1942: C1942 Disagreement

C1942 Disagreement

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Witnessing his five subordinates killed by the butterfly, the steward was so frightened that his renal hormone surged. One had to know that the five subordinates he had brought this time were all warriors who possessed the strength of Bright Strength.

However, he was easily killed now, his bones were burnt like fire to the point that only bones were left. If he didn't have the power of the hidden strength, he would have ended up in the same situation as his men.

In the end, he only came to his senses after seeing Grandma Feng's skill. He quickly took out the gasoline he brought with him and poured it on the butterfly. After igniting the flame, they instantly merged into one, and all the butterflies turned into a ball of fire.

Only after a full ten minutes of burning did the entire scene start to ease up. The air was filled with the smell of burning gas, and the originally crowded passageway had been cleared.

"Butler, what's going on?"

After comforting Chu Tian, Grandma Feng coldly snorted and said, "Shouldn't you know about the situation? Don't you have the map? Don't you have the information?"

One question after another was thrown out, and the butler's face darkened as he asked, "Grandma Feng, are you suspecting me? All of the subordinates that I brought over are dead, what right do you have to suspect me? "

"Humph, you southerners have always been unrealistic when it comes to doing things, who knows if you're real or not?"

Grandma Feng scolded, "If you have any information, please share it with us immediately. Otherwise, we will part ways from each other. There's no need for us to go together."

The expression on his face changed, but in the end, the butler controlled his emotions and recovered his composure, "Grandma Feng, this ancient tomb is much more dangerous than we thought. We still have to work together. I promise to share all the information and resources later on. "

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that Grandma Feng was stronger than him. In a dangerous ancient tomb, an extra strength meant an extra capital to protect himself.

"Butler, what are these butterflies?"

After the atmosphere calmed down, Grandma Feng helped Chu Tian up: "Will these butterflies still appear in the future? "Other than these butterflies, are there any other living beings?"

"These are corpse butterflies, ordinary butterflies evolved from absorbing a large amount of corpse aura. If you get touched by any of them, well, you'll see it in the end as well.

The butler pointed at the dark tunnel and said, "In addition to this, there should be a second species of wasps in front, which were urged to evolve by the aura of death in the ancient tomb."

"What should we do? What should we do if we meet these wasps? "

Seeing the Corpse Butterfly disappearing from sight, Grandma Feng scolded, "Quickly finish it in one go. Don't waste my patience. Do you hear me?"

"Grandma Feng, it's not that I don't want to say it, but I really don't know."

Spreading out his hands, the butler looked helpless, "The people who gathered this information are all dead. I only know the cause and the process, but I don't know the method to deal with it."

"Granny, let's not worry about whether what he said is true or not for now. As things stand, we can only continue forward."

Chu Tian whispered: "We must have the Oracle Wood, the longer we drag it out, the worse it will be for us."

"Young Master, I know."

Grandma Feng's tone returned to normal. "Butler, lead the way this time. We'll watch from the back."

"Fine, fine, fine. Grandma Feng, you have the final say."

Patting Zhou Qihua, the butler said helplessly, "Young Master, let's go. The ancient tomb's treasure is waiting for us in front."

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