All sorts of strange sounds rang out in the darkness. The sound of gravel rolling, the sound of teeth grinding, the sound of weapons rubbing, and the faint sound of drums beating could be heard. These sounds mixed together and gradually formed an oppressive feeling in the darkness. Allen and Bai felt as if they were surrounded by an invisible army. Allen was fine. Scales had already begun to appear on his white skin. The youth couldn't help but rush out, but Allen pressed down on his shoulder and the youth couldn't move.
Bai looked at Allen, who smiled and said, "The masters don't want to come out. This isn't the way to treat guests."
He stabbed Gojoseon into the fire and raised his saber. The burning broken wood splashed everywhere. It landed on the stone path, the stairs, the high platform, the roof of the abandoned house, and so on. As a result, there was a little more fire in the darkness, and the color of the fire rapidly thickened. Suddenly, pillars of fire sprayed out, but under the effect of the Fire Monarch, Allen used the flames as a medium to directly activate the Void Skyfire.
The Skyfire Qi was majestic and its heat surged, dispersing the darkness and coldness in the vicinity and illuminating more than half of the block. With the help of the fire, Allen saw strange figures. These humanoid creatures standing upright on the street were only half the height of adult humans. Their heads were large and clumsy, their noses protruded, their mouths split to the base of their ears, and their teeth turned out from under their lips were short but sharp. They were short and had stubby limbs. They looked ridiculous. These underground dwarves armed themselves with simple equipment, or used the skull of some kind of wild beast as a helmet, or used some bone fragments as armor. The swords in their hands were made of iron or brass, but the craftsmanship was very rough. As for the wooden bows and arrows, they were even more primitive.
However, they were clearly restrained and frightened by the flames. This made the dwarves very angry, but they did not immediately charge forward. In other words, there was a leader between them. If this wasn't the Blood King's Cemetery, Allen would have thought that he had seen a native tribe. However, if the dwarves in front of him were also relic creatures, then Allen could understand why the human adventurers had been unable to break through the eleventh floor of the maze.
Apart from the complexity and vastness of the labyrinth, tribal creatures like the gnomes were also the biggest obstacle. There was a decisive difference between tribes and ordinary beasts. Tribes meant division of labor and cooperation. Under the leadership of a certain will, all individuals would become a powerful whole, which was not something ordinary adventurers could deal with.
Under the light of the fire, the gnomes let out a high-pitched cry, and the gnomes began to become excited. The gnomes in the front row raised their swords high in one hand and leaned forward. They used their remaining arms and two thick legs to run like wild beasts. More dwarves shot arrows and stones from the darkness. Even though their tactics were simple, they were still tactics. They were fighting together like an army.
"Interesting," Allen said.
A week later, when Eric returned from the surface barracks, he was informed that the Earl had returned from the eleventh level of the graveyard. When Eric saw the two of them, Allen and Bai were wolfing down a table of food. A few officers beside them had awkward expressions on their faces. When they saw Eric appear, they all stood up and saluted. Allen didn't need to look up to know that General Fierce Lion had arrived. He grabbed a loaf of bread and waved his hand to greet him.
Eric didn't think much of it. They only brought three days' worth of supplies, but they stayed inside for a whole week. As far as Eric knew, it was harder to find food in the maze of the graveyard than to ascend to the heavens. Therefore, it was normal for the two of them to eat unsightly. It wasn't that Eric hadn't dabbled in the eleventh floor before. In fact, there had been adventurers who had tried to break into that floor before the cemetery riot, but the longest one had lasted there for less than two days.
That team was already like a small army. From the experts to the configuration of the troops, even in Satin City, where there were countless mercenary groups, it was still a first-class team. However, Allen and Bai had stayed there for a whole week, which was quite impressive. However, considering Allen's level and strength, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that he could stay there for so many days. An officer handed him something. Eric took it and realized that it was information about the maze.
He smiled at first. In order to conquer the eleventh level of the maze, Eric had entered the maze a few times before. He knew that it was a very deep space. Not only was the maze huge, it was also very complicated. Among the places that he had explored, there were stairs that led to and fro, empty tunnels, caves that were submerged in darkness, and stone rooms with tightly shut doors. Eric saw that there was a sketch of a map in the thing that the officer handed over. It was already very good that Allen was able to come back in such a complicated place. Eric did not believe that the map he drew would be of any use.
Previously, there were adventurers who had drawn similar maps after they returned, but they were not organized at all. However, when Eric looked at them carefully, his expression became more and more serious. He saw that although the drawing of the map was sloppy, the lines were straight and strong, and full of logic. Allen had drawn the entire route that he had taken since he entered the eleventh level. In some complicated areas, he even used a few diagrams from different angles to supplement the explanation.
In addition, he also listed some buildings or locations that he thought were strategic. From the short notes inside, it could be seen that these places could be used as strongholds for the human army. These places could all be used as strongholds for the human army. Eric could send troops along the route that Allen had taken to set up strongholds, build bases, and then use this as a foundation to expand in depth to achieve the ultimate goal of occupying the entire eleventh floor of the cemetery.
In addition to the map, there was also some information about the creatures in the ruins that Allen had spoken about. In the information provided by Allen, besides the Underground Gnomes that Eric had encountered, and a type of Giant Bat with two heads, there were other creatures that looked like a lizard. Allen also mentioned the Crawler that looked like a lizard, but it was similar to a human. It could appear in any corner of the maze. There was also a UFO that looked like an underwater jellyfish, but it had no limbs and could float in the void. Other than that, there were also Earth Dragons, Arrow Spiders, and Devourers.
There were many creatures that Eric didn't know about. As for their names, they were naturally named by Allen. In addition to the characteristics of these creatures, Allen also recorded information about their attacks and weaknesses. This would be of great help to Eric when he entered the eleventh level of the graveyard.
After reading the information, Eric said excitedly, "Sir Allen, the information you brought is of great value. It seems that the decision to let you enter the graveyard was the right one."
Allen had already finished the food on the table. He burped and said, "I'm happy to be of help, but as you can see, we need to replenish our supplies."
"No problem. You can have as much as you want. You can have whatever you want!"
"That's great. I have to bring more things this time. We have to walk a longer way." Allen patted his stomach and stood up. "Oh," he asked, "is there any news from Iron Spear Ridge?"
"Just two days ago, Mason identified the new prime minister of the empire as the murderer of the Great Emperor in front of many nobles in Iron Spear Ridge. When this news came out, it could be said to be a sensation throughout the country. "Eric nodded and said," Despite Howson's strong objections and doubts. But Mason had openly betrayed the country before, and in his position, there was no need for him to please Julian. Therefore, what he said was still very credible. Now, many people suspected that there was a problem with Howson's throne and asked the Privy Council to reexamine the legitimacy of Howson's succession to the throne. However, now that the Shadow Duchy was eyeing them covetously, although His Highness Julian wanted to go north, several lords, including Hoey, advised him to stay in the south for the time being. At the very least, wait until the Shadow Duchy retreats before looking for Howson to settle the score. "
Allen nodded. This was indeed not a good time to go north. Moreover, even with Mason's testimony, Howson had already been on the throne for a period of time, and he had also gathered some power in his hands. It wasn't as easy to deal with him as it used to be. Whether it was Hoey or the Boleyn Clan, they had to make good arrangements. Therefore, this matter could not be said to be urgent, nor could it be rushed.
He took out a written letter and handed it to Eric. "General, please help me deliver this letter to Dawn Castle."
The letter was written to Lucy. Apart from telling Lucy what he was doing in the Blood King's Cemetery, the most important thing was to not let the girl worry too much. Eric didn't ask any further. He took the letter and sent someone to do it.
On this day, after Allen replenished his supplies, he brought Bai into the eleventh floor of the cemetery again. This time, they didn't come back for two weeks.
Surface.
The 18th district on the surface was a rocky area, where mountains rose and fell and forests occupied the land. It was one of the few sparsely populated districts in the Federation -controlled area. Especially in the northwest of this area, there were even more mountains, and it was a sparsely populated place. There were surprisingly many animals in the forest in the mountains. After the Battle of Dawn, there weren't many species left from the old era. In the previous three hundred years, the mountains had been abnormally quiet. It wasn't until this century that animals began to increase, but it was far from a flourishing species.
However, the environment was large and there were few species, so the living space for animals was relatively open. This also reduced the chances of being hit by natural enemies, thus greatly increasing their survival rate, just like this herd of elk. There were no fatal natural enemies within two hundred kilometers, so they lived very leisurely in this forest where food could be seen everywhere. It was afternoon, and the scorching sunlight on the surface had softened considerably after being blocked by layers of forest leaves.
In the shade of a tree, a few elk were wagging their tails and eating grass. A bull deer with horns like a crown suddenly raised its head and looked at a low slope in the distance with its pitch-black eyes. A strange sound came from there. A moment later, a black metal object appeared from below the low slope and headed in this direction. For these elk, they didn't know what had happened to the world outside the forest, so they didn't know that the thing flying over was a flying car.
Moreover, it was a flying car specially designed for combat. The front of the flying car continuously shot out high-energy beams of light. With a casual sweep of these blue beams of light, the towering trees in the forest were cut in half. The trees groaned and fell, and the frightened herd of deer fled from this area as if they were fleeing for their lives.
"Run faster, little fellows." A man in the flying car whistled. He looked very young, no more than thirty years old. He wore a sleeveless tight combat leg, a string of silver rings on his right wrist, and rings on his nose, lips, and ears. He had a cynical look on his face. He drove the flying car, driving away the herd of deer, occasionally letting out excited screams.
In the end, the flying car stopped at the foot of a mountain. The man issued a string of orders on the brain screen and opened the door. He jumped out of the car, stretched, and kicked a stone on the ground restlessly. The stone shattered at the foot of the mountain, and then the entire mountain began to hum and tremble. The sound of some kind of mechanical operation sounded from the mountain. A rock wall facing the man and the flying car suddenly protruded forward, split into two sides, and slid open, revealing a square exit.
A moment later, a group of soldiers walked out of the exit. They wore black uniforms and had armbands on their right hands. On them were the patterns of clouds covering the sun. It was the symbol of the Light Concealment Society. The captain bowed to the man and said, "Welcome to the Doomsday Bunker, Mr. J. Mr. Vincent and Ms. Q have arrived and are waiting for you in the hall."
Vincent was both the clown and the leader of the Light Concealment Society. J only knew the name, but he had no idea what kind of person Vincent was. He handed the flying car to a soldier to drive away and asked casually, "Where's K?"
"Mr. K seems to have been delayed by something and won't be able to arrive today."
J whistled and said, "There are only three people left in the six-man council. This is not a good sign."
The captain didn't dare to interrupt on such a topic, so he could only make a "please" gesture and lead J into the base. The Doomsday Bunker was a secret military base located in the 18th District. In the old era, this base was built to prevent nuclear strikes. Unfortunately, after the construction of the base was completed, it did not welcome a nuclear strike, but welcomed the invasion of the Nelms.
Before the Battle of Dawn, this base had also been used for a time. After the war ended, the New Federation was formed, and the base was handed over to a general to manage. Just as the Federation and the nobles were working together to build the floating island of Babylon, the base suffered irreparable damage. In the report submitted by the general, the damage was caused by the remnants of the Nelms who had landed on the surface at that time.
Although the general had destroyed the remnants of the army afterwards, the Federation had lost this base forever. However, for the Federation at that time, there were more important tasks to deal with than a surface base. Therefore, the Federation did not even have the time to send out an investigation team about this base, so the matter of the base was left unsettled. However, at that time, the President of the Federation had no idea that the base had indeed been attacked, but it was not damaged, let alone any major damage.
This preserved base later became the Doomsday Bunker, the headquarters of the Light Concealment Society. At that time, the general who managed the base was actually one of the members of this organization.
Centuries had passed, and the Doomsday Bunker had been maintained and updated many times under the control of the Light Concealment Society, making the base increasingly perfect. In the most recent major hardware update, an additional Doomsday Cannon was added. In order to complete this magic energy cannon, the Light Concealment Society had even made many secret transactions with outsiders. Although this was not the first time such a transaction had occurred, the amount of goods traded was so large that it had set a new record in history.
In fact, the opening of the high-level war had also opened a door for Earth. Through this door, humans could trade goods with many alien races and take what they needed. Among them, trading with the foreign races of the Yordon Star System wasn't a day or two. However, trading with the chaotic races was always a risky thing to do, but some resources could only be found in the Yordon Star System. For example, the Abyss Crystal that could provide energy for the Doomsday Cannon came from Agares, the lowest level of the Yordon Star System.
Driven by huge profits, merchants were willing to take risks, and the Light Concealment Society could do the same. Taking advantage of the convenience of the last interstellar war, the Light Concealment Society had gathered many secret chess pieces. Under the multi-line linkage, they had completed the largest and most complicated transaction in history with the foreign races.
Now that they had the Doomsday Cannon in hand, even if the Federation fleet attacked, the Light Concealment Society would not be afraid at all.
The elevator passed through the heavy armor of the bunker, and just as J began to feel impatient, the elevator door opened. In front of him was a straight, bright passageway. On both sides were shiny metal, and the passageway looked extremely simple. But in reality, J knew that there were countless detection devices and weapon systems in this passageway alone.
It was impossible to invade the base without anyone noticing. Over the centuries, under the operation of generations of leaders of the Light Concealment Society, this bunker had become indestructible.
After the automatic door at the end of the passageway opened, J walked into a hall. Melodious music was playing in the hall. Silver and smooth pillars supported the dome, and sections of light constantly surged on the ground, climbing up the pillars and spreading out on the dome. In the center of the hall, J saw the other two members of the six-member council. Vincent and Weena were both the Joker and Ms. Q. Vincent looked like an elegant middle-aged man. His blonde hair was combed back, revealing a broad forehead, a pair of flat glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a smile seemed to always hang on the corner of his mouth. He wore a pressed suit and a collar, and his shoes were polished to a high gloss. If he hadn't appeared in the Doomsday Bunker, people would have thought that he was a noble from Babylon.
As for Weena, she was dressed much more casually, but a tight narrow skirt still outlined her good figure. Especially the spectacular twin peaks and round buttocks, they almost stimulated J's most primitive desire.
"We finally meet." Vincent welcomed J with open arms. "I've been waiting for this chance, a chance for us like-minded people to gather together. It's a pity that our gathering this time is somewhat forced. "
J narrowed his eyes. "K didn't come?"
"You should know that A is dead." Weena's voice was slightly hoarse. "K doesn't think her death is that simple. He insisted on doing a detailed investigation and refused this gathering."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
