Whoosh. At the section of the Nile outside Karima, the flood suddenly intensified.
The captain of the patrol unit, Wang Ming, screamed, "Evacuate!" As he led his team back, he made the report. The frontline commander at the cemetery ordered them to evacuate immediately. They thought it would take at least an hour for the flood to submerge the area.
The sound of the torrent quickly became louder, but in the blink of an eye, Wang Ming looked back, and his heart almost stopped beating. The flood was like a tsunami, forming a raging wave. In the wave wall that was more than ten meters high, there were countless heads, and the sound of the surging waves was like their howls.
For a few seconds, Wang Ming stood where he was. Time appeared to have stopped.
Some of the people around him, as long as they turned around to look, also stopped in their tracks. Some people fell to the ground, almost losing their minds.
The giant wave was taller than the mountain, bigger than the sky.
Before it, it was as if all struggles had lost their meaning, or rather, there was no meaning to them in the first place.
"Run …" Wang Ming recovered. He pulled the fallen team members up and continued to run towards the bank. "Don't turn back! There's a mental attack! "
Just a moment later, the flood wave rushed past the place where they had been, sweeping up the watchtower that would have been destroyed with a single touch. Carrying the broken weeds, it rushed towards the people who were retreating in front of them. Karima was made up of low-rise buildings, there was nothing that could withstand the force of the flood.
The wave continued to grow, it rose to more than 10 metres tall. The Nile was the ruler of the land.
At the same time, the hovering helicopter captured these images and relayed the latest news to the command central and the cemetery. "Emergency evacuation of the patrol unit, the flood is destroying Karima. We cannot stop it. The Ancient Stone defense line has been breached, the flood is approaching the cemetery …"
The message from the helicopter was relayed through the communication device in front of the Pyramid of Nastassen.
The earth appeared to be shaking. Under the scorching desert, there was a surging undercurrent.
"What should we do now?" Peacock panicked. When the flood rose, the signal from the suicide unit that was deep underground was cut off. There was only a strange static that they could not understand. It was torturous to listen to.
Malachite, Uncle Dan and the rest shared the same feeling. It was hard to watch their comrades fall into danger and they could only wait here.
"We'll wait." Little Xu said calmly like a precise machine. "We have to trust the dare-to-die squad."
It was Lou Xiaoning who suggested for him to be the temporary ground team leader. This decision was approved by Elder Tong at the command central. Everyone understood the logic of seniority. Even though Xiao Xu was only thirteen, he had shown excellent judgment and decision-making skills, so the temporary team leader position was a viable option.
In comparison, they had seen too many things that were inexplicable and inexplicable so no one was surprised.
But now, Peacock could not wait any longer. She said urgently, "Xiao Xu, even if we do not go down to the tomb, we have to do something on the surface, right?" Even Kathlyn who was one with her could feel the anxiety. "There has to be something we can do …"
"There is, and that is to wait." Xiao Xu's youthful face did not change. Sometimes he looked like an android. "We are too far behind our enemy. Every step we take is being led by the nose. Even our current actions are within the enemy's calculations. They do not need to set up a small trap, this whole petrification disease is a trap. But in the end, they are still mortals, and mortals have their limits. "
Xiao Xu looked at the silent Peacock and then at the rest. "Their rituals are still rituals. They will not break through the basic limitations just because they are older or more calculative. All rituals have different requirements for the setting, they cannot be destroyed or else the connection to the divine power will be severed. "
"Therefore, I believe the enemy will not set up a normal trap." Xiao Xu said as he turned to the stone staircase that was submerged by the underground water. "Letting the tomb collapse and crush the intruder will only ruin the ritual itself. They will not set up a trap that will cause a large physical disturbance but will use mental pressure to crush the intruder and make him part of the sacrifice. This gives us a chance. As long as our people can withstand the pressure, we can still transport the ritual sacrifice out under the mental pressure. "
Xiao Xu paused. "The so-called god is a power that surpasses mortals and cannot be judged by human nature. Between the ritual and the god, I believe most of the time, it is like triggering some kind of automatic program. The god does not care or even know about this ritual. You give the sacrifice and you gain power; but if you take the sacrifice back after giving it, then it will not just be a matter of the ritual collapsing, the program will come with a countercharge or else the ritual will not be eroded by the power of the divine.
Every time we remove a body, every time we take away an offering, the priests and believers who are holding the ceremony will suffer a bit more backlash, and the whole ceremony will be weakened a bit. At that time, our enemy will have to resort to more aggressive and risky methods and we will have the chance to defeat them head-on. "
"Then … if that is the case, to destroy the ritual," Peacock seemed to understand but she was confused. "Why don't we just blow this place up?"
"That kind of action will probably become part of the ritual itself. The uncertainty is too high so we will not try it unless it is absolutely necessary. Because here, a flood is a disaster. If you want to extinguish a fire, you can't use fire to extinguish it; if you want to calm the flood, you can't summon a storm. The ritual is summoning a storm. "
"Then won't we, who take away the sacrifice, suffer from the countercharge?" This time it was Kathlyn who asked.
"We are not connected to the power source of the ritual, we are merely trying to destroy it in the most feasible way. Furthermore, be it the Little Ram God or the black mountain goat, they might just be a programmed response to this place. "
After hearing what Xiao Xu had to say, the group fell into silence. Uncle Dan scratched his head but Deng Ximei had a point.
"As long as we can take away one sacrifice," Xiao Xu continued, "the flood will be cut off a little. If we succeed once, there will be a second time."
At that moment, the static started again, this time it sounded even weirder …
They really could not imagine the kind of mental pressure that the members of the suicide squad were facing.
Furthermore, many people knew that even though Xiao Xu was incredibly intelligent, he lacked the ability to empathize. He rarely showed any emotion, that was a characteristic of those with Asperger's. Therefore, in Xiao Xu's consideration, perhaps … he had overestimated the mental pressure that the suicide squad, or rather, the normal humans, could endure.
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