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Chapter 398

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In the deep sea, undercurrents were surging.

In the dead darkness, only the sound of the instrument ticking came from the headset. The light above his head slowly swept around as his head swayed.

Only a fleeting grayish-white could be seen.

Nothing could be seen.

In a trance, all kinds of strange illusions seemed to jump out in the waves, but when he looked carefully, they disappeared without a trace. Only empty darkness was left.

The sinking continued.

It was as if he was heading to hell.

Only heavy breathing could be heard from the mask.

"Number 14, report the situation at depth."

"Current depth seven. The stability valve is operating well. Everything is normal."

"Coordinates?"

"The coordinates have not drifted."

"Maintain speed. Next, you will meet up with Number 12 and cooperate with him to install the framework."

"Understood."

"A short report every minute. The command center will keep an eye on your mental state. Remember, never talk to anything that shouldn't exist here, understand?"

"Understood."

No.14 took a deep breath and tried his best to clear his mind. Then, he slowly followed the rope and approached the other light. The two figures collided in the deep sea and then bounced to the side.

The other party reached out and grabbed him.

"You're from the legion? How rare … "A rather young voice came from the radio waves." I thought it would be another scholar who came to cooperate with me. What's your name? "

"Tony," Number 14 said. "Just call me Tony."

"Okay, Tony, I'm …"

"Don't say your name." Tony interrupted him. "Just give me a random code name. This is already the normal depth. Don't expose any information about yourself here."

"… Uh, okay." The scholar on the other side seemed to shrug through the diving suit. "Then call me Mr. Serious, because I'm very serious."

Damn it, another stupid newbie.

Tony rolled his eyes and pressed on the belt around his waist where there was a pistol.

After being modified by alchemy, it could barely be used at this depth, but the range of its use was actually not large. Generally, it was called the "Everyone's Happy Gun." It meant that if a newbie was preparing or about to cause some trouble, they should seize the opportunity to make him happy.

That way, everyone could continue to be happy after returning alive.

"Where is it?" he asked.

"It's down there." Mr. Serious pointed at the rope that hung the two people and the heavy object that was hanging from the rope.

"Don't be nervous." As if thinking that Tony was afraid, Mr. Serious casually said, "It's a very simple job. You're in charge of keeping watch, and I'll go down and press the start button … I really don't know why such a simple job requires two people."

Because if you die, I can take over your job, idiot.

Tony sighed and changed the channel. He asked the command center directly, "Are you serious? Looking for this kind of idiot to work with me? "

"The conditions are limited. He just became a Scholar not long ago, so please guide him." A gentle female voice comforted, "This kind of small task, let him get used to it first."

"To be honest, Miss Ai, I was talking nonsense when I was drunk last time. Please don't take it to heart."

"Hmm? Did you say anything? " The person in the command center asked doubtfully, "You don't think I heard some bad rumors and deliberately made things difficult for you, do you?"

"…"

Tony didn't speak again. He just held back a mouthful of blood and sighed, "The situation on the 14th has been reported, over."

"I wish you a safe journey."

Accompanied by a gentle goodbye, the command center channel hung up.

Tony was stuffed back into the original channel and had to continue to endure the noise harassment from Mr. Serious.

Damn it, brother, are you a chatterbox? Please don't talk about it anymore, okay …

Fortunately, there was always an end to the landing.

Through the helmet, there was a heavy muffled sound from below.

They reached the bottom.

Then, the huge container was torn apart, and the heavy steel plates scattered around, revealing the heavy instruments inside. Dazzling lights rose from it, illuminating the tragic scene around.

It was the ruins of a city.

A city sunk under the sea.

It seemed that not much time had passed, the colors on the billboards had not faded, and the streets were still in a mess with abandoned cars.

Behind the broken windows of the supermarket, food sealed in packaging bags was floating in the water, suspended in the silent darkness.

"This is Shicheng?"

Mr. Serious clicked his tongue and sighed. "It doesn't look any different from the present. At least the modernized part is pretty good. When I was first recruited to the advance party, I didn't know it had sunk. Do you have any news?"

Of course, there was news!

Tony took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to swear, "Brother, I beg you, stop f * cking sightseeing. Hurry up and turn on the machine, and then we will leave quickly, okay?"

As if hearing Tony's prayer, after a long time, Mr. Serious finally successfully activated the instrument in the deep sea.

As layers of green indicator lights lit up, the heavy steel column at the top of the machine slowly lifted, and then, with the earth shaking, it was deeply nailed into the rock below.

After the fixing was completed, radar-like waves burst out from it and spread, catering to the shock waves from other directions, and began to quickly transmit signals to the inspection ship above.

Next, it was a long and endless wait.

In boredom, he could only listen to the endless noise next to him.

He wanted to smoke.

If he couldn't light a cigarette, he could light the one next to the noise source.

"Number 14, report the situation. Your partner just said that you haven't spoken in a long time."

"Everything is normal. My teammate … … Hm, his desire to perform is a bit strong." He sighed, "What a sin. If I drank less, I wouldn't have fallen to this extent."

"I have a job for you," the command center said. "Next, we will conduct an Origin Substance activation experiment on this part to trace the changes in Shicheng's Spirit Lattice before it fell silent. Next, we will assign the Spirit Lens to you, and you will take the initiative to observe."

"No problem."

He habitually took a deep breath and felt a chill in his head, as if something was continuously pouring into his brain, causing his entire body to tremble violently.

When he opened his eyes, the pupils behind the mask shot out a light that seemed to have substance. As his pupils swayed, a blazing light instantly appeared in the dark depths of the sea.

Under the active observation of that ray of light, the silent ruins of the stone city suddenly became turbulent. Countless droplets of Origin Substance began to rise from the ground, forming the final outline of the Origin Substance.

The ghosts of this city had awakened, showing the final scene before its destruction.

In the countless surging trajectories, suddenly, three distinct outlines rapidly expanded and overlapped with each other, directly covering the entire Shicheng.

The sound of a sharp intake of breath came from the command center.

"What's going on?" Tony endured the sharp pain in his forehead, "Is there a result?"

"Yes."

In the long daze, the expression of the scholar in charge of the analysis twitched, "At least it proves that the sinking of Shicheng is definitely not an accident … …"

"Please don't beat around the bush, be simple and straightforward."

"… …"

After a short silence, the voice sounded, "In the observation of the Spirit Lens, we found the traces left by Green Sun's leader … … It is the outline that looks like a beacon fire in your observation. That is the imprint left by his soul in the border."

Tony was stunned for a long time, "You mean, this was done by those lunatics from Green Sun?"

"No … …"

After a long silence, a sigh came from the other end, "Other than that, do you see the imprint that covers the entire city like a dark cloud?

If I remember correctly, that should be a mark unique to the Gray-Clothed Man of Destruction. "

"What the hell?"

Tony's voice involuntarily rose an octave in disbelief, "Green Sun and the Element of Destruction colluded together?"

"In fact … … according to my guess, they should just be passing by."

In the command center, the scholar in charge of the analysis said bitterly, "The real cause of Shicheng's destruction should be the third trace … … You should be able to see it with your naked eye, right below you … …"

Of course, Tony could see it.

That was the trace left behind by something unbelievably huge passing by.

The mucus-like purple-red almost covered the entire earth, making everything squirm like internal organs, and the mountain-like outline was imprinted in the wreckage of the city. Even the depths of hell could not erase the traces of its existence.

Countless illusory granules began to grow out of the Origin Substance, waving wildly in all directions, almost brushing past his mask as they flew past.

It made him stagger a few steps back and almost fell into the deep sea.

"You f * cking … … Are you kidding me … …"

Tony did not know whether he was still conscious or had been captured by an illusion.

He could not believe what he saw in front of him.

What was this?

A nightmare?

"This is the thing that really destroyed Shicheng's framework."

Over the radio, the voice trembled slightly. "That thing is too huge. When it did not deliberately restrain its power, even if it was just passing by, it could completely distort the framework of the stone city … With such a deep silhouette, it should be at least the leader of a large group, but it is precisely because of that that it is even more puzzling."

"What do you not understand?" Tony asked in annoyance, "Do you not understand why it came out to eat but did not choose to order takeout?"

"No, Tony, it's more exaggerated than that."

The person in the channel was silent for a long time before telling him in a low voice, "It did not go out to eat, but to escape. It is already injured, it should be 'dying', it is simply … … dying … … "

In the dead silence, no one spoke again.

Only Tony felt a constant buzzing in his head. As if it was laughing sharply and mockingly, it shouted loudly in his ear,

"Idiot, idiot, idiot … …"

He had always thought that he had found the problem, but in fact, he did not, but now he knew that the problem had finally come.

However, he was unable to withstand it.

A 'ruler' that was enough to destroy Shicheng just by passing by, what forced it into this situation?

Even if he used his heel to think, he would know.

— — Something big happened!!!

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