A trap? A Sword Saint? What about Wang Zhong?
"First aid kit, first aid kit!" Oscar was the first to react and shouted anxiously. His hands were already covered in blood.
Feng, who was behind him, brought the first aid kit over. Oscar laid Grai down and lifted his coat to take a look. The terrifying wound on his chest looked as if it was going to split him in half! It was so deep that his bones could be seen, and it was a shocking sight.
Oscar's hands flickered with a blue radiance as his Soul Power forcefully entered the wound, sealing off all of the blood vessels near the wound. He performed a simple treatment, but it was clear that the medical conditions here were unable to treat such a serious injury.
The Wanderlust Team members had grave expressions on their faces. When they recalled the information that Grai had revealed before, everyone's hearts sank to the bottom.
A trap. A Sword Saint.
In fact, these two words were enough to explain what had happened. Everyone finally knew how the KD Squadron had been wiped out. If they were really faced with a so-called defense or even an ambush, with KD Squadron's strength, they could always escape if they couldn't win. Those people were not stupid, and they were definitely not the kind of people who would sacrifice their lives for the glory of the Holy City.
But what about a Sword Saint? A Heavenly Soul Stage expert with the combat power of a Great Teacher could easily wipe out the KD Squadron if they were prepared. That was a Sword Saint …
"… Let's give up on the mission."
To be honest, this was a rather difficult decision. When Oscar said this, he felt very tormented. If he was alone, he would definitely risk his life to go to the other party's camp to find out about Wang Zhong. However, the other members of the Wanderlust Team were with him, and it was unrealistic for them to return alone. Without him, Small Eyes and Feng would not be able to bring Sharmie and the others, as well as the seriously injured Grai, across the entire swamp.
If the same mistake was made once or twice, it would be considered young and impulsive, but if it was made three or four times, it would be considered stupid and incompetent, and they would not learn their lesson.
"What about Lao Wang?" Sharmie was a little anxious and blurted out, even forgetting that she was a burden.
Oscar shook his head. Although he did not speak, everyone knew what he meant. Let alone the fact that they did not know whether Wang Zhong was dead or alive, even if they did, what could the Wanderlust Team do? Save him from a Sword Saint? That would just be throwing his life away.
If you don't have the strength, then don't think about such whimsical things. If you want to do whatever you want, if you want to protect your companions, you have to be strong enough.
"I …" Sharmie bit her lips, feeling extremely conflicted. She had never thought that last night would be the last time they would meet.
The happy and worry-free days on Earth suddenly flashed through her mind. That figure who had brought her around Tianjing Academy, that boy whom she had used as a tool to piss off Laura. Was it really just to tease little Laura? Sharmie felt that she was actually enjoying it.
Mario reached out and put his hand on her shoulder, but Sharmie subconsciously shook him off. She immediately realized that this was not right, but she was no longer in the mood to explain to Mario. Her heart was a little complicated, and she did not know what to feel. There were several times when she had the urge to sneak away quietly to find out more about Wang Zhong, but no matter how impulsive she was, she understood that there was nothing she could do.
Oscar sighed, suppressing the impulsive thoughts in his mind, and waved his hand. He was afraid that if he continued to be conflicted, he would really be hot-headed again. "Let's go, before everyone collapses … Mario, you and Napier take turns to carry Grai. Walk in the middle of the team … We'd better hurry up. Grai's condition is only temporarily stable, and he still needs professional treatment. We can't save Wang Zhong, but we have to at least save Grai."
"Damn it!" Small Eyes raised the cannon in her hand, wanting to vent her anger and shoot randomly, but in the end, she did not dare to do so. This was the Black Boulder Swamp. She had suffered more than once from randomly shooting monsters. In the end, she just stomped her feet heavily. "Let's go!"
… …
Huff, huff, huff …
The chase in the cave was still going on.
Wang Zhong had been running in this huge maze-like cave for an entire day, but he still hadn't been able to shake off the shadow hanging over his head. There were a few times when he felt that he was about to shake it off, but before he could stop to catch his breath, the feeling would immediately follow him like a ghost. It was as if the other party would immediately catch up to him if he stopped to rest for even a moment. This was the intuition from the clown mask, and it could not be wrong.
This was definitely not a comfortable experience. Not to mention the mental pressure, even for a Heroic Soul soldier, even for a fierce person like Wang Zhong, who had an extraordinary physique, running continuously for a day and a night would be unbearable. Such a chase was not a matter of running fast or not, but the multiple consumption of mental, physical, and endurance. Of course, there was also intelligence.
The intricate and almost infinite length of the mine not only brought more possibilities to Wang Zhong's random escape, but also created more trouble for the terrifying Sword Saint behind him.
Wang Zhong finally learned something from his escape. Even if he had never walked through a cave before, as long as he looked at the amount of raw ores on the cave walls, felt the intensity of the energy in the cave, as well as the humidity and temperature of the mine, he could almost instinctively judge whether the cave had been repeated or not, whether it would be a dead end in front, how many forks there would be, and how many choices there would be …
There was no need to calculate this anymore. It had become completely instinctive, and the Sword Saint behind him was obviously far inferior to him in this aspect. Although he could feel that the Sword Saint was faster than him, it always took a lot of time and energy to judge the direction and chase. This almost made him get away from the Sword Saint several times, but unfortunately, he was always a little bit away from the Sword Saint. After all, not every section of the cave was so complicated, and the distance between the two was also maintained at a balance. The Sword Saint couldn't catch up with him, and he couldn't shake off the Sword Saint either.
But this was obviously not good for Wang Zhong. Safety was only temporary. Did he really have to compete with a Sword Saint in terms of physical strength and endurance? Wang Zhong already felt that running was very strenuous.
"Wang Zhong, this is not the way. How long can you keep going around like this? Sooner or later, you will die in here. I don't want to die! " Simba didn't stop nagging even when he turned into a mask. As a link of perception, his perception of the Sword Saint behind him was even clearer than Wang Zhong's. The Sword Saint was obviously furious and exasperated. Even though he was far away, Simba could completely feel the Sword Saint's anger. He didn't hesitate to destroy the whole world to kill this mouse.
"If you don't want to die, quickly find the exit. This is our only chance!"
"It's not that easy. Besides, even if we find the exit, we will still die. This guy is like a hanged ghost. We can't shake him off even if we run around in this cave. If we really go outside, he will catch up with us in minutes …"
"Did you forget that I still have a bomb here?" Wang Zhong was also speechless. Ever since Simba kicked the Fate Roulette and became smaller, it seemed that his courage had never grown again. He was almost scared to death.
"Will it work? With the power of this bomb, will it be able to break his defense or bury him alive? Even the core power of this bomb is at most 50,000 to 60,000 Grassos. " Simba continued to complain with a pessimistic look on his face. "I think we are finished. Sob sob sob, I haven't gotten my Teacher Daphne yet!"
"It's not the same. There are high-energy crystals all around!" Wang Zhong pointed out the main point. After a long day of running, he had been observing the surrounding environment and drawing up the escape plan in his mind.
If the power of C 'Thun's Stink Bomb alone was indeed not enough to break the Sword Saint's almost abnormal defense of 100,000 Grassos, nor could it really blow up the mine. But the problem was that this was an energy mining area!
Although the crystal energy raw ores on the surrounding walls had not been collected, polished, and purified, they contained a lot of energy. C 'Thun's Stink Bomb was originally an energy bomb that was detonated with Soul Power. The violent energy impact could definitely explode the energy in the surrounding mining area in an instant. The power of that explosion was probably inestimable. It would definitely destroy the world. Even if it couldn't kill the Sword Saint, it would definitely be blown up.
Simba suddenly came to a realization. "Yes, yes, yes! I forgot about the energy veins around here. No, no, no! Wouldn't we be blown up as well? "
"So the premise is that we have to run out of the mining area within five minutes of the detonation and quickly find the exit!"
"Damn, why didn't you say so earlier!" With a goal, Simba immediately became energetic. "That's easy. I remember all the paths we have taken and can make some deductions. There will definitely be other exits in such a complicated natural cave!"
As he spoke, he was still pessimistic and added to himself, "Speaking of which, what if there's no exit?"
"Don't jinx it! We are so lucky, we won't be that unlucky! Let's hurry up! "
If Wang Zhong was said to be a memory expert, then Simba was definitely a computer. He had the ability to form a three-dimensional picture in his mind of the paths they had taken previously.
But although it was a deduction, it was actually just a statistical calculation. He used the elimination method to eliminate the paths that had obvious characteristics but were definitely not exits to increase the probability of finding the exit. However, it still depended on luck.
Wang Zhong estimated his physical strength. No matter how much he pushed himself, he could only last for one more day at most. Fortunately, Simba's statistical elimination method was still very powerful. It was much more efficient than drilling into the most complicated caves in order to widen the distance between them and the Sword Saint. However, the shortcomings were also very obvious. Because after the route planning, most of the routes were straight paths that were easier to walk, which was obviously advantageous to the Sword Saint behind him. The distance between the two of them was constantly shrinking. Not only did the sense of crisis in Wang Zhong's heart become heavier, but there were even several times when Wang Zhong felt that he was about to be discovered by the Sword Saint's divine sense.
At this point, Wang Zhong could only trust Simba's calculation ability to make a last-ditch effort. If he went back to the previous way, he might be able to widen the distance between them a little, but he was afraid that he would be further and further away from the exit. In the end, his physical strength would be exhausted, and it would still be a dead end.
Fortunately, his luck didn't seem to be bad. In just four or five hours, before the Sword Saint's divine sense could completely catch up, Wang Zhong had already felt the existence of the exit. There was a cool breeze blowing from the entrance of the cave. Wang Zhong, who had been running in this hot and airless energy cave for a day and a half, was too sensitive to this. Not only him, but Simba also couldn't help but cheer. The location was the closest exit according to his calculation. According to the map formed in his mind, it should be at the foot of the other side of the Black Boulder Crater.
But now was not the time to run out directly. As Simba said before, the Sword Saint was still following him. When they were on a flat road, the Sword Saint would be able to catch up with him in minutes. And it was obviously unrealistic to place a bomb near the entrance of the cave. There were not many energy raw ores in the peripheral area close to the outside world. The power of the bomb alone could at most block the Sword Saint for a few more minutes, and that was not enough to support his escape.
"Let's give him a big gift!" Wang Zhong, who had found the exit, was also relieved. Even the fatigue of the past two days seemed to have been swept away at this moment.
"This way, this way!" Simba recalled the few places he had just run past. There was a place with an abundance of ores and overflowing with energy. Furthermore, it wasn't far from the exit, giving Wang Zhong ample time to escape. All he needed to do was to take a small detour and divert his pursuers from his path.
But this kind of thing was easier said than done. The detour was only a short five minutes away, but if he wanted to divert the pursuer behind him without being caught, he would have to take a long detour. The optimized route designed in Simba's plan required him to take a big detour again.
Listening to Simba's continuous directions, Wang Zhong couldn't help but ask, "Not much, just five hours of detour!"
"Not much, just five hours!" Simba was full of confidence. "It can't be helped. We're just walking a dog, so we have to shake the one behind us to the right position first. Don't worry, I've chosen a very strange path. I guarantee that guy will get confused while following us!"
Five hours … and you're still getting dizzy? I'm going to get dizzy from running!
Wang Zhong really wanted to die. It was easy for Simba to say such things. After running for two days and one night, Wang Zhong had almost reached his limit. Yet, the moment Simba opened his mouth, he asked Wang Zhong to run for another five hours. It was as though running for five hours was nothing at all.
However, he also knew that he had to remain calm at such a time. This life or death escape was a competition of patience. The other party was definitely angrier and more impatient than he was. He could see traces of destruction everywhere along the route that they had taken. It was definitely the Sword Saint's doing in a fit of rage. This was actually an opportunity for him.
Wang Zhong used all of his strength and gritted his teeth. He drilled through the hole for more than five hours, but his physical strength had indeed declined greatly. It took him more than ten minutes longer than Simba had expected. He could feel that the Sword Saint behind him had closed the distance again, but Wang Zhong had finally reached his destination.
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