"Odd. Since this is the training ground of Chaos, and the defense is so thorough, it is impossible for any apocalyptic beast to break in. Then, who left the terrifying claw marks?"
The appearance of the enormous claw marks made the exploration team even more vigilant. It took them more than two hours to complete the mapping of the walls.
In the meantime, two messengers were sent back to the ground. Ten tough soldiers of the Nether World Watch were summoned from the ground with more demonic artifacts, magical equipment, and surveying tools.
Then, they marched to the center of the mausoleum of Chaos.
Without the wall as their support, they seemed to have been mired in a black ocean after only ten meters. Black fog that could not be dispersed enshrouded them in all directions and above their heads. The only thing that they could see was the ripples spreading out in the puddles that were almost knee-deep. Zi!
"Sizzle! Zi! Zi!
All the soldiers of the Nether World Watch activated the demon cores embedded in their bodies. Demonic energy, electric arcs, and flames were vaguely flowing inside the demon cores.
"Be careful. We are only two hundred meters away from the enormous object at the center of the space. There are no obstacles in front of us. Keep a straight line and move forward at the slowest speed. Don't fall behind!"
Swirl was an expert in mental warfare. She released circles of powder from her body, which spread out like colorful ripples and had the effect of calming everyone down.
Right then —
Huala! Huala!
Weird noises suddenly echoed in the puddles!
"Something is in the water!"
Accompanied by a shriek, dozens of mysterious shadows jumped out of the puddles and darted toward the crowd at lightning speed!
They turned out to be the blood-sucking flying swords that Li Yao had encountered before, which were full of veins!
Those flying swords seemed to have not sucked any real blood for forty thousand years. Their veins were so shriveled that they were dangling from the body of the swords like dried earthworms.
It was for that reason that their shrieks were particularly thirsty and brutal!
"Stop them!"
Swirl snapped her fingers. Dozens of streams of powder darted out of her fingertips and turned into colorful rainbows in midair. Rubbing against the air at a high speed, they were ignited furiously!
The multicolored flames crisscrossed and weaved into an impenetrable net, wrapping around his head. It completely covered the dozens of flying swords!
The soldiers of the Nether World Watch showed their abilities, too. Gaps were opened on their fully-enclosed protective suits, revealing demon cores one after another.
The demon cores surged and condensed into shields of spiritual energy and long sabers of flames around his body. Almost a hundred sword auras and saber auras were projected out. He ruthlessly slashed at the blood-sucking flying sword!
The blood-sucking flying swords had been dormant for forty thousand years and were already running out of energy. Under the slash of the soldiers of the Nether World Watch, they were all broken and falling back into the puddles.
The stagnant water seemed to be boiling, emitting a hissing sound.
As it turned out, one of the captives of the Blade of Chaos had left the battle formation in panic. His arm happened to be brushed by a broken blood-sucking flying sword, leaving a shallow wound.
The Blood-sucking Flying Swords were like maggots in a tarsal bone. It drilled into the captive's body, and soon, half of the captive's body was sucked dry.
However, before the Blood-sucking Flying Sword could fly out again, dozens of Sword Qi and Saber Auras slashed him into pieces!
"It seems that your God Chaos is taking special care of you!"
Swirl remarked with mockery.
Hardly had she concluded her sentence when abrupt changes took place in the water around them. A few giants that looked like iron towers suddenly sat up and shone their searchlights at them, only to discover that they were metal puppets made of bronze and carved with dense spiritual stripes all over their bodies!
The giant puppets were all in pieces. Their upper and lower halves were separated, and they had been soaked in the puddles. That was why they had not been detected.
Even without their lower halves, they were still more than two meters tall, with their arms extended. Countless weapons and magical equipment were hidden inside the black, cylindrical arms that were almost ten meters long.
The giant puppets were driven by the crystals embedded to their chests and their joints. Similar to the blood-sucking flying swords, they had woken up from the hibernation state after sensing the scent of living creatures.
Roaring in low voices, they struggled to turn their rusted joints and lunged at the soldiers of the Nether World Watch while opening their coldly shining hands.
"Don't panic. Attack their crystals!"
Swirl bellowed. Her fingers moved at a higher speed than before. The powder turned into dancing butterflies that hovered around the giant puppets and stopped on the glittering crystals.
The butterflies immediately leaked into the crystals. The previously glittering crystals seemed to have been mixed with too many impurities. They were lackluster and murky.
The shattered giant puppet stopped moving once again. From its rusted body, it let out a final, hollow sigh.
The other few giant puppets were minced into pieces by the soldiers of the Nether World Watch, too.
Except for one of the soldiers who was heavily wounded, most of them were safe and sound.
"These giant puppets don't look like specialized guards. Instead, they look more like … servants, assistants to Chaos."
After examining the magical equipment hidden inside the giant puppets, Swirl came to a conclusion.
Most of the magical equipment was not aggressive. They were mostly used for dissection, refining, maintenance, and experiments.
The minor interlude did not affect their exploration. After a brief rest, the exploration team moved on. They paid special attention to the puddles on their way. They did not run into any more trouble. Instead, they found a lot of jade chips and remnants of magical equipment from the puddles.
Fifteen minutes later, they finally found the enormous' coffin 'at the center of the space!
Both the soldiers of the Nether World Watch and the captives of the Blade of Chaos held their breath. More than ten searchlights were aimed at the center of the space.
Out of their expectation, what appeared in front of them was neither a magnificent throne nor a creepy coffin, but a facility that looked like a 'pool'.
The 'pool' was made of pure, flawless crystals. It was almost four meters high from the ground and almost ten meters both in length and width. Dense spiritual stripes had been carved on it, constituting the most complicated rune array. There was no telling what it was for.
Above the 'pool', there was a cover made of the same materials. It was connected to the 'pool' by rails and could be closed with minimal strength.
After it was closed, it fit together seamlessly, forming an airtight whole.
Around the crystal pool, there were many giant urns. Some of them were directly connected to the crystal pool, and some were connected to the crystal pool with soft tubes.
After such a long time, the soft tubes made of the intestines and stomachs of demon beasts had all decayed.
At first glance, the crystal pool was empty. This crystal pool looked a bit like the biochemical incubator commonly used by the Demon Clan. However, it was empty inside, except for the crystal clear liquid. There was nothing. Not just the body of Chaos, there was not even a single bone.
"This is really weird. All the evidence suggests that this is the place where Chaos was buried. Why is there not the slightest body to be found? "
Swirl frowned. "If there are no bodies, where is the 'thing' that Elder wants?"
Right then, under the illumination of one of the searchlights, Swirl keenly discovered that something that looked like agate seemed to be flashing inside the liquid inside the crystal pool!
"What's that?"
Swirl thought of something and stepped forward. She leaned close to the edge of the crystal pool and observed carefully.
Right then, a miserable scream echoed behind Swirl. One of the captives of the Blade of Chaos seemed to have been possessed by a devil. His limbs were twisted unnaturally, and he jumped to his feet abruptly!
…
Outside of the bronze gate, Despot had been pacing back and forth anxiously for quite a few hours.
"Don't be hasty, Despot. I asked Swirl to send a liaison back to this place every ten minutes. Everything was fine until at least ten minutes ago. "
Elder Nether Spring, on the other hand, was as calm as before. He was even in the mood to make a pot of tea and discuss with Chu Zhengqing, the specialist in the studies of Chaos.
Right then … A weird shriek suddenly echoed from deep below the ground!
The shriek made everyone's face change color greatly. Despot could not wait to jump into the shaft.
"Wait!"
Elder Nether Spring shouted. "Don't go in recklessly without knowing the situation!"
Very soon … The shriek was clearer and clearer, and it was more and more disordered. It sounded like the gibberish of a lunatic who had been scared out of his wits.
A shadow gradually popped up from the depths of the shaft.
The horns on Despot's head were wreathed in dazzling electric arcs again, which were spreading down along the walls of the shaft.
More than ten searchlights were set up on the ceiling of the shaft, too, shooting the dazzling light straight down and hitting a bloody shadow!
"It's a captive!"
Despot gnashed his teeth, his face hideous.
The protective suit on the captive's body had been ripped apart. Even his body was bleeding. His entire left arm had been ripped off. There was no telling what had supported him to escape to the surface!
It was as if he was being chased by an incomparably ferocious nightmarish beast. He quickly fled along the walls of the well. Not long after, he rushed out of the ground under the cover of the bloody light. With a "plop" sound, he fell to the ground, splashing blood everywhere!
"Disinfect! Quarantine! "
Elder Nether Spring retreated quickly.
Pu! Pu! Pu!
Pu! Pu! Green bubbles of disinfectants and stabilizers enshrouded the captive of the Blade of Chaos whose arm had been cut off. Inside the bubbles, the captive was still screaming in desperation.
"Dead! All dead! They're all dead! "
Despot was more than anxious. He stepped forward and bellowed, "What happened down there? Speak now!"
"No. Don't come any closer!"
The captive of the Blade of Chaos was truly scared out of his wits. He did not even recognize Despot or Elder Nether Spring. He wriggled on the ground with bubbles all over his body and fled to the outside crazily, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.
"Elder, it seems that the situation down there is really not good. Let me lead the team down there and check it out!"
Despot's eyes were bloodshot, and he breathed heavily.
"Wait. Something is not right."
Elder Nether Spring, on the other hand, smelled something weird. He narrowed his eyes and mumbled.
Right then, the few communication bugs hovering above the shaft suddenly vibrated their wings crazily and uttered earsplitting shrieks from the depths of the shaft.
"Don't trust him!"
Today is the Qingming Festival. I visited the tombs in the morning. Therefore, I am late to update. Thankfully, the first three chapters are finally here.
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