The situation suddenly changed.
The sudden turn of events stunned Sir Youlong and Fei Yuhan. The traditional martialists, on the other hand, immediately turned around and worked together to stop the Fallen Evils.
"Let's go! Find a way out!" a middle-aged man said anxiously. "We can't be surrounded!"
The other two containers were also in an uproar. Sounds of collisions could be heard coming from inside, and the iron sheet was bulging. It was obvious that the lock could not hold them for long.
If there were dozens of Fallen Evils in these two containers, they would not be able to escape, let alone kill them.
The most important thing now was to avoid being attacked from the front and the back.
Fei Yuhan reacted quickly. She turned around and dashed toward the factory gate. As long as they could rush into an open area, they could split up and retreat.
This was undoubtedly the best way to break out of the encirclement.
Roland still chose to stay at the back, but compared to his relaxed attitude at the beginning, he was now fully focused on dealing with the new Fallen Evils that were pouncing on him like zombies. Even if the Fallen Evils could not fight as well as they should, they would still be injured if they were bitten.
"This is Team One. We're in danger. The number of Fallen Evils far exceeds our expectations. Please help!" the captain shouted while fighting back.
In just a few seconds, two more Fallen Evils had pounced on them. The white light protecting them flashed twice before they were torn apart by the Fallen Evils.
Seeing the blood and flesh of his companions, Mr. Youlong slowed down. Even a layman like Roland noticed that his fists and feet were not as agile as before, and there was a gap in his switching between attack and defense. After knocking down several Fallen Evils, a scratch appeared on his body for the first time.
"Boom —!"
The container gate finally could not bear the pressure and was smashed open by the frenzied Fallen Evils.
However, there were not as many Fallen Evils as he had expected.
Roland raised his eyebrows slightly. There were a dozen dead Fallen Evils tied to the steel pipes. Although they had completed their transformation, they did not break free from the ropes binding them. The large holes in their bodies were still dripping with blood, as if they had been pierced by something the moment they were infected.
Looking at the corpses that were lined up in a row, he could clearly see the extra holes on the walls.
Well done, he couldn't help but praise in his heart.
There was no doubt that it was Phyllis who did it. He could even imagine that Phyllis, under the cover of Dawnen, had quietly moved to the back of the box and inserted the Blade Claw into the box as soon as she realized something was wrong.
"What … what's going on?" The enemy leader said angrily, "You damned thieves, what have you done to my child!"
The group of people naturally had no time to pay attention to it. Although they were just as confused as it was, this was not the time to care about it. Without the pressure of fighting ten enemies at once, the possibility of carving out a path of survival was much higher. For a time, the morale of the team was reinvigorated.
"Forget it." It stomped its feet. "My plan will not be hindered by such a small interlude. You will all die here!"
After saying that, it took out a box that looked like a remote control from its pocket and pressed the button on it.
Following a few loud sounds, the four corners of the factory instantly exploded, and the entire ground cracked into several pieces, collapsing downwards! The burning torches were also scattered by the airflow, and the surrounding vision suddenly became pitch-black.
"Damn it!" Roland could not help cursing. "This thing actually buried explosives under the floor?" Although he had a strange power, he could not fly like Lightning!
"Your Majesty!" At this critical moment, a slender hand reached out and grabbed him.
After swaying for a while, he felt himself being held tightly. After a series of bumps, he finally landed on a piece of flat ground.
"Ahem... Ling?" He asked in a low voice as he fanned the choking dust in front of him.
"It's me. Are you okay?" The latter immediately responded. "Fortunately, the explosion just now made the fire disappear, so I had a chance to catch you."
As expected, after the torches were blown away, the dark covered factory became Ling's domain. When she moved in the shadows, she could almost achieve the same effect as Nightingale's Mist Walk.
"I'm fine. Are the other witches okay?"
"Don't worry. With Phyllis here, this level of collapse won't hurt Dawnen. Faldi stayed outside the factory to monitor the situation. She didn't come in. "
"That's good." Roland pulled down the night vision goggles on top of his head again and looked around.
"Your Majesty, this thing that looks like a Multi-Eyed Demon is..." Ling asked curiously.
"It's a low-light night vision goggles that allow ordinary people to see clearly at night," Roland explained. "So even if you're in a pitch-black place, you have to be careful not to be seen by others."
"It's... Gurgle..." Ling dived into the shadows, leaving only half of her head exposed. A few bubbles came out of her nose as if it were real water.
With the help of the faint moonlight, Roland quickly identified the current situation.
The collapse had scattered everyone. The scene was filled with scattered concrete slabs, so he could not locate his teammates for a while. However, considering that martialists could use the Force of Nature to resist conventional injuries, this level of collapse would not kill them. The enemy should also know this. Since they had set up such a trap, they definitely did not just want to trap them here. As long as they could buy some time, the backup of the second team would arrive, and then the sacrifice plan of the leader of the Fallen Evils would be ruined.
The most suspicious point was the pit.
When C02 explained the route, he did not mention that there was a basement under the assembly site. Based on the map, the factory should have been built on flat ground.
Judging from the different depths of the mud walls, this was obviously not part of the design plan.
In other words, the enemy had deliberately dug out the underground of the factory and installed explosives that could collapse the floor.
Why?
Roland noticed that the sides of the pit were flat, but the center of the pit suddenly sank, like a huge whirlpool. Most of the Fallen Evils' corpses slid into the center of the whirlpool and piled up.
"Is this also part of the sacrifice ceremony?"
Roland's doubt did not last long. The leader of the Fallen Evils appeared in his sight again. Under the command of the "butler", the surviving Fallen Evils did not search for the hiding place of the martialists. Instead, they jumped into the center of the pit one by one with the core cyclones and the corpses of their comrades that had not fallen into the pit. Not only that, they also did not let go of the broken corpses of the martialists. In the blink of an eye, the pit, which was not very big, seemed to be filled up.
Roland's heart skipped a beat. The warm current in his body suddenly became active as if it was summoned by something.
"God … please accept my last offering!" The butler spread his hands and fell into the pit.
All the cores burst into a dazzling light almost at the same time!
Roland pulled off the night vision goggles and stared at the center of the pit dumbfoundedly. He saw the scarlet core cyclone slowly rising, gradually condensing into a ball, and then spreading out in all directions, forming an irregular "erosion"!
Then, something came out of the erosion and quickly merged into a whole body. It looked like a human with a head and hands, but it was just an outline. Inside the outline, there was nothing but darkness. Countless stars swirled in it, like the deep universe.
As the humanoid shadow appeared, scarlet blood flowed from its body and quickly spread to the whole pit, turning the dark underground into a distorted space of red and black.
The bug on Faldi's shoulder also began to make noises, indicating that Faldi had sensed danger.
This was not the first time that Roland had seen such a scene. When he was robbing Fallen Evils, he had encountered a similar pure magic creature. However, this one was much larger than the last one. Just its erect upper body alone was as tall as a two-or three-story building!
It turned out that this was the enemy's real purpose! The so-called sacrifice was not just a gimmick, but an attempt to artificially create erosion so that monsters that did not belong to the Dream World would come!
But he did not understand. If a large number of infected core cyclones could achieve erosion, why did they wait until now and lure the Martialist Association to intervene?
However, the enemy soon gave him an answer.
A dozen black tentacles suddenly sprang out of the scarlet blood-soaked ground, grabbed a martialist hiding under a concrete slab, and brought him to the magic creature.
"Mon, monster …" The martialist gathered all his strength and tried to break the tentacles, but all his struggles were in vain.
"You stole things that don't belong to you and tried to keep them. Now it's time to return them to their owners." The magic creature grabbed the martialist and threw him into the erosion. "I will correct this mistake and return Order to the right track. Accept your fate and return to the origin!"
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