Chapter 1569 Mysterious black cloak, and it seems unfriendly
The underground part of the base is in terrible condition - it can be said to have been completely reduced to rubble.
This ancient base is different from the ruins we have seen in other places. Although its above-ground part has been eroded by wind and sun, it is better preserved than the underground part. At least we can see most of it intact on the ground.
Although some of the facilities have collapsed, the original appearance of the building can still be seen, but its underground part seems to have been damaged by geological changes and forest expansion, and has become dilapidated.
The once wide and deep passage is now severely deformed. Most of the walls and floors show signs of twisting and cracking. The non-corrosive building materials do not look strong enough. We can even see thick plant roots emerging from the cracked corridor walls.
Come in.
However, we can't complain that it is not strong enough. After all, this is not an all-powerful extraordinary metal made by the Empire. It is actually a miracle that this base can still stand after tens of thousands of years. At least we can still see its general appearance.
The Sandora ball emits brilliant golden light and floats in mid-air. At this moment, it has completely transformed into a light bulb. However, after all, the spiritual spark is not specifically used for lighting, so I also pulled Alaya out to help illuminate it, so
A large area around me is as bright as day, and Alaya's holy power has its own air purification and constant temperature effects, making this gloomy, cramped and dark underground passage seem to be a pleasant environment. The three of us walked along a slightly
Continuously advancing on the slope that slopes underground, while observing the surroundings, I speculated what kind of race the builder of this ruins would be. I have been walking for almost ten minutes now, but the tunnel has no meaning at all.
"This underground structure is probably as big as the above-ground structure, maybe even wider," Sandra Ball tried to make herself brighter. She muttered, "This looks like a shelter, but I don't see any shelter.
There should be isolation layers and buffer compartments, and there are no large-scale material warehouses... Gee, why are the underground parts dug so big?"
"Maybe it's a racial habit?" I pulled up Alaya's wings and looked at the wall next to me. After checking the metal stubble, I let go of the angel sister, "Sometimes ordinary races have all kinds of weird habits.
, even killing animals can survive on earth, you have to give more tolerance to mortals. Speaking of which, the air here does not seem to be completely still... there is a slight circulation."
Alaya raised his wings, but then lowered them again: "I didn't flap them."
"In tens of thousands of years, geological changes and plant growth have been enough to block most of the vents. Moreover, the underground part of the base has been completely cut off, and theoretically there is no blowing equipment." Sandora seems to be able to do it as a light ball.
Sensing the flow of air, she released some smaller light particles from her body as she spoke, letting them spread out in the opposite direction of the air flow (that is, directly in front of us), "The air is relatively fresh. It's not the base today.
It only flows in when it is opened, so there should be something further away...an unblocked vent or other entrance or exit."
"Leon must have tried to find other exits after discovering that the main entrance was blocked. He must have also realized that the source of fresh air in the underground passage was fishy." I felt the fresh air and the oncoming breeze getting stronger and stronger.
Obviously, I couldn't help but speculate, "So he was probably walking in this direction. But how could he die on the way... There is fresh air here, and the explosions and radiation on the ground have not spread. There don't seem to be any monsters underground.
How come people died in the recent landslide?"
"God knows... hmm?" Sandora just said a few words, then she suddenly let out a confused hum, and then she suddenly released a stronger mental detection power, and I suddenly became curious: "What did you find?
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"I just felt a 'spiritual intelligence' in the edge zone," Shandora Ball was in a happy mood, floating up and down as she spoke, "I have complex thoughts, tense emotions, and there are actually people living deep underground... The situation has begun to change.
This is interesting. I have set a mental imprint on the opponent. I can control the target at any time, but he seems to be heading somewhere quickly, so let’s continue to find Leon’s whereabouts first and see what he is like later.
What kind of guy would stay underground like this? A caveman?"
I was stunned by Sandora's news. I never expected that I would meet other living people underground. This was obviously not one of the adventurers who set off with Celine. It seemed that there were ancient ruins dozens of meters deep underground.
It's getting more and more interesting.
After continuing to move forward for a few minutes, we finally found the clue we were looking for: blood stains appeared on the ground not far away.
There is a pool of dark blood on the cracked concrete (alien version of concrete) ground that has not completely solidified, and a shocking bloody handprint can be seen on the wall a few meters away. Alaya keeps his light steady and pointed at it.
Ahead, we found an intermittent trail of blood spreading forward to the end of the line of sight: this underground passage finally came to an end. There was a T-junction about ten meters ahead, and the blood trail continued to the turning point ahead.
I didn't run directly along the bloodstains, but noticed some marks around me: there were many obviously "fresh" deep cuts on the walls and the ground, which looked like they had been cut by some heavy sword.
Some smaller but deep oval-shaped indentations can also be seen around the blood stains. Obvious signs of melting can also be seen around these oval-shaped indentations, which is reminiscent of some kind of high-temperature shooting weapon.
"The traces of battle, it seems that someone was attacked by a firearm," Alaya, as a natural idiot, could hardly express an opinion, but the opinion itself was quite reliable. She bent down and gently touched the blood stains and dents, using a special method.
Looking back on what happened here, "anger and panic were mixed together. This was a sudden attack, but the victim recognized the identity of the attacker and became furious because of this identity."
Alaya stood up as he spoke, and a little blood stain on his finger was ignited by the holy light. Leon's blood quietly burned into a small ball of golden-red flame. At the same time, the blood stain on the ground began to emit the same sound.
Mysterious light. In the shining of sacred flames, an uncertain phantom appeared in the air: a tall man as strong as a bull waving a giant sword seemed to be fighting someone, but his enemy was shrouded in darkness. This black shadow
Because he was out of the scope of the Holy Light's retracement, he could not reveal his true form. The battle between Leon and the attacker did not last long, because the enemy was not only powerful in melee combat, but also had some kind of powerful long-range weapon. Pulling on both sides
After getting away, Leon was quickly hit by some kind of white light. He fell to the ground in pain, and the attacker walked away.
The holy light was still burning, reflecting the bizarre memory of time and space. Leon's phantom rested on the ground for a while before getting up again and walking forward with difficulty holding on to the wall. We followed immediately and turned left at the T-intersection ahead.
After going around two more turns, I saw this phantom disappearing as the holy light was extinguished. Leon's body fell under the corner not far away, without any breath.
I walked over and muttered: "Speaking of which, he held on long enough. Maybe he wanted to catch up with his enemy? But this made him die faster. Originally, he should have been able to hold on until we arrived."
Alaya was a little regretful: "The scope of the Holy Light's retrieval was a bit small, and I couldn't see clearly who the prisoner was, but he was probably the person His Majesty Sandora sensed just now?"
"Maybe," I said without comment. Anyway, Sandora's mark cannot be detected or eliminated by mortals. I am not worried about the other party running away. It is better to check the condition of a certain muscle demon first. I stepped forward and turned it over.
Looking at Leon's body, he soon discovered that the fatal injury suffered by the opponent was a large hole at the junction of the chest and abdomen. Something similar to a scorching ray had penetrated his body, but the high temperature also caused the internal organs to tighten and produce wounds.
The temporary analgesic effect allowed him to persist all the way and chase him so far. "We have to send him to the spaceship first. His soul is probably not dissipated, and his brain activity is still there. He is not completely dead, so there will be no problem in resurrecting him."
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"These two couples can probably wake up at the same time, so we don't have to explain it to each of them," Sandora said while opening the portal to the Imperial Admiral, "Alaya, please
He sent it to the spaceship, and Arjun and I went to see who was hiding in this ten-thousand-year-old ruins. The guy is still running out and has almost left the ruins."
The angel sister left with Leon's body. Sandora and I quickly chased in the direction pointed by the spiritual mark.
The power of the Soul Reaver (in fact, most psychic assault soldiers with a little bit of experience can do it) is definitely the most bizarre and terrifying of all abilities. It is intangible, insubstantial, and impossible to resist. For most mortal creatures, they are not even aware of themselves.
It is very difficult to die no matter what. The soul-reaper can even avoid contact with the target. It only needs to know the existence of the target to leave a spiritual mark, and this marking process is completely irresistible.
The suspicious target scanned by Shandora was in the underground ruins, and he was moving in a panic and full of nervousness (sensored by Shandora), so it was very likely that he was the suspect who killed Leon. He was dealing with a person in such a strange place.
The adventurer, who is regarded as a "heroic profession" by mainstream society, killed him. The other party aroused Shandora and I's full interest, and what's even more interesting is...this underground ruins seems to have been excavated by someone a long time ago.
Now! We have left the original structure of the ruins and are now walking in a brand new tunnel.
The wall we just crossed showed signs of being violently damaged. It was originally an alloy wall at the end of the underground passage, but it looked like a big hole had been forcibly melted out by something like a high-temperature welding gun, so that the ruins could be melted.
The underground passage network is connected to the tunnels outside. Now we are walking in a place like a mine tunnel supported by metal and log frames, with thick earth and heavy rocks on the four walls. I released my mental power to determine my current position. I was surprised to find
This place is already deep in the forest, far away from the base where the "Ancient Tower" is located.
"Oh, he seems to be a guy with a keen sixth sense. The target has stopped." Sandora's tone of voice rose, and she gently floated forward to indicate a corner a hundred meters ahead.
I immediately picked up Shandora and ran forward with all my strength. It felt like I was holding a big miner's lamp (actually, I also used it this way). The distance of more than a hundred meters was reached in an instant, and I turned around and passed the wooden beams and thick tunnels.
After the fork in the mine road made of metal piles, a short, fat black figure appeared in front of him. Just as Sandora said, the other party had no intention of evading: he already knew that he was being followed, and this narrow mine
There was no room in Daoli for him to ambush or get rid of his pursuers.
Well, it's normal for us to be discovered. After all, Sandora and I didn't hide our movements.
I quickly took a look at the short guy in front of me. He was wearing a black robe that completely covered his head and face, so that I couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman or his race. But based on his figure, I hoped he was a man. If a girl is taller,
This figure is a tragedy for both the audience and the person involved. After the meeting, the other party was also observing us calmly...especially focusing on Sandora. I guess it is because I have never seen such a strange thing on this planet.
lighting tools.
The short and fat figure had not yet revealed his friend or foe, so I raised my hand to see if I could communicate with him: "So... hello."
"You're following me," the other party suddenly said. His eyes didn't stay on Sandora Ball for long, and finally focused entirely on me. His voice sounded like an old man with some tracheal disease, hoarse and low, "You are
Who?"
He used "you" instead of "you". This is really a sad story for Sandora: Who would have thought that this golden ball of light would be a beautiful girl if no one reminded her?
"I still want to ask you." Even though I knew the other party was suspicious, I still pretended to be a passerby who didn't know the truth. "I'm a passing adventurer - I came with a group, and the others are on top."
I deliberately mentioned the words "risk" just to see how the "criminal suspect" would react after hearing these words. As a result, the other party's reaction was more decisive than expected. He saw exactly what I said when I finished my words.
In an instant (for most people, this is an easy moment to relax), he suddenly jumped far away and quickly pulled out a strange-looking short gun from under his black robe!
"Puff, puff, puff", there were three weird muffled sounds, which didn't sound like the sound of ordinary firearms firing. Then I saw three balls of hot white light shooting out of the barrel and flying towards my chest.
At the same time, the other party shouted loudly: "Die! You ignorant idiot! Come with your Holy See... eh?"
The other party's angry shouts stopped abruptly, because he saw with his own eyes that two of the three scorching flames that were enough to melt through the steel plate disappeared out of thin air. The last one was swallowed by the "weird golden ball of light".
"It seems that your attacks are not very effective." I shrugged at the other party.
The suspicious man in the cloak once again showed his decisiveness: he was just stunned for a moment before he realized that he had encountered something strange that he couldn't deal with, so he threw the weapon in his hand towards my face, turned around and ran away!
I just used my personal space to put away this strange weapon without looking at it (perhaps I could give it to the spacecraft host to figure out some tricks). However, just as I was about to pursue him, I was suddenly stopped by Sandora.
: "Don't chase me yet!"
I glanced at Sandra Ball in confusion, and the latter's tone had a sense of "pleasure" that made me go crazy: "I've been lurking in his spiritual world, let's see where this guy will go next."
This place is more effective than being tortured, brainwashed and interrogated after being captured. By the way, do you want to see the hunting method of the Soul Reaver? I will share my spiritual vision with you."
I was stunned for a moment, and then just nodded, I felt myself sinking into another "perspective". A...perspective of a predator.
Soul Reaver, a deadly executioner who walks between reality and illusion (although this word seems very ungraceful when used on Sandora, I have to say that it matches well), the soul and thoughts are the real battlefield of the Soul Reaver
, many creatures can have powerful bodies and weapons. But the vast majority of creatures cannot arm their hearts - for the Soul Reaver, the so-called "firm will" and "brave and fearless" effects are quite limited, because you
The "will" you use to arm your brain will eventually become the soul-stealer's weapon. Your courage born from your own heart cannot resist the betrayal of your own heart.
In front of the Soul Reaver, your soul will take the initiative to put down its defenses without even being aware of it, and welcome hell happily.
The fleeing man in black tried his best to stay away from the fork in the road in an inexplicable fear. Although the enemy did not seem to be chasing him, the feeling of being chased and the terrible palpitations of being targeted by a predator still lingered.
Go, this unreasonable psychological effect made him run away as hard as possible, the further away, the better, and... the sooner he could rendezvous with "others", the better.
He is a strong guy, and has undergone rigorous training. Living in danger all year round has given him outstanding escape skills, so it didn't take long for him to run quite far along the criss-crossing underground mine tunnels.
place, and it seems that some "thing" has been thrown away.
He looked behind him in horror, but saw nothing. The previous feeling seemed to be just a psychological effect.
The man in black tightened his hood and cursed in a low voice to increase his sense of security. Then he turned around and came to the end of the mine tunnel. Here was a shaft leading to the ground: after running away for a long time
After that, he was completely far away from the previous ruins.
He climbed out from the shaft exit quite awkwardly. There was still a forest area outside, but it was definitely far away from the range that the adventurers could search. "Those underground mine tunnels must be collapsed as soon as possible... No, it has been discovered, or..."
Move as quickly as possible." The man in black muttered, running in a certain direction with light and quick steps. This flexible posture was completely inconsistent with his body shape.
After running for a long time, most people...even elves who are quite familiar with the forest would probably lose their way if they traveled in a place like this for a long time, but the man in black was not at all confused by the identical tree walls everywhere in front of him.
We have almost arrived at our destination: a rocky platform beside a stream in the forest. The platform is tens of meters high and covered with moss. It looks normal.
However, the man in black found a few pebbles embedded in the stone wall on one side of the platform. He twisted the pebbles hard, and a piece of "moss" on the stone wall suddenly flickered and disappeared, revealing a silvery metal door.