"Ugh..." Albert slowly opened his eyes and found himself in darkness.
But there was something soft and warm next to him. The thing was breathing and emitting a special sweet smell.
Women's body fragrance.
"Chanel?" Albert then asked in a low voice: "Are you okay, meow?"
"Uh... uh huh." Chanel also woke up. She hummed a few words before replying: "Not dead yet. Uh... damn, I sprained my leg."
"Where are we?" Albert couldn't help asking curiously. They seemed to be squeezed into a rather narrow space. Now Albert held the elf girl in a movement close to an embrace, and the two held each other tightly.
Next to each other. Tiger then remembered that they had slipped down from a vent-like passage. During the process, Albert subconsciously hugged Chanel in order to prevent the girl from being injured during the fall. However, it backfired.
Chanel seems to have sprained her leg.
"I can tell you where this is, but you can't panic." Chanel said.
"Hmm." The tiger youth hummed. After experiencing all this, Albert felt that no matter what he encountered again, it didn't matter. Even if he was in hell now, it didn't seem to make any difference.
"This is the passage used by those people to dispose of corpses. They have conducted a large number of human experiments in the base, and the dead people were dumped into the underground burial area through this passage. So we are actually...
..."
Albert felt chills running down his spine just after hearing this. He finally understood what the soft and cold touch on his back was. It turned out that it was not the soil in the hole at all, but the dead body.
plastic bag!
He and Chanel fell into the pile of corpses, and were buried by a pile of corpses in this small space.
The current situation could not be more desperate!
"Huh. Meow, I think this is the end." Albert couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I can't help myself, let alone climb out of this pile of corpses and find a way to escape. We will suffocate to death."
How much longer?"
Chanel was silent for a while, then replied: "I don't know. How long were we unconscious?"
Even Albert couldn't answer this question.
The space they were in was originally very small, so small that there was almost no room for movement. It was surrounded by ceilings and walls that seemed to be composed of countless corpses. The corpses that had been buried here for many years did not stink or decompose, but instead
It has become a stable structure, which is also strange.
It stands to reason that they would suffocate to death in less than half an hour in such a small space, regardless of whether they lost consciousness due to the impact of falling (the oxygen consumption of a person in a coma is not much lower than usual, unless he is in a special situation)
hibernation-like state). It stands to reason that they should have suffocated to death when they were in a coma, without even a chance to wake up.
unless......
There is a ventilation channel in this pile of corpses. Or at least a small gap for ventilation.
They were among the piles of corpses deep underground, seemingly surrounded by a series of despair, but at the same time they were also surrounded by a series of miracles.
"I don't understand. Why isn't there a rotting smell in this pile of corpses?" Albert then asked in a low voice.
"So, the corpses are all the product of their human experiments." Chanel replied: "It seems that special high-concentration photons were injected into the human body to conduct some kind of superhuman-strengthened experiment. Many people died because of this, but their
The corpse also contains a large amount of photons, and the photon concentration is so high that it can be embalmed."
"Just like dragon weapons." Albert remembered that various dragon weapons are also made from dragon corpses. Almost every part of the dragon's body contains magic power. The level of magic power will affect the decay of the corpse parts.
The speed. If they are thoroughly embalmed and transformed into dragon weapons, the special weapons made from these dragon corpses can even be preserved forever.
It seems that the same is true for the corpses piled up here. I don’t know when they have been piled up underground, but they never rot. They are piled up in some wonderful form to form this underground sea of corpses. Albert and Chanel
Trapped in this sea of corpses.
"The advantage is that those bastards should have given up on us completely and will not come after us again." Albert then smiled bitterly and said: "The disadvantage is that we have to be trapped here for a lifetime...even if it is not due to lack of oxygen.
If you die, you will definitely die of hunger and thirst."
"That's not necessarily... ugh...!" Chanel tried to turn around, but she failed. She suffered severe pain when her sprained foot moved, forcing her to retreat.
"Since we know that there is air coming from somewhere, that means there must be a way to the outside." She then said: "Even if it's just a small crack, as long as we can squeeze out... we
There is a chance to escape from this underground sea of corpses."
"Impossible." Albert, who was already extremely weak, immediately denied it.
"No...don't...don't give up hope until the last moment, stupid tiger." Chanel said.
"This is the last moment..." Albert murmured in a low voice. He really couldn't think of any way to escape from this absolute desperate situation.
"Even if I can escape, so what..." He muttered at a volume that almost only he could hear.
"In this miserable world, nothing good is waiting for me..."
"Everything sucks..."
"Nothing can be expected..."
"Nothing makes any sense..."
"Now even my body........."
"Listen...stupid tiger..." Ignoring Albert's complaints, Chanel kept breathing in a low voice, her breath getting weaker and weaker: "Don't give up...even if
It's...for me..."
"If you survive...something good will happen..."
She came over, tried her best to hold Albert's face, and kissed him.
"Woo...!" The tiger's face turned red instantly, even though no one could see it in the darkness.
Lips met lips, and that kiss was the longest kiss the tiger man young man had ever experienced in his life.
There was residual warmth on the girl's moist lips. The residual warmth was like a flickering flame in the cold night, warming the shivering tiger man youth. She hugged him tightly, as if she was using her dying power to
Life is cheering Albert up.
She lets him know that even in this rotten world, there are still people who care about him.
"Ugh..." After a passionate kiss, Chanel seemed to be unable to hold on anymore. She loosened her hold on Albert, and her face slipped from the side, just leaning on Albert.
On Bert's chest. She fainted again. Only then did Albert smell a faint smell of blood. Chanel didn't just sprain her leg, she actually broke it when she fell.
She had a serious wound on her leg, which was oozing blood. Due to the continuous blood loss, she fell into shock and was accelerating her death.
"Chanel? Chanel?!" Albert shook the girl nervously, but she had no way to wake up. It would not work if she continued like this, her condition would not survive for an hour. Before she died of thirst and starvation, she would first
Died due to excessive blood loss.
She originally came to save him, but her life was in danger because he failed to protect her.
But before that, he was still complaining and losing hope.
And she actually endured great pain and came to comfort him.
Albert's eyes suddenly became wet.
He has a bold idea.
His body was still in severe pain. Because he had been played with and manipulated, he was dominated by pain from the inside out, and it was extremely uncomfortable to move.
Albert still moved his arms and kicked his legs hard, trying to escape from this absolutely desperate pile of corpses and escape death.
He must get her out of this hellish place. Even if only she escapes.
The muscles were tearing apart crazily, and he felt that his internal organs were bleeding.
The blood is boiling and life is burning.
Despite this, he only moved a tenth of an inch in the sea of corpses.
Countless corpses are piled up, squeezed, and pressed against each other. It is extremely difficult to forcefully push these corpses and find a small gap through which they can get out.
"Woo...! Wu...!!" Albert struggled desperately and strenuously, stubbornly driving his nearly collapsed body to crawl. He was protected in his arms and unconscious.
Chanel herself was bearing the weight of tens of thousands of corpses coming from all directions, squeezing forward bit by bit.
The darkness, the loneliness, the despair, the helplessness. It was like being in the deep sea.
With his mind completely blank, he continued to use brute force stubbornly, hoping to use this brute force to find a way out before his life completely disappeared.
He has no god to pray to, he doesn't need one.
He has been beaten by fate countless times, and it's time to become strong.
Bang!
The arm bone of his left arm was broken due to excessive force. Or maybe it was crushed under the weight of tens of thousands of tons of corpses, he would never know.
"Ugh...!" He endured the pain, but continued to crawl forward and dig. His left hand was broken, but he still had his right hand.
"Xiang... Nair... Xiang... Nair!" He was in a daze and repeatedly murmured the name of the woman in his arms.
Kah! The thigh bone of his right leg, which he used to support himself, was also broken! The pile of corpses above was about to collapse, crushing him and the dark elf girl together, but he forced himself to support himself with the other leg and barely escaped.
After this calamity.
"When all this...is over...let's go...see the sea..." He was breathless and murmured in a vague voice.
He said, as if he was speaking to the comatose girl, and as if he was speaking only to himself: "This time... I want to go on a serious date..."
Snap!!------His spine was broken.
The pile of corpses collapsed from above. The weight was no longer something he could bear, and he was crushed.
Albert and Chanel were buried together in the pile of corpses. He felt the sharp pain of the bones in his body breaking bit by bit, and he could hear the crunching sound of broken bones.
(Ah, this is the end.)
He sighed lowly.
(Sorry, Chanel.)
Just when Albert was about to lose consciousness completely, a white light slowly seeped out from his body.