Zhuo Jie murmured to himself, "I can’t imagine how those primal people still using hieroglyphics managed to build such a magnificent Divine Temple thousands of ters underground. Could it be that those folks shouting about an Inner Earth World aren’t crazy, and our ancestors really ca from the Earth’s core?"
Nobody answered Zhuo Jie’s question, as no one knew the answer, and everyone was imrsed in the shock of the Stone Temple.
He Yun’s voice ca from the side, "We’re about to enter the Divine Temple, everyone be careful, this temple is far more terrifying than it looks."
The interior of the temple was filled with a stagnant Calamity Fog, with poor light penetration. Even with strong lights, visibility was no more than two ters, and those behind could barely see the heels of the companions before them.
If the formation wasn’t tight enough, it would be easy to beco completely separated and lost within the Divine Hall.
Everyone there were seasoned partners, experienced and skilled, and barring any unexpected incidents, the formation wouldn’t break.
But in situations like this, if nothing unexpected happens, an accident is bound to occur.
Soon after entering the temple, screams from a teammate erupted on the communication platform, followed quickly by soone shouting:
"Damn it! There are monsters in the fog!"
"Boss, my shield is broken, fog is coming in, I feel sothing drilling into my body!"
"Stay away from , get out, get out!"
Along with the hysterical screams, the fog was filled with the sound of intensive gunfire.
Hearing screams and gunfire isn’t much of a problem, not hearing screams and gunfire is the real problem.
For instance, from Wu Chang’s perspective, Zhuo Jie had already completely lost track of the other people’s movents and couldn’t get any response through the intercom.
Due to the attack, the team’s formation had long since scattered. In his line of sight, he could only see the thick fog; he could only hear his own footsteps and heartbeat.
"The boss was right, this place is indeed more sinister than imagined."
Click.
Just as Zhuo Jie finished speaking, a crisp breaking sound suddenly rang in his ear.
He looked towards the source of the sound and found that sothing had pierced a hole in his shield, with fog rushing in through the hole.
As he inhaled the Calamity Fog, the surrounding mist began to clear, and he saw black shadows flickering in it.
With the help of the lights, he recognized the shadow in the fog — it was a cha, and from the markings on the cha, it was He Yun’s brother.
Zhuo Jie clicked his tongue and muttered to himself:
"I heard that inhaling the Calamity Fog would manifest your deepest fears into monsters... Sure enough, the thing I fear most is you."
"If it were any other ti, perhaps I’d surrender, but not this ti. The boss needs ; I can’t just die easily, so..."
Zhuo Jie took a deep breath, grabbed the machine cannon from his back, and shouted as he pulled the trigger at the cha ford from the Calamity Fog.
"There’s sothing I’ve kept bottled up for twenty years; today, I must say it! Leader He Yi, please allow to date your sister!"
As one of the strongest in the team, Zhuo Jie had, after a grueling ten-minute battle, taken out four chas piloted by He Yi and forcefully broken free from the influence of the Calamity Fog.
He sat against the wall, gasping for breath, "I must recover quickly, the boss is still waiting for ."
It was then a voice sounded behind him, "I didn’t expect you could break free from the Calamity Fog."
Zhuo Jie turned his head and saw rcury in a suit, standing amidst the fog.
"You bastard, instead of helping the boss, you still have the leisure to make cynical remarks here."
rcury shook his head, took out a short staff entwined with two snakes, and said regretfully, "Why bother? If you had just died quietly in the Calamity Fog, like the others, wouldn’t it have been better?"
Zhuo Jie glanced at the hole in his protective shield. The size and shape matched the pointed tip of rcury’s short staff, and combined with what rcury said, even if he was slow, he sensed sothing was wrong.
He gripped the overheated machine cannon in his hand, coldly asking, "What exactly do you want?"
rcury waved the short staff and said, "I just want to put so pressure on He Yun through your deaths to help her make certain decisions. You know, you guys are quite important to her emotionally; all of you dying here should cause her considerable distress."
"Damn you!" Zhuo Jie was furious and raised his machine cannon to shoot.
But his prolonged use in the Calamity Fog had overheated the cannon’s barrel, and just barely breaking through the Calamity Fog was its limit. Now, trying again, the machine cannon was finally overburdened, its barrel exploding.
Zhuo Jie tossed the machine cannon aside, trying to switch to the large rifle strapped to his leg, but rcury was already standing on his shoulder at so point.
With a wave of the Snake Staff in rcury’s hand, light pierced through Zhuo Jie’s chest.
"Stop with the futile struggle, you and I aren’t even on the sa level of existence."
Zhuo Jie looked at the hole in his chest, puzzled, "Why? I thought we were companions."
rcury shook his head, "If you had died obediently like the others, in your heart, we would always have been companions. However, too much combat power can sotis do more harm than good."
"As for why, even if I explained it to you, you wouldn’t understand. I can only say that the fate of the No.88 Underground Shelter was sealed from the start. Its ultimate fate is beyond your control, so there’s no need to worry about it."
Zhuo Jie coughed up a mouthful of blood, gasping, "I have one last thing to say."
rcury: "Speak."
Zhuo Jie: "Fuck you!"
With the curse, Wu Chang’s vision went black; the vision within the grievance ended here.
As the grievance ended, the Blood-Colored Will belonging to Zhuo Jie appeared before him.
[Help the boss overco past shadows, do not let the boss bla himself for our deaths, and if you encounter rcury, give him a hard punch in the face for !]
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