All sorts of strange sounds ca from the darkness. The sound of rubble falling, the sound of teeth grinding, the sound of weapons rubbing, and the faint sound of drums knocking. These voices mixed together and gradually ford a sense of pressure in the darkness. Alan and Bai seed to be surrounded by an invisible army. Alan was fine. Scales had already begun to appear on the surface of his white skin. The youth was about to rush out, but when he pressed Alan on his shoulder, the youth was unable to move.
Bai looked at Alan and the latter smiled, "The host is unwilling to co out. This is not the way to treat guests."
He stabbed Red King into the fire and raised his saber, causing flaming broken wood to splash everywhere. They landed on stone paths, stairs, high platforms, the roofs of abandoned houses, and so on. As a result, there was a little bit more fla in the darkness, and the color of the fla sharply increased. Suddenly, pillars of fire shot out. Under the influence of the Sovereign King of Fire, Allen used flas as a dium to activate the Void Heavenly Fla.
The Heavenly Fire engine was boundless, and the heat rose high, dispelling the darkness and cold air nearby, illuminating more than half a block. With the help of the fire, Alan saw many strange figures. These upright street humanoids, half the height of adults, have large, clumsy heads, protruding snuffs, cracked mouths to the roots of their ears, and short, sharp teeth that roll out from under their lips. They were short, thick and short, and looked ridiculous. These underground dwarves ard themselves with simple equipnt, or used the skulls of certain wild beasts as helts, or used bone fragnts as armor. The swords in their hands were made of iron or brass, but their workmanship was very rough. As for wooden bows and arrows, they were even more primitive.
However, they were clearly restrained by sothing, frightened by the flas. This made the dwarves very angry, but they did not charge forward imdiately. In other words, there was a leader between them. If this wasn't the Blood King's Cetery, Allen almost thought that he had seen an indigenous tribe. But if the dwarves in front of him were also relic creatures, then Alan could understand why human adventurers had been unable to clear the eleventh level of the labyrinth.
In addition to the complexity of the labyrinth, tribal lifeforms such as dwarves are one of the biggest hurdles. There was a decisive difference between a tribe and an ordinary herd of beasts. The tribe ant a division of labor and cooperation. Under the leadership of a certain will, all of their experiences would beco a powerful whole. That was not sothing an ordinary adventurer could deal with.
Under the fire, a loud cry sounded from the dwarf, and the dwarf began to get excited. The dwarf in the front row raised his sword in one hand and leaned forward. His remaining arms and two thick feet were used together to run like wild beasts. More dwarves shot short arrows from the darkness, throwing rocks. Even though the tactics were simple, they were tactics. They were cooperating like an army.
"Interesting." Alan said.
A week later, when Ellig returned from the surface barracks, he was inford that the count, who had gone deep into the eleventh cetery, had returned. When Ellig saw the two of them, Alan and Bai were wolfing down a table of food. Several officers beside them had awkward expressions and stood up to salute when they saw Ellig appear. Alan didn't need to raise his head to know that General Lie Shi was here. He grabbed a loaf of bread and waved his hand to greet him.
Ellig didn't feel anything. They only brought supplies for three days, but they stayed inside for a full week. As far as Ellig knew, finding food in the maze of the cetery was harder than ascending to the heavens, so it was normal for him to see the two of them eating ugly. The eleventh floor was not completely untouched by Ellig. In fact, there were adventurers who tried to break into that floor before the cetery riots, but the longest survived there for less than two days.
That troop was already like a small army, ranging from the strong to the disposition of the troops. Even if they were thrown into Sardinia, where there were many rcenaries, they were still a first-rate troop. However, Allen only had two people staying for a week, which was a bit impressive. However, considering Alan's level of strength, it wasn't an exaggeration to be able to stay for so many days. An officer handed over so things. Ellig took them and found so information about the labyrinth.
He smiled first. In order to completely take down the eleventh floor of the maze, Ellig had entered it several tis before. He knew that it was an extrely deep and vast space. Not to ntion the maze, it was also complicated. Just the places he had checked and controlled, there were ladders, empty tunnels, caves subrged in the darkness, stone rooms with tightly shut doors, and so on. Ellig saw the map sketch in the thing the officer handed over. It was already very good for Alan to be able to return in such a complicated place. Ellig did not believe that the map he drew could be of any use.
Previously, there were adventurers who drew similar maps after returning, but there was simply no organization to speak of. But when Ellig looked at it seriously, his gaze beca more and more solemn. He saw that the maps were scrawled, but the lines were straight, powerful, and organized. Allen had actually started his journey to the eleventh floor. He had completely drawn the route he had passed through. In so complicated areas, he had even used several diagrams from different angles to supplent his explanation.
Apart from that, he also listed so buildings or locations that he considered to be of strategic importance, judging from the brief notes contained therein. These places could be used as strongholds for the human army. Ellig could send troops to set up strongholds along Allen's route and build forward bases. Then, they could use this as a basis for further expansion to achieve the ultimate goal of occupying the entire 11-story cetery.
In addition to the map, there was also Allen's dictation and so information about the ruins recorded by the officers. Apart from the underground dwarves that Ellig had encountered and a two-headed giant bat, Allen had provided him with this information. Allen also ntioned the lizard-like, human-like creeper who could appear anywhere in the maze; And a seafloor-like jellyfish that had no limbs and could float in the void; Apart from that, there were also Stone Dragon, Arrow Spider, Devourer, and so on.
There were many relic creatures that Ellig did not know about. As for their nas, they were naturally nad by Allen. Apart from specifying the characteristics of these creatures, it was even more rare for Alan to record information about their attack thods and physical weaknesses. This was extrely helpful for Ellig's advancent to the eleventh floor of the cetery.
After reading the information, Ellig said excitedly, "Lord Alan, the information you brought is of great value. It seems that the decision to let you enter the cetery was the right one."
Alan had already cleaned out all the food on the table. He hiccupped and said, "I'm glad to be of help, but as you can see, we need to replenish our supplies."
"No problem, you can have as many as you want, whatever you want!"
"That's great. I have to bring more things this ti. We have to go further." Alan patted his stomach and stood up. "Oh," he asked, "Is there any news from Iron Spear Ridge?"
"Just two days ago, in front of the Iron Spear Ridge and many other nobles, Mason identified the new Pri Minister of the empire as the murderer of Great Emperor. The mont this news spread, it could be said that the entire country was shaken." Ellig nodded, "Despite Hawson's strong objections and doubts." However, Mason had publicly betrayed the country before, and he had no need to please Julian from a standpoint. Therefore, the credibility of what he said was still very high. Many people now suspect that the throne of Hawson is problematic and ask the Privy Council to re-examine the legitimacy of Hawson's succession to the throne. But now, Shadow Duchy was eyeing him covetously. Although His Highness Julian had the intention to head north, several adults, including Hoey, advised him to stay in the south for the ti being. At least wait for Shadow Duchy to withdraw his troops before settling with Hawson. "
Alan nodded. Now was indeed not the right ti to head north. Moreover, even with Mason's testimony, Hawson had been on the throne for quite so ti and had gathered so strength in his hands. Dealing with him was not as simple as it used to be. Whether it was Hoey or the Boleyn Family, they had to make proper arrangents. Therefore, this matter could not be said to be urgent, nor could it be urgent.
He took out a written letter and handed it to Ellig. "General, please send this letter to Dawn Castle for ."
The letter was addressed to Lucy. Apart from telling Lucy what she was doing at the Blood King's Cetery, the most important thing was not to make the girl worry too much. Ellig didn't ask any further and took the letter and sent soone to handle it.
On this day, after Alan replenished his supplies, he brought Bai into the eleventh floor of the cetery. This ti, he hadn't seen them co back for a full two weeks.
The surface.
The eighteenth region was a rocky area with rolling mountains and forests. It was one of the few sparsely populated districts in the federally controlled area. Especially in the northwest of this region, mountains were piled up, and it was a sparsely populated area. In the mountainous forests, however, there were many unexpected animals. After the Battle of Dawn, there were not many species left in the old era. In the first three hundred years, this mountain area was also exceptionally quiet. It was not until this century that the number of animals gradually increased, but it was far from being a species boom.
However, the environnt was large and there were few species, so the living space of animals was much broader. It also reduces the chances of being hit by natural enemies, greatly increasing the chances of survival, just like this herd of elk. There were no deadly natural enemies within two hundred kiloters of here, so they lived very leisurely in this forest where food could be found everywhere. It was late afternoon, and the poisonous sunlight on the ground had softened considerably after being blocked by layers of forest foliage.
Under the shade of a tree, a few elk were wagging their tails to graze when a male deer with a crown-like horn suddenly raised its head and its pitch-black eyes looked at a low slope in the distance. A strange sound ca from there. A mont later, a black tal object appeared from below the low slope and headed in this direction. For these elk, they did not know what had happened outside the forest, so they did not know that the thing flying over was a flying car.
Moreover, it was a flying vehicle that was specially designed for combat, and the front of the flying vehicle continuously emitted high-energy beams of light. With a casual sweep of these blue beams, the towering trees in the forest snapped. The trees let out moans and fell down. The frightened herds of deer fled the area like they were fleeing for their lives.
"Run faster, little fellows." A man whistled in the car. He looked very young, no more than thirty years old. He wore a sleeveless tight-fitting combat leg and a string of silver rings on his right wrist. His nose, lips and ears were all dressed in rings. He looked like he was being cynical. He drove the flying war chariot and drove the herd of deer, occasionally letting out excited screams.
Finally, the flying car stopped at the foot of a mountain. The man gave a series of orders on the brain screen and opened the car door. He jumped out of the car, stretched, and uneasily kicked a rock away. The stone smashed to the foot of the mountain and shattered. Then, the entire mountain began to buzz and tremble. There was a sound of so kind of chanical operation coming from the mountain. A rock wall facing the man and the flying car suddenly protruded forward and split into two sides, revealing a square exit.
A mont later, a group of soldiers walked out of the exit. They wore black uniforms and had armbands on their right hands. On them were patterns of clouds covering the sun. It was the sign of Light Concealnt Society. The leader of the team bowed to the man and said, "Welco to Doomsday Bunker. Mr. J, Mr. Vincent and Ms. Q have arrived. I'll be waiting for you in the lobby."
Vincent was both a clown and the leader of Light Concealnt Society. J only knew this na, but he didn't know what kind of person Vincent was. He gave the flying car to a soldier to drive away and asked casually, "Where's K."
"Mr. K seems to have been delayed by sothing and can't arrive today."
J whistled, "There are only three mbers left in the six-mber council. This is not a good sign."
The captain didn't dare to interrupt on such a topic, so he could only make a "please" gesture and lead J into the base. Doomsday Bunker was a secret military base located in the eighteen districts. In the old era, this base was built for the purpose of preventing nuclear strikes. Unfortunately, after the construction of the base was completed, it did not receive a nuclear strike, but welcod the invasion of Nelm.
Before the Battle of Dawn, this base had once been used. After the war ended, a new federation was established, and the base was under the control of a general. Just as the Federation and the nobles were working together to build the Babylonian floating island, the base suffered irreparable damage, which, according to the general's report, had been caused by the remnants of the Nelm army that had fallen to the surface at the ti.
Even though the general had wiped out the remnant army afterwards, the Federation had lost this base forever. However, to the Federation at that ti, there were more important tasks to deal with than a surface base. Therefore, the Federation did not even have the ti to send out an investigation team regarding this base, so the matter of the base was not settled. However, the then President of the Federation did not know that the base had indeed been attacked, but it had not been damaged, let alone seriously damaged.
This preserved base beca the Doomsday Castle, the headquarters of the Light Concealnt Society. At that ti, the general in charge of the base was actually one of the mbers of this organization.
Centuries had passed, and the Doomsday Bunker had undergone many maintenance and updates under the control of the Light Concealnt Society, making the base increasingly perfect. In the latest major hardware update, there was an additional Doomsday Cannon. In order to complete this magic energy cannon, the Guang Yin Society had even conducted a number of secret transactions with outsiders. Although this was not the first ti such a transaction had taken place, the amount of materials traded had set a new record.
The opening of a high-level war had actually opened a door for Earth. Through this door, humans were able to trade goods with many alien races and obtain what they needed. Amongst them, trading with outsiders in the Yordon Domain was not a one-day or two-day transaction. However, trading with chaotic races was always a risky thing, but so resources could only be found in the Yordon Domain. For example, the Abyss Crystal that could provide energy for the Doomsday Cannon ca from Agares, at the bottom of the Yordon Domain.
Driven by enormous profits, businessn were willing to take risks, and Light Concealnt Society could do the sa. Using the convenience of the last Star Wars, Light Concealnt Society used many hidden chess pieces to complete the largest and most complex transaction with outsiders.
With the Doomsday Cannon in hand, even if the Federation Squadron attacked, Light Concealnt Society was not afraid at all.
Take the elevator through the heavy armored floor of the bunker and open the door when J starts to get impatient. In front of him was a straight, bright passageway. Both sides were shiny tal, and the passageway looked extrely simple. In fact, J knew how many detection devices and weapon systems there were in this passageway alone.
It was impossible to invade the base without anyone noticing. Over the centuries, under the operation of the leaders of the Light Concealnt Society, this bunker had beco unstoppable.
After the automatic door at the end of the passage opened, J walked into a hall. The hall was filled with lodious music. Silver-white and smooth pillars supported the do. The ground was constantly surging with knots of light. They climbed onto the pillars and spread out from the do. In the middle of the hall, J saw the other two mbers of the six-mber parliant. Vincent and Vina, both clowns and Ms. Q. Vincent was an elegant middle-aged man, his blonde hair combed behind his head, revealing a wide forehead, a pair of flat glasses on his nose, and a smile that seed to hang on the corners of his mouth forever. He wore an iron-straightened suit, tie a collar, and shiny leather shoes. If he hadn't appeared in the Doomsday Castle, he would have been almost assud to be a noble of Babylon.
As for Vina, she wore much more casual clothes, but a tight skirt still outlined her good figure. Especially the spectacular pair of peaks and round buttocks, which did not stimulate J's most primitive desire.
"We finally et." "I've been waiting for this opportunity, for like-minded people like us to co together," Vincent said with open arms. "Unfortunately, it's a bit of a coercion."
J squinted his eyes, "K didn't co?"
"You should know that A is dead." Vina's voice was a little hoarse: "K thought her death wasn't that simple. He insisted on doing a detailed investigation and rejected the rally."
J shrugged his shoulders and said, "What's there to investigate? Isn't Alan the dog who did it?"
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