Chapter 213: Quest (Part 1)

The lights have gone out.
Begdor blinked to adjust his witchcraft-adjusted line of sight, advancing cautiously.
The channel extends underground, with the central drainage channel all the way down, at least five kilometers, with its branches connected to smaller sides, each leading to another brand new road.
"Did you find anything?"
Oliver's voice echoed in everyone's heart.
"There are no signs of life here."
"not yet."
Patrick added another sentence, and everyone moved on.
He, Oliver, Patrick, Samuel, Hasan, a team of five, slowly walked down the central drain, everyone could hear the faint sound outside, and the other teams did a good job, many 'S attention attracted the past, but they only had a short time to act.
Pegdor activated the True Vision gem in his hand and saw with ease that the rune at the target location was blinking.
"The third room on the right."
He said softly, pointing to a side 30 meters ahead.
The two members of the squad first came to the side entrance, hidden in the shadows, watching inward, ready to solve any obstacles.
After confirming that there was no problem, they gave a gesture to the other three, and the people walked into a brand-new channel.
Samuel at the front of the team proceeded cautiously. Suddenly, he heard a faint hiss, like static noise.
He stopped and turned to ask:
"Have you heard?"
Oliver looked at him.
"What do you hear?"
"It's nothing."
Samuel shook his head and moved on.
"Maybe I'm too nervous."
After walking for less than ten minutes, they reached the end of the drain. This one had a gate, which was locked and latched, just like the cell.
"lean back."
Hassan said that he took a drop-shaped glassware from his belt, which was filled with green strong acid and ancient alchemy products.
At the moment he just splashed strong acid on the gate, he heard a dull sound, and then felt the stale air move quickly, so he turned sharply and pulled out the pistol around his waist.
"What"
He spoke, and a huge force knocked him against the mossy wall.
"Enemies!"
Oliver yelled, firing with a quaint pistol, and a burst of cold bullets smashed down the wall, crashing on the ground with a jingle.
More people joined him and opened fire in the dark, a burst of gunfire erupted in a small space for a while.
"Stop the fire!"
Pegdor shouted.
The last echo of the shooting fell silent, the drain was submerged into darkness again, and a plume of smoke rose from the ravaged ground.
Oliver quickly put a new bullet into his pistol and was ready to pull out the broad sword behind him.
"What it is?"
Hasan uttered a cursing tremble.
"do not know……"
Patrick muttered in a low voice.
"...I haven't been able to see clearly."
Peggy glanced at Hassan who was standing up from the ground. Something cut his left shoulder neatly. His robe was thick with blood and thick and dark.
His mind is running at high speed, thinking about what can be brought so close, without leaving any trace on his perception.
So he chose to close his eyes, a move that puzzled everyone who was wounding Hasan.
"what are you doing?"
Oliver first asked, his voice sounded a little nervous.
Pei Gedo didn't respond immediately. He felt the hot, dusty air flushing his face, and after stripping off the sight from his body, everything in his spiritual horizon was black.
He still saw no signs of what had just attacked them.
Until his mental entity caught some kind of blocking hiss.
"When everything else is useless..."
Peggy opened his eyes slowly, reached for a low-intensity flare from his pocket, and ignited it.
"... Just use the eyes of your soul."
He threw the flare towards the long corridor, listening to it bounce off the wall.
It was burning vigorously, casting a dark red light around, and in the short lighting time, everyone saw something black bowed on the ground ten meters away, pressing firmly against the wall .
That's a humanoid thing.
As soon as the fire went out, the figure jumped from the wall and rushed towards them.
"Fire now!"
The enemy jumped towards them and flew at a weird speed in the firelight. The bullet hit it. Oliver's fireball also hit him, but it burned and continued on.
"Samuel!"
Peigo shouted, turning his back, his pistol was already empty.
The enemy was staring at him, and at that moment, the long lizard-like face was illuminated by fire, and Pegdor saw four pairs of bluish eyes, and his pupils were dilated by fighting stimulants.
The blade roared, and at the moment the claws were about to penetrate Peggy's chest, he first stabbed into the strange face.
An unclean scream, an animal cry, with a dying struggle, filled the drain.
Peggy fell to his knees, breathing heavily, and the others rushed to him. They stared closely at the twisted corpse of the enemy, and then looked at Oliver.
The opponent coughed and pulled out the broad sword.
"what is this?"
Hassan carefully flipped the corpse on the ground. He did not recognize that this is any known creature. It looks like a lizard, but there are no scales on the black skin~EbookFREE.me~ Instead it is slippery like a catfish epidermis.
Muscle tissue feels weird and soft, without the stiffness of a dead body, and not long after dying, it produces a strong rancid smell, like a corpse that has been placed under high temperature for a long time.
The head and skull are also unusually soft, and Hasan considered whether he needed to dissect the creature to see if it had real bones.
A broad sword interrupted his thinking, and Oliver scratched the monster's back, picking out a pale cyan crystal from the pus-like dark brown soft tissue.
"This……"
Everyone's eyes widened, and they couldn't be more familiar with this power.
Pegdo sighed, looking at Oliver with some surprise in his eyes. Although he was aware of it, he was not sure.
"We are about to discover the truth."
He said so, the broad sword held his palm tightly, and walked towards the eroded gate.
"Then hurried out, I have a bad feeling."
The next road was not far. Oliver jumped into the sewage and fell heavily one meter below the broken gate. He stepped into it and raised his gun to scan around, preparing to fire.
As he did so, he heard a bang and Samuel fell beside him, panting.
This room is very small, less than twenty meters square, and the ceiling is very low. The walls are roughly cut from the stone. It looks abandoned and smells like a tomb.
There are many things neatly arranged on both sides of the room, made of cold steel and tied to a freight box on an iron pallet. They are not very large, two meters long, one meter wide and one meter high.
"The signal is here."
Peggy walked to the center of the room and then turned around, his eyes locked on one of the boxes.