Chapter 130: 128 Escape!

128 Escape!

Li Nuowei and Drake turned back and ran for their lives, but Drake, having just broken free from the Jiaoren Disease, seemed somewhat unable to keep up; Drake's mind could not focus sufficiently, and his limited strength had been mostly depleted after that desperate leap just moments ago.

Li Nuowei pulled Drake as they rushed into the hidden passage, their footsteps stumbling.

The Green Light Gem Drake held in his hand was actually having an effect on him as well; the treasures he had touched, which carried the Curse of the God of Anhai, had already begun to erode his body. In other words, from the moment he had closely touched the treasures in that stone chamber, he had also contracted an "acute" case of the Jiaoren Disease, and the energy of the Green Light Gem was naturally both healing and harming him.

At this moment, Li Nuowei could empathize with the pain Drake had just felt.

Mud Swamp pursued the two of them relentlessly, the wails of ten thousand ghosts emanating from her body; she crashed through the narrow passage like a rushing flood, wanting to devour the two before her and turn them into nourishment for her body.

Because Drake had obstructed Mud Swamp earlier, the wall at the end of the hidden passage had already been smashed open by Li Nuowei. This time, neither of them needed to waste effort breaking the wall; they leaped down directly, jumping into the stone chamber filled with gold and silver treasures, landing in a countless "forest" of Gold Treasure.

For Mud Swamp, the mountains of treasure piled up in the stone chamber were deadly poison. Mud Swamp's pursuit stopped at the end of the hidden passage, and she vented her depressed and angry mood through the roars of the countless vengeful spirits on her body.

Drake and Li Nuowei tumbled into the "mountain of gold," and the treasures on the pile gradually calmed down after a bout of turbulence.

After a moment of silence, the hand holding the Green Light Gem broke through the burial of treasures, and the two scarred men pulled at each other, crawling out from the pile of treasures that had buried their bodies.

Li Nuowei felt an itch on his chest and scratched it casually; a large patch of sharp Scale scraped his hand, and at the same time, blue-black scales were falling off his chest.

The shedding of the scales caused wounds to appear, and bright red blood quickly stained his clothes.

His chest burned with a stinging, constant pain, but Li Nuowei did not care; this bit of pain was nothing to him anymore. He simply took off his upper garment to prevent the wounds from sticking to his clothes due to the blood.

"Are you really okay like this?" Drake saw Li Nuowei's upper body was a bloody mess, and he felt the pain just looking at it.

"It's fine." Li Nuowei shook his arm, "Let's go quickly."

As he spoke, as if he had known all along, he rummaged blindly on the ground and picked up a Silver Steel Treasure Sword inlaid with colorful gems. It showed no signs of being eroded by time, which was incredible. It was about four feet long in total and a bit heavy, but it counted as a weapon, and furthermore, it was one of the treasures cursed by the God of Anhai, so it could perhaps be seen as a kind of "enchantment."

Drake was stunned at this sight and followed suit, rummaging through the pile of treasures before him, but he found that weapons and equipment were pitifully scarce. The only thing he finally found that could be used for combat was a small dagger with a total length of at most twenty centimeters.

"Better than nothing," Li Nuowei comforted him, "and don't look down on it, you still haven't..."

"Huh?" Drake keenly realized what Li Nuowei wanted to say and couldn't help but glare at him, his tone unfriendly, "What the hell are you trying to say?"

Drake felt a bit depressed in his heart; how could Li Nuowei still be in the mood to say such things, and why did he know about it?

A strange smile squeezed onto Li Nuowei's pale face, "Hehehe, let's go, I know there is another way out of here."

Dragging the sword, he walked in front, leading Drake into a hole in a corner of the stone chamber; they were going to climb back to the spiral staircase from this hole.

In the darkness, gunfire continued, the light of explosions flashing one after another within the dark Underground Air Raid Shelter, and the booming sounds echoed continuously between the empty spaces, sounding like thunder.

Yu Lianyun ran through the underground void holding a pistol. With the help of a Night Vision Device, she was able to see those fish-man creatures sneaking and moving quickly in the dark. Their posture as they ran was exaggerated and perverse, and their baring fangs and brandishing claws were chilling. She could only try her best not to collide with them head-on and go around them.

But the number of fish-men was too great, so many that she could not avoid the fight and had to engage them to open a gap for an exit while running away.

Yu Lianyun ran with some regret and helplessness; she had underestimated the size of this Underground Air Raid Shelter. She did not know how long she had been running, but she had yet to see the boundary on the other side of the space or any exit she could escape through.

"Huh?" Just as her stamina was failing, she finally found a strange building in the Underground Air Raid Shelter during her long, drawn-out chase with the fish-men. It was a room specially constructed, and the entrance to the room had an iron door, but it was currently tightly shut.

Having finally found a place where she might be able to hide and rest for a while, Yu Lianyun rushed over without hesitation. She first tried to kick the door open, but the result was only that her sole went numb, while the door only dented inward, opening a tiny crack.

"Damn it, who propped a steel pipe inside?" Yu Lianyun was shocked and angry, and soon her beautiful eyebrows raised as she thought, "Could it be Drake and that guy named Li Nuowei? Did these two idiots never think I would find this place?"

Hiss-cough... Hiss-cough...

The cries of the fish-men drifted clearly from afar again. Yu Lianyun knew she didn't have much time left. She gritted her teeth and looked at the Avatar of Blessing beside her: "Yao Zhenzhen, do me a favor and open the door."

Yao Zhenzhen could not make any sound, its lifeless eyes staring at her, and then its hair suddenly shot out. The end that shot out was as sharp as a slender spear tip, and without further ado, it pierced the tender skin of Yu Lianyun's neck.

Yu Lianyun was startled and retreated in a panic, clutching her neck, only feeling a bone-chilling cold emanating from the spot where she was pierced. "What did you do?"

This was the first time she had been treated like this in the years she had been with the Avatar of Blessing. Of course, this was also the first time she had actively sought their help, but she hadn't expected that the result of actively seeking help would be to suffer an "attack."

Uh—

Yao Zhenzhen did not speak; her flowing hair swung like a pendulum toward the iron door at her side, and the steel pipe jammed against the handle on the inside of the iron door was cut in two from its deformed middle, causing the iron door to open.

Yu Lianyun, not feeling any other discomfort for the time being, didn't pay it much mind. She pushed the door open and walked into the room, then found a long stick-like object to jam the door, wedging the handle. The fish-men outside slammed against the door frantically, but they could not immediately push open the sturdy and heavy iron door.

"How was this Air Raid Shelter designed, and why is there a house here?" Yu Lianyun felt slightly relieved, and she looked at the surrounding environment, feeling puzzled.

She explored the house for a while and soon discovered another secret passage leading underground. At the entrance of the secret passage were two pairs of shoe prints that hadn't evaporated yet and were still stained with water.

"So it's right here, isn't it?" Yu Lianyun guessed that Drake and Li Nuowei were down below at this moment, and the terrifying truth buried by history was also at the end of this deep and gloomy place.