Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 629: Underground World

The goose-feathered snow fell into a palm wearing a black leather cover. As the palm retracted and released, the snowflakes turned into pieces of fine powder that were free of dirt and scattered in the wind. Belmond clapped his hands and looked at the dense forest behind him. The wind from there was scorching hot, and it was incompatible with the cold wind that was currently shrouding the forest. It was Reina's aura, and a faint smile appeared on Belmond's face. "Reina and Young Master Allen are two completely different kinds of people."

'"That guy is a Tyrannosaurus rex. He's rude and proud. No matter what, he can only solve it by force. You have to carry a sword with you at all times," said Regis, who was sitting on the tactical flying car.

As the two of them were talking, the light in the forest behind them suddenly dimmed. Then a fireball rose from the forest. The surface of the fireball was dark red, like an ocean under midnight. There was also a vortex of flames, which was actually a few energy storms. The fireball suddenly exploded, and several black and red pillars of fire rushed up. The flames and heat waves were so eager to push from that direction.

The ice and snow melted, turning into a mist that swept through countless ancient trees and shrubs, instantly turning a corner of the forest into a gray-white color.

For a few seconds, all he could hear was a rumbling noise. This forced him to cover his ears, and his eyebrows almost knitted together. He seemed to be saying something, but the explosion was so loud that Belmond could not hear him clearly.

After the hot smoke and fog had passed, a patch of snow poured down from high above, overflowing the chassis of the flying car and reaching Belmore's feet. Regis was already in the car. He opened the door and said, "Are you coming in?"

"Wait a moment."

"Tyrannosaurus rex is fine. I think those rats will explode." Regis spread out his palms.

Belle Mordemort replied, and a voice took his place: "I must admit, your puppy sometimes speaks quite well."

It was Raynor, and he strode over with a heat wave. His upright waist was like a ruler patrolling a territory. Wherever he passed, the snow naturally melted, opening a path for him to reach the vicinity of the flying car.

Regis curled his lips and said, "I swear, if you call me puppy again, I will greet you with my saber and sword."

"But you called me Tyrannosaurus rex." Reina smiled and gave a childish answer.

'"Alright, I won't call you Tyrannosaurus rex anymore," he exhaled.

"It's settled, Regis."

"Let's see how lucky we are," Raynor said as he got into another flying car. "If we can meet a group of Jordon outsiders, our military service will be at stake."

"I wish I could meet Alan." Regis slammed the door shut. "Is he going to be okay?"

"He will definitely be fine."

He said this to himself and then started the flying car. The two tactical flying vehicles restarted, and after rising a little off the ground, they flew forward with the wind and snow. The wind and snow continued to blow, and they began to drift through the woods, landing on a scorched ground. Ancient trees fell and shrubs turned to ashes. The snow was burned into a huge pit, and the ground was covered in black crystals.

Those were the traces of Lena's lava bomb.

Most of the places that were related to the words underground and cave were wet and gloomy. Alan used to think so, but now he didn't. The deeper into the underground cavern, the higher the temperature. Warm colored light came from somewhere in the depths of the passageway, and strands of light were emitted through the cracks in the mountain walls. So it formed a bright, warm, dry underground world.

Due to the appearance of warm light, the plants growing on the mountain walls or on the ground are no longer dark or grey. They began to have bright colors, but they were still not the usual greens on the ground, but the vibrant red and orange. The mountain wall was a transition from blue to green, and with the decoration of these bright plants, the scene in the depths of the cave was as beautiful as a mural.

A few fine grains of sand rolled away from Allen's feet. The terrain of the passage was gentle, but it was still moving downwards. There were countless underground tunnels like this. This huge maze was like the roots of a giant stone tree. Its branches were twisted and intertwined, forming an exceptionally complex structure. Alan suspected that they could lead to the center of the frost and reach the ventricles of the planet.

It's not impossible.

The underground karst caves he had explored now were much deeper and deeper than the federal data showed. During this period, Alan dissected several underground creatures that weren't in the information, and this information could also be used to exchange for military contributions of varying value. The Federation and Adahua Planet did not intentionally explore underground. To them, the snow crystals on the surface were the greatest value of the planet.

Although the frost was small, it was still relatively small. The underground was incomparably deep and vast, and if one had to explore it, it would require a large amount of manpower and material resources. In the end, the price-performance ratio was too low. In the exploration missions of Kaiyan Base, the scope also included the discoveries of the underground world. However, no one would waste their energy underground. Even if Alan was forced by the situation, the place he had explored was like a drop of sea water to the entire ocean. It was just a drop in the ocean. josei

Alan pulled off the sleeve of his tactical uniform and tore it into a few strips of cloth to tie it to the wound on his left arm. Right now, his entire body was tied with cloth strips, and his blade armor was covered in cracks. Those were the real cracks. There were two gaps in the armor that almost pierced through. Fortunately, there was no magic energy sequence that hit the armor. Otherwise, the armor would only have pure defensive properties left.

These cracks and gaps were naturally bestowed by Catherine. Those behind the cracks were the credit of the snake sickle, and the few gaps were the results of the scorpion spear. In these two days of battle, Catherine appeared more frequently than before, and her attacks were constantly intensifying. This caused Alan to suffer more and more injuries. In the meantime, Alan had used a stimulant to escape from Catherine's storm of attacks.

Catherine seemed to be losing her patience, or gradually coming to some sort of resolution. In short, Alan could clearly feel that Reaper was standing by his side. The scythe hanging above his head could cut off at any moment, and take his life. Under such pressure, Allen displayed astonishing resilience, and his skills were also rapidly growing.

All of this was forced out.

He opened his backpack and ran out of nutrients. There were only a few stimulants left, Alan smiled bitterly. Without nutrients, physical fitness consumption is not a small problem. Food is easy to deal with, but fresh water is difficult. Up until now, he only knew that the leaves of some ferns were rich in water, but if one wanted to learn how to absorb water from these leaves, they would not be as efficient as nutrients.

But now, he could only accept this fact. Alan leaned against a warm boulder and used a dagger to pluck off a nearby fern leaf. Then, he picked up three or five leaves and threw them into his mouth to chew. After biting the leaves, a burst of bitter leaf juice flowed into his mouth, almost causing him to spit it out. But in the end, even the leaves were swallowed by him. The water and fiber in the veins were enough to survive.

As for the taste, it could be completely ignored at this time.

Alan ate the fern leaves clean like a herbivore, leaving only the bare withered leaves behind. As he reached out to pick it again, a red shadow suddenly shot out from the fern ball. Allen's reaction wasn't slow as he raised the dagger in his hand. The tip of the knife immediately felt as if it had pierced into a real object. The thing that had been pierced by the dagger twisted violently, and its strength wasn't small. Alan thrust his hand down and nailed it to the ground. Only then did he see clearly that it was a snake-like creature.

This thing's body was as thick as an arm, and its head was in a triangular shape. There were no eyes and a row of breathing pores. His mouth was covered with sharp teeth, and he stuck out a translucent tongue with a viscous liquid. There was a meat pouch on his head, with many folds on its surface. The texture was translucent, so one could see a small human thalamus-like organ inside.

The body is covered in a segmental, dark red shell. Thorns of varying lengths and distributions appeared on his back. Black lines spread out on the outer shell, making the underground creature look more like some kind of poisonous snake.

It was another brand new creature, and before that, Alan had not seen anything like it. As they went deeper underground, more and more of these unknown creatures were appearing.

Alan recorded it faithfully, dissected the creature and found a meat sac containing clear water in its body. After cutting with the dagger, a clear stream of water with a fishy smell entered Allen's mouth. This thing was much more efficient in replenishing water than fern leaves.

The amount of water stored in a water bag was limited, only about a hundred milliliters. However, it was already a rare sweet dew for Allen. If he encountered this kind of creature on the way, Ellen wasn't afraid that there wouldn't be any water left to drink. They were simply moving water reservoirs.

Suddenly, a chaotic sound came from behind the cave. Alan immediately drew his dagger and picked up Xue Yin. Turning his head, he saw a few strange beasts the size of dogs with disproportionately large heads, their mouths wide open, flying towards him. Among these exotic beasts, there were two more lurking monsters. They passed through the cave passageway and brought along a fishy breeze.

Alan's eyes turned cold as another figure flashed out from behind a hidden monster.

Catherine!

Not only was she driving away these underground creatures, she was also hiding among them. In contact with Alan's gaze, the scorpion spear in the Major General's hand had already been thrown out. The scorpion spear carried an attractive whirlpool and drew a natural arc, nailing towards Alan's chest. The tip of the spear made Alan feel as if he was in danger as if he was being stabbed by a needle.