SFS Chapter 287 The Bloody Game of Atlantis
Chapter 287 The Bloody Game of Atlantis
Atlantis, District 7, "Trench Mine".
This place was once where the Atlanteans mined a certain special energy crystal.
Now, it has become a deadly forbidden zone, teeming with countless mutated monsters.
The dim, deep-sea environment was illuminated by a huge crystal that emitted a ghostly blue light.
The air was filled with a strong, pungent smell of sulfur and blood.
"roar!"
A sharp, piercing roar came from a huge mine shaft.
Immediately afterwards, a giant deep-sea centipede, the size of a heavy truck, covered in thick carapace, with eight arthropods like sharp scythes, suddenly sprang out!
Its target was the five figures struggling to resist at the mine entrance.
Indeed, it is the "muscle man squad" led by Olaf, the Norse berserker.
"Damn it! These bugs, how come I can't kill them all!"
A dwarf warrior wielding a giant axe roared and cleaved the deep-sea centipede's carapace with a powerful blow.
"clang!"
Sparks flew everywhere.
That giant axe, powerful enough to cleave a tank in two, actually only left a shallow white mark on the tank's armor!
The deep-sea centipede was enraged.
One of its sickle-shaped limbs swung down like lightning!
The dwarf warrior's pupils contracted, and he quickly raised his axe to block.
"Snap!"
That giant axe, made of a special alloy, was actually cut in half!
The dwarf warrior, axe and all, was swept away by the immense force and crashed heavily into the distant crystal wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Green!"
Olaf, his eyes bloodshot, unleashed a blinding burst of lightning from Thor's hammer as he slammed it down on the head of the deep-sea centipede.
"Thunderous Strike!"
"boom!"
Lightning flash, explosion!
The deep-sea centipede's head was hit and tilted slightly, revealing a crack in its chitinous carapace.
But that's all.
It seems that it has not suffered any fatal damage.
Instead, it became even more violent!
Its remaining seven segments swept towards Olaf like a raging storm!
"Damn it! This thing is too tough! It's a B-grade mutated creature! We can't take it!"
In the group, another member, a stone golem skilled in defense, was using his own body to withstand the attacks of several smaller, mutated creatures while shouting loudly.
Their team had been inside the "trench mine" for more than ten hours.
Although they relied on their powerful physical strength and fearless fighting style to sweep through and kill countless C- and D-level mutated creatures, earning a large number of merit points.
But now, they've finally met their match.
They broke into the lair of a Class B creature.
"Retreat! We must retreat first!"
Olaf acted decisively and issued the order to retreat.
If the fighting continues, they really will be completely wiped out.
However, just as they were preparing to retreat.
An anomaly occurred.
Suddenly, another group of people emerged from the only mine tunnel through which they had come.
Leading the group was none other than that cold, sinister Egyptian pharaoh priest.
Beside him followed the ghostly Middle Eastern female assassin and three other powerful individuals, each exuding an equally eerie and formidable aura.
They blocked Olaf and the others' only escape route.
"Imhotep! You damn bastard! What do you think you're doing?!"
Olaf roared, looking at the Egyptian priest.
"What are you doing?" Imhotep, the Egyptian priest, let out a hoarse laugh, like the rubbing of sandpaper.
"Of course, I'm here to help you guys out, my dear Olaf."
As he spoke, he looked at the B-grade deep-sea centipede that was attacking wildly with a greedy gaze.
"This big guy is worth a lot of merit points."
"If you can't finish it, why don't you give it to us?"
"You're dreaming!" Olaf roared. "We found it first!"
"Heh, there's no first come, first served here," Imhotep sneered. "Only the strong prevail."
"Moreover..." He changed the subject, a cruel killing intent flashing in his eyes, "If we kill you, a portion of your merit points will be transferred to us."
"This is, however, a hidden rule of the 'Sky Dome Martial Alliance'."
"What?!"
Olaf and the others' expressions changed drastically upon hearing this!
They then realized that Imhotep and his group weren't there to steal the monsters at all.
They came to kill and rob!
"Despicable!" Olaf exclaimed, trembling with rage.
"This isn't called despicable. This is called wisdom." Imhotep shrugged. "People like you, who only know how to use brute force, muscle-bound brutes, won't live long."
"Let's do it!"
He gave the order.
The female assassin behind him, along with several others, instantly transformed into several blurry black shadows and pounced towards Olaf's team, who were already severely injured and surrounded by mutated creatures!
A bloody backstabbing has begun!
……
The Tower of Babel, the throne at the top.
Fang Qingxue was quietly watching the light screen in front of her.
On the screen, a bloody scene was playing in real time in the "Trench Mine."
Her face was expressionless, and her eyes were calm as still water.
It was as if what they were watching was not a brutal life-or-death struggle.
It was a movie that had nothing to do with her.
"As the master said, true warriors cannot be raised in a greenhouse."
"Only those who survive in the most brutal jungle law are the true strong ones."
"If you want to gain power, you must pay the corresponding price."
"These are the rules of the game."
She muttered to herself, her voice cold and devoid of any emotion.
On the light screen, the battle was nearing its end.
Olaf's "muscle-bound squad" was forced into retreat by the combined attack of the B-level mutated creatures and Imhotep's team.
That stone golem, skilled in defense, was pierced through the heart from behind by the female assassin with a dagger coated with deadly poison. His body was reduced to a pile of rubble.
The dwarf warrior with the broken axe was also dismembered by the other two eerie shadow assassins.
In the end, only Olaf remained, covered in blood, struggling to stay afloat.
Several daggers were stuck in his body, and Thor's hammer had dimmed because its energy was depleted.
He had reached a point of utter desperation.
"It's over, Olaf."
Imhotep slowly walked up to him, looking down at him as if he were a lamb to the slaughter.
"In your next life, remember to have a longer brain."
As he spoke, he raised the staff in his hand.
At the tip of the staff, a ball of black energy, filled with the aura of death, condensed.
However, at that moment...
"boom!"
A loud bang!
The entire mine shaft shook violently!
The B-grade deep-sea centipede let out a shrill scream as its enormous body was forcefully flung away by an invisible force!
Everyone was shocked and immediately looked in the direction of the sound.
There, at another entrance to the mine.
A young Chinese man, dressed in a faded blue robe and carrying an ancient-looking longsword, slowly walked in.
He was none other than Jian Wuchen, who had always been a loner.
His face still held that same cold expression, as if he wanted to keep strangers away.
His gaze swept over everyone and the mutated creatures in the arena, finally settling on the B-grade deep-sea centipede.
Then, he slowly uttered two words.
"mine."