Tick, tick.
Cold sewage continued to drip from the top of the sewer into the damp ditch.
In the sewer, there was the greasy sound of the soles of leather boots stepping on the mud, as well as the obviously heavy and nervous breathing of the two people.
The man walking in front wears a wooden mask with a detailed depiction of a clown's face, a tear on the left cheek and a star on the right cheek.
In this dark, stifling, humid and dead environment, the mask still had a flattering smile on its lips - the Jack-level mask "court jester" turned to his companions behind him and said: "Man, we may have 'won the prize'. "
"Hitting the jackpot" is a term used by explorers to mean that the actual danger of the mission exceeds the predicted danger.
This happens all the time in the industry and is not exclusive to that reporter.
This two-person team is performing a Jack-level mission of "exploring the sewers of Leland District". After discovering that there was a black hand behind the pollution, they faintly noticed that the difficulty of the task seemed to have risen to Queen level.
The court jester's companion has a horrifying mask - the copper visor is chipped at one corner, revealing a rotten face carved out of wood.
Jack-level mask "Leprosy Prophet".
The flashlight in the prophet's hand shook as he walked: "We can't completely say that we won the lottery yet..."
However, he still stopped and stared at his partner seriously: "Man...
"After encountering those rats that were about the same size as wolves...most of my spiritual energy had been consumed.
"You must be the same."
Their spiritual smelling salts have also been exhausted.
"Going forward, we may face risks...
"I can't do this alone - do you want to move forward?"
The court jester fell silent.
They encountered huge challenges in their previous explorations, but at this time they have explored 90% of the area.
Going back now means that all the previous efforts have been in vain.
Thinking of the home loan that I still need to pay in real life...
The clown gritted his teeth: "We may not be so unlucky - there is one last cesspool. Let's go check it out and then go back."
The leper prophet nodded.
The two moved on.
In the darkness, they pushed open the door of the last cesspool.
The clown was used to the stench of the sewers. Unexpectedly, after opening the last door, he smelled a stronger odor than before.
Almost vomiting.
"It may be the core of some kind of proliferator involving evil..." the prophet judged, "As long as we can see it - if we want to purify this place, we must have a Queen-level team."
After regaining their composure, they continued to move forward. After walking along the edge to the deepest part of the sewage pool, they bumped into...
There were a few green lights dimly lit here, making this already weird space even more terrifying.
A test bed with all kinds of weird organs, a rotten humanoid tied to the table, a huge glass tank with filth floating in it...
and a man wearing a blood-spattered mask.
Queen-level fallen explorer, "Teacher of Tower City".
He had been waiting quietly, as if waiting for someone to send fresh experimental materials.
After seeing the two obviously nervous explorers, he lifted the concealment of his spiritual power and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Perhaps you will be interested in my process of exploring the mysteries of life?"
When the two explorers secretly thought something was wrong, the Tacheng instructor had already poured a bottle of strange solution into the sewage pool behind them.
Through the dim green light, they saw large fish with rotten bodies and white eyes floating up from the sewage pool.
"Run!" the leper prophet shouted, and the two turned around almost at the same time, stepping on the slippery ground and running away from the door.
The fish in the sewage pool shot up like cannonballs, and for a moment, the entire sewage seemed to be boiling.
They crashed into the two fleeing explorers and gnawed away at their flesh with their dirty, sharp teeth.
In a short period of time, both of them were completely changed beyond recognition and miserable.
Even Gu Xi, a leper prophet who would experience burning pain all the time as long as he wore a mask, was tortured to the point of going crazy by this torture-like attack.
There is still about ten meters away from the exit!
Under the "baptism" of the violent school of fish, they were covered with bruises and bleeding...
Dying.
"Can't escape." Due to blood loss and pain, the court jester's eyes were filled with golden flowers.
He regretted it terribly.
I regret that I chose to move on even when I had a bad premonition for the sake of such a small mission bounty.
What flashed before his eyes was the image of his wife holding a child.
"Use that bottle!" In a daze, he heard his teammates behind him shouting.
That bottle?
Oh... Before the mission, I saw a medical magic product that is said to be extremely effective at the magic product distribution office...
To ensure safety, they each purchased a bottle.
What is "Elixir Mist" called?
The injury is already so severe, can that thing be useful?
Protecting his neck, his hand was bitten hard by a fish again, and the finger bones could already be seen on the back of his hand...
do not care.
The two crisp sounds were covered up by the leaping fish.
The court jester and the leper prophet broke the hourglass-shaped vial almost simultaneously.
A burst of yellow-green soft light mist quickly licked their horrific wounds...
About five seconds later, the two rushed out of the cesspool room and quickly closed the door behind them.
At an unprecedented speed, he drove all his remaining spiritual power and fled towards the sewer exit.
In the cesspool, the Queen-level explorer frowned deeply: "What is that?"
He clearly saw that the two Jacks were covered in bruises and were about to collapse...
As a result, a burst of yellow-green mist swept across, and the two people seemed to have recovered as before, and escaped alive and well.
If you chase, you won't be able to catch up.
What's shameful is that he actually allowed two Jack-level ones to escape.
This also made his base area unsafe——
The next "visitors" will no longer be rookies, but fully armed Queen-level explorers specifically targeting him.
With a sullen mood, he shook a brass bell at his hand.
Then, the ground where he was standing, which held the glass jar, experimental table, and operating table, suddenly began to shake.
The giant turtle, covered in ulcers, full of parasites, rough skin full of mold, and pale eyes, carried Tutor Tacheng and everything he owned on its back, and began to swim towards the depths of the sewage pool...
"Yellow-green aerosol?" The instructor fell into deep thought, "It seems worthy of further study..."
1.5 kilometers away, next to the open entrance of the Lilan District sewer, two Jack-level explorers looked at each other, panting, with eyes filled with disbelief that they had narrowly escaped death.
After a while, their breathing calmed down.
Under the dim light of the street lamp, the leper prophet spread out his wet palms——
Due to excessive nervousness, he kept holding the things in his hands tightly.
The broken glass bottle.
With an expression of disbelief, he stared at the new divine item that he bought just out of curiosity.
"This thing..." He shook his head and stared at the two pieces of glass as if staring at two diamonds, "Fuck..."
"Only $10?"
