1027. Death Dungeon (Part 2)
"4,000 years ago, Celeste Morn entered the Taris Underground City from this mine. Because if they entered from the regular entrance of the underground city, they would face endless Lark Ghouls." Ze Lacasse said, "They entered the dungeon, but since then, she lost contact and disappeared. This is the end of the documentary clue, but it is our starting point."
"Then what's your basis for moving forward?" Darth Malthael asked.
"Psychic energy." Zelakas said, "We, the Silak Tribe, are the guardians of the Xel'Naga Temple and the excavators of the ancestral ruins. Compared to the tens of thousands of years of Xel'Naga ancestral ruins, 4,000 years ago The clues in the Taris Dungeon are still very fresh.”
As they continued to go deeper, the surrounding environment became darker and darker, and many huge underground excavation and mining equipment could be seen lying on the ground.
The body has never been broken.
Along the way, they may have seen tens of thousands of corpses alone. And this is just a drop in the bucket among the people who died because of the Rak Ghoul virus - there are three factors that reduced the population of tens of billions to hundreds of millions on the planet of Taris: foreign immigration, orbital bombing, and Rak Ghoul.
And as they went deeper, the shape of the corpses on the ground began to change.
The closer you get to the body in the depths, the more normal it becomes. At a depth of about 500 meters above the ground, the corpses here have decayed into skeletons normally, but the skeletons are still black.
"Those black dust are the product of a mixture of microorganisms infected with the Rak Ghoul virus and charred materials that died during orbital bombing. The shape of the Rak Ghoul virus is very unique, which is why these dusts have never been found. Causes of dissipation and precipitation. However, it is not difficult to clean up the dust, it just takes a lot of time." Zelakas said the word 'just' again.
"Then the normalization of the status of these corpses means..." Darth Malthael frowned.
"Yes, there is already an active Rak Ghoul virus here." Zelakas said, taking out a lightsaber and opening it, and the blue light blade shot out of the hilt.
He was quick to follow the Romans.
After walking for a while, Talim suddenly walked a few steps quickly and squatted down next to a mining equipment in front of him that was so rusted that it was almost impossible to see its original appearance. He examined it carefully and then nodded in this direction.
He really just nodded. Although the telepathy of the star spirit was very simple, he didn't even send the telepathy.
It seems that among the protoss, there are also people who are 'taciturn'... Darth Malthael cursed in his heart.
They walked over and found that there were more than a dozen corpses of Rak Ghouls here. These corpses were cut into several pieces by sharp objects, and the fractures were in a charred state. It was very obvious that they were caused by lightsabers!
"It seems that we are heading in the right direction." Zelakas said, looking forward.
Sure enough, there was a hole there, apparently dug by this machine.
They passed through the cave entrance and suddenly saw a huge space in front of them. It was a huge space with a height of hundreds of meters. All the buildings were built around it, and all the buildings were built from the bottom of the space to the top, so that they could also provide support. role.
Almost at the same time, several black figures suddenly roared and rushed over from the shadows nearby!
Talim, the guardian of the temple, reacted instantly. With a flash of light in his hand, the black shadows were cut into several pieces! Black blood spurted out.
Lark Ghoul! Live!
In this quiet underground city, the roars of those ghouls just now spread far and wide...
Immediately afterwards, this dead underground city seemed to come to life, and countless angry roars came from the depths of darkness!
"Speed up." Zelakas dropped these words and quickened his pace to run in one direction of the dungeon.
Rak ghouls began to appear continuously. They were very flexible, and their strong limbs supported them on the ceiling, crawled quickly on the walls, and then howled and rushed over.
Even with the current technology in the galaxy, it is completely impossible to explain how these monsters can survive for thousands of years and possess such power!
If all this is caused by Moore's amulet, then the 'summoner of the undead army' is worthy of his name! These monsters are truly immortal!
The protoss warriors were not afraid of these ghouls. They took the initiative to meet them and slaughtered these ghouls like chopping melons and vegetables. The power of the protoss warriors is fully demonstrated here. They cooperate with each other and can know each other's status without even communicating, and then make the most appropriate response in an instant.
That's right, the protoss alone are already the most powerful warriors, but they possess telepathy and the way of Kara, and they have a tacit cooperation that others can't imagine!
They are both the strongest individuals and the strongest whole! This is the Protoss - the perfect race!
Darth Malthael didn't even need to take action along the way. The protoss warriors and Talim just fought their way out.
Darth Malthael was also observing the battle, not just the protoss, but the rak ghouls as well. He discovered that the behavior patterns of these Rak ghouls were not just violent and killing. On the contrary, they had something deeper.
He saw many Rak ghouls still holding some unidentifiable guns in their hands and trying to shoot. After finding that they could no longer fire, they angrily dropped their weapons and rushed towards them with their claws waving.
And around them, when other ghouls saw that their weapons couldn't be used, they immediately understood and threw away their weapons and rushed over to fight in hand-to-hand combat.
These details show that these ghouls possess intelligence!
That's right, unlike the T virus, a virus developed by civilization in the early days of the Fourth Industrial Revolution, the Rak Ghoul virus can wreak havoc on the galaxy for thousands of years. This is the real top power!
The smile appeared on Darth Malthael's face, and it became more and more intense, colder, and crueler...
That's right! This is the power I'm looking for!
The Rak Ghoul Virus poses almost no threat to those who are sensitive to the Force, but in contrast, it is almost unsolvable for ordinary people! In this galaxy, there are only tens of thousands of Force-sensitive people, but for ordinary people, it is measured in hundreds of megabytes or gigabytes!
They charged all the way, but the direction was towards the outside of the city. There were not many Lark Ghouls here, and the pressure was getting smaller and smaller.
Finally, after slaughtering all the ghouls, they escaped from the chase and hid in a cave. Zelakas sensed it for a while and said, "It's very close. It's not just the remaining fragments of Celeste Morn, but also others."
"The Mandalorian Crusade." Lucien Del Rey's voice appeared again, and he sighed, "They were also looking for Moore's amulet. At first, Celeste Morn must have had a conflict with them, and then Lost contact."
"There is a dry underground river ahead. Is it in that direction?" Darth Malthael checked the scanning data of the surrounding terrain through the universal tool. Suddenly, he frowned suddenly, "Wait a minute, there are a few people over there. The wreckage of a spaceship!"
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
