"Watch your step!" Wang Xiyi warned.
The ground, once a single whole, had split into countless one-meter-square slabs. Like some kind of flat building blocks, they constantly shifted positions, and every so often, cracks and holes large enough to swallow a person whole would open up.
"I've never seen moving slabs this small," Yan Yu'an said. "Even the smallest moving slabs in Baikal's Remains were the size of entire buildings..."
"Well, now you have." Sun Hang lightly hopped backward, avoiding a gap that had appeared beneath his feet without warning. Wang Xiyi simply spread her wings and hovered in midair, grabbing Zhong Ling and Yan Yu'an by the collar with one hand each.
One of Zhong Ling's Anomaly corpses failed to dodge in time and fell into the abyss below the instant the slab beneath its feet was pulled away. Before the other Anomaly corpses could rescue their companion, several more slabs shifted over and sealed the opening shut.
"My connection with that Anomaly corpse has been cut off," Zhong Ling said.
"It got taken out?" Sun Hang asked.
"Not sure." Zhong Ling shook her head. "There may be something in the abyss that can block my senses."
"We can't save it," Yan Yu'an said. "Soldiers have fallen into the abyss before because of shifting slabs. The others used explosives and engineering equipment to bore a shaft nearly thirty meters deep before they managed to break through the slabs."
"And then? What was beneath the slabs?" Sun Hang asked with interest as he played a game of hopscotch.
"Nothing but the abyss," Yan Yu'an said. "They lowered a recorder on cables and kept lowering it until every cable the team had brought was used up, yet it still never reached the bottom. According to that team's operation report, their cables