Before long, Huai Shi, armed with an assault rifle and gas mask, was kicked out of the vehicle and followed the burly brothers of the Ascender suppression unit into the manor, where flames still lingered.
As far as the eye could see, everything was white.
Among the ash-covered wasteland and ruins, massive monsters could be seen everywhere. Whether it was the scales that still retained terrifying hardness or those savage skeletons... they looked as though they had crawled out of hell, nothing like anything natural evolution could possibly have produced.
Other than that, only deathly silence remained in the manor.
The farther forward he went, the colder Huai Shi felt inside—what the hell had those bastards planted here? Even now, wisps of black vapor continued to rise slowly from beneath the white ash and dissipate into the air.
Even those burly soldiers in gas masks seemed unable to bear the pressure here. One after another, their legs went weak and they staggered to the ground, only to be hurriedly dragged outside by their comrades for emergency treatment from the medics.
But Huai Shi seemed completely fine.
Not only did he feel no discomfort, his mind was clearer than ever, and his body's reaction speed and senses were becoming sharper.
"Abyssal Sediment. This place has already been transformed into a feeding ground. The concentration of Abyssal Sediment is even higher than at the Border."
Ai Qing answered over the comms, "Appropriate pressure will accelerate the circulation of your soul, like diving. But to ordinary people whose souls have not been forged, these sediments are deadly poison. Cultists love this sort of trick."
"Uh..."
Huai Shi raised his rifle and carefully watched his surroundings. "What exactly are they trying to do?"
"Who knows? Maybe they wanted to make a big play?"
Ai