Return to the Surface
In the dark and gloomy underground, there are countless rat holes. If he hadn't been fleeing for his life at this moment, Li Ziran would never have imagined that the entire underground of Mading'er Town had been completely traversed by these rats.
Squeak squeak squeak!
The panicked mice fled for their lives, trying to avoid the venomous snakes behind them.
Li Ziran followed the tracks of the rats relentlessly.
He recognized a principle: in the face of absolute danger, animals always know how to escape better than other living beings.
Boom!
The heat wave from the melting rocks swept over him from behind. Turning his head, he saw only deep darkness, but Li Ziran knew that in just a few seconds, this darkness would be swallowed by the light and turned into scalding mud.
Less than fifteen minutes after leaving the operating room, he had already brushed with death three times.
If it weren't for the interconnected nature of these rat holes, allowing him to quickly change direction, he might have already been burned through by the Neon fire pillars.
No matter how he runs underground, his location can be easily pinpointed.
Guh!
This was a sign of nausea. Nicole was undergoing a bone marrow transplant inside him, and the continuous running was starting to take the surgery in unpredictable directions.
Li Ziran composed himself. He had no choice but to let Nicole fend for herself for now.
Fortunately, bone marrow transplantation wasn't too complicated; all that was needed was for all the Elven Marrow to flow into the transplant site.
But the environment must be stable.
The darkness stretched endlessly ahead; he didn't know where he would stop, nor what the outcome would be even if the surgery was completed.
He only knows one thing, and he can't stop now.
It swung its Tail, rubbed its belly against the stone, and ran after the scent of a mouse.
The instant he left, the rat hole behind him was swallowed by the Neon lights, and the spot where he had just stood turned red, melted, and disappeared.
Within the fluid-like slurry, a figure silently stared at the dozens of cave entrances before it, bending down to gently stroke the stone wall, a strange smile appearing on its face, "Oh, changed direction?"
Two Neon beams shot out from the eyes, piercing into the rat hole, and the rocks began to melt at a visible speed.
With a gentle step forward, the tiny mouse hole, no bigger than the palm of a hand, has become a passageway as tall as a person.
He is not in a hurry!
The more the Little Mouse resisted, the more excited he became.
I haven't felt this kind of excitement in years.
Buzz!
The intense vibration made Li Ziran dizzy, and the rolling heat from behind seemed to choke him completely.
He looked up and could vaguely see some light through the vertical mouse hole. Without realizing it, he had gotten close to the ground.
Looking straight ahead again, there were seven forks in the road, three of which led vertically underground.
"Escape?"
Li Ziran himself wasn't sure. Staying underground, he could buy time with the help of the rocks, but once he left the protection of the rat hole and entered the open Wasteland, the other party could lock onto him immediately.
This was the first exit he saw; there was still a path ahead, leading him back into the unknown underground.
He was already exhausted from the continuous high-intensity running, and it was uncertain whether he could continue running once he was thrown into the ground.
The other party had completely locked onto him; the hard stone could separate the two, but it could not stop their telepathic connection.
Once he is thrown back underground, even he himself is not sure if he will have the strength to survive.
Squeak squeak squeak!
A group of yellow-haired rats gathered at this transfer point; some fled in panic toward the Wasteland, while others plunged headlong into the vertically downward passage.
Li Ziran couldn't help but laugh.
Don't these rats have any ideas?
Both going up and going down are choices, but there's almost no chance of success with either one.
"Superior!"
Li Ziran chose to escape to the surface for no apparent reason.
He simply knew that he couldn't hesitate when making the choice; he would let fate decide whether he lived or died.
Once you have an idea, you must execute it firmly, but you can't let the other party keep locking you in like that.
Take out two precious Elfstone, dip them in saliva, then use your Tail to curl up a passing mouse. The moment the mouse opens its mouth, drop an Elfstone into it, then throw it into the downward-facing mouse hole.
Then he picked up another mouse and stuffed it into another mouse hole.
"Brothers, I'm counting on you! If we ever meet again, there'll be plenty of bread!"
The strong aura of the Elfstone, combined with its own scent, might be somewhat deceptive.
After throwing the stone, Li Ziran crawled out through the vertical mouse hole.
The sweltering Tide rushed towards him, making him feel the world on the ground once again.
It was still the familiar Wasteland, but it was no longer the familiar Mading'er Town.
Everywhere is ruins, and all the houses have almost no roofs, leaving only bare walls. The once bustling market can only be faintly seen as a place for Slave-Sorting Platform.
The distant iron chains rattled in the wind, as if telling the survivors that this place was once a pen for large wild animals.
Creak!
A piece of dead wood fell behind him. Li Ziran turned around. The wall looked as if it had been weathered for a thousand years and could collapse at any moment.
But his gaze fell directly on the square pit behind the wall, which was filled with debris, including many scattered remains.
According to his memory, this deep pit should have been a bathing pool, and the ruins behind him were clearly the Windmill he had entered.
But now, the Windmill was empty of rum, travelers, and the creaking, spinning fan.
What exactly happened?
Li Ziran felt like he was dreaming. It was as if he had been underground for tens of millions of years, and the entire Madinger Town had been completely weathered away by time.
But the grooves remaining on the wall told him that this destruction had occurred in the blink of an eye.
What kind of disaster did this small town experience?
Boom!
A terrifying heat wave, like lava, erupted from the ground, and the hard surface slowly collapsed towards the center like quicksand.
Clearly, the two precious Elfstone had an effect, causing the pursuer to make a slightly wrong judgment.
Li Ziran knew that the rats wouldn't buy him much time.
He had to escape as quickly as possible.
Guh!
Li Ziran suddenly felt nauseous and, the instant he returned to human form, immediately covered the wall and vomited.
Stomach acid, mixed with the smell of '** Red Lips' alcohol, poured down, and amidst the filthy mess, a sapphire blue Frog emerged.
Behind the Frog was a Thumb Bottle, with the Thumb Bottle needle still stuck in it. When they saw the slender Frog connected to the needle, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Fine!
Apart from a slight bend in the fine needle, there were no major problems. Moreover, more than half of the bone marrow in the Thumb Bottle had already descended. At this rate, the experiment could be completed in less than 15 minutes.
He bent down, took out a red rope, tied it to the hind legs of the two Frog, hung it on his waist with one on each side, and quickly ran behind the wall of the Windmill.
He didn't choose to run away because he knew he couldn't escape.
Instead, it took out the small amount of Frog Sweat, poured it on its feet, let the sweat completely soak the soles of its feet, and began to run at high speed along the edge of the Mill.
He wants to set up a Transformation Array.
Having experienced fighting Hogg, Li Ziran knew that the Transformation Spell activated by mental power had significant drawbacks. This instant Transformation Spell could deal with novices who did not understand the use of mental power, but against real mages, especially those with strong mental Mage, it was just a dumbfounded attack.
They can easily penetrate the Transformation Array using their mental power.
Without the support of Transformation Array, the Transformation Spell is just an empty incantation.
But the Transformation Array constructed from Frog Sweat is completely different. It is a special power that is entirely different from magic, somewhat similar to a curse, Prophecy, or even a supernatural power like divination.
This extraordinary power seemed to have broken free from the constraints of the Elemental Tide.
This power is completely imperceptible to the mind, yet it truly exists.
Underground, the figure of light clearly lacked experience in dealing with Transformation Spell. In that case, it would construct a Transformation Array and launch a surprise attack, which might yield unexpected results.
Li Ziran was fast, but far slower than the earth melting. As hot air continued to rise, the entire ground seemed to be boiling, rolling and bubbling.
Amidst the shifting yellow sands, a dazzling display of Neon lights slowly rises from the ground.
The moment it appeared, its eyes locked onto Li Ziran, who was running wildly along the edge of the wall. The sly smile on its lips gradually faded, and in a flash, it had already flown dozens of steps away.
Jon didn't want to waste any more words. This Little Mouse in his eyes should have been reduced to Ashes half an hour ago.
"Don't come any closer!" Li Ziran suddenly shouted, looking at the completely compressed ball of light and shadow, as if he were leaning against the sun and about to be evaporated at any moment.
He was terrified, but he couldn't just sit and wait to die. He quickly reached for his waist, grabbed the sapphire-blue Frog, and dripped his blood onto the other man's forehead.
Instantly, a vibrant green light rose from the surface of the sapphire Frog, and this light slowly grew larger, gradually forming a sapphire blue Elves baby.
Li Ziran grabbed the Elf Descendant by the throat and yelled, "If you dare take one step closer, I'll strangle him!"