Abidachi's Visit

Su Ming frowned, clearly not intending to pluck the crab legs one by one.

Besides, it's never-ending!

Zijin brought Brocade to Yise's side and pushed the Star Fairy next to the longbow.

Jinxiu stretched out her small hand, and Magic Power attached itself to Yise's arrow, emitting a strong blue light.

Yise raised his bow, and an ice arrow shot out, trailing a string of bubbles, before piercing one of the tentacles of the Corpse Grave Demon with a soft "poof."

An intense chill erupted, and the tentacle was quickly encased in thick ice, freezing half of the Corpse Tomb Demon's body as well.

"That works!" Jinxiu exclaimed joyfully.

She can finally avoid Magic Power dissipation and cast spells more efficiently in the water.

Seeing that she was out of danger, Simina placed her hands on the water harp and began to strum the strings.

Circles of pale blue runes spread out from the water zither.

"Move freely!"

The magical light fell upon Su Ming. Although the air bubbles in Su Ming's diving suit reduced resistance, the turbulent water currents during the battle caused him to constantly encounter irregular impacts. Simina's magic suddenly made his body feel lighter and much more relaxed.

The movements became naturally swift.

"Excellent!" Su Ming exclaimed.

He pushed off with his feet, lunging forward towards the Corpse Tomb Demon.

At the same time, Simina's other spell was already in effect.

"Mysterious Radiance!"

Pale light shines through the flowing water, connecting with the brocade-like fabric.

The Magic Power emanating from Jinxiu intensified, and her spellcasting became slightly smoother.

"Not as tasty as Su Ming's." The Star Fairy pouted.

"You're really spoiled," Yise said.

She nocked another arrow.

This time, the arrow's cold light was much brighter than before, and the attack effect was more significant. Large swathes of ice crystals exploded, sealing off the other side of the Corpse Tomb Demon's body. Su Ming's long whip wrapped around the Corpse Tomb Demon, and "Undead Dissociation" lashed out along the whip.

Another piece of the Corpse Tomb Demon's body rapidly rotted, fell off, and dissolved into the water.

"Just do this a few more times, and it will—"

Zijin hadn't finished speaking.

Deep within the Corpse Tomb Demon's body, two dark marks lit up simultaneously.

"The Dust Serpent Brand!" Su Ming recognized it.

Black tentacles extended from the Corpse Tomb Demon, grabbing dozens of nearby corpses and drawing them towards it.

It was then violently decomposed and quickly merged into the body of the Corpse Tomb Demon.

Of course, as a price to pay, the two marks also faded and almost disappeared.

"This broken brand actually has this function?" Su Ming was very surprised.

"It must be because the previous battles didn't give the members of the Bell of Calamity a chance to perform," Zijin analyzed.

Previously, those masters bearing the "Dust Serpent Brand" were quickly imprisoned or disposed of on the spot after being dealt with, leaving no opportunity to use this as a backup plan. "We'll have to be more careful in the future," Su Ming said.

****

With the addition of a large number of corpses, the Corpse Grave Demon's size expanded once more.

With a ripple of flesh, the part that was frozen throbbed violently and then burst away in the next moment.

Su Ming took a few steps back, large shards of ice grazing his body as they flew past, while those that struck him head-on were intercepted by him.

This upgrade also gave the Corpse Tomb Demon more limbs to use for splashing water. It stirred the water and pressed down on Su Ming like a giant spinning top.

The flesh on the front suddenly split open to the left and right, forming a huge mouth!

Even more disgusting, dozens of tiny mouths were also open on the inner wall of the mouth.

There were no normal teeth inside; they were all made of tiny, sharp spikes pieced together from broken bones, finger bones, and even orc fangs.

Su Ming felt a chill run down his spine after just one glance.

"Damn it, you've given me trypophobia!" he couldn't help but curse.

An expert's voice came through the communicator. "You were too active just now; the carbon dioxide is starting to build up again!"

Su Ming glanced at the rescue gas cylinder on his body.

"Knew."

"You mean I should use this, right?"

Su Ming readily agreed and reached out to remove the gas cylinder.

Thud! He knocked the level 1 helmet off with a single blow.

High-pressure gas erupted instantly, and the reaction force propelled Su Ming's body forward, charging straight at the Corpse Tomb Demon.

"Su Ming?"

Simina was startled.

The Corpse Tomb Demon clearly didn't understand Su Ming's actions either. Logically, with its huge mouth already open and its massive body pouncing down, the prey should have been trying to escape.

In the end, they delivered themselves to us?

The Corpse Tomb Demon's reaction was therefore a beat slower.

Su Ming rushed in front of it.

"You like to eat it, right?"

He grabbed the still-bubbling rescue gas cylinder with both hands, aimed it at the Corpse Tomb Demon's gaping maw, and shoved it in!

Glug--

The Corpse Tomb Demon didn't swallow; the gas cylinder slid in by itself and then continuously released gas into its stomach.

Countless bubbles couldn't escape from its mouth in time, and a large amount of gas poured into various parts of the body through the gaps in the flesh inside.

The Corpse Tomb Demon's belly swelled up, making its already deformed and enormous body even uglier.

Just as it was about to bite Su Ming, who was right in front of it, it found itself suddenly floating upwards uncontrollably.

It waved its limbs and made a scrambling motion, but instead of getting closer to Su Ming, it moved further and further away.

Bang!

The Corpse Tomb Demon's back slammed into the dome of the underground palace, its dozens of arms flailing like a drowning person, yet still clinging to the ceiling. For a moment, the scene appeared somewhat comical.

The Corpse Tomb Demon also realized the problem, and opened its mouth wide, trying to expel the gas that had been forced in.

Su Ming flicked his wrist, and the thorny whip sliced through the water, tightly binding the mouth.

Whoosh!

A blue-white beam of light swept across from above and struck the spot.

The ice spread, freezing the mouth and a large patch of flesh nearby firmly together.

****

The Corpse Grave Demon struggled desperately.

But the body swelled up more and more, and the layers of flesh that were originally piled up were stretched outward by the internal pressure.

Dozens of eyeballs were squeezed so tightly they almost popped out of the flesh.

"Let you eat more."

Su Ming muttered something to himself, then let go and stepped back. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers silently in the deep water.

The runes left on the gas cylinder beforehand lit up, and the hydrogen-oxygen mixture was ignited by the flame.

The Corpse Tomb Demon on the dome instantly resembled a balloon stretched to its limit.

The entire body first suddenly swelled up—

Then it exploded!

Numerous pieces of flesh, severed limbs, and bone fragments flew in all directions, while beautiful blue-white flames burst forth from between the shattered flesh.

But it only lasted for a very short moment before being extinguished by water flowing from all directions.

A huge cloud of blood mist spread out, completely eliminating visibility in the water.

Su Ming was pushed backward by the current and swayed a considerable distance.

Fortunately, there is still the field of view of the fan-shaped sonar, so everyone is not afraid of not being able to see.

The expert team at the rear was stunned.

"You actually engraved flame runes on a hydrogen-oxygen cylinder!" Su Ming was quite satisfied.

"Your rescue gas cylinder is quite useful."

He glanced at the mangled remains scattered all over the ground.

"Especially suitable for sensitive skin."

Rear support team. "..."

****

However, Su Ming did not relax just because the Corpse Tomb Demon was blown up; today's events were a lesson.

He swiftly used fading magic to completely dismantle the remaining "Dust Serpent Mark" on the Corpse Grave Demon, pulverizing its remaining soul.

But Su Ming was still not satisfied.

He raised his hand, Magic Power spread throughout the entire underground palace.

"Undead Summoning!"

A faint glow of psychic energy emanated from all directions, causing the corpses of orcs to twitch and pale skeletons to break free from their flesh, instantly sweeping away all the surrounding materials.

Summon your own undead, leaving the enemy with no materials to use!

Su Ming clapped his hands, now let's see what kind of trouble the Calamity Bell can cause.

He manipulated the skeletons to begin planting explosives.

"Don't just stand there," Su Ming said to Yise and Simina, "Hurry up, finish this and get out of here."

"Oh!" the two girls quickly replied.

****

As the light of "Summoning of All Things" flashed, the giant salamander amphibious robot returned to its original shape, fully revived.

Of course, it should be called the Giant Salamander II now—another unfortunate robot of the same type has been reduced to dust at the Earth Support Base warehouse.

All I can say is that every time we fight here, it's our brothers back home who suffer the consequences.

Su Ming sent the second giant salamander to patrol the alleyways.

"Relying solely on technology is still too limiting in terms of defense." The expert team at the rear was still reviewing the battle. The Giant Salamander No. 1 was completely ineffective against the Corpse Tomb Demon and was instantly killed.

"Everything was fine just now," Su Ming said.

"Just draw the enemy's attention to it first, instead of Yise and Simina."

"Isn't this achievement great enough?"

The expert panel fell silent for a moment.

This angle is definitely perfect.

Otherwise, if Yise were ambushed and injured, and his equipment were damaged, he would almost certainly die in 200-meter-deep water.

"This machine seems worthy of being awarded a meritorious service award," one expert suggested.

The underground palace was filled with blood and filth, and the obstructed view caused some trouble.

It took them more than ten minutes to complete the placement of explosives for the "Cloud Fang Magic Array" and the "Sounding Bell Magic Array".

Su Ming began setting the timer.

"Check again to see if anything is missing!" "Okay."

****

In the mine tunnels of Cloudfang Palace, Abidachi came to the water's edge for the second time.

When he first arrived here after receiving the report, he didn't dare go down.

The water level rose much faster than normal piping in a mine.

Especially underground, a violent explosion was clearly heard, accompanied by a large-scale collapse.

This means it must have been sabotage by the enemy, and the attackers were quite powerful.

Abidaci made his judgment.

Even if he were an elven archmage who had lived for two thousand years, entering deep water unprepared to engage in a high-intensity battle with an unknown enemy would still be an act of recklessly wasting his life.

Abidal was forced to return, where he changed into a new set of equipment suitable for naval warfare and used alchemical materials to adjust the detailed runes on his robes and amulets.

This caused a delay of about ten minutes, during which time the water level rose significantly.

Abidal deployed a shield, then entered the water and began to descend. Because he was carrying a large amount of air, buoyancy continuously pushed him upwards.

Abidal was not surprised. He used his magic hand to pull a boulder weighing about two tons to his feet.

He stepped on it, using it as a counterweight, and continued to dive deeper into the water.

The amulet on Abidal's body began to take effect, stabilizing the pressure inside the shield while continuously drawing oxygen from the surrounding water.

The oxygen content of normal water is between 5 and 10 grams per cubic meter, while the human body consumes about 0.7 grams per minute.

As long as the spells are configured properly, there is actually no danger of oxygen deficiency.

The real problem is the pressure.

Abidal must maintain standard atmospheric pressure inside the shield, otherwise he will have breathing problems.

Therefore, the ever-increasing water pressure from the outside can only be withstood by the Magic Power shield itself.

As Abidal continued to descend, the depth gradually reached one hundred meters.

The pressure difference between the inside and outside is approaching ten atmospheres.

A single area of only one square decimeter on the shield bore a pressure of one ton! That's the force of a single frontal attack from a level three warrior.

The problem is that the warrior only attacks once, while the deep water attacks every part of the shield continuously.

****

A sound came from the water; it was the Bell of Death and the pseudo- Saint Rank alchemist Lykd coming down.

"My lord!" Lecter said.

He was under a lot of pressure; clearly, the water pressure here was becoming unbearable for him.

Abidal waved, signaling Laked to leave. Laked, relieved, quickly surfaced and departed.

"Where are the enemies?" Death Bell asked.

Abidaji shook his head.

The two continued deeper, until they reached a depth of 120 meters, before they finally saw the destroyed passage.

The passageway was filled with broken rocks, broken wooden frames, wrecked minecarts, and large amounts of mud and sand.

"It's completely blocked!" Sangling looked terrible. She sensed it for a moment, "More than twenty meters, completely collapsed!" These tunnels are difficult to dig, but too easy to destroy.

Abidal's perception extended even further, beyond the obstruction ahead, and down the alleyway.

He vaguely sensed something within the underground palace—

"It's a group of humans, active in the underground palace!" Abidal exclaimed in surprise.

A disapproving "you lied to me" expression appeared on Sang Ling's face.

This is the core area of the Calamity Bell deep within Water Chestnut Island.

But Abidal never jokes.

"Our interior is heavily fortified; how did these human spies manage to infiltrate?"

The mourning bell remained unconvinced.

"And this water depth is already difficult enough for us, the underground palace is still a hundred meters below."

How did they manage to move so freely in water over 200 meters deep?

"There are no Heavenly Fate level beings on this side of the Taiya plane," Abidaqi said.

"With the aid of Saint Rank items and alchemy, it's also possible."

He continued to scan the area with his mental energy and discovered that the two strongest warriors guarding the underground palace tonight—a bell-ringing priest and a needle-carving master—had already sacrificed themselves, their souls shattered.

"Timojesty and Barntes are both dead," Abidal told the Bell. "The Dust Serpent Mark has also been activated."

This indicates that the attackers were indeed at least at the Master level, or even the Saint Rank.

"The Bone King is really generous, sending all his top combat power here," said the Bell.

"But this approach has indeed caused fatal losses," Abidal sighed.

The situation inside the underground palace is unknown, but judging from the current state, the "Underground Fire Project" is likely doomed.

On the other hand, sacrificing just one quasi -Saint Rank or Saint Rank is a worthwhile deal.

Abidaci sighed inwardly.

"You can't get through here, I'll go down and take care of them," he said to the Bell.

Sangling nodded. "Then I'll go investigate how they got in."

The death knell turned and floated upwards, disappearing from sight.

Abidal put down his staff and gently tapped it on the boulder beneath his feet.

Silver ripples fell from the tip of the staff and spread across the surface of the boulder.

Tiny symbols emerged from the void, connecting one after another, expanding in concentric circles, then rising, encircling Abidali layer by layer, and then intertwining up and down.

In just a few breaths, a three-dimensional magic array with a structure so complex it was dazzling was unfolded.

Abidaci raised his eyes.

His gaze pierced through the murky water, through the boulders blocking the way, and reached the open space behind.

There, a strange alchemical beast, its green eyes flashing, scanned back and forth.

The location coordinates are 27 meters diagonally below, within the casting range;

Separated by collapsed rock layers;

There is no large-scale Magic Power interference; the spatial structure is stable.

Abidal completed his judgment, took a deep breath, and a silver light shone deep within his pupils.

A dazzling, star-like radiance flowed from between his fingers as he gripped the staff.

One after another, mysterious runes detached from the magic array, covered his body, and finally converged on his forehead.

Abidal's figure began to fade, the colors, light, and outlines that made up his body being peeled away layer by layer from this world.

Finally, you could even see the mud and sand slowly drifting behind him through him.

A flash of silver light, like a final burst of light before death, and the figure vanished completely.

The two-ton boulder sank downwards and crashed onto the floor of the alleyway.

Seventh Ring Spell--

"Short-distance teleportation!"