Translator: Sigma Editor: Sigma
One hour later, Apocalypse Assault and Ultimate Assault had reached the intersection where Feng Bujue and Wild Trace Sword Shadow had encountered the giant monster.
"What are those?" asked Apocalypse Assault, looking at the rubbish pile of rusted metal trash, which emitted the rotten and displeasing smell on the ground. "A trap, perhaps?"
"I think it’s a corpse of some kind of monster," answered Ultimate Assault, "remember the explosion?"
"Ah... so it was burst into pieces," Apocalypse Assault said, "in other words, one hour ago, someone was here and had killed a…" He shrugged, couldn't imagine the appearance of this puddle of pus and metal pieces when it was still intact. "Well, it was a big monster, indeed."
"We’ve killed three or four guys in orange suit, but they didn't have anything that could explode," Ultimate Assault said, "they only have the Anti-gravity Launching Device. Thus, we can confirm that that explosion was caused by Wild Trace Sword Shadow and his teammate."
"This means that we are not going on a wrong way," continued Apocalypse Assault.
"Although this underground lab is large, it isn’t a maze, and the turns are not too deep. We’ve done searching the end of the other side; if we keep following this corridor, we will meet them soon." Ultimate Assault nodded.
"However, we failed to find any exit, this means that the other end where they are heading, would have an exit leading to the outside," said Apocalypse Assault.
"So what? The plot’s introduction mentioned that on this ‘Old Earth’, storm happens everywhere. Poisonous swamp and even the ocean is polluted. Apparently, the situation out there is worse than here," said Ultimate Assault.
The two of them were talking while walking to a metal gate that stood at the end of the corridor. The gate was open. The room behind was pitch-black, and the air there was permeated with a strange smell.
"Watch out for ambush or traps…" When they reached the door, Apocalypse Assault lowered his voice and talked to his teammate.
Ultimate Assault didn’t answer him; he just made a simple gesture to ask his teammate to follow him as he would be in charge of exploring one direction. It seemed like they had a fixed arrangement for entering dark places.
Ultimate Assault was the first one jumping into the door. Then, he immediately shone his flashlight forward, moving counterclockwise. Apocalypse Assault was close behind him, but his flashlight was moving clockwise.
It turned out that there was nothing valuable in the room apart from a broken cage and an empty iron chest.
"Seems that they had killed the monsters, opened the chest then left," said Apocalypse Assault.
"Yeah, perhaps—" Ultimate Assault was walking while talking to his teammate. He hadn’t finished his sentence yet, and the other had heard an unexpected muffled banging sound.
"What happened?" Apocalypse Assault turned his head around.
Ultimate Assault had fallen on the ground just like a dog gnawing mud. He was still calm enough to pick himself up and get up on his feet again, wiping away the two trickles of blood on his bleeding nose….
"Something… tripped me."
The way they were talking to each other became weirder. Even if something suddenly happened, their complexions and tones stayed the same, as cold and stiff as ice with a speed that wasn’t fast nor slow.
Ultimate Assault rubbed his legs, which looked like nothing was there. "There’s something invisible here… Oh…a corpse." The reason why he knew about the corpse immediately was because of a clear, pungent scent, moreover, because he had groped on the monster’s organs, which Feng Bujue had cut before. At this moment, his hand was covered with nauseating, but invisible mucus.
Apocalypse Assault had come over, wanting to touch and confirm the other’s assumption.
"Wait a—" Ultimate Assault hadn’t said ‘minute’ yet, but his teammate’s hand had already fallen on the corpse’s chest.
"Argh… this…" Apocalypse Assault felt deeply regretful inside. Too bad, it was too late.
"Well, you also got it. It’s easier to explain then," Ultimate Assault said, "did you see that this body had many fatal injuries…"
"Yeah… beheaded by something. The body…" Apocalypse Assault frowned. "Those two brats had autopsied or tortured the corpse…"
"Perhaps they had attacked it in different positions during the battle," said Ultimate Assault, "we can only think of it that way though."
After they had finished beholding the masterpiece by Feng Bujue and Wild Trace Sword Shadow, they started to move faster forward. They understood that even if there were monsters on this path, the other two must have solved them already. Thus, they didn’t need to worry about it, just trying to shorten the distance between them.
After running for a while, they saw something standing ahead of them in the dim-lit corridor.
This time, Apocalypse Assault had come over to check it out first. He shone the flashlight on that object and muttered, "That’s a human head…"
Ultimate Assault walked to him, took a look and said, "But where’s the body?"
"The monster ate it?" said Apocalypse Assault.
"You see, the neck under the helmet… yeah, a perfect flat cut." When Ultimate Assault said those words, a cold sweat had rolled down on his pale face. "Apparently, it’s caused by a very sharp weapon in just one slash."
Apocalypse Assault turned aside to see his teammate. "Are you saying that Wild Trace Sword Shadow and his teammate had eaten the body?"
"How could it be..." Ultimate Assault crouched down and observed the head inside the helmet. "Whether they destroyed the body right on the spot or dragged it away, there should be a lot of blood here. But this place has almost nothing. Moreover, take a look here… The inside of the skull is dried up. Besides some blood stains on the face, there’s no brain that remained."
"And the conclusion is?" asked Apocalypse Assault.
"We haven’t seen any corpses or blood stains along the way here," Ultimate Assault answered, "this means that they had killed the person somewhere ahead of us, but then they turned back and put this dried skull here."
"Well... They wanted to scare us?" snorted Apocalypse Assault.
"I guess so," said Ultimate Assault. "See the holes on the helmet? They don’t look like they were caused by some sort of weapon… Thus, before this man got beheaded, he might have been killed by a monster, and that monster had drunk the blood and brains in his head." He got up, "They beheaded the corpse then flung it here to create pressure on us, didn’t they? Ha ha, seems that all Wild Trace Sword Shadow has are just little tricks."
"This is simply lacking confidence…" Apocalypse Assault felt that his confidence had doubled after having listened to that. "What is the Saber Sword Smile? Aren’t they still scared when they are at low levels? Ha…"
"Quick, go after them," Ultimate Assault crossed over the head and said, "If the opponents want to delay us, the best countermeasure is not letting them do so."
Translator: Sigma Editor: Sigma
One hour later, Apocalypse Assault and Ultimate Assault had reached the intersection where Feng Bujue and Wild Trace Sword Shadow had encountered the giant monster.
"What are those?" asked Apocalypse Assault, looking at the rubbish pile of rusted metal trash, which emitted the rotten and displeasing smell on the ground. "A trap, perhaps?"
"I think it’s a corpse of some kind of monster," answered Ultimate Assault, "remember the explosion?"
"Ah... so it was burst into pieces," Apocalypse Assault said, "in other words, one hour ago, someone was here and had killed a…" He shrugged, couldn't imagine the appearance of this puddle of pus and metal pieces when it was still intact. "Well, it was a big monster, indeed."
"We’ve killed three or four guys in orange suit, but they didn't have anything that could explode," Ultimate Assault said, "they only have the Anti-gravity Launching Device. Thus, we can confirm that that explosion was caused by Wild Trace Sword Shadow and his teammate."
"This means that we are not going on a wrong way," continued Apocalypse Assault.
"Although this underground lab is large, it isn’t a maze, and the turns are not too deep. We’ve done searching the end of the other side; if we keep following this corridor, we will meet them soon." Ultimate Assault nodded.
"However, we failed to find any exit, this means that the other end where they are heading, would have an exit leading to the outside," said Apocalypse Assault.
"So what? The plot’s introduction mentioned that on this ‘Old Earth’, storm happens everywhere. Poisonous swamp and even the ocean is polluted. Apparently, the situation out there is worse than here," said Ultimate Assault.
The two of them were talking while walking to a metal gate that stood at the end of the corridor. The gate was open. The room behind was pitch-black, and the air there was permeated with a strange smell.
"Watch out for ambush or traps…" When they reached the door, Apocalypse Assault lowered his voice and talked to his teammate.
Ultimate Assault didn’t answer him; he just made a simple gesture to ask his teammate to follow him as he would be in charge of exploring one direction. It seemed like they had a fixed arrangement for entering dark places.
Ultimate Assault was the first one jumping into the door. Then, he immediately shone his flashlight forward, moving counterclockwise. Apocalypse Assault was close behind him, but his flashlight was moving clockwise.
It turned out that there was nothing valuable in the room apart from a broken cage and an empty iron chest.
"Seems that they had killed the monsters, opened the chest then left," said Apocalypse Assault.
"Yeah, perhaps—" Ultimate Assault was walking while talking to his teammate. He hadn’t finished his sentence yet, and the other had heard an unexpected muffled banging sound.
"What happened?" Apocalypse Assault turned his head around.
Ultimate Assault had fallen on the ground just like a dog gnawing mud. He was still calm enough to pick himself up and get up on his feet again, wiping away the two trickles of blood on his bleeding nose….
"Something… tripped me."
The way they were talking to each other became weirder. Even if something suddenly happened, their complexions and tones stayed the same, as cold and stiff as ice with a speed that wasn’t fast nor slow.
Ultimate Assault rubbed his legs, which looked like nothing was there. "There’s something invisible here… Oh…a corpse." The reason why he knew about the corpse immediately was because of a clear, pungent scent, moreover, because he had groped on the monster’s organs, which Feng Bujue had cut before. At this moment, his hand was covered with nauseating, but invisible mucus.
Apocalypse Assault had come over, wanting to touch and confirm the other’s assumption.
"Wait a—" Ultimate Assault hadn’t said ‘minute’ yet, but his teammate’s hand had already fallen on the corpse’s chest.
"Argh… this…" Apocalypse Assault felt deeply regretful inside. Too bad, it was too late.
"Well, you also got it. It’s easier to explain then," Ultimate Assault said, "did you see that this body had many fatal injuries…"
"Yeah… beheaded by something. The body…" Apocalypse Assault frowned. "Those two brats had autopsied or tortured the corpse…"
"Perhaps they had attacked it in different positions during the battle," said Ultimate Assault, "we can only think of it that way though."
After they had finished beholding the masterpiece by Feng Bujue and Wild Trace Sword Shadow, they started to move faster forward. They understood that even if there were monsters on this path, the other two must have solved them already. Thus, they didn’t need to worry about it, just trying to shorten the distance between them.
After running for a while, they saw something standing ahead of them in the dim-lit corridor.
This time, Apocalypse Assault had come over to check it out first. He shone the flashlight on that object and muttered, "That’s a human head…"
Ultimate Assault walked to him, took a look and said, "But where’s the body?"
"The monster ate it?" said Apocalypse Assault.
"You see, the neck under the helmet… yeah, a perfect flat cut." When Ultimate Assault said those words, a cold sweat had rolled down on his pale face. "Apparently, it’s caused by a very sharp weapon in just one slash."
Apocalypse Assault turned aside to see his teammate. "Are you saying that Wild Trace Sword Shadow and his teammate had eaten the body?"
"How could it be..." Ultimate Assault crouched down and observed the head inside the helmet. "Whether they destroyed the body right on the spot or dragged it away, there should be a lot of blood here. But this place has almost nothing. Moreover, take a look here… The inside of the skull is dried up. Besides some blood stains on the face, there’s no brain that remained."
"And the conclusion is?" asked Apocalypse Assault.
"We haven’t seen any corpses or blood stains along the way here," Ultimate Assault answered, "this means that they had killed the person somewhere ahead of us, but then they turned back and put this dried skull here."
"Well... They wanted to scare us?" snorted Apocalypse Assault.
"I guess so," said Ultimate Assault. "See the holes on the helmet? They don’t look like they were caused by some sort of weapon… Thus, before this man got beheaded, he might have been killed by a monster, and that monster had drunk the blood and brains in his head." He got up, "They beheaded the corpse then flung it here to create pressure on us, didn’t they? Ha ha, seems that all Wild Trace Sword Shadow has are just little tricks."
"This is simply lacking confidence…" Apocalypse Assault felt that his confidence had doubled after having listened to that. "What is the Saber Sword Smile? Aren’t they still scared when they are at low levels? Ha…"
"Quick, go after them," Ultimate Assault crossed over the head and said, "If the opponents want to delay us, the best countermeasure is not letting them do so."
