141. Surrounded
“Oh damn, I must have had too much to drink yesterday… Can someone tell me if I’m dreaming right now?” White Cone knocked on his head.
“Don’t panic. This is [Spatial Disruption].”
The Pope explained, also staring at the ceiling.
“Damn it, we need to notify the God Slaying Society now…”
Mura subconsciously sensed danger and took out a magic communicator, intending to contact the people waiting above.
But she found that the magic communicator seemed to be broken, and no one could be contacted.
“Damn it.”
“No need to contact them. From the moment we stepped into the sinkhole, we were isolated from the original world,” the Pope said with a smile. “But it doesn’t matter. I can tell you where the target is. At that time, whether it’s treasures or power, it will all be ours.”
“I’m the only human who knows this place.”
Just then, he created a step with light magic… connecting to the stone wall of the ceiling.
He took a step, and began to walk on it against gravity, looking a little clumsy.
But when his foot was on the stone wall of the ceiling, he miraculously stabilized his center of gravity, and then his whole body was on the ceiling—as if something was sucking his feet.
“Come on.”
He looked up at the others, who were also upside down from his perspective.
Reina used gravity magic to reverse the wheelchair and landed easily on the ceiling. Then, as if gravity had suddenly reversed, when the wheelchair landed on the “ceiling,” she had the feeling of being on solid ground again.
Just like that, everyone successfully stood on the “ceiling,” treating it as land.
“What an amazing structure, as if gravity was reversed while we were flying.”
“This is the residual power of the Goddess,” the Pope explained. “If we’re not careful, it’s possible to die here.”
“But isn’t the Goddess right beside us?” White Cone asked.
“…”
The hall fell silent.
The Pope put the light attribute magic back into a prepared lantern.
But it was several times brighter than an ordinary lantern, and it seemed to be brighter and softer.
The dazzling light spread out, allowing everyone to see the “ceiling,” a larger area of the scene, which was now the ground they were standing on.
This was a deserted city.
The blackened walls and ruins showed its past prosperity, and the barren ground was crisscrossed with gullies, like a desert.
But the light was limited. Besides that, it was still a darkness that was difficult to see through, like opening a flashlight in a completely dark rainy night, but still unable to illuminate the darkness around them.
Unlike where Calysia and the others were, compared to that natural beauty, this place was more like a war-torn city.
She could see the full picture of the “darkness.”
Besides the ruins, which looked like they had been bombarded by artillery fire, in the center of the city, there was a basin that was concave inwards.
And in the basin was an impenetrable white cloud and mist.
It was similar to the space where the Dark Clone was.
But although they had entered from the same sinkhole, they had arrived in completely different spaces, which was very strange.
A gust of wind carrying sand and dust swept over them, making people subconsciously cover their mouths and noses.
“What a terrible environment. Don’t tell me the Goddess’s treasures are in a place like this.”
The sandstorm grew larger, and everyone began to subconsciously cover their eyes.
What moved Reina was that even so, Pesa insisted on pushing her wheelchair and refused to let go.
“It’s under the clouds and mist,” the Pope said.
“What are the clouds and mist?”
“You’ll know when we get there.”
Just then, Mura looked at Pesa with a provocative expression and asked:
“Are you regretting coming along, human girl?”
Pesa shook her head, seemingly unconcerned: “I’ll definitely be of help!”
For a moment, Reina felt a sense of guilt.
Suddenly.
Something began to shuttle through the darkness. Reina could sense it through her perception of gravity.
They weren’t fast, but she could tell that they were some big things.
“Be careful of enemies,” Reina reminded them.
The Pope also became alert.
“[Boundless Light]”
He created an even larger sphere of light.
But even with more light summoned, it only expanded their field of vision slightly.
“Stop!”
Just then, Short Wind suddenly shouted.
“The air flow is wrong, enemies are approaching!”
He quickly stopped, and everyone else also stopped, gathering together, vigilantly watching the surrounding darkness.
What broke the darkness was a pale light.
As a gust of wind howled past, a 300-centimeter-long tusk spun and flew towards them.
The Pope chanted a spell and summoned a barrier, deflecting the tusk.
The next second, an orc, bare-chested and ten meters tall, with bulging muscles, emerged from the darkness, caught the tusk, and slammed it on the barrier…
The Pope actually had to squat down with effort.
White Cone clasped his hands together, and a huge silver warhammer appeared in his hands. He swung it and struck the orc’s abdomen.
But the orc reacted quickly, dodging sideways, and then punched the barrier again.
“Bang—!”
The moment the barrier shattered, Short Wind also used light magic to summon countless throwing knives, which pierced towards the orc’s eyes and heart. The latter raised his arm to block the throwing knives, but his arm and leg were pierced, his movements hindered.
“Well done, human!”
A seed appeared in Mura’s hand, and then it actually turned into an elven bow. She drew the bowstring, and an arrow of wind appeared on the bow out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, it pierced the orc’s heart.
But the orc didn’t die! He stood up from the ground and continued to charge towards them. It seemed that a heavy punch was about to land on Short Wind’s small body…
“Splurt—”
Reina raised her hand, and with two flashes of her sword, the orc’s body was cut into four pieces, completely motionless.
“Quick, look at his eyes!”
No one was surprised by Reina’s strength, but the orc’s appearance stunned everyone.
He hadn’t completely died…
His eyes were burning with pale flames. It was clearly an undead resurrected by necromancy!
—It was said that the reconnaissance team was almost wiped out, killed by this kind of undead!
“Shadow of God, the enemy is the Shadow of God!”
Suddenly, more and more footsteps approached. In the darkness, were countless pairs of eyes emitting a pale light.
Hundreds of undead had surrounded them.
…
At this moment, the situation on the other side also changed.
When Calysia and her group were about to investigate the smoke and mist, several undead orcs actually crawled out of the mound of earth.
“[Moonshaker]!”
Liya’s beautiful sword accurately cut off the undead orc’s head, and the ferocious sword aura annihilated the rest of its body and flesh. Then she quickly looked for her next opponent.
White Miry’s side was even easier.
She directly pierced through the orcs’ bodies with a blue aura, and then, the pale color actually turned into White Miry’s ghostly blue.
