Chapter 157: Crushing Defeat
Chapter 157: Crushing Defeat
Everyone from the Thunder Martial Hall entered the Light Gate in order. A long passage appeared before their eyes.
Three assassins in Leather Armor moved to the front of the group and began carefully scouting ahead. Such passages were perfect for traps.
Behind them were the Elite Disciples of the Thunder Martial Hall, with Shi Changdong standing at the very front.
The three assassins gave safe signals along the way. Shi Changdong waved his right hand, and everyone rushed in.
By then, the passage was already filled with lake water, with no place to breathe. Shi Changdong sneered inwardly. For others, this passage full of water and without oxygen would take twenty minutes to reach the end, which was indeed troublesome. But for the Thunder Martial Hall, obtaining over a thousand oxygen tanks was not difficult. Their recent preparations had been for these very oxygen tanks.
“Hall Master, there’s an iron grate ahead!” one assassin in black Leather Armor said quietly.
Shi Changdong was surprised. When he had entered the Village of Sacrifice before, there had been no iron grate.
“Let me see!”
Even with oxygen tanks, walking underwater was not comfortable at all.
Shi Changdong walked to the front and touched the grate.
“Defense 300, Health Points twenty-three thousand?” Shi Changdong frowned deeply.
“Attack it!” Shi Changdong said.
This grate must have been built by Xu Feng later. But what use was it?
Shi Changdong clenched his fists. A faint blue light shimmered on his heavy gloves as he punched the grate.
Boom!
The grate trembled slightly. That strike took over three hundred Health Points from the grate. Considering the defense, Shi Changdong’s punch was enough to kill an ordinary adult.
“Attack together!” Shi Changdong shouted.
Hearing the rumbling sounds from underwater, Xu Feng smiled slightly and sat cross-legged quietly by the Sweetwater Lake.
Three crocodile turtles were building nests. Startled by the vibrations of the grate, they began silently swimming toward the passage.
Roaring was a way to scare enemies, but when hunting, movements had to be light and sounds soft. In the water, the large and clumsy crocodile turtles seemed weightless, moving as nimbly as fish as they slowly swam toward the passage entrance.
“Hall Master, the oxygen tanks are running low…”
Shi Changdong’s face turned very ugly. Just one iron grate had trapped all of them, leaving them stuck and unable to advance or retreat.
The iron grate’s Health Points were only half depleted. Not everyone had an attack power like Shi Changdong’s, and the passage was narrow, allowing only four or five people to attack at once. By the time the grate was destroyed, some people’s Energy Value would likely be nearly empty.
“Take turns! Conserve Energy Value as much as possible! Use skill attacks!”
Under continuous attacks, the iron grate began to warp and deform, its Health Points steadily dropping. But many Elite Disciples of the Thunder Martial Hall were already red-faced, holding their breath to the limit.
“Continue!”
Shi Changdong’s face was grim. There was no turning back now. They could only break through the grate and enter the Village of Sacrifice Camp to be saved. Looking back, a third of the people already had strings of damage numbers floating above their heads.
Shi Changdong pushed aside the people in front and stepped forward, starting to charge his strength.
Boom!
With a loud crash, the iron grate shattered into pieces, flying outward.
“Charge forward!” Shi Changdong raised his arm and shouted, leading the charge toward the passage exit.
Entering the Sweetwater Lake, Shi Changdong felt relieved. Bright light shone above. As long as they got past this, what difficulty would there be for over a thousand people to destroy a small village?
Roar!
Just as Shi Changdong prepared to swim upward, he felt a sharp pain in his waist. Turning his head, he saw a terrifying monster had bitten him. His eyes widened in fury.
“Damn it!” Shi Changdong punched the monster’s head.
Thud!
A damage number of over thirty appeared above the monster’s head.
Shi Changdong’s face changed dramatically. He knew his own attack power. Even a normal punch shouldn’t deal only thirty-some points of damage.
“A Three-Star Elite?” Shi Changdong was stunned.
Once the crocodile turtle bit down, it refused to let go, continuously tearing at Shi Changdong.
“Attack, attack the monster!” Shi Changdong looked back and saw two more monsters had already charged into the crowd, attacking relentlessly.
The Elite Disciples, who had held their breath to the limit, had no time to join forces against these monsters. They all struggled to swim toward the surface. Any later, and they would suffocate to death without the dragon turtles’ attacks.
Roar!
The other two dragon turtles kept biting the Elite Disciples desperately swimming upward. After entering the suffocation state, their own defense continuously decreased over time.
“Help, ah~”
Screams rose one after another. Bodies were torn into pieces by the dragon turtles, dyeing the lake water a faint pink.
Xu Feng sat cross-legged by the lake. A three-inch-long silver Flying Sword circled around him like a swimming fish, constantly darting up and down.
“Gasp~ Gasp~”
One by one, Elite Disciples surfaced, gasping for air. The Sweetwater Lake now resembled a pot of boiling porridge.
Above, the Flood Dragon grew restless, its front claws scratching the rocks before its nest. Gravel kept falling downward, but Xu Feng used his mind to stop it from descending. The Flood Dragon seemed irritable. Though unwilling, it still obeyed Xu Feng’s decision.
“Flying Sword, strike!”
Whoosh!
A white flash passed as the three-inch Flying Sword instantly transformed into a three-foot-long sword, slashing toward an Elite Disciple desperately swimming to shore.
“No!” The Elite Disciple felt a bone-chilling coldness. Looking up, he saw the sword light descending toward his head.
Already with low Health Points, his hit points instantly dropped to zero. His body went limp in the water, slowly sinking.
In his Near-Death State, he couldn’t move. Sinking to the bottom with no one to save him meant certain death.
“Why, why are there Guardian Beasts!” Shi Changdong roared angrily, punching the crocodile turtle that bit him again and again.
As a fist technique master, Shi Changdong’s profession was a boxer. His gloves were a Dark Gold Quality weapon. Even a Three-Star Elite Monster couldn’t withstand repeated blows to the head and finally released its grip, freeing Shi Changdong.
However, just as Shi Changdong breathed a sigh of relief, the dragon turtle’s claw came down on him like a mountain.
Now with only half his Health Points left, Shi Changdong’s face changed dramatically. He quickly dodged to the side, but his movements were slowed in the water. The dragon turtle caught him, and a damage number of over seven hundred appeared above his head.
“I can’t fight these monsters in the water!” Shi Changdong thought, struggling to swim upward.
Around him, bodies sank to the bottom like dumped dumplings. Without even seeing the Village of Sacrifice, hundreds had already perished in this Sweetwater Lake.