Chapter 1268 - 642
A discerning person can immediately understand that the vast Human Sacrifice Pit they passed through just now and the crisscrossing corridors they rushed along don’t even count as the main body of this underground building. Starting from this bronze hall, they’ve truly entered the underground palace.
Everyone was secretly doubting, how big is this place?
Unlike the pitch-black corridors just now where you couldn’t see your hand in front of you, there was an extremely faint light inside the hall. The light source was surprisingly the large gemstones embedded in the arm guards, belts, knee guards, and boots of four Divine Statues. Among them, the largest Ruby was as big as a human’s head. If they weren’t so urgent to escape, someone would surely want to pry a few gemstones loose; treasures like these taken outside to sell could afford a lifetime of indulgence.
Upon reaching here, Boss Kun hesitated. This side hall was too spacious, with no cover whatsoever, and if they encountered any danger while moving forward, they would have no room to buffer.
At this moment, the young man behind Boss Kun whispered: "Uncle, look at the eyes of the Divine Statue!"
With his remark, everyone looked up, and instantly felt a chill.
It turned out that the positions of the four Divine Statues were different, yet the purple eyes seemed to be glaring unblinkingly at the mortals below, like ants! Clearly just statues, but the malevolence, malice, and ridicule in those eyes were so vivid that it sent shivers down everyone’s spine.
Someone apprehensively said: "What’s the matter, are these statues alive? The way they look at me, it’s like they’re looking at premium dried meat."
"Fourth" said in a deep voice: "Don’t let your mind wander, they’re just expertly crafted. We should hurry and leave."
At this moment, a rustling noise already emerged from the corridor behind them. Everyone was familiar with the sound, knowing that the Mountain Anchors were at their heels, and judging by the noise, there seemed to be quite a few of them. Faces changed color, and under Boss Kun’s lead, they quickly raced along the edge of the hall. He had decent eyesight, already spotting that beneath the opposing bronze statue seemed to be two even taller doors, presumably the exit. It’s instinctual for people to avoid open spaces, even if it means taking a longer route.
A dozen breaths later, the dark shiny silhouettes of the Mountain Anchors indeed emerged from the corridor, undeniably capturing the movements of Boss Kun and his group. But to their surprise, these creatures stood hesitating behind the bronze door frame, with a few even circling back and forth, seemingly afraid of the bronze hall.
Boss Kun glanced back and saw this scene, and instead of relief, he felt worry. He urged everyone in a low voice: "Quickly, go, go!" The situation was critical; everyone tore open a paper talisman already held in hand, and with a flash of green light encompassing them, a slight breeze seemed to wrap around their bodies, and their speed instantly increased by two-tenths. This was the Gale Talisman taking effect.
Seeing the prey escape swiftly, the desire to kill and hunt finally overpowered everything, and the antennae on the heads of the three Mountain Anchors twitched wildly. Unable to hold back any longer, they charged into the bronze hall, heading straight for Boss Kun and the others!
As facts prove, running on two legs faster than six legs is quite challenging, especially when both parties are sprinting in a straight line. The six long legs of the Mountain Anchors moved in unison, shortening the distance by one-third in just a few breaths. It wasn’t like those scenes from low-budget movies where the protagonist can outrun monsters just with sheer leg power. So, Boss Kun tragically calculated that it was impossible for the seven of them to escape unscathed. If they wanted to reach the opposite gate, at least two people would need to be sacrificed as bait. Furthermore, his nephew had an injured foot. If the Mountain Anchors got too close, the two beside him would likely abandon this burden as bait to save themselves.
This is human survival instinct—how could he accuse them?
"Such bad luck!" Although he had some understanding of the underground palace’s layout, he didn’t know what kind of monsters were kept here. Mortals trying to deal with these creatures faced considerable difficulty.
As he turned back, he discovered that the fastest Mountain Anchor had already closed in on the end of the group, which included the two carrying his nephew. They were separated by only four to five fifteen meters now. Naturally, he still held a trump card in hand, but it wasn’t appropriate to use it just then. So he internally sighed, "Forget it," and turned away, not wanting to witness the impending tragedy.
At this moment, the Mountain Anchor had advanced more than seven meters, its snapping jaws already clearly visible. Unfortunately, although this creature wasn’t slow, it lacked the power to leap; otherwise, with a single jump, it could have captured those three.