bestfiction Chapter 273 Seeking refuge in a coffin
Chapter 273 Seeking refuge in a coffin
The black tide came so quickly that the soldiers had no time to do anything.
Just as Zhong Ming sealed the two small openings, the black water surged forward.
"Quihong, come quick!"
Matt gave a shout and, without pausing for a moment, took out a hook from his storage bag. It looked rusty and he didn't know what it had been used for before.
With a casual flick of his wrist, he precisely hooked Zhong Ming's belt and pulled him sharply backward. Zhong Ming saw the wall in front of him getting further and further away, and then a wooden plank rose up, plunging the surroundings into darkness.
"Hey hey hey, don't push! Who's taking off my shoes?"
"Light! Someone give me some light!"
A beam of light came from behind Zhong Ming, then immediately went out.
"Don't use fire! Do you think this is a furnace?" After a few shouts, one by one, the illuminating stones were taken out of the storage bag, emitting a faint glow.
Zhong Ming barely managed to adjust his position and spun around in place, only to find his view completely blocked by Matt's back.
More than twenty people were crammed into a small space. Originally designed for six people to lie comfortably side by side, it was now divided into upper, middle and lower bunks, with people squeezed into the gaps, making it extremely crowded.
"Put anything that can be stored in the storage bag into it."
Someone shouted, but it had no effect.
Chen Dahai's wheelchair was already stuffed into the storage bag; if he crammed any more in, he could only fit his inner clothing and armor.
Obviously, in this situation, it would be a bit too unrestrained for everyone to put their inner armor and underwear into their storage bags.
"Little Liu, is the defensive capability of your coffin any good?"
"Is the coffin you prepared for yourself highly defensive?" the skinny cultivator retorted. He was now huddled in a corner, his chest pressed against a large buttock, making it difficult for him to speak.
Hearing the muffled voices, Matt shouted, "Everyone, adjust your positions, cover each other, and try to line up in one direction!"
Taking advantage of the opportunity, he kept wriggling forward, then suddenly pulled hard. A scream came from the side, "Ouch! Who's so inconsiderate? My shoulder is about to be crushed!"
Suddenly, a gap appeared behind Matt in front of Zhong Ming, and Akame was pulled to the middle in a daze.
Thus, with Chi Tong in front, Ma Te behind, Zhong Ming to the left, Xuan Jing to the right, and Kai Shan to the right, the group surrounded her tightly.
Everyone has learned their lesson. Last time, they went too far and were taken advantage of by a Foundation Establishment stage lecher. Today, in this crowded and cramped place, they cannot afford to be careless.
Only the second team leader and Chen Dahai remained, having been squeezed out of sight.
Zhong Ming suddenly smelled a delicate fragrance. Chi Tong was nestled firmly in his arms; he could feel her faint breath against his chest, but...
His hair was all over his face.
My three thousand strands of hair almost blocked my airway; every time I took a breath, all the strands of hair blocked my airway.
Zhong Ming had no choice but to hold his breath and breathe using his oxygen stone dentures. Although his sense of smell was temporarily blocked, his sense of touch could not be blocked at all.
A teenage boy had a girl clinging tightly to him, occasionally jerked by her movements. All his attention was focused on suppressing his fighting spirit.
Don't draw your gun! Don't draw your gun!
Anyone who has studied marksmanship knows that recoil control is very difficult...
Zhong Ming's face turned bright red, and he turned his head to one side, pressing his left ear against the wooden board. At that moment, he heard the voice of the person from before in his right ear.
"Hey, are you feeling better? Little Liu, can you talk?"
"The coffin lid is only as hard as a low-grade magic artifact. Good luck to you."
"It's better than nothing."
Several soldiers hadn't had time to get in, so they just found a coffin and lay down inside. In the current situation, no one took the order to hold the corner tower seriously.
Whether the corner tower will still be there after this great wave has passed is another matter.
A quick calculation suggests that the Blackwater should already be nearby.
The corner tower began to shake as the grand formation and the black water tide collided, with the collision of spiritual energy and domains being particularly intense.
Although the merfolk leader Ying Tian was injured and his domain power weakened, he was still a Nascent Soul cultivator, and soon the great formation could not hold on any longer.
A clear cracking sound reached the corner tower, audible even through the wooden planks.
Then came the sound of rushing water.
Who pees here?
"You idiot, that's the corner tower cracked and leaking water." As soon as the words were spoken, the entire coffin fell silent. No one dared to make a sound, as if they were afraid that their words would be the final tremor that crushed the corner tower.
Inside the coffin, you could hear a pin drop; only faint breathing could be heard, rapid yet suppressed.
More light appeared, not because the wooden planks had shattered and outside light had shone in, but because many people began to channel their spiritual energy into the protective inner armor.
Red-eyed's little hands were fiddling with something, constantly gliding across Zhong Ming's waist and abdomen. Combined with Matt's squeezing, her hands were incredibly strong, almost like a massage.
Zhong Ming's chest began to heave violently. Although he was breathing with oxygen stones, the stones were in his mouth, not in his lungs, so he still had to breathe. The constant heaving made Chi Tong's actions seem even more...ambiguous.
A chill ran down Zhong Ming's back.
'Who the hell peed their pants?' That was his first thought, but he quickly realized, 'If it was pee, it should be warm.'
A cool sensation began to spread from his hip bone, gradually enveloping his entire body.
No, it wasn't just him; it spread in other directions as well, beginning to protect Xuan Jinghe, Matt, and Yue Kaishan.
"Red Eyes?"
"Ah."
The cultivators of Wanbing Valley are truly wealthy and powerful; this protective treasure isn't just for one person, it can actually protect this small area.
With this layer of power as a foundation, Zhong Ming felt much more at ease, and his breathing gradually calmed down.
Their almost superstitious trust in Wanbing Valley led them to believe that whatever Chi Tong took out would save them from danger.
Well, then there's no need to worry about Chen Dahai.
The sound of water outside grew louder and began to come from all directions.
"Hold on tight, the corner tower is about to collapse."
As soon as he finished speaking, the corner tower collapsed with a roar, and black water slammed into the coffin, causing the wooden planks to thin rapidly as the destructive force washed over it.
"Hold on a little longer. There's only one more wave, and the black water will definitely pass soon."
When the Merfolk attacked, they used the skeletons of the giant Dark Abyss Fish as their breakthrough point, and they rushed in from one direction, so the current was rapid and the attack lasted for a long time. But this time, the attack spread in all directions. In addition, there were many breaches in the city wall. The second floor of the corner tower, which is one of the highest points of the city wall, should not be hit by a strong impact.
Zhong Ming kept trying to comfort himself, but things didn't go as planned.
A terrifying feeling of weightlessness washed over me.
The second-floor floor was washed away.