High Above

  Chapter 316 Approaching artillery fire (13)

  In the far sea of ​​the South China Sea, around the unnamed islands and reefs around the Odell Reefs.

   A world completely surrounded by water.

  This is a hidden ocean blue hole. In the center of the reef, there is a dark sea area that suddenly sinks. It is filled with sea water, but there is a hidden drainage pipe deep in the hole.

   Every once in a while, the water in the blue hole will be completely drained, until the high tide brought by the rising and falling sea tide fills it up again.

The entrance of Sequoia Base is located at the top of a Z-shaped hole at the bottom of the blue hole. There is a strange air wall at the hole to isolate the sea water, and the drain at the bottom of the blue hole may lead directly to the cooling area. Dissatisfied with the secret entrance and exit that is always blocked by the deep sea water.

  Of course, for the pre-epoch civilization, this is probably just a unique landscape.

   But now, it is so hidden that it is almost impossible to find it.

  The survivors of the **** team back then were probably thrown into this area by a big storm, and then happened to enter the hole when the blue hole was draining.

  Everyone stood on the outermost edge of the reef, breathing in the fresh natural air greedily—even if the sky and the earth were flooded with cloudy clouds and rain, it was still better than the stuffy and insect-smelling underground ruins.

   "Finally, finally out - the next thing is to get in touch with Uncle Ayres..."

  At this moment, Isengard finally breathed a sigh of relief. He has been tense all the time, trying his best not to let himself be a burden to others, but to be able to help Master Goser and Ian.

  He's doing pretty well.

Neither Master Gesse nor Ian expected that the blond boy who was so silly and sweet at the beginning could still fight decently. It was the decisive blow that defeated Patrick.

  If it wasn't for that shot, I am afraid that Ian would have to entangle with the opponent for quite a long time, regardless of the outcome.

  In that case, the Ether Crystal Dragon may not be able to defeat the mother worm during the overload time.

  However, when he thought of Viscount Grant, his expression became a little weird.

  —After all, Viscount Grant and Patrick are true friends.

  He has a good relationship with the other party, entirely because he is Patrick's nephew, and the other party regards him as a 'friend's nephew'.

   Now, my friend's nephew killed his friend, and he still expects Viscount Grant to treat him well, so he can only rely on the noble sentiment and the affection of Master Gosser.

  Ask yourself, Essengard thinks that it is a normal script for Viscount Grant and Uncle Patrick to join forces to kill him. Why don't these two bad friends choose to cooperate?

  It's weird no matter how you think about it...

"uncle…"

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing again: "There were so many opportunities to kill me, but in the end, I sent them all out abruptly."

   "Do you want to kill me, or do you want to die..."

   Forced to cheer up, Isengard thought about it and decided not to provoke Viscount Grant.

  Bishop Baiwu, Master Goser, and even Ian and others came to contact the Viscount. Calling the guide ship is the best choice.

   Subconsciously turned his head and looked at the three figures that appeared in his mind.

  Bishop Bishop and Master Gesai were talking quietly on the edge of the reef, and even started to isolate the source of the sound, obviously not wanting the 'junior' to hear.

   And Ian…

  Esen was a little surprised to find that the boy Bai Zhimin at this moment also showed an expression very similar to his distressed expression before.

  At this moment, Ian was indeed in doubt.

  The echoes of the past that he had peeped through the precognitive vision reappeared in his mind. He frowned, and realized that there was a rather critical problem hidden in these memories.

   "No."

  Thinking in his heart, he felt more and more uneasy: "Father gave the blue key card to the Huaiguang believer named Mo Lin... If he died in the big storm, it might not be a big deal..."

   "But that key card should be in the hands of Viscount Grant, right?"

  Ian still remembered that there was a purple mist in the Viscount's mansion.

   It wasn't the Viscount himself, nor was he armed with the ether. The purple mist was the reason why the natives attacked repeatedly.

   Looking back now, that was the key to the Aboriginal holy land.

  The big storm fourteen years ago caused a huge impact on Harrison Port and the ancestral home of the aborigines, Elephant Bone Mountain. Therefore, the aborigines found the ancient records of their long-forgotten ancestors, and knew the location of the holy land they left in the past.

  Yes, the records left by their ancestors told them that there were terrible demons and many monsters in the Holy Land, and it was these extremely dangerous existences that forced them to leave the paradise.

   But so what?

  Compared to being suppressed by the empire now, perhaps it is what they should do now to go to the Holy Land to find those ancient monsters and plagues that can be used as 'weapons'.

   However, the natives lack keys.

  They are missing a key that can open the main door.

   "It's the key in Maureen's hand."

The mystery in Ian's heart was gradually solved, but his heart sank like a stone in the sea: "It was true that Maureen sent the key and the message of the escort, but Viscount Grant pretended not to know .”

   "He got the key to the main entrance of the relic, and he also knew that there were relics of pre-epoch civilization on the bottom of the South China Sea—he understood that the sacred place of the aborigines is the relic."

   "So... which possibility is it?"

   "Did Viscount Grant kill Maureen in order to keep it secret; or was Maureen seriously injured and died before he could tell the news?"

   "Perhaps at that time, Port Harrison, which was hit by a big storm, couldn't rescue a few survivors of the **** who were probably dead."

   Even if he is a prophet, Ian can't predict or spy on such details.

   Moreover, in the final analysis, regardless of whether Viscount Grant came or not, the survivors of the guards left at the gate of the ruins would not survive.

  Because of hunger, because of the revived brain devouring psychic power, and because of the madness brought about by fear, not long after Mo Lin left, the cannibalism began.

  They all died by each other's swords, not by Viscount Grant.

but…

  The Viscount did not come.

   This is also true.

   "Ian?"

  The suspicious voices of his peers came from his ears, and the boy realized his gaffe.

  He took a deep breath, and then his expression returned to normal.

  Ian smiled and turned his head to look at Isengarde: "It's nothing, it just feels like a world away. It's really amazing that the world can be so vast."

   "Haha, I think so too—but if the tide gets bigger, things will be troublesome."

Isengard also feels the same way. He even has a "fainting sky syndrome" now. This is an illusion caused by staying underground for a long time. It means that the sky is an empty nothingness, and he may fall into it at any time. The tide beat against the rocks, making him feel like he couldn't even stand firmly.

  Of course, this is impossible. It is impossible for a first-level sublimator to lose his footing.

unless…

   It is the earth and sea that are really shaking.

  Boom boom...

   There seems to be the sound of naval artillery in the distance.

   "So, can I think that the Huaiguang Church is also dissatisfied with today...?"

   "Huaiguang is dissatisfied with all the sufferings that this world is full of, but as the "proverbs" say, only human beings oppress themselves, human beings mutilate themselves, and no one can untie the rope, and we will not make any choices."

   "Just like back then, no matter who?"

  "Human beings will change, light will change, but Huaiguang will never change."

   "Okay... wait, things have changed."

   Bishop Baiwu and Master Gosai, who were communicating on the side, also stopped their whispering of the two elders.

Master Goser frowned slightly, looked at the sea area on the other side, and then stretched his brows: "Well, I didn't hear the sound of the engine of the fully armored battleship, and there was no second ether weapon, it seems that the fast fleet from the surrounding high seas should come. The South China Sea will see the situation."

   "As for now, they are probably communicating with each other."

  The old man is well-informed, and he is not surprised by the gradually noisy gunfire in the sea: "It seems that we must contact Ayers quickly and ask him to send someone to pick us up."

   "Otherwise, the danger may not be dangerous, but things will definitely be troublesome."

  (end of this chapter)