Chapter 1680 Name

My head feels dizzy.

But my body doesn't hurt.

The ground seems not as hard as imagined.

and……

Still a little soft.

Ponder, who fell from the ground, gradually woke up.

Subconsciously, the herder representative from the Bay Area checked his body and touched the ground subconsciously.

"Have you touched enough?"

The loud words rang in his ears, and Ponnad was startled.

Then he realized that Lucan was underneath him.

Ponard jumped up immediately. With the help of a little light, Ponard could clearly see that there were cracks all around the ground where Lucan lay.

Cracks caused entirely by impact.

Looking at Lucan completely embedded in the ground, Ponard could completely guess how much impact Lucan had endured.

If it were him with such power...

I'm afraid he will die simply!

Suddenly, Ponnard's look at Lucan became complicated.

You know, not long ago, he regarded the other party as his opponent.

But now, this potential opponent has saved him.

For a moment, Ponnard didn't know what attitude he should use to face the other party.

Lucan naturally felt such eyes.

"I'm not saving you."

"It's just that I'm heavier than you and fell first."

The herdsman from the Northland was gritting his teeth as he spoke and was about to stand up, but as soon as he was halfway up, he lay down on the ground again.

There is no doubt that even the Northland herders, who are known for their physical strength, would not have escaped unscathed after falling from such a height and serving as human cushions.

"Are you OK?"

After coming back to his senses, Ponder immediately ran over and squatted down to check Lucan's injuries.

"fine."

The northern herder replied solemnly.

"Broken ribs, broken leg bones, internal organs damaged to varying degrees..."

"I told you I'm fine."

"Just get some sleep."

The Northland Shepherd interrupted Ponard's words, and then closed his eyes.

But, I just closed my eyes.

Something warm was poked into his mouth, followed by a slightly fishy liquid.

The northern herder opened his eyes instantly.

I saw the test tube just before my eyes.

He wanted to spit out the test tube, but his weak body made it impossible for him to do so.

Moreover, Ponnard took out several more test tubes in the next moment and inserted them into his mouth.

"I don't like to owe people favors."

"These are the healing potions I found before."

"You should be able to recover quickly."

Ponnard said seriously.

Then, Ponnard worked hard to help Lucan up, put one of Lucan's hands on his shoulder, picked up the opponent's belt, and worked hard to move to one side.

This is a huge hall.

It was pitch dark all around and I couldn't see clearly.

But Ponnard knew he couldn't stay where he was.

Because the Minotaur will come at any time.

After seeing the opponent's ability, Ponnard didn't think that the alloy door could stop the opponent.

Apparently Lucan knew this too.

At this time, the Northland Herder wanted to lighten Ponnard's burden, but he exerted a little force, and his whole body ached from the inside out.

Undoubtedly, the injury this time was more serious than he imagined.

"You'd better stay still."

"Those medicines are all mine, if you get hurt again."

"I can't find the medicine."

As Ponard spoke, he turned his head around a lot.

This is one side of the hall. The walls are tall and solid, with some broken reliefs.

If you touch it with your hands, it has a cold feeling, somewhere between stone and metal.

"This is where?"

"Have you ever seen a place like this?"

Ponard asked in a low voice.

"No."

"I thought at first we were entering the city's sewers."

The Northland Shepherd said simply.

"There will be no reliefs in the sewers."

"and……"

"The air here is very fresh and there is no feeling of stuffiness at all. There should be special vents."

Ponnard raised a hand, licked the tip of his finger with his tongue, and after feeling it carefully, he immediately pointed to a direction in the darkness.

"here."

With that said, Ponnard half supported and half carried Lucan forward there.

A tunnel, also in darkness, appeared.

Standing here, I can already clearly feel the wind.

Ponnard continued forward with Lucan.

After walking about four to five hundred meters, the herder from the Bay Area began to breathe heavily.

Heavy!

So heavy!

He felt that he was not carrying a man on his back, but a bear.

No!

The bears are not as heavy as each other!

"Put me down."

"I feel better and able to go."

The Northland Shepherd felt Ponnard's increasingly rapid breathing and said directly.

Northland herders know how much they weigh.

The Northland herders also know what Ponard is good at.

In fact, Ponnard's ability to carry him half-carrying so far exceeded the expectations of the Northland herders.

However, Ponnard did not follow through on his words.

The herdsman from the Bay Area had his head buried and walked with Lucan on his back, a rare look of stubbornness on his face.

Just like other herders.

No matter what he looks like at ordinary times, he always has his own persistence at the most critical moment.

Ponnard is no exception.

If it has nothing to do with him, he can do nothing to save him.

However, he must save the person who saved him.

It’s not about kindness.

It’s just about principles.

After continuing for four to five hundred meters, in this dark corridor, Ponard finally saw the direction from which the wind was coming, which was an open door.

It does not open naturally.

But a violent break-in.

The heavy wooden door was broken into pieces and scattered on the ground, with only a few remaining on the door frame.

"this?"

Ponnard frowned.

After the inspection, Ponnard's frown deepened.

"The wooden door is 20 centimeters thick. It has been soaked in tung oil and is extremely strong. I saw no traces of weapons such as cutting and hammering, and there was no residue of explosives. There was only a shallow footprint, which should be..."

"Kicked away!"

Ponnard himself was shocked when he came up with this answer.

After taking a breath, Ponnard looked at Lucan.

"I should be able to do it when I'm at my strongest."

"But it won't be that easy."

Northland graziers don't mince words.

"Do you know anyone in camp who could do that?"

Ponnard continued to ask.

"No."

The Northland Shepherd shook his head.

He really didn't know anyone in the temporary camp could do it.

Qin Ran's figure flashed through his mind, but the northern herder shook his head again.

The other party should be stronger than him!

But it won't be too strong, otherwise how could he still be in the ordinary camp? The alien camp is where the opponent should go.

Could it be...

"Have people from the alien camp entered?"

whispered the Northland Shepherd.

"It could also be a weird camp!"

Ponnard's expression changed slightly.

The herder has reservations about the 'foreigners', but the two sides are considered allies.

And for ‘Weird’, that’s really the nemesis.

Otherwise, the ‘Winter Night War’ would not be possible.

"what to do?"

Ponnard looked at the passage behind the door, hesitating.

There was some silence among the Northland graziers.

However, just when the two of them were silent——

boom!

An extremely heavy sound came from the direction of the hall far behind.

Both of them changed color at the same time.

The Minotaur is coming!

Without hesitation, Ponnard continued forward with Lucan half on his back.

The two of them didn't know who was in front of them.

But they knew exactly who was behind them.

If the Minotaur catches up, both of them will die.

But what lies ahead is unknown.

When meeting a 'stranger' and having an extra ally, everyone is naturally happy.

As for encountering something ‘weird’?

It's nothing more than a fight to the death.

It's no different than being chased by a Minotaur.

So, move forward!

In the crisis of life and death, Ponard once again burst out with great strength, half carrying Lucan on his back, and trotted all the way.

However, the expressions of the two people who were jogging changed continuously when they saw the scene along the way.

Pieces of monster corpses.

Broken doors.

Open boxes one by one.

Obviously, this person did not stop for a moment, nor was he stopped by anyone.

If the monster blocks it, you will die.

The door blocks and breaks.

Unobstructed.

Rampant and unbridled.

A pair of pictures appeared in the minds of the two of them involuntarily.

At the same time, a question appeared in my heart.

Who is this?

or……

What kind of monster is this?

Especially Ponder.

He was very confident in his talent, but now, he didn't sense any aura of treasure.

He has encountered this situation before!

When he was still extremely weak, when he encountered a treasure guarded by a whale-eating crocodile, even if he saw the treasure with his own eyes, he had no perception of it.

But at that time, he was as weak as an ordinary person.

And now?

He is the representative of the Bay Area cattle ranchers.

Even facing the whale-eating crocodile at that time, he was not helpless. Although he couldn't win, he could still run.

But Tiantian told him clearly.

Now, when he faced this unknown person, he was just like when he was weak, he faced the whale-eating crocodile.

Involuntarily, Ponnard felt hesitant in his heart.

However, the sound of hooves getting closer and closer behind him made him move without any hesitation.

Continue to move forward quickly.

About ten seconds later, the two saw a tall figure.

A monster with a horse head and a big knife in his hand rushed toward them menacingly.

It’s over!

It's weird!

After seeing this non-humanoid monster and sensing the evil aura on the other side, Ponard and Lucan's hearts sank.

Without any hesitation, Ponard put Lucan down and took out the magic gun and magic grenade.

He was ready to fight.

As for surrendering?

joke!

He is Ponder.

Even if he dies, he still has someone to support him.

"I don't know how long I can hold it off, but..."

Ponnard whispered to Lucan beside him, but before he finished speaking, he flew up in the clouds.

The speed is fast and the height is extremely accurate.

Almost as soon as Ponard jumped over the head of the horse-headed man against the ceiling, the Northland Shepherd hit the horse-headed man hard.

boom!

"run!"

The muffled sound was mixed with the roars of the herders in the north, and his body expanded like a balloon.

The next moment, a huge earth-yellow bear looked up to the sky and howled wildly.

He yelled at the horse-headed man who was knocked to the ground and the tauren who appeared in sight: "Come on!"

The roar was like thunder.

Thunder rolls.

In the dark passage, the dust on the ceiling was shaken down.

In the ashes, the northern herders who were ready to fight to the death finally realized something was wrong.

The horse-headed man who was knocked to the ground by him was panting heavily and looked at him with an angry, aggrieved and unwilling look on his face.

He looked like he wanted to hit him, but he didn't dare to take action.

It's like a big girl who has been bullied.

The tauren in the distance acted strangely and turned around to run. However, the moment he turned around, he froze in place.

It's like a clay sculpture with a wooden body.

"What's wrong?"

"Did I break through unknowingly?"

"Can you intimidate such a weird thing just by relying on momentum?"

The Northland herder scratched his head.

The Northland Shepherd even had time to look back at Ponnard, who looked equally confused.

Ponnard didn't know what was going on either.

However, it seems that the situation is favorable to them?

Just as the herdsmen in the Bay Area were guessing, the sound of footsteps went from blur to clear.

Tread, tap, tap.

It was the sound of boots hitting the ground.

The pace is neither fast nor slow, just like walking.

Ponard and Lucan looked at the direction where the footsteps came from at the same time.

The direction that the Minotaur wanted to escape.

Shadows covered it.

Darkness watches over there.

Lucan and Ponard could only see the powerful Minotaur chasing them, as if it had been hit by a train. It flew out and landed heavily next to the horse-headed man.

The two strange men looked into the distance with a slight trembling.

"Surrender."

"Or death."

A calm, indifferent voice came from there.

The two weird bodies trembled.

They looked at each other.

Full of hesitation.

But at that moment, the murderous aura and evil aura like a mountain pressed down on them.

As the two weird faces pressed against the cold ground, they chose to surrender.

Because the previous battle was enough to tell them that this murderous intention was no joke.

If you don't surrender, you will really die!

"I, Disius, am willing to surrender to the person in front of me, follow in the footsteps of the person in front of me, and regard him as my master..."

"I, Cantes, am willing to surrender to the person in front of me, follow in the footsteps of the person in front of me, and regard him as my master..."

The horse-headed monster and the minotaur said almost in unison.

Then, at the end of the vows.

The two weirdos paused slightly.

When they were born, the imprint deep in their souls made them choose their own way. They knelt down on one knee, raised their long knives and ox forks with one hand, and put the other on their chests. Their heads were slightly lowered, but The voice was extremely loud.

They shouted in unison—

"Lord Yama."

Yama?

Lucan and Ponnard were stunned.

Later, the two herders, who had received corresponding teachings and knew certain strange habits, reacted instantly.

Yama!

No!

That's Luo Yan!

It was the representative from Ai who finally arrived at the camp.