Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Amid screams from everyone on the train, the railcar clung to the rails and leapt underground.

The rail car turned a ninety-degree turn downward and rushed downward at a crazy angle, grabbing the rails on the wall and rushing down at an almost perpendicular angle.

Along with them fell the exiles who were chasing them. Their broken cars were derailed by the bending of the tracks, and they screamed and disintegrated in the air, crashing into the earthen walls of the deep pit.

Unlike the others who were trembling with fear, Klein didn't care much about the unfortunate guy who fell and this crazy driving mode.

He was focusing on the earthen wall that marked the passage.

The road was hidden and dilapidated, with extremely simple construction. Rough and wet soil was exposed on the surface of the tunnel, and the entire passage was filled with a disgusting and unsettling stench.

If you look further into the soil, you will find that there are many animals buried inside, both alive and dead, lying in the soil. Some of the soil is even surging, indicating that some unknown underground creatures are surging under the soil.

It was difficult for Klein to describe what these animals were; they were completely beyond the scope of "Test Engineer Klein's" cognition.

These strange underground creatures were huge and densely packed, with even the smallest being more than a person tall. Some of them looked like some kind of giant rats, covered in fur the same color as the soil, but when they turned over, they revealed leech-like heads, and their four exposed limbs were no longer rat claws, but four rough five-fingered human hands. After hearing the loud explosion, they opened their mouths, which were larger than human heads, revealing circles of fine and sharp teeth, and made sharp cries at the speeding railcars.

The soil suddenly became agitated, and more mutant rats were surging in the soil. Some of them only had their backs covered with rat fur, and when they turned over, their soft bellies and nimble heads were replaced by wriggling tentacles; others had almost lost their rat-like appearance, with only a little fur and thick long tails mixed in among a bunch of crawling human hands and tentacles to show that they were once rats.

Klein once again intuitively felt the harsh environment of the underground world, and suddenly understood why the [Underground Well] plan was stopped and why there were fewer and fewer active dungeons the deeper underground he went.

The pollution that has remained from the Fifth Period to the present is buried deep underground. The deeper you go underground, the greater the pollution. Even now, the pollution has dissipated by more than half and is almost negligible at this depth, but it still has a subtle impact on underground organisms.

Unlike humans who are more mobile, these underground creatures have lived in a highly polluted environment for thousands of years, and have already undergone various mutations and pollution. They live lurking in the dark underground and often swim upwards in the mud.

The deeper you go, the higher the pollution, the more mutated creatures there are, the higher the degree of mutation, and the less human activities and underground city construction there are.

The higher you go, the lower the pollution, the more mutated creatures there are, the spiritual environment tends to be normal, and there are more human activities and underground city construction.

Therefore, a stable and efficient traffic road is so rare in the underground city, and explorers who open up new roads are real warriors. They not only have to face the complex and fragile structural problems in abandoned underground buildings and facilities, but also have to guard against these strange mutant creatures deep in the soil.

Don't take the untraveled path in the dungeon.

Obviously, if Xie Ling hadn't been desperate, he wouldn't have taken this dangerous shortcut.

After a moment of weightlessness, the rail car finally hit bottom, turned, and returned to the level track again.

The bodies of the exiles were smashed to pieces on the tracks along with the mud, and the railcars broke through the obstacles and ran over them without mercy.

But the crisis does not seem to be over yet.

The rail car hit the stopper hard, and the people on the car were thrown to the ground. The railway had come to an end, and the remaining road they had to walk was rugged and steep.

"Get out of the car!" Xie Ling jumped out of the car and shouted, "Those damn mutant monsters are catching up with us!"

Everyone rolled and crawled off the scrapped rail car, and fled in the direction that Schelling pointed. The mutant rats followed closely behind, charging at them, but they did not tear everyone apart. Instead, they picked everyone up and threw them on their backs, even the big white dog Sota was no exception.

Looking at the confused Sherin, Klein lifted the brim of his hat and smiled faintly.

“I have a pretty good relationship with these kids.”

Xie Ling's expression immediately became one of fear and disgust, as if he was looking at some monstrous monster.

"Kerich, what the hell did you pick up?

"First it was that weird dog, and now it's this crazy guy!"

Xie Ling spat, and his hands that were holding the mouse's hair shook a little.

"Sure enough, none of you hackers are good!"

"I'm not... Ugh... I'm not a hacker... Ugh..."

The rats that Klein had turned into puppets carried the transport team into the steep and narrow tunnel, ran all the way down, and finally returned to the underground city, Hazel Street.

The entire Hazel Street was under full martial law, and Sherin was the last team to return. The person in charge rushed forward to check the handover.

"Why are you coming back now?"

"What bad luck! First the robbers, then the exiles! They came back without even bringing our goods!" Xie Ling cursed, "What the hell is wrong with those exiles? Why are they all like crazy?"

"I don't know, but the situation is very bad now."

The person in charge said seriously.

“More than half of the dungeons we have access to have been attacked by exiles.

“What’s weird is that, despite their usual violent style of looting, smashing, and burning, they seem to have been moving… upward?

"From the intelligence we have received so far, their overall offensive is moving upward.

"Our place on Hazel Street is already very deep compared to most dungeons. There aren't many mobile populations here, so we can be considered to have escaped disaster."

…Moving up…

Klein connected to the Internet and found that there were already some videos of the riot on the ground in Backlund on social media. A red figure could be vaguely seen in them.

He tried to contact Leonard via Internet communication, but to no avail, and then the communication signal was cut off.

The signal station, which had been idle for a long time, had already run out of power, and finally at this moment the energy was exhausted.

Klein had a bad feeling.

"The Exiles' target is Backlund!"

Klein replayed the exiles' actions along the way in his mind. If looting, smashing, and burning were a form of violent catharsis, a form of plundering and replenishing funds and materials, then their looting of the residents of the underground city along the way was a form of replenishing personnel.

In tonight's riot, as long as you put on that evil red robe, you will be part of the exiles.

No matter how cowardly or timid you have been, as long as you put on this robe, anger and hatred will fill your spirit and make you a fearless warrior charging towards the entire Backlund.

"Where are Shining and Fors? Where is the [Dark Lighthouse]? Have they set off?"

"They just set out not long ago." replied the person in charge.

Things are a bit troublesome. In such a riot, the exiles will definitely affect Tesla's mission. At that time, both the [Dark Lighthouse] and Fors will be in danger.

"Give me some equipment, I'll go support them."

Klein took the equipment, stood up and left, but something slipped out from the pile of equipment.

The old crowbar fell to the ground with a clatter.

Looking at the direction the crowbar was pointing, Klein fell into deep thought.