Chapter 17 Desperate Situation

The walls on both sides of the entire sewer had suffered severe collapse, and the continuous tremors foreshadowed the complete destruction to come.

At that moment, Po Jun and Tan Lang's first reaction was the same—they had to run upwards.

"I'll do it!" In that split second, Po Jun shouted urgently. Before his voice faded, he had already taken a black, flat, round object from his bag and tossed it upwards.

Beep beep—buzz—

After two beeps, the black object was thrown right to the top of the sewer, and then it turned into a black dot, creating a contraction field of about three meters in diameter for two seconds.

After the collapse, a circular gap leading to the ground appeared.

Po Jun and Tan Lang didn't have time to think. They both stomped their feet at the same time, and before the gap collapsed and closed... they both jumped out of the sewer.

However, what awaited them was...

"As expected, you came out..." A low male voice reached their ears immediately.

Both of the Sword Shadow Alliance members were no ordinary people. In an instant, they heard that the "person" speaking was none other than Blood Corpse God.

"Scatter!" The next second, Tan Lang shouted and twisted his body in the air.

Hearing this, Po Jun immediately cooperated with his teammate's actions. The two of them were foot to foot in the air, borrowing strength from each other, and darted out in two directions, left and right.

At this moment, their location was an indoor basketball court. As far as the eye could see, there was only the figure of Blood Corpse God. Without knowing whether there were enemy players lurking in the dark, the two naturally chose to disperse and prioritize maneuvering.

"Considering I don't have much time, and you guys are inedible..." Blood Corpse God scratched his chin and muttered casually, "...I won't play with you much longer."

With that, he activated [Fear Projection], and its force field instantly enveloped the entire basketball hall.

Po Jun and Tan Lang's horror values soared to around 70% in an instant. The rapid changes in their heart rates also made their child-like bodies feel obvious discomfort, and their actions stagnated.

"Tch... Even though I was mentally prepared for his ability, there's still nothing I can do after being hit..." Po Jun said, pale and sweating.

"Miscalculated... completely fell into the trap he designed." Tan Lang, on the other hand, was troubled by his previous mistakes in addition to the fear.

Now, Tan Lang realized belatedly... the blasting traps they encountered in the sewer earlier were all bait. Since each trap was set up differently and was quite ingenious, it subconsciously made people think that the purpose of these things was "to kill", but in fact... it wasn't.

When Xiao Ling set up those traps, she wanted to create the illusion of "attempted killing" and give the enemy the illusion that "the traps exposed the movement route of the person being tracked", thereby luring the enemy to pursue deeply.

Her ability to set up this situation... showed that she had calculated Tan Lang's way of thinking from the beginning. If Xiao Ling only left traces of escape along the way, without leaving any threats or obstacles, Tan Lang would definitely become suspicious and then stop chasing. On the contrary, if she left some ingenious and seemingly deadly devices on the route, Tan Lang would feel that this was normal and ignore the further layout...

"That's right, you fell into a trap." Blood Corpse God took over Tan Lang's words and said, "And it's too late to realize it." He pointed to the hole in the middle of the floor that had collapsed, "That little girl's calculations are much deeper than you think. She has already imprinted the map of the entire community in her mind. Even underground, she knows her exact location." He paused, spread his hands and said, "She deliberately led you to this section because there are fewer forks in this section of the sewer, and secondly, because the cement under this venue is thick enough. Overall... you have a high probability of being buried alive."

As he spoke, Blood Corpse God flashed like a ghost behind Po Jun: "Even if I couldn't bury you, there's still me... as the last resort."

Bang—

The next second, with a muffled sound, Po Jun blocked Blood Corpse God's hand knife with a police baton thrown out with his backhand.

Immediately afterwards, a series of cracking sounds of muscles and bones were heard.

After Po Jun responded, he flew out like a hit baseball... While still flying horizontally in the air, a dozen bones in his body had already cracked.

His Fighting Mastery was A, so he shouldn't have been beaten so badly by Blood Corpse God, but the physique of a child was indeed too much to bear. In addition, under the influence of [Fear Projection], it was already good that he could withstand the attack without being killed instantly.

"Drink!" Seeing that his captain's life was in danger, Tan Lang didn't hesitate to shout softly and use his skill.

[Name: Surge of Healing]

[Skill Card Attribute: Active Skill, Permanently Mastered]

[Skill Category: Medical]

[Effect: Restores 40% of HP to any character (effective range 0-40 meters, casting time two seconds, cooldown time five minutes, cannot be cast on oneself)]

[Consumption: 120 Spiritual Power]

[Learning Condition: Medical Specialization A]

[Note: When shamans use their healing abilities to save others, who will save the shamans?]

Generally speaking, it takes two seconds to chant this skill, but Tan Lang, who has an S-level medical specialization, doesn't need those two seconds. He can instantly cast all "magic" type medical skills without chanting. Therefore, when he shouted, a blue-green healing energy had already flashed on Po Jun's body.

Unfortunately... Although he released the skill in time, the skill effect weakened as his body shrank. The [Surge of Healing], which could originally restore 40% of health, now only restored less than 20% of Po Jun's survival value.

Moreover, after his health was restored... Po Jun immediately crashed into the wall under the stands, suffering another impact injury.

Under many unfavorable factors, Po Jun still failed to escape death.

"Hmph... a trapped beast's struggle." Blood Corpse God snorted coldly when he saw one person disappear into white light, and then turned to approach Tan Lang.

"Damn... the horror value is still rising... I can't even move my legs..." At this moment, Tan Lang was trembling all over. He tried to calm himself down and thought, "Strength, speed... I'm too far behind him in both. Even Po Jun was killed instantly. I definitely can't withstand a single blow... What should I do... what should I do!"

Blood Corpse God wouldn't be polite with him. Just like when he killed Po Jun, Blood Corpse God rushed in front of Tan Lang at full speed and gave this man who looked like a ten-year-old child a solid knee strike.

However! Just when Tan Lang himself had given up hope, an accident happened...

In that flash of lightning, a white light appeared, and Blood Corpse God's entire figure turned into a stream of light and flew away.

Tan Lang, who had fallen to the ground out of instinct, didn't come back to his senses until ten seconds later. He laughed dumbly twice and muttered, "Heh... haha... so that's how it is... Summoning skills are also affected..."