Absolute Gate

Chapter 83 The Rain God’s Body
On the other side, five people descended along the safety rope.

Onion was at the very bottom of the line, about to catch up with Wu Zhong's headlamp, when suddenly he looked up and slapped his palm downwards at the same time.

When I looked down again, I could no longer see Wu Zhong's headlamp.

The continuously falling light eventually went out completely and disappeared.

Because he knew it was just a headlamp, and to prevent it from falling somewhere and being noticed by others, he used his fighting spirit to break the lamp beforehand.

In such complete darkness, it would be virtually impossible for anyone else to spot the lamp.

His palm strike went unnoticed by the others underwater, who were more than ten meters away.

"Snoring..." All they could hear was the sound of their own breathing.

They dived to a depth of fifty meters, and one of McGarry's men stayed behind, hovering next to the safety rope.

Evan stayed behind after diving to a depth of 100 meters.

Only Onion, Perilla, and Acorus remained to continue deeper into the first canyon abyss.

Looking up, I saw that, just forty meters away, Evan's headlamp beam was as faint as a star, a tiny white dot in the darkness.

At this point, the group faced numerous forks in the road, and the surroundings were utterly dark, with the three pillars of light swallowed up by the darkness like mere cracks.

The three stopped to change the gas cylinder. Onion said, "Gentlemen, based on last night's experience, we won't be able to withstand going any deeper into the plants, and communications could be cut off at any time."

“My suggestion is to leave the plants here, tied to the rope, so that whenever we return to this depth, we will still have plants to use.”

This suggestion is very reasonable.

Perrin nodded in agreement: "That's exactly right. I see that there are many forks in the road below, so let's just use this location as the meeting point."

Onion seized the opportunity to say, "Then let's leave another lamp on."

He left behind a spare headlamp, which he tied to a rope and used to shine it downwards.

Although it's far away, just like a white dot, it can still be like the only star in the night sky, providing some direction.

Perrin's headlamp swept down, focusing on the fork in the road led by the red and blue guide ropes: "There's no need to search the other forks. If the golden statue really exists, it will only fall into one of these two passages."

"I wonder which path the Dragon-Subduing Wood took, and where... that guy has disappeared to?"

Onion said decisively, "Never mind him, let's go through the red line. I went through the red line last night. I want to go and check the place where my brother died again."

After saying that, Onion took the lead into the red fork in the road, with Perrin following behind with her sister.

According to Wu Zhong, he should have started to get into trouble and pretend to be dead right here.

However, Onion did not listen.

He wanted to go back to the place where his brother had died yesterday.

Wu Zhong said there were many corpses there, as well as gold and jade artifacts from the ancient Mayan civilization, but Onion was focused on his brother yesterday and didn't see them with his own eyes.

He had to see all of this for himself before he could carry out the plan.

Moreover, Wu Zhong's plan might be able to remain hidden in the shadows, or even lure the enemy out, but it's too shallow, only 150 meters deep, still far from the bottom of the cave, and probably won't fool the patron at all.

Of course, he knew that Wu Zhong didn't want anything to happen to him, and was worried that the charade would become real.

However, Onion wasn't afraid of death; he was more interested in knowing how his brother had died.

His eyes were firm as he recalled yesterday's path and led the way downwards.

After reaching the end of the red rope, he connected it with a new rope and led the two to the second level of the Dark Abyss.

The place was empty and dark, and even with headlamps, the three of them looked like tiny sesame seeds.

Two hundred meters... three hundred meters... four hundred meters...

Onion looked in one direction, his headlamp shining on the spot where the skinny man had died, where traces he had left before his death still remained.

The rock face looked as if it had been hit multiple times, with several layers peeling off.

There was a raised platform covered with a lot of silt, and a small depression, which was where the skinny man was pulled out last night.

Perrin was observing the area when Onion suddenly patted him on the shoulder and pointed downwards.

Everyone looked down and couldn't see anything at first; it was too dark.

Everything was hazy and indistinct, like a chaotic mess.

Even with headlight beams, it wouldn't matter. Wu was able to see it yesterday because his vision was far beyond what was expected.

The three descended for a while longer, until they were almost touching the bottom and only twenty meters away, before they finally saw the mountain of corpses!

“Ward, gurgle gurgle gurgle…” Perrin was greatly shocked and frantically waved his hands and feet.

The calamus was also terrified, its headlamp beam fixed on the golden statue that was stuck diagonally in the mud.

A whip made of orange energy suddenly sprang from her palm, lashing out in the water as if she were about to fight the statue.

"Retreat first!" Perrin acted swiftly, grabbing Shi Changpu's arm and shaking her head violently.

Shi Changpu immediately retracted his whip, and at the same time, Pei Lan also used her ability.

He felt as if the water beneath his feet was solid, and like rock climbing, he frantically fled upwards, step by step.

Onion was a little disappointed; he really hoped that Perrin and his group would touch the statue first and see what the result would be.

He doesn't mind going all out.

Unfortunately, they were very cautious and had no preconceived notions.

Perrin had come here treating it as a normal mission, so when he suddenly saw this scene, his first thought was naturally: retreat!
In comparison, onions are much calmer.

However, he pretended to have seen something, kicked his flippers hard, and floated up.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Onion grabbed Perrin's foot and pointed frantically downwards.

Perrin was startled. He looked down with his headlamp, but to be honest, he couldn't see anything.

Visibility was extremely poor, and they had already crossed the canyon and were passing a fork in the road 300 meters away. Their violent movements stirred up the surrounding mud.

Forget about figuring out what was chasing him; he could only see the upper half of the onion behind him.

As for the lower half, it was barely visible in the mud, with only its outline occasionally visible as it moved.

"What? What did you see?" Perrin ran while looking back, eager to get information, but unable to speak.

Onion seemed to have seen something, but he couldn't tell him.

Panic spread quickly underwater.

The three of them, in a near-wrestling manner, scrambled and crawled their way to a spot two hundred meters away.

Suddenly, Onion grabbed Perrin's gas cylinder with his large hand and began to frantically tear at the other's equipment.

"what?"

Perrin was shocked and furious. He saw Onion rolling his eyes and kicking wildly, knocking his respirator off.

Panic disorder? Or hypercapnia?
Am I hallucinating? Or is it the influence of some absolute characteristic?

Perrin had no way of knowing what was going on; at that moment, he had only one thought: to kick him away.

"Bang bang bang!" He kicked three times in a row, finally getting Onion away.

He pulled the calamus along as they swam upstream, glancing back at the onion, and found that the other was not escaping.

Instead, he suddenly stood calmly in the water and then took off his equipment piece by piece.

Remove the respirator, disassemble the air cylinder, remove the watch, take off the headlamp...

One by one, slowly and deliberately, with a calm expression, he even took off his wetsuit, leaving him only in his underwear.

It feels like I'm home; I can take off my clothes and go to sleep.

"What's going on? Is he hallucinating?"

Perrin stared intently at Onion, who was completely unarmed and suffocating, courting death.

As the distance grew greater, he could no longer see Onion. The last thing he saw was Onion clinging to the rock face like a gecko, his fingers digging into the rock as he struggled to climb.

Moreover, it was a headfirst climb, plunging back up until it finally plunged headfirst into the mud and remained motionless.

"This... does this mean the skinny guy died this way too?"

Perrin was taken aback; Onion's behavior at that moment immediately reminded him of the skinny man.

Although it was initially thought to be an accidental death, seeing Onion die like this now means it's no longer an accident.

Possession? Mind distortion? Behavioral manipulation? Absolute disorientation? Forced underwater rock climbing?
For a moment, Perrin thought of many things, but no matter which one, the situation was not good.

"Run! Run!"

At 150 meters, Pei Lan and Shi Changpu finally got the plant, and then continued upwards without stopping.

Evan wanted to help them relieve stress, but the two ignored him and passed by.

Even the pigs knew something was wrong, and panic gripped them one after another. Finally, the four of them broke out of the sinkhole and climbed onto the lake embankment created by Yangchun sand.

"There's a calamity! There's a calamity! Damn it!"

Perrin roared, not daring to linger on the embankment, and ran dozens of meters ashore before stopping to catch his breath.

McGurt frowned and hurried to Perrin's side: "Don't rush, tell me slowly, what did you see? Where are the other two people?"

“Dead! All dead!” Perrin gasped for breath, then, as if remembering something, stared coldly at McGill.

"The bottom of the cave is full of skeletons! What kind of hellish place is this?"

McGurt countered, "Remains? Did you find the remains of the diver who died in the accident?"

"Stop playing dumb with me!" Perrin grabbed his collar: "I've had a feeling this mission was wrong for a long time, there's a monstrous thing at the bottom of this pit!"

"Fuck, it's an ancient site! I saw a gold statue, but there were also a bunch of other gold and jade artifacts. This is practically a sacrificial pit!"

McGonagall let him grab his collar, and Evan, who had just caught his breath, immediately pulled a gun from the pile of debris next to him.

The other subordinate did the same, and immediately two shotguns were pointed at Perrin and Shi Changpu.

"Hmph!" An orange energy whip flew out from Shi Changpu's palm, striking out like lightning and instantly shattering two guns!
"Ah!" Evan and his companion's hands were split open, blood gushing out, and they retreated in horror.

McGurt gestured for them to stay still, his expression grave, before saying, "Calm down, could you put me down first?"

Perrin exuded an intimidating aura and said coldly, "Tell me first where this place is! And what's down there!"

McGonagall frowned and stared at him, then suddenly snapped his fingers and his eyes flashed green.

Those bright green eyes were even more captivating than the other person's.

In an instant, Perrin felt a powerful and strange suction force coming towards him, and his life force was rapidly draining away.

"Ugh!?"

Perrin quickly withdrew his hand and retreated rapidly.

Looking at his arm again, it was stained with green energy, like viscous fluid, spreading along his veins.

"I tasted something twisted, what is this?"

McGonagall said calmly, "Fel energy."

Perrin instantly calmed down, because he realized that his sugar daddy's strength... seemed to be far greater than his own...

"What exactly happened? Where is the Dragon-Subduing Wood?" Yang Chunsha asked with a serious expression.

Perrin said, "Dead...he should have been the first to die."

He immediately recounted everything that happened after he went into the water.

As for Wu Zhong, he didn't actually see the other party die, and he hadn't seen him since he went into the water.

However, he saw that the other party was descending all the way down and was the first to reach the deepest point. After that, even Onion, who had escaped with him, died. With so much time having passed, Wu Zhong must have died much earlier.

After listening to his account, McGall pondered, "Two died at once? What kind of characteristic is that?"

"Don't you know?" Yang Chunsha said sternly.

McGall shook his head: "How would I know? These things have been lying there for over a thousand years, and no one has ever had them."

"I'm just speculating. It's the embodiment of the god Chak, the rain god of the Mayan civilization, and the most frequently worshipped deity. Legend has it that without it, the Yucatan Peninsula could not have developed agricultural civilization because there are no rivers."

Yang Chunsha's expression was strange: "Is it really a calamity-causing object for rainmaking? What's its use?"

McGur tilted his head: "Huh? Any absolute characteristic is a subversion of the laws of nature. The rain god Chuck is both the god of rain and fertility, and the god of floods and storms. I can assure you that it is not used for sacrifice. Because ever since the Maya began to worship the rain god on a large scale, there has never been a time of good weather, haha."

"Unfortunately, as you can see, none of my men can dive that deep... I can only ask you all to help me salvage it."

The spring sands stand tall and imposing, and the golden statue has stood there for a thousand years.

It wasn't McGill or anyone else who threw it down; it had been there from the beginning.

The whole "bank gold bar melting and casting" thing is complete nonsense. All he needed to do was fake a photograph.

This McGonagall must have discovered the situation at the bottom of the sacrificial well, knowing that there were ancient calamities, but he dared not risk it himself, after all, there were so many corpses there.

He sent several groups of ordinary divers to explore, but it was too deep for ordinary people to go down, so he had to ask mercenaries for help.

McGurn said, "Perrin, didn't you see what was chasing you? Show me your underwater footage."

Perrin removed the storage device but didn't give it to him. Instead, he said coldly, "This mission involves a catastrophic object, and the difficulty level is completely mismatched. You must upgrade the mission level, and there's also a reward."

"Huh?" Yang Chunsha looked at Pei Lan in surprise. Did they still have to do a mission at this time?
McGur smiled with satisfaction: "As expected of the person I invited, they are truly professional."

"What you're saying is perfectly reasonable. I'll have Gray Ring upgrade the mission to Silver level immediately. Once you complete it, you'll be a Silver Mercenary."

El couldn't help but glance at him.

McGurt continued, "As for the compensation... how about twenty million each?"

Perrin, looking like he was desperate for money, said, "Just transfer the payment to me directly, and Yang Chunsha and I will immediately go into the water and help you retrieve it."

Yang Chunsha glanced at him sideways, thinking to herself, "I haven't agreed yet, hey."

McGur smiled and said, "No problem, I'll transfer the money to you personally."

He took out his phone and started using it, while also looking at Yang Chunsha.

Yang Chunsha remained silent, while she was frantically communicating with Wu Zhong.

McGonagall said, "Miss Yang Chunsha wants more? Here's what we'll do: if you bring the statue up for me, your reward will be thirty million."

"Don't worry, I'm a person who values ​​contracts. We each get what we need, and we'll keep to ourselves from now on."

Yang Chunsha finally said, "Okay..."

She said it almost through gritted teeth, because it was Wu Zhong's decision.

After witnessing the power of her sugar daddy, she really wanted to back out.

However, Wu Zhong said, "Don't panic, De Biao. If you refuse... then we'll really have to go all out."

“Megal is clearly trying to be polite first and then resort to force. He believes he can handle the bronze and silver, which is why he dared to recruit us to help him test the monstrous objects.”

"If you agree, he won't take action for the time being, but if you refuse, he definitely won't let you go."

"Perrin understood this point, which is why he requested an upgrade to the mission level."

Yang Chunsha thought to herself, "Does that mean I really have to go into the water? To help him retrieve that strange object?"

Wu Zhong calmly said, "If you fail to salvage it, just die. The more dangerous this thing is, the more he'll feel comfortable letting others salvage it. Otherwise, what if they take the Invincible One and kill him?"

"Actually, he would be more at ease if we all died. He doesn't care about our lives; he cares about the intelligence."

"You and Yak come down, you can help me expand the air chamber."

"As for the salvage, let's leave it to Perrin's team. I believe Perrin will try his best to complete this silver mission. If he loses his temper, we'll give him another surprise."

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(End of this chapter)