Volume 5 Chapter 42 Thousand-Armed Guanyin

The flare in the sky went out, and darkness quickly descended. Pan Zi then fired another flare, which exploded in the air. Then everyone below opened fire, and dozens of tongues of fire poured into the sky. Soon, several of the shadows flying in the sky were hit and fell from the sky.

The bright light can make these things temporarily confused, just like when you do the “duck” call and walk in front of a “bear,” it will be confused for a moment as to whether you are a person or a duck. But this is only temporary. If I remember correctly, this is our last flare.

With so many strange birds, once this flare is extinguished, we will face the fate of being mercilessly hunted in the dark.

The strange birds were getting lower and lower, and some of them had already passed over our heads. Our bullets were simply not enough for such a large-scale attack, and soon the few guns were exhausted. The situation of the fat man was extremely critical. If no one went to save him, he would be finished even if he was hard-living.

When I was at a loss as to what to do, the fat man shot at my feet, which startled me. I looked up at his mouth and knew that he meant for us to run!

I was determined and said to Pan Zi, “You take Uncle San and the others to the end of the rift valley. This is their nest. They must be flying out of the rift valley to find food. Look at which direction they are flying from and run all the way down. Don’t worry about me. I’ll go save Fatty!”

Pan Zi grabbed me and said, “Are you okay? If not, I’ll go save Fatty and you take Uncle San!”

I said, “I can’t carry the old man on my back!” I raised my hand to show him my wound, “I have the blood of the Lord, I will be fine!”

Pan Zi saw my wound and was slightly relieved. He nodded forcefully and said, “Be careful, we will wait for you outside!” He immediately picked up Uncle San, who could not move, and shouted to the others, “Follow me!” and retreated to the side of the rift valley.

I took the gun that Pan Zi threw at me, looked at the bullets, three rounds, really generous, the others ran past me, yelling at me to keep up, I ignored them, at this time I saw Ning also standing in place, pale, but did not move.

I went up and patted her, telling her to go, she shook off my hand, “click” also picked up the gun, I don’t know what else is planned.

I knew that it was useless to persuade such a person, so I ignored her and ran towards the stone platform with a gun in my hand.

Fortunately, even in such a chaotic environment, the giant centipedes that were lurking around the coffin platform had not awakened. Perhaps after so many years of sleep, these huge insects had long since died.

At this time, I couldn’t care less, and I yelled, “Fatso, give me five or six bullets! I’ll cover you!”

Fatty’s own gun was a Type 56, and he had plenty of Type 56 bullets on him, but he had lost weight while climbing and didn’t have his gun with him, so he used Kirk’s M16. But there weren’t many M16 bullets, and if he ran out of bullets, he would be finished up there.

When he heard me call him, he immediately took the gun in one hand, pulled off a few bullets with the other hand, and threw them to me. I caught one, and the others were no longer needed. I replaced the magazine, raised the gun, and shot. Under my firepower, the fat man climbed all the way along the chain, climbed to where he went up, then slid down in a flash, and waved to me to run quickly.

I turned to look for Ning, but I didn’t know where she had gone. I didn’t know if she had run away or if she had been carried off by the strange bird. I sighed inwardly, thinking that such a beautiful woman didn’t need to be so persistent. I looked again at the coffin, and saw that the coffin boards had been flipped to the side, and a huge black male corpse was standing up, wearing the faded and decaying armor of the Jurchen. What surprised me was that this male corpse had twelve hands, arranged in a circle behind him, and all twelve hands were writhing, just like the Thousand-Armed Guanyin in the temple.

I immediately thought of the twelve-handed wax corpse I saw in the underwater tomb, and I couldn’t help but be extremely surprised. Could it be that the royal family of Dongxia was not human? Could this twelve-handed male corpse be the King of the Ten Thousand?

The fat man fired at the strange bird that was diving down, forcing it to retreat, and then came to me and pulled me, yelling, “What are you daydreaming about?”

I ignored the fat man and said to him, “Look… what does it want?”

I saw the Thousand-Armed Guanyin corpse waving its twelve hands, not showing the slightest interest in us. After quickly jumping off the stone platform, it walked straight towards the bronze giant gate.

The fat man exclaimed in surprise, “Is it trying to enter the giant gate?”

I suddenly remembered the last sentence on the secret text of the Wang Zanghai dragon fish. If the time is not right, opening the underground giant gate will be punished by heaven, and the fire of the underground will gush out of hell through the giant gate, burning the entire sky.

At the time, we thought that this prophecy of disaster was Wang Zanghai’s imagination after he entered the giant gate and saw the inside of the volcano, but it is also possible that the creator of this bronze gate set up some powerful mechanisms to prevent the secrets inside the bronze gate from being discovered.

At this point, we were in front of the bronze gate. If there were any mechanisms, we would definitely be the first to suffer, becoming the first victims. Whether it was true or not, we had to stop this deformed zongzi.

I chased the Thousand-Armed Guanyin corpse and fired several shots, but the bullets hit the corpse like they were hitting rubber. They neither penetrated nor exploded, as if the mud ox had entered the sea, without any reaction. What was most hateful was that he didn’t react to us at all. I yelled at Fatso, “Dynamite!”

Fatty suddenly remembered that he had some detonators on his waist that he had planned to use to threaten Ning and the others. He immediately rushed forward, jumped up and jumped onto the back of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin corpse, shoved the detonator into the corpse’s mouth like a donkey’s hoof, and then quickly jumped down.

I squinted and fired a burst, not knowing which bullet was hitting the fuse of the detonator. Suddenly, the detonator exploded, and the head of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin corpse exploded along with the shoulders. We were knocked to the ground by the shockwave, and debris and airwaves came flying at us.

The strange bird above was stimulated by the strong sound waves and went crazy in an instant. I quickly got up and saw that the Thousand-Armed Guanyin corpse had fallen to the ground. I couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

I didn’t expect that Fatty was still in a state of shock, yelling at me. I couldn’t hear anything, only seeing his mouth moving rapidly. It took a long time to understand what he was saying. It turned out to be: “Run! The flare is going to go out.”

Before I could react and run, the light above my head suddenly disappeared within a few seconds. The darkness quickly enveloped us like a fog, and all the light was left only in the flashlights in our hands.

Suddenly, it was quiet all around. The gunshots of the people who had fled into the depths of the rift valley gradually subsided, leaving only the sound of our breathing and the sound of our hearts beating like thunder.

I prayed that my blood would be useful to them. Didn’t that professor say that this unicorn blood is only effective for things that eat corpses? I don’t know what this strange bird eats. Fatty raised his gun, loaded it with a click, looked up at the sky, and asked me what to do.

I said, “Who do you want me to ask if you’re asking me?” Before I finished speaking, suddenly a strange bird shook its wings and fell down, stopping a dozen meters in front of us. The bird was extremely large, taller than me when it stood up. After it landed, the ugly bird’s head turned a few times, staring straight at us, as if it was sizing us up. I could faintly see the fangs in its mouth glinting in the cold light. I quickly raised my hand and pointed the wound at it, but the strange bird didn’t react much, and it just stood there expressionless.

Then two more strange birds flew down, one to our left and one behind us. I turned my wound around and pointed it at them, not knowing their intentions.

Gradually, more and more strange birds flew down, one after another. Soon, we were surrounded by such birds, but none of them moved. I gradually sensed that something was wrong. These birds didn’t seem to be at all interested in my blood, and they didn’t attack immediately. It seemed that they had some kind of conspiracy.