What a damned weather this was!
Hook stomped his feet forcefully as he felt the chilly night breeze.
He lifted his head and saw that the entire city was freezing.
Logically speaking, at this time, he should be lying on the warm bed at home and sleeping soundly, instead of being exposed to the cold wind in this damned place!
If it weren't for those damn miners …!
"Damn this weather."
The guard standing on the other side had the same opinion as his colleague. He stomped his feet and grumbled softly.
"I originally planned to go to the tavern to have a good drink, but they actually made us come here to starve. Those idiot miners, if they didn't dig something they shouldn't have, how could things have turned out like this?
Damn it, I'll give Batum a good beating the next time I see him! "
"Shut up."
Upon hearing his colleague's complaint, Hook glared at him in dissatisfaction.
"You should be glad that you weren't sent to the patrol team. If not, we'll be the ones investigating the truth!"
At this thought, Buck couldn't help but shudder as he recalled the pitiful corpses of the miners that he saw earlier.
"God bless me, I don't want to know what's inside, and I don't want to know what those damned idiots dug out, either."
"…"
Hearing until here, the other soldier fell silent and nodded slightly. Obviously, he agreed with Hook's view.
No matter what was in the deep, dark tunnel, it wasn't what they wanted to know.
"Wah — —!"
At this moment, suddenly, a weak, almost inaudible scream came along with the night wind and floated into the ears of the two soldiers.
Upon hearing the blood-curdling screech, the two of them shuddered. They gripped their weapons tightly and scanned their surroundings vigilantly.
However, they didn't see anything. Everything was as calm as before. But to them, the ordinary night had become as terrifying as a demon's shadow.
"Hey, did you hear something?"
"I-I heard it too … Where do you think it's coming from?"
Needless to say, they quickly turned their heads and looked at the iron gate of the mine not far behind them. In the gap, even the flickering light of the fire could not dispel the thick and gloomy darkness inside.
Thinking until here, the two of them couldn't help but exchange glances and saw the fear and uneasiness in each other's eyes.
Could it be …
Fresh blood splattered.
The Xenomorph roared and swooped down from above, pressing a soldier who was struggling to escape to the ground. Then, it opened its mouth, and at the next moment, the Inner Nest Teeth shot out from the Xenomorph's bloody mouth and pierced through the soldier's head like a bullet, bringing about a large splash of brain juice and blood.
The soldier who was struggling desperately fell to the ground like a puppet that had lost its strings. After twitching a few times, he no longer made any sound.
At this moment, the Xenomorph had given up on the corpse and dashed toward its prey like a specter.
"What exactly is this damn monster!"
Bart brandished his sword and stared at the terrifying dark creatures in front of him with a horrified expression. They looked like the combination of all nightmares, mercilessly reaping all lives before them.
Bart had seen their tails pierce through the chests of the soldiers as easily as a sickle, as if the steel armor was made of paper.
Their claws tore through the soldiers' bodies and dug out their innards as though they were fishing for fish.
Even their blood was terrifying. Bart could still remember the horrifying scene of another garrison officer tearing a wound on the monster's body with great difficulty. However, the next moment, the dark green blood that spurted out from the monster's wound melted his skin and bones together.
There's no way to fight them!
The soldiers around him were getting lesser and lesser. The Xenomorph didn't charge forward recklessly like the Kobolds or Orcs.
On the contrary, they were cunning and cunning.
They always hid in the shadows and dragged away the soldiers who were left behind one by one.
Even when they were chasing after the soldiers, they only attacked the soldiers who were left behind before moving on to other targets.
This increased the pressure on Bart's heart.
Now, there were less than ten soldiers left by his side, but they were in the same sorry state as him. They were panting heavily and had no way of continuing to fight.
They had to leave this place — but … could they really leave this place?
"Argh!
Ahhhhhhhh — Ugh … "
At this moment, another heart-wrenching scream sounded behind him. But it didn't last long before it turned into a hiccup-like gasp and disappeared into the darkness.
Bart's heart turned cold. He gripped his sword and strode forward. He had already passed through three tunnels.
He remembered clearly that as long as he turned the corner, he would be able to leave this damned mine!
"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!"
Right now, Bart was running with all his might. He didn't even care about the other soldiers.
The footsteps behind him became sparse, but Bart knew that it wasn't the Xenomorph's footsteps. They moved silently in the darkness without making any noise.
Right now, Bart could only seek a trace of comfort from the messy footsteps that came from behind him.
Bam!
Just as Bart turned the corner, there was another sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and then the sound of footsteps behind him disappeared completely.
Bart felt as though he had fallen into an ice cellar. But he couldn't care less because he saw the light from the torches and the heavy iron door.
For Bart, the scene in front of him was like stepping on the stairway to heaven. He almost desperately crawled to the gate, and then slammed his head into it.
Boom!!
As a high-order warrior, Bart's strength wasn't to be underestimated. He slammed against the door with all his might and the tightly shut iron door opened heavily. At the next moment, he rolled out of the mine miserably.
Although he wanted to lie on the ground and enjoy the joy of surviving a disaster, he climbed to his feet with all his might.
However, he still struggled to get up and shut the iron door again. He dropped the bolt and leaned heavily against the door.
Bart could almost imagine the impact of the Xenomorph's attacks through the iron door. But he didn't feel anything.
There was no response from the other side of the door.
What's going on?
Bart turned around and peeked through the gaps on both sides of the mine. Under the illumination of the torches, it was silent and there weren't any signs of activity.
The terrifying Xenomorph in the darkness seemed to be satisfied with this hunt and once again retreated into the depths of the shadows.
"Phew …"
Bart heaved a sigh of relief. When he turned around, he realized that two fully-armored soldiers were staring at him from behind.
"S-Sir, how's the situation inside?"
"Inside?!"
Hearing that the idiot in front of him still dared to ask, Bart immediately slapped him to the ground.
The helplessness, fear, and anger from before finally erupted at this moment.
"If you want to know, why don't you go in and see for yourself?
Damn it!
You bunch of bastards only know how to laze around here!
Go and sound the alarm. Gather all the guards and watch the entrance. Don't let anyone enter or leave!
I'll report to the city lord immediately!
Do you hear me?
You bunch of idiots! "
The two pitiful soldiers could only nod to express their understanding towards the enraged captain who was on the verge of losing his mind.
Bart didn't wait for them to reply. He turned around and left on his horse. In the blink of an eye, he galloped out of the mine and headed towards the city center.
Only after Bart's figure disappeared did the two soldiers return to their senses.
They looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
It seemed that the mine was in big trouble.
"Quick, go and sound the alarm!
Gather everyone! Get those bastards who are sleeping in to get up and gather!! "
Thinking until here, the nervous and restless mood immediately blew away the laziness and exhaustion. One of the guards hurriedly left the mine gate and headed towards the sentry post not far away.
The other guard drew his sword and stared at the surroundings vigilantly. The whistling wind blew against his body, causing him to break out in cold sweat.
The torch beside him swayed a few times in the strong wind before it was completely extinguished.
Wind?
The guard turned around, only to find that the heavy iron door that Bart had closed earlier had been reopened. The torch inside had also been extinguished, leaving only boundless darkness in front of him. It was as if a terrifying invisible beast had opened its bloody mouth and was about to devour the prey in front of it.
What exactly is …
But before the guard realized what was going on, a fishy wind flashed in front of him. At the next moment, a sharp tail blade silently tore his throat, severed his neck, and dragged the corpse into the depths of the darkness.
Jenn walked out of the mine slowly, followed by Elyse and Enoya.
The undead maid once again followed by Jenn's side, serving him with her usual gentle smile.
On the other hand, Elyse held the magic book in his arms and stared at the city in front of him.
Even though this wasn't her first time coming to the surface, this was the first time they were going to attack the entire human habitat. This represented the signal of the Underdark's counterattack on the surface and she would be the witness of this historic event.
And now, Jenn's attire was different from before. On the surface, he was still wearing the necromancer's robe that was used to bluff the gray dwarves and held a pitch-black cane in his hand.
Apart from that, Zayen also wore a silver-white mask that looked like a creepy smile on his face.
"This is the surface world …"
Enoya muttered to herself as she gazed at the brightly lit city in the distance. Then, she turned to Jenn in silence.
"Master, are we going to attack?"
"Of course."
Facing Enoya's question, Jenn raised his right hand, faced the city in front of him, and made a grasping gesture.
"This is a war, and this is our front line. I want to turn this city into a graveyard before the sun rises tomorrow morning.
Since Nabelius is working so hard, I have to work hard too … Let's play a beautiful hymn with blood, death, and corpses. "
"As you wish, Master … But why are you wearing a mask?"
"It's just a small hobby."
Upon hearing Enoya's curious question, Jenn stretched out his hand and gently tapped the silver-white mask on his face. A strange glint appeared in his eyes.
"I like Jason. I like Freddy. I like silent, unstoppable murderers … So now, let's turn this city into a nightmare."