Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1921: Fleeing in the dark night (4)

Chapter 1921: Escape to Wei Ye (4)

I don't know how much time has passed.

"Um..." Albert slowly opened his eyes and found himself in darkness.

Besides him, there is something soft and warm next to him, which is breathing and emits a special sweet smell.

A woman's body fragrance.

"Chanel?" Albert then whispered, "Are you okay?"

"Um... um." Chanel also woke up, she hummed a few words before replying: "Not dead yet. Uu... Damn, I sprained my leg."

"Where are we?" Albert asked curiously. They seemed to be squeezed into a rather narrow space, and now Albert hugged the elf girl with a gesture close to his arms, and the two were close to each other. Tiger then remembered that they had slipped from a vent-like passage just now. In the process, Albert hugged Chanel subconsciously, so that the girl would not be injured in the process of falling. But it backfired, and Chanel seems to have sprained her leg.

"I can tell you where this is, but you can't panic," Chanel said.

"Hmm." The tiger man hummed softly. After going through all this, Albert felt that it didn't matter what happened to him, even if he was in **** now, it didn't seem to make any difference.

" This is the tunnel that those people use to dispose of the corpses. They have done a lot of human experiments in the base, and the dead people are dumped into the underground burial area through this tunnel. So we are now actually in ..."

Albert felt a chill down his spine just listening to it. He finally understood what the slightly soft and rather cold touch behind him was. It turned out that it was not mud in the hole at all, but a plastic bag containing dead bodies!

He fell into the corpse pile with Chanel, and was buried by a large pile of corpses in this small space.

The current situation couldn't be more desperate!

"Huh. Meow, I think this is the end." Albert couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I can't do anything, let alone climb out of this pile of corpses and find a way to escape. How long will it take to suffocate?"

Chanel was silent for a moment, then replied: "I don't know. How long have we been in a coma?"

Even Albert couldn't answer that question.

The space they were in was originally very small, so small that there was almost no room to move around. It seemed to be surrounded by ceilings and walls composed of countless corpses. It is strange that the corpses that have been buried here for so many years neither stink nor decompose, but instead become a stable structure.

It stands to reason that they will suffocate to death in such a small space in less than half an hour, regardless of whether they are unconscious due to the impact of falling (the oxygen consumption is not much lower than usual when a person is in a coma, unless caught in a special hibernation-like state). Logically, they should have suffocated to death when they were in a coma, and they never even had a chance to wake up.

Unless...

There are ventilation channels in this pile of corpses. Or at least a little slit for ventilation.

Amidst the piles of corpses deep underground, they seem to be surrounded by a series of despair, but at the same time they are also surrounded by a series of miracles.

"I don't understand. Why isn't there a rotten smell in this pile of corpses?" Albert asked in a low voice.

"So, the corpses are the products of their human experiments." Chanel replied: "It seems that special high-concentration photons are injected into the human body to conduct some kind of superhuman enhancement experiments. Many people have died because of this. But their corpses also contained a large amount of photons, and the concentration of photons was high enough to be embalmed."

"Like dragon martial arts." Albert remembered that all kinds of dragon martial arts are also made from dragon corpses. Almost every part of the dragon's body has magic power, and the level of magic power will vary. Affects the rate at which corpses decay. If thoroughly embalmed and made into dragon martial arts, the special weapons made from these dragon corpses can even be preserved forever.

It seems the same is true for the corpses piled up here. I don't know when they have been accumulating in the ground, but they will never rot. They have piled up into this underground sea of ​​corpses in some wonderful form. Albert and Chanel are trapped in this sea of ​​corpses.

"The good thing is that those **** should have given up on us completely and won't come after us." Albert then smiled bitterly: "The bad thing is that we have to be stuck here for the rest of our lives... even if we don't Die from lack of oxygen, and eventually die from hunger and thirst."

"That's not necessarily... uh...!" Chanel tried to turn around, but she failed, and her sprained foot caused severe pain when she moved, so she had to be in trouble and retreat.

"Since I know that there is air coming from somewhere, that is to say, there must be a way to the outside." She then said: "Even if it is just a small gap, as long as it can be squeezed out.... ..We have a chance to escape this underground sea of ​​corpses."

"Impossible." Albert, who was already extremely weak, immediately denied it.

"No...not until the last minute...don't give up hope, stupid tiger," Chanel said.

"This is the last moment..." Albert whispered. He really couldn't think of any way to escape this absolute desperation.

"Even if I can escape, so what..." he muttered in a volume that was almost only audible to himself.

"There is no good thing waiting for me in this broken world..."

"Everything sucks..."

"I can't even look forward to it..."

"Everything is meaningless..."

"Now even my body............"

"Listen...stupid tiger..." Ignoring Albert's complaints, Chanel kept panting in a low voice, her breath getting weaker and weaker: "Don't give up.... ..even if...for me..."

"If you stay alive... something good will happen..."

She leaned over, tried her best to hold Albert's face, and kissed it.

"Ugh...!" The tiger's face instantly flushed red, even though no one could see it in the darkness.

Lip to lip, that kiss was the longest kiss the Tigerman youth had ever experienced in his life.

There was a residual warmth on the girl's wet lips, and the residual warmth was like a flame that was about to go out in the cold night, warming the shrunk tiger man youth. She hugged him tightly, as if to cheer Albert with her dying life.

She let him know that even in this **** world, there were people who cared about him.

"Uu..." After kissing affectionately, Chanel seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, she let go of Albert's hand, and her face slid from the side, just relying on on Albert's chest. She fainted again. Only then did Albert smell a faint smell of blood. Chanel didn't just sprain her leg. She actually broke her leg when she fell. At this moment, she had a serious wound on her leg and was bleeding. She was in shock and was dying hastily because of the continued blood loss.

"Chanel? Chanel?!" Albert shook the girl nervously, but she couldn't wake up. It can't go on like this, her situation won't last for an hour. Before dying of thirst and starvation, she would first die of blood loss.

She was here to save him, but her life was in danger, all because he didn't protect her.

And before that, he was still complaining and lost hope.

And she was still in great pain and came to comfort him.

Albert's eyes suddenly became wet.

He has a bold idea.

His body is still in excruciating pain. Because he has been toyed with and fiddled with, he is dominated by pain from the inside to the outside, and it is extremely uncomfortable to move.

Nevertheless------

"Damn ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh -------------------------------------------------- --"

Albert still moved his arms and kicked his legs vigorously, trying to escape from this absolutely desperate pile of corpses and to break free from death.

He has to take her out of this hell. Even if only she escaped.

The muscles were tearing wildly, and he felt his guts bleed.

Blood is boiling, life is burning.

Nevertheless, he only moved a tenth of an inch in the sea of ​​corpses.

Countless corpses piled on top of each other, squeezed, next to each other. If you want to forcibly push these corpses and find a small gap in them that can be drilled out, it is also difficult to reach the sky.

"Woo...! Woo...!!" Albert struggled desperately and with great difficulty, stubbornly driving his near-collapse **** to crawl. He was protecting the unconscious Chanel in his arms, and he was pushing forward little by little under the weight of 10,000 tons of corpses from all directions.

The darkness, the loneliness, the despair, the helplessness. It's like being in the deep sea.

With a blank mind, he continued to stubbornly use brute force, hoping that with this brute force, he could find a way to survive before his life was completely lost.

He doesn't have a **** to pray to, he doesn't need one.

He's been beaten by fate countless times, it's time to be strong.

Clap!

The arm bone in his left arm was broken from excessive force. Or if it was crushed under the weight of 10,000 corpses, he will never know.

"Ugh...!" He endured the pain, but continued to crawl forward, digging. He had broken his left hand, but still had his right.

"Chan...Nail....Chan...Nail!" He murmured the woman in his arms in a trance. name.

It's stuck! His right thigh bone, which he used to support himself, was also broken! The pile of corpses above was about to collapse, squashing him and the dark elf girl together, but he barely avoided the disaster by forcing himself up on his other leg.

"Wait for all this... it's over... let's go... see the sea..." He was so angry that he seemed to have nothing to do with it. The voice murmured ~IndoMTL.com~ as if it was for a comatose girl, but also as if it was just for him: "This time...go on a serious date..."

Clap! ! ------His spine is broken.

The pile of corpses collapsed from above. It was no longer a weight he could handle, and he was crushed.

Albert was buried in the corpse with Chanel, and he felt the pain of the bones in his body shattering a little bit, and he could hear the crunching sound of the broken bones.

(Ah, this is the end.)

He sighed softly.

(Sorry, Chanel.)

Just as Albert was about to lose consciousness completely, a white light slowly seeped out of him.

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