Chapter 27: Whirlpool

  "It's strange, how did these things appear? Did the liquid and laser merge? It doesn't make sense, isn't the liquid supposed to be repelled by the laser? It can't even be eliminated, how can it merge? There must be some trick here, I want to see what role these electric arcs play. His curiosity was piqued, Jorms stretched out his finger and swiftly grabbed an electric arc."

  His whole body seemed paralyzed! This was Jorm's first feeling, and soon he felt as if there was a huge force pulling him, tearing him apart.

  "Gah!" Chomps gritted his teeth, the veins on his face bulging. He struggled to lift his gaze and saw a cluster of electrical arcs gathering together, forming a small whirlpool. The whirlpool spun at an incredible speed, as if it were starving, frantically absorbing the yellow mist and emitting an incredibly powerful gravitational pull.

  Under the irresistible massive suction, Jorms produced an illusion, as if his body would break in the next second. "What is this gravity... it's almost comparable to a black hole!" Jorms' face was bitter, it seemed that his life would be left here today, and he didn't know whether Huan Dong, Fang Kai, and Ruò Zǐ were safe or not.

  "Alas." Jorms closed his eyes, thoroughly giving up the struggle. At the same time, the whirlpool grew bigger and bigger, sucking in more and more of the yellow fog, and the entire scene suddenly became clear.

  Only none of these Groms were seen.

  A flash of lightning-colored stuff shot out from the whirlpool, wrapping Jormungandr, and disappeared into the whirlpool with a "whoosh" sound. At the same time, the yellow fog was swallowed up by the whirlpool, and after the whirlpool had its fill, it suddenly vanished.

  The vast golden kingdom, only a sleek pulse cannon remains, heavily slamming onto the ground, emitting a dense and heavy sound. The low-pitched and rough voice lingers in the empty room, lingering for a long time without fading away.

  Why does an electric arc appear in the yellow fog? Why does the electric arc form a whirlpool? What is behind this strange whirlpool? Everything has already become a trajectory.

  Will the four people be able to reunite? And where will Jorms be taken by that mysterious thing?

  This is a strange space, surrounded by floating "ghost fire" with varying brightness, and there is a small platform in the middle. On the platform, a golden coffin with ancient Egyptian pharaoh patterns lies quietly, surrounded by a circle of blood-red talismans at the bottom, which are cuneiform characters upon closer inspection.

  That's okay, nothing to be afraid of. The problem is that those blood-red words seem to be written with blood on the ground, and the thick bloody smell surrounds the entire stage, making it very choking.

  As for the walls, they are still painted with scenes of ancient Egyptians hunting, feasting, sacrificing, dying and souls, accompanied by those ghostly fires, which look especially desolate.

  The entire space was dark and gloomy, eerily quiet, when suddenly a blood-curdling scream pierced the air.

  "Ah...!!"

  In an instant, a section of the wall cracked open and a swirling vortex emitting electric arcs emerged. The vortex spun rapidly, devouring the paint on the wall while spewing out a faint yellow mist into space, as well as a tall and slender figure.

  Fortunately, the whirlpool was not very high above the ground, and the figure was thrown to the ground, suffering only minor external injuries. The figure was indeed Jorms, who had been swept into the whirlpool. He rolled over, bandaged his wounds slightly, and stood up straight.

  He glanced at the golden coffin on the table, and Jorms was stunned. For a moment, a very natural thought emerged from his mind: Could this be the tomb of Khufu? Thinking of this, Jorms was overjoyed, but soon became vigilant. After all, along the way, several people had gone through thorns, how could they find the tomb of Khufu so easily? Maybe this is also a mechanism.

  Thinking back to what had happened before, Joem nodded in deep agreement. It was probably not a wise move to act rashly.

  Just as he was hesitating, the multi-dimensional bag suddenly shook. Jorms touched the bag and took out an object, which turned out to be a Siglo scanner. "Strange, why did the scanner beep? Could it be that the remains of the Crystal Warrior are inside this golden coffin?" Jorms was both surprised and suspicious, not daring to believe his luck at being transported here by the vortex, but the red dot on the scanner screen had indeed stopped moving.

  This means that the remains of Crystal Warriors are inside the coffin.

  "Ah, whether it's the Pharaoh's tomb or not, the victory flag is just ahead." Just thinking about the return on his efforts over the past few days, Chomsky couldn't help but be overcome with emotion. He paused for a moment, wiping away tears with his hand, and then stepped up onto the stairs one step at a time. But just as he did, a mysterious black gust of wind swept in, knocking Chomsky to the ground.

  Coughing, Qiao Mu's face felt a bit numb. This black wind was made of some unknown substance, its speed wasn't fast, but when it blew on his face, it actually had a piercing pain.

  At the same time, the yellow fog that escaped from the whirlpool drifted into the black wind and merged with it, emitting a wave of strange sounds. It seems that this chemical reaction is quite intense.

  Because the visibility wasn't very good, Jorms couldn't see clearly around him. He had no choice but to crouch down, one hand covering his nose and the other hand supporting himself against the wall, slowly finding a relatively hidden place. "Huff." As he sat down, Jorms let out a big sigh of relief. Suddenly, he thought of something and slapped his thigh: "Oh no, Kai and Dong are still in the Golden Realm, I don't know if anything unexpected will happen." Jorms clearly remembered that at the time, only he had entered the yellow fog, and when he was thrown into this space, there was no sign of Fang Kai or Dong.

  Although it is said that the twelve zodiac warriors were destroyed by a bottle of potion, heaven knows if there are other strange things appearing? This golden pyramid is full of mechanisms, and the degree of strangeness has truly exceeded his imagination.

  "Alas, don't think too much about it, let's just deal with the current situation for now." Jorms sighed and shifted his body slightly to one side, turning his head a bit, only to find that the mixed gases on the stairs had actually shrunk into a corner, some distance away from the coffin.

  Upon witnessing this scene, Jorms was delighted. Since the gas had shrunk back, he could take advantage of the opportunity to retrieve the remains of the Crystal Warrior! With this thought in mind, Jorms pulled out a laser shovel and quietly approached the golden coffin.

  To be on the safe side, Jorms walked for a full three minutes for a journey of over ten seconds. Finally standing in front of the coffin, Jorms felt his heart beating faster and faster, with sweat constantly oozing from his palms.

  Chomsky carefully placed the shovel at an angle and gently inserted it into the gap between the coffin's seams. He held his breath, afraid that if he applied too much force, he would trigger a mechanism in the coffin. In fact, he didn't even know if there was a mechanism inside the golden coffin; his cautious nature simply told him not to gamble with his life.

  Little by little, Quarm opened the coffin lid with his dark power, and a fine crack appeared. Faintly, Quarm seemed to sniff out an ancient rotten breath, which further confirmed his speculation that the owner of the coffin was Hufu.

  Seeing the effect, and without triggering the mechanism, Joms became even more excited, fully engaged in the "lever movement". However, when he was about one-tenth of the way through, Joms suddenly felt as if something had grabbed his right shoulder, tight and painful. Interrupted from his work, Joms was a bit annoyed, turning his head around.

  He had already decided that no matter what monster was behind him, he would take it down. "You're really unlucky to be blocking me from completing my task..." However, before Jormungandr could even finish saying the word "运", his expression froze: "Dong, how are you here? Haha, this is great! I thought you and Kai were still at the original location!" Upon discovering that the monster was actually Dong, Jormungandr was overjoyed, warmly embracing Dong, almost to the point of kissing him.

  But this feeling is somehow... off? Normally, a person's body temperature should be around 36 or 37 degrees Celsius. However, when he hugged him, Bao Dong's body was surprisingly cold. Thinking of a certain possibility, Qiao Mu Si was startled and hastily let go of his hand, only to find that the Bao Dong in front of him had no expression on his face, with a grayish-blue complexion like a corpse.

  "East, you..." At that moment, Jorm's expression became even more mournful, his heart seemed to have been hit hard and twisted into a knot. Had Dong already died? Jorm couldn't believe it, his hands trembled non-stop, stuttering and unable to speak. But soon, this sadness turned into fear.

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