Chapter 487

Chapter 487 Fanged Great Sickle

Walking through the deep underground, the clear footsteps echoed in the tunnel. Ahead of Lolan Hill was a miner and a local alchemist, while behind them were Mira and a knight.

The torch occasionally made slight sounds when burning, its orange-yellow light dividing the crowd and their surroundings into distinct patches of light and shadow.

As the group passed, the pebbles in the tunnel ground underfoot, creating frictional sounds. The distant darkness at the corner of the tunnel carried the sound of dripping water.

After descending for several hundred meters, they stopped. The path ahead had been blocked by collapsed rocks and soil, and traces of some snake-like creatures could still be seen.

After inspecting, one of the locals said, “This must have been caused by the rock worm again, sigh.”

“These special demonic beasts, although not many, can cause all sorts of destruction once they appear.”

Mira looked at the scattered stones and earth piles and asked, “How long will it take to clear this passage?”

“With the help of an Extraordinary Being, it would take at least a day and night to restore it. The main task is to rebuild the structure to prevent further collapse, so that obstacles can be cleared step by step,” explained the alchemist, who appeared to be around 40 years old but only had the power of Sequence 3.

“I’ll lend a hand as well,” Lolan Hill said, then stepped forward under everyone’s watchful eyes.

She first stretched out her hand, closing her eyes slightly. Tiny grains of light floated around her, carrying a gentle breeze that fluttered her dress and hair, before flowing into the pile of rocks and soil ahead.

A faint tremor then emanated from the pile of rocks and soil, followed by dazzling light bursting forth from between the gaps.

The tiny grains of light had entered the rocks and soil, moving continuously to collide and break up the solid earth into fine particles, which then pushed forward, clearing a large amount of debris into the passage ahead. At the same time, a white light barrier appeared above the collapsed area, like a hard crystal, supporting the soil above.

“We need to reinforce this area to stabilize it,” she said.

“Yes, Your Wisdom,” the alchemist nodded, then picked up his staff and aimed it at the soil above, casting a spell. Under its influence, the structure of the soil was transformed, gradually becoming more solid until it finally hardened like concrete, fixing the passage in place.

With the passage stabilized, Lolan Hill used a gentle breeze to clear the dust, and the group continued downward.

Several people walked through several puddles of water, turned at several forks, and continued downward. This time, it was Lolan Hill guiding the way, as she sensed something amiss in a certain direction.

Thus, they kept turning and descending for about half an hour until the sound of running and impact came from afar. They quickened their pace.

“Don’t, help!” A miner ran anxiously upward. He was breathing heavily, his stamina nearly depleted, while behind him, a huge red tentacle followed.

Fortunately, this tentacle wasn’t very fast, so the miner hadn’t been caught yet.

Considering that they were underground and destroying too much could cause a collapse, Lolan Hill didn’t use her Demon Sequence class but instead used her Angel Sequence class to fight.

Four swords made of light appeared in the underground, surrounded by delicate, water-like particles of light, then shot out, pinning the tentacle to the stone wall.

Silver magic light spread along the tentacle, gradually weakening it and making it more docile. However, Lolan Hill remained vigilant and spoke.

“You all take this miner back. Mira will stay here.”

“Yes, Sage Lord,” the knight responded first, pulling the somewhat curious alchemist back with him. The previous guide supported the miner, and they slowly retreated before walking quickly.

After they left, Mira asked.

“Your Highness, is there a problem?”

“Hmm, a little one,” Lolan Hill looked thoughtfully at the panel displayed by the system.

Race: Deep Crimson Worm

Status: Hungry (Foraging)

Sequence: Dragon Sequence 4·Twisted Worm (Overall Evaluation: Excellent Silver Rank)

Talent:

【Mutation】: A creature with gene confusion and distortion, occasionally producing various abilities and talents, but not stable, often posing a risk of collapse.

【Feeding】(Excellent): Can consume most organic matter, doesn’t discriminate, to restore strength and a little magic power.

Ability:

【Regeneration】(Excellent): Not easily dying even when losing parts of the body, can slowly recover.

【Rock Penetration】(Excellent): Can soften rock structures and break through them, but consumes a lot of magic power.

【Durability】(Excellent): Has some toughness despite its soft body, not easily damaged.

Skill: 【Alternative Perception】(Rare): Special perception towards creatures with strong soul fluctuations.

This is indeed a strange thing, Lolan Hill thought.

The creature did not seem to have been naturally born; she had a faint feeling that this was the case.

“Let’s continue walking.”

Mira held the torch in front of her, and as they moved forward, the deep red worm’s body gradually became fully visible under the light.

It was like a giant earthworm, completely red in color, with a diameter of about one meter and a length of over fifty meters. It seemed to have no eyes and lacked high intelligence. This enormous worm was pinned to the wall by several light swords, making it difficult to move.

Generally speaking, supernatural beings possessed a certain degree of intelligence; otherwise, relying solely on instinct would not allow them to condense such a high-level supernatural core. This was what made Lolan Hill feel puzzled.

The only change was that when the two of them approached, it seemed to sense something was wrong and wanted to escape.

No wonder the previous pursuit had little effect; it could vaguely sense fluctuations in the soul. If it encountered a high-sequence powerhouse like a raging fire, it would have long fled.

This time, it didn’t escape because, apart from Mira and Lolan Hill, the highest sequence in the team was only three, which couldn’t scare it away. Furthermore, Lolan Hill and Mira were both angel sequences.

As the most peaceful and calm supernatural sequence, creatures who practiced this path also had much lower soul fluctuations, making them less noticeable.

Still, they needed to think of a solution. Now, there was only one here, but how many more remained elsewhere?

Lolan Hill placed her hand on the ground, closed her eyes, and slowly perceived the vast and deep underground, listening to the faint sounds within.

From the left front, slightly below, came a faint sound, similar to another worm.

Looks like I’ll have to get busy today.

With this thought, a huge fang scythe appeared in Lolan Hill’s hand. Its style was rugged and bold, with tiny serrations on the white fangs, standing taller than the silver-haired girl.

“What is this?” Mira looked at the weapon that suddenly appeared in Lolan Hill’s hand in surprise.

“This, you could say it’s a digging tool.” Lolan Hill smiled slightly, then gripped the handle tightly with both hands, swinging the scythe in a cross trajectory through the air, carving out a huge pit in the ground.

[Great Fang Scythe] (Perfect Golden Grade): Made from the fangs of a deep red magic boar, extremely heavy, with strong crushing effects. A light collision can shatter metal and stone. (Extremely effective against rocks)

Back then, after defeating that magic boar on the ancient Giffia grassland with Nia, two fangs were crafted into two weapons, one left on the grassland and the other kept for herself. She hadn’t expected it to come in handy today.

[End of Chapter]