Chapter 207 - Chapter 207: 106. Disaster Not Over_5 (1/2)

Chapter 207: 106. Disaster Not Over_5

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The five creatures on all fours were wildly slamming into the stone bricks.

They clearly possessed extraordinary jumping capabilities and physical fitness, able to leap vertically from a standstill and hit the lower section of the bricks with their backs.

“Huh? How interesting. What kind of underground creatures are these? They’re quite strong.” Fars places his hand on the slightly trembling ground tile:

“Look. They’re loosening the tiles by hitting them, and the cement in the gaps is about to crack.”

The clear sound of the impacts from below echoed throughout the room: “clang, clang, clang…”

Cigarette in mouth, Kent, the night watchman, walked in, exhaling smoke and asking:

“What’s going on, mates? It’s late, and none of you are sleeping – holding a storytelling session?”

“Boss, Fars says there’s something underground hitting the tiles.” Mark runs his hands through his hair.

“Kent, come and listen. The thing underneath seems like it’s going crazy.” Fars, full of curiosity, tilts his head with his ear close to the ground:

“Could it be some magic beasts locked in the basement of the ancient castle?”

“Basement? What basement? I’ve been searching for several rounds, and I haven’t found the stairs or any secret door.”

Kent grumbles and comes over to Fars, his gaze catching the cracks in the cement between the tiles.

These hair-thin cracks spread rapidly across the cement filling the gaps.

Kent grabs Fars by the collar, pulling him up from the ground, quickly issuing orders:

“Everybody, wake up, head out, all of you! The cement in the gaps of the ground tiles is cracking – the floor might collapse. Everyone, get out!”

Kent’s voice had barely faded when the sound of shattering — “crack, crack, crack…” – was heard.

“Retreat, retreat, everyone get out!” Mark waves his arm to drive his companions away, reaching out to wake the sleeping team members.

Noland Lee takes several steps back, jumps out of the window, and turns his head to stare at the underground creatures.

At the moment when the five creatures hit the bricks, several more of the same type of creatures run from far away underground.

They assemble together, pounding against the ground tiles with a series of thuds.

As the sounds intensified, more and more strange creatures emerged from the depths of the underground, joining the queue to pound the tiles.

At this point, everyone realized that something was wrong, without Kent and Mark needing to remind them loudly.

Kent pulls the gun from his waist and shouts:

“Grab your weapons, brothers! I have a feeling that the creatures underground are tricky. They must be carnivorous magic animals. Perhaps it’s the smell of our meat that attracted them.”