Chapter 948: Set in Stone (2/2)
Many of them couldn't even lift a finger against the rocks, especially when they were pushing against each other in the tight space like sardines. They only stood a chance if they smashed the rocks with joint attacks.
But even then, destroying the rocks would cause them to explode like grenades, sending extremely penetrative shrapnel in every direction and causing them grave injuries.
Their retreat paths had collapsed and they were trapped. Therefore, even though they knew that they would be seriously injured, they did everything they could to destroy the rocks. It was their only chance of survival.
”Salas! You did this!” Dhaka roared as he destroyed the rocks that blocked his way.
By now, he was well aware that he had fallen into a trap. Although it sounded as though he was suspicious of Salas, he didn't imagine Salas would actually betray them.
”How would I know something like this would happen? Dhaka, did you think I wanted to harm you?” Salas said, hiding his guilt. ”Do I have any reason to harm you? I have a huge grudge against Bryan! I'm also here to settle debts with him, just like you!”
Dhaka didn't overthink it. Seeing how agitated Salas seemed, he said, ”I don't know if you've actually entrapped us, but if it wasn't for your suggestion, we wouldn't have entered this place!”
”Hey, own up for your own actions for once! Dagmar himself charged in here! What does this have to do with me, damn it? Don't blame others just because you fucked up! I'll quit if you keep doing this!”
Salas didn't have a good temper to begin with. Though his temperament now was much more subdued than when he was at the Fringe thanks to the losses he suffered at the hands of Han Shuo and his son, his short fuse was still there. Coupled with the fact that Salas was contemptuous of Dhaka and the rest to begin with, he doubled down on his attitude.
Seeing Salas rage, Dhaka stopped wasting time arguing with him and shut up after an unhappy humph. He knew that he still needed Salas to fight their way out of the caverns. If Salas was to ignore him now in a fit of pique, as an overgod, Dhaka could most likely survive this predicament. The majority of his subordinates, however, would perish.
Making a mental note to revisit this matter, Dhaka shut up and focused on destroying the rocks that had filled the path they took. While the rocks were almost impervious to ordinary experts, Dhaka and Salas were powerful enough that it wasn't a problem. They eventually managed to open up a path leading outside.
”Retreat!” Dhaka yelled, letting his subordinates through first instead of charging out first. His men hurriedly charged towards their singular hope for survival.
Loud explosions continued to ring out from the center of the mountains as the shaking got worse. The two of them felt that the mountain would collapse sooner or later.
”Heavens, what is going on here?” Dhaka's subordinates exclaimed at the center of the valley.
As a result of the explosions, cracks hundreds of meters deep formed at the feet of the mountain into a mess that resembled a spider's web. It was as if a mouth opened up at the feet of the three mountains, attempting to swallow all three of them up.
”Quick, run!” Dhaka felt the mountain sinking rapidly. He wondered who could be so powerful to force three huge mountains to fall towards the ground within such a short time.
With things set in stone, there was no stopping the mountains from sinking into the abyss. The forces of the ground closed in on the sinking mountains with huge pressure while the energies within the mountains themselves exploded outwards.
Once again, another tragic disaster had unfolded! As the mountains sank, the runes etched on them exploded one after another. Then, as though a chain reaction, an even greater explosion erupted inside the mountains, causing them to fracture into many more pieces. The godhunters within them were either crushed by the sheer force of those explosions or by the falling rocks.