There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 296, I am the savior!

"The door was blocked by an evil god again! Why do I say 'again'?"

Having escaped the rat-tamer's domain and fallen back into the Silver Church's territory, Xiao Yang could see the dark hole leading underground in the distance.

And there was that magic shield tunneling machine, mostly buried with only a tiny corner showing.

He took a step forward and hurriedly ran towards the magic-powered tunnel boring machine that was mostly buried in front of him.

Running faster is not a shameful thing.

Even worse, it can't run fast.

His movements were forced to slow down.

On the tower, the heavy, giant bell suddenly emitted a dull sound as it swayed.

The sound appeared as an omen.

When the sound appeared, Xiao Yang sensed something was wrong. In a daze, everything in front of him dimmed, and vaguely, in the darkness, he saw seven pairs of lit eyes.

A thought that didn't belong to Xiao Yang suddenly appeared in his mind.

Instead of being blown out of his head on the spot, a deal was proposed, initiated by the plague rat swarm, in a negotiating manner.

This situation may stem from the plague rats' disregard for another version of themselves, or it may be due to the mark that was recently applied, resembling a quarantine stamp on a pig farm.

Xiao Yang is the chosen one of the Pale Hand.

The plague rat swarm clearly had some reservations about Xiao Yang.

Conditions and compensation were proposed.

If Xiao Yang helps Him complete this ritual, He is willing to grant Xiao Yang divinity after everything is over.

More than just a little, the compensation is negotiable. Xiao Yang seems to be regarded as someone belonging to the same evil god camp, and in various situations, he has become a negotiable partner.

Asking for a little extra money might just get you some points of divinity later.

The point where he could be greedy had arrived, but at this moment, Xiao Yang was thinking of something else.

This transaction and negotiation exposed the vulnerability of the plague rat swarm.

He wasn't some eccentric character like the Pale Hand who was completely incomprehensible; he was willing to trade and make concessions, which meant that Xiao Yang's actions could indeed affect him.

Having figured this out, Xiao Yang didn't stop what he was doing; instead, he quickened his pace.

The plague rat swarm was awaiting Xiao Yang's reply; it had not actually descended, but rather left behind a wisp of thought and a portion of its power.

A lot of pressure.

Even with just this small portion of the power, Xiao Yang was already feeling overwhelmed and breathless.

But ironically, someone took advantage of our kindness and refused to listen.

Xiao Yang began to accelerate.

Why are we still moving forward?

After a brief pause came utter fury.

With each step he took, Xiao Yang's spirits plummeted under immense pressure. Fortunately, having seen much of the world, Xiao Yang was resistant to such situations.

"If you reject me, you will get nothing!"

The overlapping, sharp sounds, like the screech of countless rats, were directly imprinted into Xiao Yang's mind, echoing repeatedly.

"Truly worthy of being called a genuine evil god!"

The Plague Rats should not be considered weak among the evil gods. Although they are far inferior to the Pale Hand and the Crimson Moon, they are certainly much stronger than the Beasts of Plunder and Conquest.

At that moment, Xiao Yang inexplicably felt as if his brain was being gnawed on by rats.

I genuinely have that feeling.

"My brain is shaking!"

But Xiao Yang's movements became faster and faster.

The advantage of data dashboards is sometimes unparalleled in their sheer size.

The good thing is that as long as his mental attributes don't hit rock bottom, Xiao Yang can always keep his mouth shut.

In a daze, Xiao Yang touched the edges of the magic-powered tunnel boring machine.

The chattering sounds kept echoing in my mind; a new phase had begun.

It's as if countless rats have already eaten your brains and are now running around inside the empty skull.

Amidst the unbearable noise, Xiao Yang suddenly gritted his teeth and roared hysterically.

"Get out! I'm the savior!"

It's hard to describe the tone with which Xiao Yang shouted those words.

Unparalleled certainty, without confusion, hesitation, or doubt, but also without joy.

The chaotic sounds, the terrifying sensations, the hazy, unreal scene before me—all of these vanished in an instant.

What appeared before me was the control panel of the magic-powered tunnel boring machine.

Time was of the essence, and Xiao Yang hurriedly began inputting the key.

Amidst his tense movements, he managed to glance at his mental attributes.

[Spirit: 190/13]

Just a little bit close.

In a dazed and hurried manner, the key was entered, a progress bar appeared, and a cold voice rang out.

The third generation of land explorers is being launched.

[Self-check begins] In the current situation, there is no time to wait for any self-check.

"Skip, skip, start now, start now!"

With Xiao Yang's words, the massive magic-powered tunnel boring machine finally stopped dawdling.

Amidst a low-frequency hum, the shattered buildings buried beneath the surface of the magic shield tunneling machine were flung aside.

This situation relieved Xiao Yang, but only for a moment. The rejected guy seemed to want to forcefully persuade Xiao Yang to stay.

Countless rats swarmed out of the rough clock tower, from the ruins scattered all over the ground, from every corner and ruin.

The rats gathered, a vast, dark sea of ​​them.

Climbing up, the rats frantically rushed towards the magic-powered tunnel boring machine that was slowly starting to operate.

It was as if a giant, pitch-black hand had appeared out of nowhere to try and hold them back.

Faced with this situation, Xiao Yang had no choice but to pray that the magic-powered tunnel boring machine would be able to withstand the impact.

An ominous sound began to appear—the sound of metal twisting and deforming. The plague rat swarm seemed genuinely determined to keep Xiao Yang; they were resorting to force.

Faced with this situation, Xiao Yang became ruthless.

"If all else fails, then we'll have to go with Plan B!"

His gaze was fixed on the pitch-black, bottomless, and seemingly endless hole in front of him, his expression both ferocious and terrifying.

Ultimately, luck came to Xiao Yang's side, or rather, the rules of the dungeon came to Xiao Yang's side.

The plague rat swarms, which had been frantically pouring their power into the fight, were now being suppressed by the dungeon rules.

In a daze, Xiao Yang seemed to sense an ordinary pickaxe appear in the area and then fall heavily.

Yes, it's just an ordinary mining draft, a double-headed mining draft with a smooth wooden handle and some rust spots.

The moment the seemingly ordinary ore sampler fell, a sharp howl rang out, and the gathered swarm of black rats instantly scattered. The magic-powered tunnel boring machine, now free from being pulled, successfully completed its entry and descent into the dark hole before it.

At this moment, Xiao Yang let out a heavy sigh of relief.

In any case, the first step of the plan has finally proceeded smoothly.

This short distance was truly thrilling, first the domain of the messenger of the evil god, then the real evil god.

Fortunately, thankfully.

"Everything went relatively smoothly!"

The large hole seemed to be within the radiation range of the Silver Tree's power, and the dense swarm of rats did not appear.

Time passed, and the cave turned out to be unexpectedly deep. A full six hours had passed since Xiao Yang activated the Earth Explorer and officially began his underground journey.

This journey was not entirely smooth sailing.

About two hours after setting off, the tail of the Earth Explorer, which had been pulled by the swarm of rats, suddenly began to smoke, and then even caught fire. Fortunately, the Earth Explorer's fire extinguishing system worked, and the flames were successfully extinguished in a ghostly blue glow.

This situation terrified Xiao Yang for quite some time.

"Please, please don't let it explode halfway through!"

He paced back and forth in the uneasy driver's cab, praying as he did so.

Ironically, even though Xiao Yang reached the Epic rank, he still couldn't fly.

They can only run wildly on the ground, they don't even have a mount, they can only be considered super heavy infantry.

He was genuinely afraid that the Earth Explorers would explode halfway through their journey.

Not only were there dangerous situations, but he also discovered some interesting things during the descent.

In the range of approximately two to four thousand meters underground, he discovered a rather large cavity filled with numerous corpses, including those of silver thorns and enormous rats.

It appears that a war once took place in this area.

The two sides in this war should be the Silver Thorn and the Plague Rats.

Six hours later, after descending to an unimaginable depth, the Earth Explorer finally stopped when a peculiar space appeared before Xiao Yang.

A magnificent, silvery world appeared before Xiao Yang.

The sky was filled with countless silver crystal pillars, and before my eyes was a dazzling expanse of silver.

Putting everything else aside, the dazzling silver in front of him looked somewhat familiar, stirring up some not-so-pleasant memories for Xiao Yang.

Upon closer inspection, his intuition proved correct; all of this silver was indeed Silver Thorns.

Xiao Yang couldn't find the Silver Tree; all he could see were silver thorns.

However, the plan encountered a slight problem.

Although he reached the deepest part of the underground, he did not even see the face of the Silver Tree.

"It's not a big problem, it shouldn't be a big problem!"

Xiao Yang told himself this, his gaze falling on the central area of ​​the silver world before him, on the center point where countless silver thorns spread, where he should find something different.

There are 156 hours left before the plague rat swarm's grand plan is completely successful. Time is running out, but there is nothing that can be done.

Xiao Yang also had to face a sea of ​​thorns and pain.

Good news has arrived.

These silver thorns are not in good condition; they have no vitality at all, as if they are asleep or dead.

Xiao Yang didn't need to worry that taking a single step would be like stirring up a hornet's nest, resulting in him being beaten by countless silver thorns.

However, there is also bad news: although these silver thorns do not move or react to the outside world, their sharp branches have the effect of ignoring defenses and causing extreme pain.

(End of this chapter)