Abyssal rift, "the eighth layer".
The colors are completely faded here.
Looking around, there are only varying shades of black, white and gray.
The smell of decay in the air was so thick that it was suffocating, dull and depressing.
The original layout of the dining area on the third floor of the mall has been completely changed.
There was only one team left, moving forward slowly and arduously among the "ruins" and the group of abyss monsters.
"roar--!"
A huge third-level abyss monster with tentacles waving like steel whips and an appearance similar to a giant octopus let out a deafening roar.
Amidst the surging black air, several thick tentacles tore through the air, bringing with them a fierce and evil wind, and slammed heavily towards the tall figure at the front of the team.
The silver-gray spear in Min Zimo's hand did not reflect any light in the dim light, only the tip of the spear had a cold glow.
Facing the attack of the "octopus monster", he did not dodge or evade, but turned his wrist and stabbed with his spear!
Boom!
The tip of the spear exploded into an umbrella-shaped white mist, and the power of qi and blood burst out, forcibly "blowing" into pieces the tough tentacles that ordinary third-level warriors could not break.
With the help of this recoil force, Min Zimo retreated quickly, barely avoiding the insidious sneak attacks of several other monsters, and swept his spear across.
Swish——!
Seven or eight first and second level abyss monsters were torn apart in an instant by the spear light, and the surrounding area was immediately cleared.
Behind him, nine members of the Investigation Bureau wearing various types of standard armor formed a tight defensive circle, following his pace, step by step, and moving towards a store with difficulty.
The flashes of swords and the shadows of sabers continued to intertwine, and everyone tried their best to resist the attacks that were coming from all directions like a tide.
Min Zimo once again used the barrel of his gun to knock away a third-order abyss monster that was trying to get around them. Under his cover, the team finally rushed into the selected store.
This shop is located in a very remote area, with one side close to the edge of the crack and the other side surrounded by a thick solid wall. The only entrance and exit is the three-meter-wide gate in the front, making it a stronghold that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
The dust in the store was as thick as a finger, but the outlines of tables and chairs could still be vaguely made out.
Looking deeper, the space seemed to be kneaded by some force. The lines formed by the walls, the ground and the ceiling were constantly twisted and broken, which was absurd and abnormal.
The investigators had no time to care about these things. As soon as they rushed into the store, they immediately changed their formation skillfully.
Two sword and shield soldiers stood firmly in the front, with team members holding long swords and long knives on the left and right to provide support, and two long spears were in the back, ready to launch a fatal thrust through the gaps in the shields at any time.
"Captain, switch defense!"
As soon as the new defensive formation was stabilized, the swordsman at the front roared at Min Zimo who was left behind, his voice hoarse from excessive force.
Min Zimo didn't hesitate at all. He exerted force on his feet and retreated back to the formation. His breathing became a little rapid and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
Bang bang bang!
Two thick alloy shields firmly blocked the several tentacles that followed.
The two shield-wielding third-level investigators gritted their teeth and plowed a half-meter-long trench in the dusty ground with their feet.
The shield rubbed violently against the tentacles, making a sharp sound that made one's teeth ache, and only then was it able to barely block this fierce attack.
After this incident, the team members looked at Min Zimo with even stronger admiration.
They all saw how Min Zimo, alone, had endured such fierce attacks so many times in order to cover their safe retreat.
......
The battle had lasted for at least half an hour.
Everyone's energy and blood were being rapidly consumed, and their armor and combat uniforms were covered with dark filth.
Min Zimo quickly took a breath and glanced at the tired but determined faces of the team members.
He knew very well that if they continued to defend like this, their defeat would only be a matter of time.
"Damn... those damned bastards from the Great Dream Sect!" A team member gasped heavily, his voice filled with uncontrollable fatigue and resentment.
"Shut up!" Min Zimo's voice was as cold as iron, interrupting him, "Save your energy!"
He stared intently at the tide of abyssal monsters that kept pouring in from the door, almost filling his entire field of vision, and quickly thought of a countermeasure in his mind.
With the team's current state, relying on the favorable terrain here for defense, plus his own combat power, if there are no other accidents, they can probably hold out for one to two hours.
It is roughly estimated that there are at least forty third-level abyss monsters participating in the attack on them, and there are more than two hundred first- and second-level abyss monsters, and the number is still increasing.
Breaking through is impossible because there are too many monsters.
Even he couldn't kill his way out.
Well, within two hours.
Or, to be more cautious, will reinforcements arrive in about an hour?
A trace of bitterness appeared on Min Zimo's lips. He never expected that a seemingly ordinary clearing mission would lead his elite team to such a desperate situation because of the conspiracy of the Dameng Sect.
"Captain... this won't go on!" A team member said with determination, "Let us help you break through! You are the Great Perfection... the hope of the country... you must not die here!"
After these words were spoken, although the other eight people did not speak, their eyes revealed the same meaning, and their hands gripping their weapons unconsciously tightened.
"shut up!"
Min Zimo's gun shook, and the tip of the gun passed through the gap between the two sword and shield team members accurately, like a snake coming out of a cave, blocking an attack that sneaked in from the gap in the monster group. His tone was firm and unquestionable.
Not to mention that even if ten of them fought to the death, they might not be able to break out.
Even if he could really break out, Min Zimo, a warrior who was not known for his speed, would not be able to escape the pursuit of the subsequent third-level abyss monsters.
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