Chapter 427: Still Can Be Saved
"President Wang is so excited. Has there been any change in the situation in Qinghe?" Ning Xuan couldn't help but ask when she saw President Wang's anxious expression.
"Ning Xuan, you came at the right time. Qinghe's mental power is in chaos. The energy barrier of the seventh underground floor has been destroyed. The riot police were dispatched and injured Qinghe, causing him to transform into a beast. The fully armed riot police have suffered casualties. Qinghe's beast form is too strong, and the riot police can't do anything about him. Just now, the captain of the explosion-proof force sent a message requesting a retreat, saying that if they don't retreat, the entire team will be killed." President Wang said anxiously.
"Has it become so serious?" Ning Xuan frowned. Qinghe is young and very powerful, and he has the Spiral Nebula in his body to eliminate unstable genes. Logically, he shouldn't have fallen to this point.
It seems that he must have had other encounters while fighting in the Realm of Chaos.
"Ning Xuan, Qinghe is a half-orc, and an SSS-level half-orc. Even if he turns into a strange beast, he can recover on his own. However, the frequency of his strange beast forms has been increasing recently, and the time it takes to recover on his own has been getting longer and longer. No one knows if there will be a time when he will be unable to recover. That's why I'm so anxious. His situation is really very dangerous." President Wang looked in the direction of the training center with a complicated expression.
Just as Ning Xuan released her mental power to investigate underground, a sharp metallic scraping sound suddenly emanated from the elevator lobby. With the flashing emergency lights, a team of blood-soaked special forces soldiers stumbled out of the elevator.
These elite troops who were once so majestic are now out of formation.
The captain's visor was half shattered, revealing a bloody jaw. The broken communicator wires swung with his heavy breathing. His right arm hung twisted to his side, clearly broken.
The situation of the team members behind him was even more dire. One soldier, carrying a heavy machine gun, had his left leg bare from the knee down. The makeshift tourniquet had long since been soaked with blood, and every step he took left a sticky, bloody footprint on the floor. His tactical uniform had been completely ripped open by some sharp object, and through the torn protective suit, a wound on his abdomen could be seen.
The other team members were also injured.
"Seal the exit, request activation..." The captain's hoarse voice came from behind the broken mask.
Before he could finish his words, the last two team members, who had been supporting each other, stepped out of the elevator hall and finally collapsed in front of it. One of them had a completely dented breastplate, and every breath brought out pink blood foam; the other had a large hole in his back.
The strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire space. The medical rescue personnel who had just arrived rushed forward to provide first aid on the spot.
A chilling scraping sound came from deep within the elevator shaft, as if countless sharp claws were climbing the metal shaft wall. The captain looked up at President Wang with empty eyes and a look of despair. He said to her, "President Wang, the general can't be saved."
These riot police members are Qinghe's direct troops. They are the last line of defense to protect Qinghe. Now, most of these people have been killed or injured and have fallen into despair.
Chairman Wang was filled with sorrow as he looked at the group of riot police officers whose bodies were in terrible condition. In the plan they had formulated based on Qinghe's own situation, if the riot police could not control Qinghe, it meant that he was completely out of control. In order to prevent Qinghe from losing control and causing unpredictable damage after escaping, they had to execute the final destruction procedure.
"Ning Xuan, it may be too late. Qinghe's condition suddenly worsened last night. He has been in beast form for more than 8 hours and has not recovered yet. He... may never recover. Alas." President Wang sighed in deep sorrow.
Although Qinghe had half-orc genes, his bloodline talent was outstanding and his beast form was very powerful. His achievements in the Realm of Chaos were unprecedented. It was a pity that such an amazing person was about to die.
"President Wang, I promised Lan Xin that I would save his life. Is the elevator still working? I want to go down and take a look." Ning Xuan was not willing to sacrifice herself to save others, but through the mental investigation she had just used, she already had a certain understanding of Qinghe's current situation.
Although his current condition is indeed dangerous, it is not to the point where he cannot be saved.
"Qinghe is very important to the Federation. Losing him is a huge loss. However, Ning Xuan, you are more important to the Federation. Most of the riot police have been killed or injured. Aren't you going to die if you go down now?" President Wang shook his head. For Ning Xuan's safety, he could not agree.
"President Wang, don't worry. I won't joke with my own life. I can save him. Believe me, don't delay any longer. If you delay any longer, he really won't be saved." Ning Xuan said as she walked towards the elevator.
Although the exit was closed, Ning Xuan knew where the emergency exit was. She walked directly into the emergency exit and disappeared from everyone's sight.
President Wang did not stop her. She listened nervously to the movement below. After Ning Xuan walked into the emergency passage, the terrifying scraping sound in the elevator shaft soon stopped.
"President Wang, who was that lady just now? Can she really save the general?" The explosion-proof captain with a broken right arm asked in a trembling voice.
"She is Qinghe's last hope." President Wang looked at the ground worriedly.
As soon as Ning Xuan entered the underground, Qinghe, who had transformed into a dragon, noticed it. His completely turbulent spiritual sea briefly regained a bit of clarity.
But that glimmer of clarity was quickly swallowed up by the black mist.
Ning Xuan's spiritual threads attached to the ultra-thin vines of the Ghost-Faced Red Vine and soon spread to every corner of the seventh underground floor. She quickly locked onto Qinghe's location.
As she locked onto Qinghe, Qinghe also sensed her presence.
Qinghe, whose spiritual sea was already in turmoil, launched a frantic attack on Ning Xuan's position.
Qinghe was still not conscious, so Ning Xuan did not dare to confront him head-on. She could only dodge quickly and at the same time, find an opportunity to feed Qinghe the pill that could remove pollution and soothe his mental strength.
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