MM Racing Chapter 79 Forced Expulsion, Return to the Ghost Ship
Chapter 79 Forced Expulsion, Return to the Ghost Ship
Inside Lu Yan's storage space, the seven fragments finally came together.
【The Plate of Nothingness】
【quality:???】
【Effect:???】
[Description: It doesn't belong to this dimension, this era, or perhaps even to you. When the seven fragments reunite, a higher gaze will fall upon it.]
A series of scarlet warning messages flashed across Lu Yan's terminal screen, so fast they were almost impossible to catch.
At the same time, the illusory aura that had dissipated returned to the temple dome.
The group, who were busy counting their spoils, froze in their tracks.
The absolute sense of suppression originating from the level of life was even stronger than when the phantom of Erchid appeared before, like the terrifying water pressure thousands of meters below the surface of the ocean, squeezing everyone's nerves without warning.
"What's going on?" Lei Zhan had just stuffed a legendary armor into his storage bracelet when he looked up and met the gaze cast down from the dome.
Echidna's phantom did not reappear, but her will had already enveloped the entire temple space.
"Awakened ones, I hereby grant you exile. If we meet again..."
That will pressed down on every inch of the temple's stone bricks, even suppressing the terminal's notification sound into static.
"Remember to submit to me, for your god... has vanished, and I will save you in the future."
Zhao Leiguang, carrying two cracked shields, swallowed hard. "Brother Lu, what she said doesn't sound very auspicious."
Holding the World-Destroying Thunderclap, Wen Yue muttered under her breath, "What era are we living in? Still using divine authority for marketing?"
Lei Zhan tried to raise his shield, but his arms felt like lead, making his movements incredibly slow. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Everyone, defend! Don't let that thing touch Lu Yan!"
Echidna's will was suppressed even more.
"The weaker groups always treat accidental gifts as spoils of war."
Lu Yan looked up: "Come on. If you're really going to be so generous, then explain yourself!"
"Lu Yan, stop talking, the situation is too dangerous!" Xiao Qianyu whispered.
She wasn't afraid of him talking back.
She feared that if the other party did not do as she wished, they would kill them all.
After a brief pause, the will landed on Lu Yan.
"Interesting mortals."
Just as Lu Yan was about to speak, the disc in the storage space suddenly vibrated, and the seven spiral patterns lit up at the same time.
"Everyone hold on tight!" Lei Zhan roared.
"What are you grabbing?" Zhao Leiguang looked around. "There isn't even a railing here!"
"What...?"
Before Lu Yan could finish speaking, the entire temple platform was engulfed by white light.
An irresistible magical fluctuation emanated from Lu Yan, who was positioned on the disc, and instantly covered the entire temple platform.
Everything went black.
When I regained consciousness, the blinding sunlight and the salty sea breeze replaced the temple's chill.
"Thump."
Zhao Leiguang was face down and was the first to be "spit out," his mouth full of sand.
Immediately afterward, like dumplings being dropped into a pot, members of the first, seventh, and eighth teams fell haphazardly onto the beach. Lei Zhan was still in the posture of bending over to pick up equipment when he landed, almost twisting his back.
Xiao Qianyu reacted the fastest, adjusting her posture the instant she landed, kneeling on one knee, her spear pointing straight ahead. But all she saw was a vast expanse of blue sea and a dilapidated ghost ship moored not far away.
"We... got out?" Wen Yue shook her head, still a little dazed.
Su Yunqing stood up, supporting herself on her knees. She had just been counting the medicine bottles, and now she was holding an empty bottle in her hand, looking around at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment with a blank expression.
This is the entrance to the pirate's secret realm.
They were forcibly teleported out.
"What the hell! You bunch of lunatics, you actually managed to crawl out of that hellhole alive?"
A hoarse voice, tinged with surprise, came from the side.
One-Eyed Captain Barbossa leaned against a crooked coconut tree, forgetting to even put the rum bottle in his hand to his mouth. His one eye was wide open, sizing up the disheveled but undeniably intact crew, as if he had witnessed some incredible miracle.
In his mind, the Lost Temple was a one-way ticket, a place of no return. For three hundred years, he had sent countless treasure hunters in, including several renowned heroes, but none of them had ever come out alive.
He sent Lu Yan and his group over today purely out of consideration for the 100 million Chinese yuan, fulfilling his duty as a "guide".
Lu Yan brushed the sand off his body, ignoring Barbossa's exclamation.
His mind immediately went into the storage space.
The assembled "Unknown Disc" was still there, lying quietly in the corner, as if the earth-shattering forced expulsion had nothing to do with it. But the red text "Analysis Interrupted" at the bottom of the disc clearly explained everything.
This thing triggered the temple's "expulsion mechanism".
Or perhaps, that higher-dimensional being does not allow mortals of its own level to peek into the secrets of the disc.
"Hey kid!" Barbossa walked over, carrying a bottle of liquor. He circled Lu Yan twice, sniffing him intently. "You... smell like the 'old thing' from that temple. What exactly were you doing in there?"
"It's nothing, I just went in and took a look around," Lu Yan replied casually.
He first glanced at Lu Yan, then at the group of Chinese Awakened Ones behind him who were still stuffing their loot into their storage equipment. He shook the rum bottle in his hand halfway, spilling the rum all over his boots.
"No one has come out of that place alive in three hundred years!"
"Then you fucking take us in!" Zhao Leiguang broke down instantly, taking a step forward while carrying the two cracked shields. "You also took a hundred million! A hundred million!"
Barbosa coughed twice and hugged the bottle to his chest.
"I was just thinking of making more money."
The words flowed so smoothly that the people in the seventh team stopped what they were doing.
Lei Zhan looked up and stared at him for two seconds: "So you never intended to pick us up in the first place?"
"Don't slander a captain with professional ethics." Barbossa held up a finger and wagged it. "I brought you to the door, the route was correct, the ship didn't capsize, and the fog didn't eat anyone. As for you getting smashed into mincemeat by the gods after you went in, that's outside the scope of after-sales service."
Wen Yue almost laughed out of anger: "You pirate!"
"Thank you for the compliment." Barbossa actually nodded. "Pirates are all about rules: money first, service later, and no refunds for dead men."
Zhao Leiguang rolled up his sleeves: "Brother Lu, could I shove him into the cannon barrel?"
Lu Yan patted the sand off his body and his gaze fell on the old key ring around Barbossa's waist.
Barbosa had initially intended to take a half-step back, but upon hearing this, he straightened up again.
"Look at that, now that's a smart guy." He tapped his one-eyed patch. "Kid, you guys didn't get out of the Lost Temple by luck. You touched something you shouldn't have, didn't you?"
Lu Yan did not respond.
Xiao Qianyu had already stood to the side and in front of Lu Yan, the Red Lotus Goddess Spear held diagonally in her hand, the tip of the spear less than half a foot away from the tip of Barbosa's boot.
Barbosa glanced down and wisely raised his hands.
"Don't worry, I mean no harm. If I really did, I would have grabbed two pieces of equipment and run away when you were spat out."
Barbosa paused for a moment.
"That girl's words are really hurtful."
Barbosa was so angry at Lu Yan's self-righteous words that he laughed.
He changed the subject, a sly glint in his single eye.
"However, the fact that you managed to get out of that place is quite a record. I, Barbossa, have always admired those who are capable."
He paused, then held up three rough fingers and shook them. "Give me another three hundred million, and I'll tell you a secret even more interesting than the Lost Temple. The secret of a disc."
Lu Yan looked at him warily.
Barbosa actually knew about that disc.