Book 4: Chapter 1: Night Rush


    I was confused for about a minute and just looked at him, but Poker-Face didnt stop at all. He grabbed my neck, pushed me to the side to avoid a w, and then used the knife in his other hand to sh at the things behind him.


    Whenpared to an ordinary knife, that ck-gold knife was like apletely different weapon in his hands. I saw a ck person get their entire shoulder cut off, the stench of blood instantly exploding in the air. But more ck figures immediately surged up and I woke up from my confused state. The ck figures were rushing up from under the stone temple like a ck tide, and the first batch was already piling up in front of me like ck waves. A dozen ws with long nails reached up to scratch my face.


    Since the light was dim and they were very dark, it was hard to make out their human-like forms. But their ws were white, so at first nce, it seemed as if countless ws were scrambling to grab me.


    But I had finallye to my senses at this time, so I quickly retreated backwards. This retreat was basically done by leaning back and twisting from side to side, but the ck tide rushed to the top of the temple like countless exploding ws. I used up all of my strength to avoid them, but they were barely a millimeter away from me. I turned to the edge of the temples rooftop right as that ck tide surged over it.


    Poker-Face pulled me over, and the two of us leaped into the air. As we jumped from the top of the temple, we ended up jumping right towards that ck spot and the void.


    Fatty''s res were still high up in the air, and it was in that moment that I knew why he had set so many of them off.


    It seemed that everything in the worlds second most valuable tomb had woken up, including the corpses. Poker-Face must have rushed to my side through the gaps in these surging ck waves and countless ws. There was absolutely no room for mistakes, and even a moments hesitation would have found him swallowed up by the ck tide. It didnt matter whether he was highly skilled or the best of the best, with such arge number of opponents, hed absolutely end up dead.⁽¹⁾


    That was why there was a need for so much light.


    This temple was so tall that I couldnt see the bottom of it, but I could sense that the darkness below was full of those figures and ws. ck sses had told me that when people were extremely nervous, time seemed to slow down, and that was exactly what was happening to me right now.


    I looked at Poker-Face with what I knew was a crazy expression on my face, but he was still indifferent and focused despite being so high up in the air. All he did was look at that giant ck spot in front of him.


    In that slowed-down situation, the ck spot was particrly clear, and I found that we were very close to it.


    But even though it was close, it wasnt enough to jump over and grab onto anything, and I quickly felt myself starting to fall. I didnt know about Poker-Face, but if I fell here, Id probably end up seriously injured and paralyzed.


    At this time, Poker-Face gave me a really hard push from behind, whichunched me directly towards the ck spot. Everything sped back up again as I rushed towards the ck spot at a very fast speed. Then, I hit it.


    My hands and feet scrambled for purchase as I fell down six or seven meters, but in the end, I finally managed to grab hold of a gap. The cost of this great perseverance, however, was that I dislocated my wrist.


    I immediately looked back at Poker-Face and saw a ming man rushing through the darkness below us. It was Fatty. I didn''t know what that ming thing tied to his body was, but I saw him break away from those human figures and rush to meet Poker-Face.


    <em>Yes! Theyve nned everything out.</em>


    Since the light enabled me to better perceive how high up we were, I felt that Poker-Face should be able tond safely. Feeling a little relieved now, I turned my head to look at my own situation and suddenly felt a sharp pain. I looked at the ck spots dark surface and found that I was so close to it that there wasnt any distance at all.


    I looked at that ck surface reflecting my face and suddenly saw my expression twist.


    At this time, I heard some strange soundsing from the dark spot, as if someone was muttering to himself.


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    TN Notes:


    (1) I had to take some liberties with this one because Wu Xie makes a pun on Poker-Faces nickname. The raw said something like whether he was a stuffy oil bottle or a top grade stuffy oil bottle, so I used whether he was highly skilled or the best of the best instead. Its my fault for calling him Poker-Face instead of Stuffy Oil Bottle (aka menyouping), but I will go down with this ship because Stuffy Oil Bottle sounds stupid in English lol.