Our Family Has Fallen

Chapter 1046: Chapter 582: Bay 4_2

After all, he was just an ordinary person.

After shouting for a while to vent, Lance felt a chill and realized something embarrassing.

He had been so focused on exploring after retracting his armor that he forgot to put on clothes. Now, here he was, screaming for half a day, only to react when the sea breeze blew against him.

Quickly, he found a pair of shorts and slipped them on. Lance glanced around, relieved that no one had witnessed the scene. Otherwise, he would have had to track them down.

This little event helped Lance quickly calm his emotions, allowing him to start studying and observing his surroundings.

He realized this was not the place he had entered, but rather a sea cliff on another side. Though not as steep as before, it was still adorned with variously sized reefs.

It appeared he had traversed the sea cliff and emerged from another direction.

This fantastical bay, intricately formed by natural erosion of the sea cliffs into various crevices and caverns, was now where he found himself.

So, what should he do now?

Go home to rest and prepare for another day?

No hurry, first, he should have a hearty meal and a good rest. After gnawing on bread and jerky inside, his mouth almost developed ulcers.

Lance found a shady, sheltered corner, lit a campfire, set up camp, and lay down to restore his state.

He called Grendel using the Messenger, exchanging information about the bay and getting updates on Hamlet’s situation.

After eating and drinking enough to relieve his mental stress, Wang Cai stood guard against surprise attacks from deep divers. When Lance woke up again, it was already evening, and after a short rest, he felt much better.

Those deep divers might have been truly frightened of him, as none came to disturb his sleep.

Receiving some messages via the Messenger, Lance’s expression became more serious.

There was no trouble in town, but the deep divers surrounding Hamlet’s coast had not left.

This situation shattered Lance’s idea of returning.

The strategic goal was not achieved, and going back now would only give the deep divers time to react. If they were to invade Hamlet again, what would he do if the battlefield returned to his hometown?

He hadn’t hurt them enough yet; he must deliver a severe blow!

Lance got up, peed into the wind three meters into the sea.

”Lucky for you bastards, I don’t have diabetes, so no sweet taste for you.”

Giving his shorts a shake, Lance turned back and re-entered the bay.

If he fought, he would have to destroy them!

Returning to that dim bay, Lance continued to look for a deeper path.

Then he was blocked by a pile of garbage, which mostly seemed to be shipwrecks—large planks, sturdy masts, torn sails, and ropes entwining some debris.

There was a fissure leading to the outside here. Judging by its appearance, high tides likely brought in waves, washing outside debris into the nook, where they gradually accumulated until the passage was blocked.

However, Lance noticed something interesting: these shipwrecks seemed quite new, likely only recently piled here. Otherwise, they should have been covered in barnacles.

But why would there be ships passing by this Old City Ruins? Could the Ascension Sect have another water route?

Lance immediately went forward, rummaging through the debris. Soon, he found something.

It was a pirate ship, weathered by many storms. The ship’s planks bore marks of axes and swords, and blood had seeped into the wood, staining it black and impossible to clean, even with seawater washing over it.

Though the ancestors had collaborated with pirates for a while, Lance was unsure of the exact situation.

After all, pirates wouldn’t come to this ruins to plunder, would they? It was all a wasteland...

Lance searched nearby but didn’t even find a single copper coin. Those poor folks deserved to run aground.

Without more information or any benefits, Lance simply cleared a path and left.

Pushing past the stone gate at the end of the path, Lance entered what seemed like a massive cavity. A few steps deeper, the ground abruptly halted. In front lay a bottomless pond, and no one knew where it led underground.

There was no external light source, yet the pond emitted a bluish glow, faintly illuminating the surroundings and allowing Lance to roughly see the entire space.

Most striking was a collapsed pavilion beside the pond, with a round dome supported by six multi-faceted stone pillars.

No one knew what had happened, but the pavilion leaned, half-buried in mud, and several stone pillars were shattered.

Though many stones were around, they had collapsed long ago to form a heap of ruins. No one knew its original appearance, and only the broken pavilion stood firm.

Being an archaeologist himself, Lance approached with a torch to examine the structures, but unfortunately, though the architectural style resembled those of nearby clusters, he couldn’t make out anything else.

Suddenly, the torchlight flickered, revealing a horrifying sight: a vague giant monster stood in dimness nearby. Even Lance instinctively stepped back, unsheathing Wolf Fang across his chest.

But in the next second, Lance realized it wasn’t a monster. He moved closer with the torch and found out that the shadow was actually a giant carving on the stone wall.

The statue, carved from a boulder, stood five or six meters tall. Though its human features were clear, its elongated face stretched its features to grotesqueness.

Another bizarre place, making Lance feel uneasy.

He felt useless as an archaeologist, unable to decipher anything.

That stupid predecessor spent all his time chasing women and having fun, wasting his university education...

Finding no clues, Lance moved the torchlight elsewhere.

Based on earlier information, Lance roughly understood that most of these rooms blocked by brick walls and stone gates contained water ponds, varying in size.

Worried about ambushes if he went down, Lance didn’t dare but chose to bypass it instead.

However, the place was peculiar: the pond occupied most of the view in front, leaving no path.

More peculiar was the pond’s luminescent glow, which hadn’t been there before.

Lance wandered along the pond, trying to find a way around, but it completely blocked the way.

As Lance hesitated, the pond suddenly shone brighter than it had, like a flash, mingling with loud electric currents.

One hundred thousand volts!

Though Lance wasn’t submerged, he stood at the pond’s edge, and a strong electric current coursed through his body.

Even Lance struggled to withstand it. His heart clenched tightly, his body twisting and convulsing uncontrollably.

The intense paralysis robbed him of control, trapping him in place.

Even worse, the torch fell from his hand, plunging the area into darkness and heightening the terror.

At this moment, tentacles glowing with fluorescence emerged from the pond, reaching for Lance, trying to pull him in.

In such a dire circumstance, the paralyzed Lance let out a powerful shout.

”Kou ya!”

Lance’s indomitable will exceeded his flesh’s limits, breaking free of the electric control.

He grabbed the tentacle emerging from the pond. Whatever lurked beneath sensed this, exerting considerable force in a tug-of-war.

”Get up here!”

No one could match Lance’s strength, not even a Deep Diver.

Yanking it like a carrot from the water, Lance quickly retreated, escaping the pond’s edge.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he left the water, the thing he was holding reflexively flashed again.

Visible electric currents surged, subjecting Lance to another shock as he grasped the tentacle...