"This is the seabed, not a forest. Birds appearing now, think about it, is this normal? Do birds appear in your waters?"
"A bunch of brainless freaks."
...
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin narrowed his eyes, looking at the spot directly in front of him where red eyes were appearing, swarming out. This thing is truly...
A pile of eyes appeared before them, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings. One by one, they revealed sharp beaks and moved towards their location.
"Are these partridges?"
Guo Liang observed that their feathers were all grayish, with some intermingled gray and brown, but their beaks...
They looked longer than a woodpecker's, was this normal?
"But what kind of partridge is like this?"
"These beaks are too long!"
The metaphysics professor felt his whole being was unwell. If this guy pecked them with those beaks, wouldn't their eyeballs be gouged out?
"Get down."
Zhou Lin gave the order, and everyone immediately dropped to the ground, letting the birds flying overhead.
These students from Great Xia, after their last experience, had become much more agile. Their actions in response to Zhou Lin's command were far quicker than their thoughts.
For them now, this was their only chance to survive in the tomb.
Samir and Gall watched the situation around them. Although they didn't understand, the mercenaries beside them dutifully followed suit.
Samir's chin hit the ground heavily, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
But this faint scent of blood stimulated the nerves of these partridges. Smelling the blood, the partridges hesitated above them, as if searching for something.
"This is bad, why aren't these birds leaving?"
"Yeah, what are they doing?"
"If they don't leave, we can't get up, and the blocking stone above will come down."
Several students were discussing, fearing they would be crushed by the blocking stone.
At this moment—
One of the partridges seemed to sense something and hastily attacked the ground.
Captain Bai tilted his head slightly, shielding the professor beside him.
Then he felt a sharp pain on his body, a piercing pain originating from him.
"Ah..."
Captain Bai's shoulder was bleeding, and he clearly felt as if a piece of flesh had been torn away.
"Damn it, fight back, kill them."
Cold sweat streamed down Captain Bai's face. He gritted his teeth and gave the order.
The other mercenaries, upon hearing this, immediately picked up their weapons and began firing at the dense flock of partridges before them.
Although these partridges had blood-red eyes, they could be attacked. Soon, they all fell to the ground.
However, in this situation, they gained no advantage. Most of the mercenaries were already injured.
At this moment, the students from the archaeological team, seeing the mercenaries injured, took out daggers from their bags.
They began to fight the partridges.
The mercenaries were somewhat stunned.
"Don't underestimate us. If you go down into a tomb with Professor Zhou Lin, you have to learn some skills to protect yourself, right?"
One of the students had the blood of partridges on his face, and there was a smile on his lips.
"Exactly. Going down into a tomb with Professor Zhou Lin is always the most exciting."
Another student still tightly gripped his knife.
Seeing that these students could protect themselves, the mercenaries began to fight with all their might.
As for the few people from Eagle Country, they were hiding behind the mercenaries.
And the mercenaries, in order to protect them, sustained many wounds.
The viewers in the live stream watched with great anger.
"What the hell, are you people from Eagle Country using our Great Xia mercenaries as shields? The students know how to protect themselves, are you all blind? You don't even have this much courage, not even as good as a group of kids?"
"Exactly, what do you think you're doing by using our Great Xia mercenaries?"
"Less nonsense. This is your Great Xia's territory, who else should protect us if not you? Samir is our professor. If he dies here, how will Great Xia compensate?"
"That's right, this is what you should be doing."
"Go to hell, you dogs. I'll curse you to death."
"Dead is dead. You're not good people either. How could you put a useless person in a professor's position? Is Eagle Country out of people?"
"Exactly. It's best if these partridges peck your professor's body with seven or eight bloody holes, haha, he deserves it."
...
Dean's conference room.
"Damn, what did these partridges eat to attack humans like this?"
Professor Hu couldn't help but feel strange as he watched the big screen.
"They're not interested in humans, they're interested in blood. I saw it earlier, Samir's chin was injured, and the smell of blood took effect then."
Professor Wen, with sharp eyes, looked at the big screen.
"Speaking of which, how did our university students get like this? When did they learn?"
Another professor, seeing the students' agile movements, although not as skilled as the mercenaries, looked different from before, not as clumsy.
"Ask the Dean. He arranged a month of intensive training. Otherwise, how would they have these skills?"
Professor Wen, upon hearing this explanation, looked at the Dean.
"Yes, these students are very good. They haven't disgraced me, and it was worth my while to hire someone to train them."
The Dean said with great satisfaction.
Everyone: ...
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin smelled the scent of blood and then looked at the blocking stone above, which was less than three meters away from them.
He was muttering to himself.
"Sea of Fire Funeral."
Zhou Lin shouted, feeling a surge of high temperature and pressure.
The birds began to burn under this high temperature.
Seeing the birds falling, everyone rushed towards the front.
"Run, hurry up."
Zhou Lin seized the opportunity and shouted at them.
The mercenaries and students, realizing the situation above, ignored their pain and rushed towards the front.
They no longer cared if the ground was stable.
"Run, quickly."
Captain Bai shouted, running while occasionally looking back at the people behind him.
The mercenaries gritted their teeth and pulled Samir and Gall, rushing forward.
Zhou Lin was clearing the path ahead. The partridges in front of them were igniting one by one, adding some light to the darkness.
In the live stream.
"Damn, run faster, don't delay!"