indianbanksassociation Chapter 387 Old Man Under the Stone Pile
Chapter 387 Old Man Under the Stone Pile
A vast, ancient, and dilapidated group of ruins lies like a colossal beast that has slumbered for millennia, crouching in the deepest part of the canyon.
A towering, broken stone tablet; a dilapidated temple with pillars that still hint at its former grandeur; a plaza covered in mysterious carvings; a bottomless ravine and the entrance to an underground palace... This is the central area.
At this moment, this ancient land, which should have been silent, has become the latest altar of blood and war.
In the outer area of the ruins, many teams can already be seen, fiercely fighting for a sturdy bunker, a high vantage point, or a safe passage into the ruins.
Deeper inside, the faint, more muffled and terrifying sounds of explosions could be heard, as if an even more horrific battle was brewing.
Lin Tian slowly lowered his flight altitude and landed on top of a giant stone pillar that was tens of meters high and half of which had collapsed.
The wind whipped the stray hairs across his forehead as he stood there quietly, gazing down at the final arena below, his eyes calm and undisturbed.
The final hunt is about to begin.
He gently moved his fingers, and the vast, star-like magical power around him began to flow more rapidly and silently.
......
Lin Tian stood atop the giant stone pillar, the wind howling and blowing the black hair on his forehead.
His gaze, like the most sophisticated radar, slowly swept across the vast group of ruins below, known as the central area.
The crumbling walls cast menacing shadows under the blood-red sky, and the weathered stone sculptures silently gazed at this land that was once again stained with blood.
In the distance, sporadic sounds of battle, shouts, and skill explosions rose and fell, as teams that had arrived earlier fought for advantageous positions.
He slowly closed his eyes, channeling his 300 million points of mental attribute at full power.
An invisible yet vast and powerful spiritual force field emanated from him, spreading silently like mercury across the ground, covering every corner of the ruins.
His spiritual energy swept across the empty square, penetrated the deep passageways, seeped into the cracks of the collapsed temple, swept across the dried-up ditches, and even probed into the interiors of some seemingly solid rock walls and piles of stones...
A few seconds later, Lin Tian reopened his eyes.
"Good heavens," he muttered to himself, his voice carried away by the wind, "the central area is quite large, but... there are even more 'rats' hiding inside."
In his perception, there were about a dozen player teams openly active in this final safe zone, ranging in number from several hundred to over a thousand, probing each other, clashing, and even engaging in fierce firefights in the outer area.
However, in those more hidden places—such as behind seemingly solid and intact stone walls, in natural caves deep underground, in the internal cavities of giant statues, or even in underground bunkers temporarily constructed with earth magic—a staggering number of players are lurking!
Some of them gathered in groups of three or five, holding their breath and concentrating, like venomous snakes waiting for their prey to come to them.
Some were organized squads, operating with strict discipline, lying in wait for the best opportunity;
Even more extreme are large teams of hundreds of people who, through some unknown method, have perfectly concealed themselves, like giant scorpions buried in the sand, waiting to reveal their deadly stingers at the last moment.
"It seems there are quite a few smart people who like to be the 'sixth man'."
"Let's start from here then."
Lin Tian's gaze fell on a huge stone pile.
In his perception, there were hundreds of people hidden under this pile of stones.
He flew directly over and landed on top of the pile of stones without any attempt to conceal himself.
Beneath the stone pile, in a dark underground cave.
This is not a natural cave, but a hidden space cleverly constructed by earth-elemental mage players under a pile of rocks.
Hundreds of people were crammed inside, and the air was somewhat stuffy.
Most people were either resting with their eyes closed or quietly checking their equipment and potions.
Several core members were gathered together at the front of the cave.
Leader Wang Tie, a composed-looking shield warrior, was wiping his tower shield.
Beside him was Zhao Ming, the captain of the thieves in charge of guarding the area, a thin man with sharp eyes.
The mage captain, Li Xiang, silently checked the spell materials.
Suddenly, a bone fragment engraved with detection runes on Zhao Ming's waist became slightly hot, signaling a warning.
His expression hardened, and he immediately extended his spiritual energy through the bone fragment. A moment later, he turned around with a strange look on his face and lowered his voice: "Brother Tie, up there! Someone has landed directly above us and is standing there, as if he's looking in our direction."
Wang Tie paused, his brow furrowing. "Just one person? Did you get a good look at him? Is he one of those lone experts mentioned in the intelligence?"
Zhao Ming shook his head and sensed it carefully again: "I don't recognize him. He's very young, his face is unfamiliar, and his equipment looks... very ordinary. It doesn't seem to have any special quality."
Wang Tie pondered for a few seconds.
Their "Blackrock" guild is taking a stealthy approach this time, going to great lengths to hide here in order to avoid the chaos of the situation and make their move in the final stage.
The worst thing is to be exposed prematurely.
"Could it be a coincidence? Maybe he just found a place to stay?" one of the henchmen said.
"It could also be a scout exploring the way, followed by the main force?" another soldier guessed.
Wang Tie weighed the options.
There was only one person on top, and he didn't look very strong.
If he's a scout, taking him out is the only way to ensure your concealment.
If it's a coincidence... then we absolutely cannot let him leave alive to report that there are people here.
"Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free."
Wang Tie made up his mind, and his voice became calm and steady.
"Zhao Ming, are you sure it's just him?"
"There is definitely only one; I've sensed it repeatedly."
"Okay." Wang Tie glanced at a well-trained squad waiting to be deployed.
"Sun Wu, take your men up there. Be quick and don't make too much noise. Whoever he is, deal with him cleanly."
"clear!"
Captain Sun Wu was an assassin with a scar on his face. He licked his lips, a fierce glint in his eyes.
His twenty men were all skilled members of the guild, adept at quick assassinations.
A narrow passage on the side of the cave was quietly opened. Sun Wu made a gesture, and twenty people filed out, silently making their way to the ground like shadows.
Above the stone pile.
Lin Tian sensed the subtle mental fluctuations of the hundreds of people below.
After his arrival, the fluctuations became noticeably more active, and then a group of about twenty spiritual beings began to move rapidly upwards, carrying a clear hostility.
"His reaction time isn't slow," Lin Tian thought expressionlessly.
"We chose the most direct approach."
About thirty seconds later, the gravel ground not far in front of him arched slightly, and a stone slab was moved aside.