I have a city in another world

Chapter 7011 Underwater Horror
The drowned victims, submerged in icy water, floated silently with their feet dangling in the chillingly clear water.

This deathly silence instilled a deep sense of dread in everyone.

Explorers are no strangers to all kinds of corpses, and some even spend years living among them.

It is also common to use corpses as materials for various experiments.

But at this moment, when faced with the bodies of the drowned, the explorers were overcome with an uncontrollable panic.

The skin of these drowned victims had a deathly pale color and was covered with wrinkles caused by prolonged immersion.

Only those eyes, as red as freshly spilled blood, burned fiercely against his pale face.

Each drowned person's face was twisted into a ferocious, baring grin, the corners of their mouths pulled upwards by some invisible force, frozen in an inhuman, chilling arc.

Silently watching the living, waiting to drag them into the abyss.

As the scent of the living spread through the water, these zombies, who should have been slumbering at the bottom of the water but had inexplicably come back to life, suddenly rose up in droves.

A silent chill quickly spread around, causing countless ice crystals to condense in the groundwater.

Without any visible movement of their bodies, they seemed to be propelled by some unseen force, bursting through the water in an instant, moving at a speed three times faster than when running on land.

In the blink of an eye, they were already right in front of us.

A group of explorers witnessed this scene and were shocked. When they tried to retreat, they found that their escape route was already cut off.

Behind them scurryed small water monsters, and ahead surged underwater corpses. The explorers were trapped in the middle of the narrow passage, with nowhere to hide or escape.

A profound sense of despair permeated everyone's chest like ice water, sending chills down their spines. Everyone felt that they were likely doomed this time.

A monk on the verge of collapse pulled out a bomb without hesitation and hurled it at the dense horde of zombies in front of him.

Detonating a bomb underwater would be tantamount to suicide, and would certainly be stopped by others under normal circumstances.

The spreading shockwave was enough to give anyone a good thrashing.

But at this moment, no one objected, no one stopped them; they had no other choice.

If you want to live, you have to risk your life.

The deafening roar shook the water, causing turbulent currents to surge within the passage, and rows of underwater corpses were blasted to pieces.

However, these monsters were not afraid of pain at all. They were pushed around by the shockwave, crashing hard against the walls and the top of the passage, and then convulsing violently as if they had been electrocuted.

The exceptionally clear groundwater instantly became murky and turbid, with various impurities surging up.

Even the well-prepared explorers were not spared; many were vomiting blood and suffering excruciating internal injuries from the shockwave.

Despite the excruciating pain, they charged forward with all their might, finally breaking through the encirclement of the zombies.

However, the long passage remained deep and dark, with no end in sight, and they were already covered in wounds.

Every step forward was incredibly difficult, not to mention that even more unknown monsters lurked in the shadows.

You never know when the monster might suddenly appear.

As they fled, corpses kept appearing in their sight, quietly soaking in clear, cold water, their bodies covered in horrific wounds, clearly the work of a monster.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt even more gloomy.

Finally, they burst out of the passage, and a bright and clear view opened up before them, allowing everyone to lift their heads from the water.

Looking around, I discovered that this was originally the hall where explorers in the secret realm often gathered, where they frequently formed teams and issued quests.

Now it has also been swallowed by the flood, with only a small space at the top remaining, allowing explorers to eke out a living.

The once bustling hall is still "lively" now, but instead of laughter and joy, it is filled with disheveled survivors.

They used every means at their disposal to get themselves away from the water, their faces filled with fear and wariness.

Those who had just escaped death cried out for help upon seeing the scene, but were met only with cold, indifferent stares. Here, everyone was struggling to survive; who had the capacity to help others?

They had to rely on themselves, desperately climbing towards the top of the cave wall, searching for any protrusions that could provide support.

In the center of the hall stands a thick stone pillar, a giant naturally formed stalactite with a diameter of over twenty meters.

At this moment, the pillar was covered with a dense number of explorers, all of whom were vigilant and staring intently at the water.

Even the slightest disturbance can trigger a wave of panic.

Strange shadows swam in the water, resembling water snakes, yet eerily unsettling. They had bodies like infants, with two claws like shrimp pincers extending from their sides, the ends of which were sharp barbs.

These monsters would occasionally surface and swing their grappling hooks to attack, attempting to drag explorers into the deeper water.

Occasionally, they will open their mouths and spray out a foul-smelling, highly corrosive sap.

Once it touches the rock, it will kick up puffs of smoke.

Witnessing the swarm of strange shadows, the explorers in the water dared not approach the stone pillars. They could only swim desperately to the edge, fending off the attacks while climbing up the rugged cave walls.

Finally, some explorers who were already at a high position began to lend a hand, blocking the monster from above.

After a desperate struggle, the group of explorers who escaped from the secret chamber finally managed to get off the water, but when they counted their numbers, only one-third of the original number remained.

The crowd was heavy-hearted, but had no time to mourn; their immediate priority was figuring out how to escape this place completely.

The water level is still rising slowly and will eventually submerge this last refuge.

We must escape as soon as possible.

At this moment, some people have already begun chiseling at the rock walls at the top of the cave, trying to carve out a way out.

Whether it will succeed, and where the path will lead, no one knows.

They had no other choice but to gamble everything and hope for a miracle.

The explorers transformed into miners, using every means to excavate the rock layers, and the quickest ones had already dug several holes at the top.

Like an inverted shaft, its opening faces the unknown darkness.

Since entering the secret realm, they have never seen the outside sky and have always been trapped in underground passages and caves.

From beginning to end, no one saw what was happening outside this confined space.

This inevitably raises the question: does such a "world" truly exist beyond this secret realm?
Perhaps even if we break through, all we'll see is emptiness.

The monsters in the water gathered in greater numbers. Suddenly, a huge creature burst out of the water, revealing its back covered with hideous nodules and rough scales.

On the giant's back, a row of sharp-pointed nozzles are arranged, compressing and violently spraying out the icy groundwater.

Like a row of high-pressure water cannons, the water jets slammed into the cave ceiling, knocking several explorers off the rock face.

Whenever someone falls into the water, the monsters swarm up, splashing water and silencing screams. In the blink of an eye, only a cloud of blood mist and scattered pieces of clothing remain floating away.

The explorers were filled with shock and anger, but powerless to resist, and were almost like lambs to the slaughter.

They did retaliate, but with little effect.

The most effective weapon is still the bomb; each throw can wipe out a large number of monsters.

However, they didn't carry much of this equipment to begin with, as most of it had been used up in previous battles.

There might still be stock in the secret realm's warehouse, but they have no chance to retrieve it.

Faced with the ever-surging monsters, they had almost no options other than desperately trying to escape.

What's most suffocating is that the number of monsters continues to increase, seemingly endless, like a shadow, turning this body of water into a true hell.