Chapter 579 Surrender

The tribesmen did not hesitate. They turned around and ran towards the entrance of the crypt as hard as they could.

The children cried and were held tightly in the arms of the adults, while the older tribe members leaned on the shoulders of the young people and moved with difficulty.

In the face of this sudden disaster, the tribesmen seemed extremely small, and their banter and self-confidence instantly turned into powerless resistance.

At the entrance of the crypt, tribesmen poured in one after another, and their figures disappeared into the darkness.

At this stage, the interior of the crypt is relatively safe, at least temporarily avoiding the dust and toxins outside.

The elder was sitting in a corner of the crypt, his eyes full of worry and confusion.

He didn't understand why outsiders would take such extreme measures. Don't they know that the power of the altar cannot be buried?

"They. They really think that this can stop the power of the altar?"

The elder murmured to himself, with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Maybe they're just making a last ditch effort."

A young tribesman answered. There was also uneasiness in his eyes, but more of it was fear of the unknown.

The world outside continues its hustle and bustle, and helicopters continue to deliver supplies.

No one could predict what the consequences of this action would be.

Everyone turned their attention to the clan leader who had been closing his eyes to rest, that is, the old woman whom Wang Ju and others visited at the beginning.

She was on crutches and seemed indifferent to everything outside.

"With this determination, you are worthy of being a clan leader!"

"Our clan leader is so calm. It seems that what these outsiders did was within the clan leader's expectations."

"What do you think? Our clan leader is the wise elder!"

Just when the tribesmen were bragging to their leader, a gentle and rhythmic but very abrupt snoring interrupted their flattery.

Well.

Following their gazes, everyone saw the face of the clan leader whose expression of anger was already flowing out.

Ah this

"Ahem, our leader has been working too hard recently, so... it's normal for him to fall asleep!"

Well, they admit, drowsiness is normal.

But if they don’t wake up, they will be buried alive!

The people of the Nika tribe huddled in the depths of the crypt. They waited quietly, waiting for the storm outside to pass, and waiting for the altar to reveal its power again.

Wang Ju stood in the temporary command center, frowning, looking through the glass window at the dust-covered altar in the distance.

his voice asked, carried over the radio.

"How is the progress? Have you encountered any resistance from the previous 'weird' forces?"

The answer from the person below came over the radio.

"Everything is going well so far, Wang Ju. We have completed most of the burial work. The main body of the altar has disappeared. As for the 'weird' forces, there has been no interference yet."

Wang Ju nodded slightly, a trace of relaxation flashed in his eyes, but was quickly replaced by seriousness.

"Okay, but we can't take it lightly. Continue to be vigilant. I don't want anything to go wrong."

"Understood, we will continue to maintain the highest level of alert."

The voice on the radio was firm and powerful.

Wang Ju turned around and faced the team behind him. His voice was calm and determined.

"Just in case, we can't let any possibility fall by the wayside. On the outside of the lead block, I asked to pour molten steel again! To ensure that those 'weird' forces cannot escape."

The team members nodded, knowing that this battle was different from any traditional battle. They were facing unknown and unimaginable forces.

Following Wang Ju's order, the helicopters took off again, this time carrying huge containers filled with hot molten steel.

Following the commander's order, hot molten steel poured down like a waterfall, covering the already laid lead blocks.

Heat waves surged, and the molten steel drew dazzling silver lines in the air, falling on the mounds with a hissing sound of steam.

All of this is done under the watchful eye of countless surveillance equipment and humans.

Wang Ju stared at the monitoring screen, his heart beating faster involuntarily.

He knew that if all this could not stop those forces, then mankind would have to face even more terrifying facts.

But now, all they can do is use all means to try to seal this unknown threat.

The roar of helicopters, the gush of molten steel, and the reports coming from the radio formed the main theme of Blue Star's day.

And behind all this is human beings' fear of the unknown and desire for survival.

We are also eager to ride horses! ! !

The people in the Nika tribe are all very excited at this time!

Looking at the huge "Flame Mountain" not far away, the people of the Nika tribe, both men and women, had taken off their shirts, exposing their breasts and being honest with each other.

Of course, the people of the Nika tribe only had a piece of animal skin hanging on their bodies.

This is a tropical forest and there is no winter. If it feels cold, they just light a bonfire to keep warm.

"Wori!"

The sleeping old lady also woke up after shouting the quintessence of Chinese culture.

"It's so hot!"

"Chief, you are finally awake. Those outsiders are planning to bury our altar physically!"

Bury the altar?

The old lady rubbed her presbyopic eyes and walked step by step to the entrance of the crypt with a crutch.

Before I even raised my head, I felt a rolling heat wave hitting my face.

She instantly had the idea of ​​taking off the animal skin, but thinking that she was the leader of the clan, she must be more reserved, so she suppressed it.

Looking up, he found that the altar not far away was already filled with smoke.

Fortunately, the molten steel cools quickly, otherwise the forest would probably be burned down.

Despite this, some molten steel that had no time to solidify spread around the altar.

Looking at this trend, it is only a matter of time before it reaches the vicinity of the crypt.

There was nothing they could do about it, they could only pray to 'God' not to let the molten iron flow over their heads.

But how could God hear the "ant's" cry for help?

So the people of the Nika tribe surrendered.

Seeing that molten iron was about to pour into their homes, they each held white animal skins and stood at a higher place in the tribe and waved them constantly.

This is not to say that they knew that "raising the white flag" meant surrender.

But because the helicopter is too high, if it is inconspicuous colors such as red or yellow, it is likely to be ignored.

Fortunately they were eventually discovered.

In the interrogation room, Wang Ju looked at the old lady in front of him with a half-smile.

Of course, the translator Xiaoqian was also on hand to translate for each other.

"Weren't you able to hide before? Where did you hide?"

The old lady told the truth, saying that there was a large crypt just below their tribe.