Chapter 180: The aftermath of the catastrophe
The pungent breath poured from his nose into his lungs, and Draenor coughed in pain, he couldn't tell if it was ice and snow or brains that had been knocked out of his skull, only that all the organs in his body were turned upside down.
"Mr. Delano ...... Are you okay? β
A dull sound came from front of him, more like it was coming to his ears along the bones of his arm. In the darkness, Draenor could only feel a slight warmth in the crook of his arm, and he struggled to lift his arm, following the outline to feel the strands of hair that were mixed with the snow and ice.
Only then did he react, and the moment he was buried by the avalanche, Jeanna raised her arm to leave a gap in front of him, so that he could have a chance to breathe.
Jeanne...... Don't talk yet, oxygen is precious, I'll find a way to get you out! β
Having said that, his whole body was tightly pressed by the heavy snow, and he couldn't feel the direction of gravity at all as if he was frozen in ice, and in this case, he couldn't even tell the difference between up and down, let alone leave.
He moved his arm slowly, and when he was about to withdraw it back in front of him, he seemed to touch some hard object, and it felt a little rough, it should be the trunk of a tree that had been buried together. Almost nothing survives an avalanche, and a long, hard object like a tree is difficult to bury deep in.
The hot blood was beating in his chest, and the night had come, and if he really had divinity, now was the time to use it.
Convinced that he would be back to the surface by following the trunk of the tree, Draenor cleared his mind and focused all his attention on the throbbing heart.
Blood poured into the muscles of his arm, and he clawed his right hand tightly against the trunk of the tree beside him, and his left hand grabbed Jeanne's body and lifted her upwards.
"Hold your breath and find a way to protect your head with your hands!"
He took a deep breath and shouted to Jeanne, his palm pressed against her back and pushed upward, and from that moment he heard the howling of the wind.
"Let's ...... Jeana! Where's Draenor!? On the ground, the familiar voice grew closer, and finally ran to the entrance of the cave to bring Nala back to the surface.
"It's down there!"
Without further explanation, Jeanne turned and lay on the ground, her hands clasped together, and like a shovel, she kept digging snow out of the hole.
After less than two minutes of hard work, Draenor's head finally appeared underground, his entire face framed in the snow wall like a mural.
"Find a way to climb out! Grab my hand! Vekirico leaned down and stretched out her arms to the ground and shouted to Draenor.
"Suppressed ......" Draenor almost gasped, and simply said a word, hoping that the other party would understand.
Vekirico suddenly reacted and quickly moved to the side, realizing that she had been stepping on the snow above Draenor's head.
He raised his arm and grasped Jeanne's wrist, his claws as sharp as a pickaxe still clasped into the trunk of the tree, and finally it was Jeanne's efforts that he was pulled back to the ground.
When I looked up again and looked behind me, I saw that the slope of the mountain seemed to have been scraped by a sharp knife, leaving only a sea of snow stretching towards the sky, and I was standing in the middle of the mountains surrounded by mountains.
"Where are Cooper and the couple? Hurry up and find them! β
Moving his stiff body, Draenor ignored the threat of the cold and ran towards the blanket that was exposed in the snow not far away.
I remember that the camp was completely submerged in the snow at the moment of the avalanche, and if I guessed correctly, the three of them should have been pushed to the foot of the mountain with the blankets of the camp and buried.
He knelt down by the blanket, held the barrel of the gun in reverse, and used the butt of the gun to shovel away the snow continuously. It wasn't until his muscles froze completely that he finally saw the familiar brown beard.
"Uncle, you can't sleep in this kind of place...... Damn, wake me up! As the snow was shaved into the air, Draenor tossed the snow from Cooper's body to the sides, grabbed Cooper's bare thighs and dragged him out of the puddle.
"Huh!! Call...... ...... "Cooper, who was lying on the ground, instinctively gasped, and in less than fifteen minutes, his entire head was frozen purple.
At the same time, Jeanne and Viklico seem to have spotted the remaining survivors, and just as Draenor is about to get up and rush to help, the entire snow-capped mountain begins to tremble.
An arm with a bull's neck stretched out from the ground, and its four fingers were spread out and clammed tightly on the ground, crawling out with its entire bodyβit was the troll from before.
This time, Draenor was sure that the troll's target was the group in front of him, and he had no more strength left to fight, but once again, his legs involuntarily moved, dragging his body in the direction of the troll's left hand side.
"Keep digging, don't stop! I'm going to buy some time! β
Realizing his actions, he turned his head and shouted at the two men, still trying to save Jett and Sado.
But he could only run mechanically like this, without a goal, not even feeling the presence of his legs, just letting the bumps disrupt his breathing.
At least it proved to be worth it, and he quickly attracted the troll's attention, and it seemed that the avalanche had choked the guy enough, and it was literally crawling on the ground and moving towards Draenor's figure.
Soon the troll was on its feet again, its massive body completely custom-made for the snowy environment, it didn't seem to feel the cold, the torture of hunger forced it to keep secreting adrenaline, and it opened its shark-like scarlet mouth and rushed towards Draenor.
The short sword was at his waist, but for some reason he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand and draw the sword, he felt like a layer of frost in his heart, and he didn't feel the existence of the white refining fire at all.
Collapsed on the ground with exhausted legs, and looking around, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked something......
Central ...... surrounded by mountains It's the same ice lake from before!
With the sound of the troll's footsteps, Draenor distinctly heard a dull cracking sound coming from under the snow.
A smile appeared on his face again, and he stood up against the icy snow, and Delano raised his head and threw a defiant look at the troll.
Unexpectedly, the monster understood the mocking expression with an intelligence that was inferior to that of a camel, and its movements became more and more exaggerated, and the troll shook the muscles of its legs and jumped into the air, swinging its hammer-like fists at Draenor.
"Hooked ......"
Draenor took a sharp breath, tensing his muscles and dodging sideways.
Rumble!!!!
The moment the troll landed, the "ground" continued to jerk up and down like a spring bed, followed by the crunch of cracking ice, and the entire lake split into countless pieces like a drifting island.
I saw that the monster's legs sank, and the figure quickly disappeared on the surface of the lake, followed by overwhelming waves.
"Tsk...... I give zero points for this diving action. β
Running out of the chasm that spread to his feet, Draenor got up and patted the snow on his body, dragging his stiff legs towards the surviving group.