Amber Sword-Chapter 604 - 51 The King of the Underworld (2) (2nd update, asking for support)

The sound of dripping water echoed in the dark.

Brand’s eyelids twitched, and he finally awakened from an environment of pitch-black darkness where one could not see their hand in front of their face. He felt a deathly silence all around him, as if he had returned to the time before the world was created.

After groaning, his consciousness gradually cleared. He instinctively opened his attribute panel and taking a glance—when the faint green light screen appeared out of nowhere in the darkness, Brand finally felt a bit of reassurance.

The status showed that he had no fractures or internal injuries, not even major wounds, only some abrasions and impact bruises.

He realized that he was worrying too much. His physical strength since entering the Golden Domain was indeed remarkable.

However, it was still completely dark around him. No amount of perception could let him see in total darkness. Trying to take out his Fluorescent Gemstone, he immediately found himself pinned down by a mass of heavy debris — Brand then recalled the moment when he was hit head-on by the collapsing debris, which was the main reason he had lost consciousness.

He felt a sense of relief. If it were an ordinary person, they might have managed to escape initially but would now face suffocation and death.

On the other hand, if he were just an ordinary person, he probably would have died a long time ago in Buqi.

Drawing a breath, Brand extended his arms outward. With over a hundred units of strength, the stones around him began to shake and tumble. He tried again, adding a power burst, and finally managed to break free from the debris pinning him.

Once he broke free from the bindings, Brand quickly brushed the sand off himself and stood up. However, when he instinctively wiped his forehead, he felt a cold chill on his hand. Startled, he quickly took out the Fluorescent Gemstone. Under the pale light, he saw his hand was covered in blood.

"Damn it."

Brand cursed under his breath, then looked around. The scene outside eased his mind a little. The mining tunnel had collapsed, but it hadn’t completely sealed off his exit, at least leaving him a way out.

The tunnel led to the other end, the torches along the rock walls had long extinguished, leaving a gaping darkness, an unknown destination. The surroundings had changed so much that even Brand couldn’t tell the direction.

He was about to lift the gemstone to shine the light over there when he suddenly heard a groan from behind.

Brand froze, then remembered everything that happened before the earthquake.

Turning around, he saw the girl from the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group lying quietly among the rubble. Qian had her eyes closed, her delicate face pallid as paper under the pale light. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, unexpectedly revealing a rare beauty of tranquility and gentleness.

But the young man had no time to appreciate such beauty. He noticed the stream of blood flowing from the girl’s forehead. Something felt off; a Divine Envoy’s physical strength far exceeded that of humans, and logically, Qian shouldn’t have suffered such superficial wounds.

A sudden unpleasant suspicion crossed his mind. Moving slowly, he crouched beside her and reached out to touch her forehead.

Scalding hot.

Brand’s heart skipped a beat. He opened his palm, indeed seeing faint black patterns spreading beneath the pale forehead, growing along her cheeks.

This indicated that Qian’s true will was fighting against the Divine Blood. Each time she fell unconscious was a severe trial for her.

After some thought, Brand took out a water pouch, poured some water into his palm, then took out the gemstone once infused with Divine Blood and placed it on her forehead:

"Qian?"

"Wake up!"

Brand called twice, relieved when the girl’s eyelids finally twitched under the light and then opened. Her pupils initially seemed shrouded in a horrifying mix of black and red but soon returned to normal.

They transformed into a pair of amber eyes burning with vigorous flames.

Those fiercely burning flames seemed like the strength of life, symbolizing an indomitable will.

"Qian?"

At first, Qian appeared dazed, then she came to her senses. She looked at Brand in confusion and weakly asked, "Captain... Ecco...?"

"It’s me." Brand put away the gemstone and then replied.

The red-haired girl hesitated for a moment, "Lord?" Then she quietly closed her eyes again, vaguely remembering a nightmare she had before.