Chapter 00269: Laser Gun
# Laser Gun
Chapter 269
Novel: AFK Game: Portal to Another World
Chapter 269 Laser Gun
At the other end of the corridor, filled with the stench of decay and shrunken muscles and tendons visible everywhere, a rustling sound came from the darkness.
Immediately after, a group of strange creatures, rarely seen on the surface, emerged from the darkness.
Their size was similar to that of a dog, and they looked like a brain that had grown four limbs to crawl on the ground.
On the scarlet brain tissue, several things resembling snail tentacles swayed back and forth with their steps.
Every few steps, they would drip a thick mucus, accompanied by a nauseating stench.
As they approached, one of them turned toward the spot where the group was hiding.
The tentacles on the folds of its brain swayed back and forth, as if it had discovered something.
This sight made one's scalp tingle.
The dwarf Delge had already raised his battle-axe, ready to cleave it at any moment.
However, Audel reached out to stop the dwarf's action and once again formed a hand seal.
It was unknown what she had done, but the monster merely swept its tentacles from side to side tentatively, then followed the main group and vanished at the other end of the passage in the blink of an eye.
Only when the foul stench had faded into the distance did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
Audel also dispelled the effect of the Invisibility Orb.
"What was that thing? I have never seen such a blasphemous creature."
"They are Intellect Devourers, the pets and slaves of Mind Flayers. They must be the ones trying to maintain the Nautiloid's existence. Otherwise, after several decades or a century, the Nautiloid would have fallen apart long ago."
There was one thing Audel did not elaborate on.
When Intellect Devourers were not under the control of Mind Flayers, they were basically like wild beasts with no organization.
But the group of Intellect Devourers that had just passed by was in a clear formation.
This meant that at least one Mind Flayer on the ship was still alive.
She did not say this not because she wanted to set the others up, but simply because there was no need.
To her, Mind Flayers were not very difficult enemies to deal with, at most around level forty.
And judging from the state of the Nautiloid, there certainly weren't many living Mind Flayers left.
Rather than telling them and causing the three to become fearful, it was better not to tell them and just crush them in one go when they encountered one.
Although it was indeed reasonable, when they returned, they would probably receive great praise from the adventurers...
Leaving the Intellect Devourers behind, they continued forward.
This time, after advancing for about forty or fifty meters, a huge circular obstacle appeared in the corridor.
It looked somewhat like a biological heart valve, a muscular tissue full of wrinkles.
But unlike the organic hull they had seen before, the muscle tissue here was still active, even trembling slightly, telling you that it was alive.
"This is a sphincter door on the Nautiloid, don't be afraid."
"Uh... sphincter? Is it the kind of sphincter I'm thinking of?"
"An asshole is a sphincter, but not all sphincters are assholes."
She said it.
Audel said it without any hesitation.
"Any creature with psionic abilities approaching will cause it to open automatically, but we can use other methods. Going up and tickling it also works."
After all, this thing was alive and even had ticklish spots.
And the great and arduous task of opening the door...
Everyone looked at Nimia.
The latter pointed at her own face, and seeing everyone nod, she went through a great deal of internal struggle before finally walking helplessly toward the large sphincter blocking the corridor.
The main job of a rogue was to pick locks, disarm traps, and scout.
This was also why adventurers liked to bring along rogues who were not strong in direct combat.
As if she were feeling for a landmine, Nimia wore a pained expression as she went to tickle the sphincter door.
The dark red muscle tissue twitched for a moment, then contracted, revealing a round doorway.
Although it was a good thing that the door had opened, as the group passed through it, they suddenly felt as if they were shit being squeezed out.
Nimia, in particular, looked at her newly bought gloves and felt that she was no longer pure, already sullied...
As always, Audel did not engage in much sentimental thought.
After passing through this door, she immediately noticed a cold, faint blue spiritual light shining from the corridor not far ahead.
It was like a form of magical illumination.
There must be something still functioning up ahead.
After going through a psychological ordeal, the other three also urgently needed to find something to soothe their wounded hearts, preferably shiny yellow gold coins.
The source of the magical light was a doorway in the corridor.
Nimia, walking at the very front, peeked into the room from the side of the door and then waved to the others behind her, signaling that she had found no danger.
Beyond the doorway was a fairly spacious room.
Things that looked like crystals extended from the chitinous ceiling of this strangely shaped room.
Some crystals were lit, while others flickered frequently or were pitch-black like burnt-out light bulbs.
In some places, the chitinous plates had been pried off the walls, and the exposed cavities were filled with tangled black tubes.
The floor was littered with some rare-looking tools, which looked more like surgical instruments than repair tools.
"I don't see any trace of traps."
When everyone was standing at the entrance, Nimia said, "But I'm not sure if the traps on this ship are the same as the ones I'm familiar with."
Visually, there was no sign of gold coins or magical artifacts, but a visual inspection was unreliable.
Audel took a step forward and raised her magic staff, making a sweeping motion toward the room.
Almost simultaneously, some of the items in the room lit up with a soft white magical light.
This was Detect Magic, which could detect the general location of magical artifacts or magical traps.
"We can go in and take a look. It should be safe."
Hearing that both the mage and the rogue of the team said there was no problem, why wouldn't they rush in for some loot?
The group quickly walked into the room, especially drawn to the items that had just glowed.
However, the items that glowed were mostly tools that had fallen on the floor, and they were of little value.
For example, there was an insulated wire clamp, a screwdriver that could rotate automatically, and a hammer that looked very heavy but was actually very light.
After rummaging around on the floor for a while, they found nothing of value.
But that didn't mean there were no high-value loots here.
Audel ignored the tools on the ground.
She carried her magic staff and looked as if she were taking a leisurely stroll around the room, but in reality, she was using magic to probe the room's structure.
Before long, she stopped, stood beside one of the walls, and tapped a chitinous armor plate wedged between muscle and blood vessels with her staff.
The plate popped open like a glove compartment in a car, revealing a space large enough to fit an arm.
"What is this? Some kind of magic weapon?"
The others also noticed Audel's action and gathered around.
"Emmm... it should be a laser gun, a weapon used by Mind Flayers."
Audel took out a pistol-shaped weapon with many coil devices from the hidden compartment and looked it up and down.
"Hmm, that's right, it's a laser gun. There are also psionic magazines in here. It has some research value."
After speaking, Audel opened her magic bag and stuffed the laser gun along with several rectangular blue magazines inside, making the others' eyes green with envy.
Normally, the loot obtained during an adventure is divided equally among all team members.
But this time, Audel was the one who paid to hire guards, so apart from the agreed-upon remuneration, all the spoils belonged to her.
Naturally, the others could only watch with envy.
(End of this chapter)