Where Is The Black Ant Hill In Grounded นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was a terrifying, absolute myth. "He is a dead man walking," Lucian growled, his pitch black eyes snapping toward the shattered stained glass window. "The Blacksite is an underground fortress buried beneath a mile of permafrost. It was built during the Cold War to survive a nuclear holocaust. There is no extraction from that ice."

"Aris! Do you hear me?" "I hear you, Elena," the doctor’s voice came back, clearer now. "We’ve tracked your position. You’re directly above the Pneumatic Disposal Chute. If you can trigger the manual override, it’ll shoot you straight out the side of the mountain and into the Ravine." "The Ravine?" Killian asked, his brow furrowing. "The place where the Blackwood Pack was founded?" "The place where I almost died," I said, looking him in the eye. "It’s a full-circle moment, Alpha. Ready for a face-slap of nostalgia?"

Stelios sounded completely bewildered. Leonidas glanced at my pale face. “Give him the tracking essence.” “Her name is Nyra Blackmoon! Find her location before they kill her, Stelios!” I cried out toward the rune. Though the Beta didn't understand the sudden panic, he knew better than to delay an Alpha's hunt. Within moments, the rune flared bright red. “Supreme Alpha, the last known signal from that bloodline mark was emitted from the sea cliffs near the edge of the Whispering Moon Woods territory.”

Marcus bellowed. With a deafening roar of metal against wind, Marcus ripped the yoke back. The belly of the Hercules scraped the topmost branches of the pine forests lining the Pinjore valley, shearing off the lower antenna arrays before settling onto a flat, unmapped stretch of cracked, weed-grown asphalt—the abandoned British-era airstrip.

Immediately, they leapt and turned into werewolves in midair, digging into the sand and pushing forward at lightning speed. Kellen suddenly came up on my left side. “The east side of Promontory Point is too commercial, in full view of the Hoover Dam, but they could be on the west side.” “Send a crew to check it out.” Then I turned to face him, still holding my sword. “Where would be a good place for The Outsiders to hide, away from tourists?” I thought aloud, half asking myself and him. “Ferdinand, sent a crew to check out Fortification Hill. See if there are caves around it.”

Russo still followed Ava. Black Star Hill was a large, barren hill, and for some unknown reason, the soil was completely unsuitable for cultivation, and even insects seemed reluctant to live there. It had been abandoned for too long, completely uncultivated, making the barren hill eerie. Many years ago, a man who got lost on the hill found several skeletal figures buried there and tripped when the foot of one of the skulls stuck out of the hill's ground. This incident made the scary impression even worse until in the end very few people wanted to talk about it.

"Thorne, authorize the afternoon transport tokens for the local cooperatives in Taranto. Let them know that the first shipment of refined industrial fuel has been logged into the southern pools. The baseline is secure." Down in the gravel clearing, the first rays of the true morning sun finally broke over the high granite peaks of the gorge, casting a harsh, brilliant light across the valley floor. Lucian Blackwood was already on his knees at the base of the upper parapet anchors, his bleeding hands forcing a massive iron structural pin into the pre-drilled bedrock as the fresh, heavy gray mortar began to pour over his matted shoes.

My heart is in my throat, and I’m on the edge of tears just thinking about him being there while I’m here, somewhat safe and out of the storm. We’d finally found some peace together only for it to shatter all around us again. Will anything be the same after this? Antony stops walking at what looks like a bluff of some kind. I lay my hand on Poppy’s shoulder, forcing her to a stop. Below us is… a huge void. A hole in the beach itself that would usually be full of water even at low tide. I look around and then up at the treeline in the distance. I realize with a start that the beach we’ve been walking on would have been submerged by the ocean as well under normal circumstances.

The map pulsed in Mira’s pocket, leading them toward the next resonant site but time was running thin. As they ran, Liam glanced back. “L-20’s not chasing.” Ash cursed under his breath. “Because it doesn’t have to.” Behind them, the corrupted prototype let out a guttural roar, pure agony and rage and sank its claws into the earth. Dark crimson veins of energy cracked outward through the soil. The ground quaked violently. “Sinkhole!” Grey shouted. The earth beneath them caved, sending the group tumbling into darkness. When Mira hit the ground, the air was thick with ancient heat. She rolled to her feet instantly, scanning for the others.