Alyssa, shall we go back? "The short hand of the Papalar man was holding the handle of the bull's-eye lantern. He was leaning against the wall, his black bean-like eyes widened, and he looked at the deep underground passage in front of him, and then he said with a little trepidation.
The thing he had on hand was not as useful as the pine torch, but the torch was lost during the previous roll down, and there was nothing he could do about it. He turned around and looked up at Alyssa behind him. And our Miss Nightingale smiled and joked: "Okay, how do Mr. Parker plan to go back?"
"Well...I thought you would have a way."
Alyssa shook her head. Seriously, even she herself didn't know how they got to this place. As if the earth was shaking, a white light suddenly flashed before their eyes, and then they returned to the familiar underground tunnel.
But to say that it is familiar, it only means that the surrounding environment is consistent. Both of them were from Nightingale and were good at drawing pictures, but after some on-site exploration, they found that they had never been to this place before.
What's more important is that they have walked back and forth in this maze-like underground tunnel several times, marking every fork in the road. But this time, the two were back where they started.
Alyssa reached out and touched the earliest mark on the wall, and then looked around. There are only two possibilities left. One is this entire illusion. As long as the spell effect still exists, it is impossible for them to get out of this maze if their willpower fails to resist.
Another possibility is that this is a completely closed maze in itself, so no matter which direction you go, you will eventually end up back where you started.
Parker finally gave up and sat down on the ground with his short legs spread apart. He sighed and complained: "We shouldn't have come to this place. You still remember what the big toad said...not yet." The captain insists on having his own way, now we are in trouble."
Alyssa looked around and said with a smile: "That's the Tada Priest. Be respectful, Parker."
"Okay, I know. But doesn't it mean it's not here? Alyssa, you're not going to tell it what I said, are you?"
"That's hard to say."
"Oh, okay, it's Tada Sacrifice." The Papalar man rolled his black eyes and said in a good tone: "In short, we shouldn't come to this place. It's cold here at night and hot during the day... A real Papara The people of Parral would never set foot in such a place.”
"The hill of giant trees is better, with a pleasant climate and rich products - meals are served on time every day, no matter what the situation, the Papalar people will always hold banquets and celebrations, and at the celebrations, there are all kinds of delicious food. Unlike in Here, even on the platform, one lives the life of an ascetic, let alone deep into these dark caves.”
"But I haven't seen you skip a meal."
The Papalar man talked nonchalantly, and Alyssa only occasionally replied. Just after a moment, she suddenly turned around, listened for a moment, and covered his mouth. Parker's black bean-like eyes suddenly widened, and his pointed ears twitched.
The two of them listened to a rhythmic sound coming from the darkness behind them, like a string of metal being dragged on the ground.
"What is that?" After Alyssa let go of Parker's mouth, Papalar asked.
Alyssa shook her head, pointed at the bull's-eye lantern in his hand, and motioned for him to put out the light.
After the lantern was extinguished, the only source of light in the darkness was their magic furnace.
Alyssa took off her shawl and covered it on the magic furnace. The Papalar people complained, but they were not stupid either. They followed the same example and lifted up their short windbreakers to hide the magic furnace underneath.
Then the surroundings were completely plunged into darkness, with only the two people's shining eyes looking nervously in that direction. In the darkness, the sound of dragging became closer and closer, and became clearer. After a moment, an old man with a stooped figure and a haggard appearance appeared in their field of vision.
The old man was wearing a red robe, the color was as bright as new, but his head was lowered, and the thin neck connected to the huge head almost made people worry that it would be broken. His hands were turned into claws, which were also lowered and brought together. Then the two of them saw clearly - it turned out that there was a heavy shackle on his wrist. The shackle was deeply sunk under the loose skin, as if it had grown with the wrist. .
The old man's feet were bare, and there were also shackles on his ankles, with an iron chain trailing behind him. The thick iron chain made a jingling sound as it dragged on the ground, and the iron chain stretched into the depths of the darkness, as if there was no end.
Alyssa thought the other party was a refugee kidnapped here by air pirates. She felt compassion in her heart and was about to take a step forward. But Parker grabbed her from behind. Black Beans' eyes widened and he just kept shaking his head.
"What's wrong?"
"Yes...it's that skeleton..."
The two of them asked and answered questions by lip-reading. Alyssa was startled, suddenly shocked, and remembered what it was - the bright red robe on the old man was exactly the same as the attire on the disappeared corpse they had seen before. She looked back, and sure enough, the more she looked, the more suspicious she became.
The old man didn't notice the two of them, he just dragged the iron chain forward slowly. But at this moment, a squirrel jumped out of nowhere in the darkness and passed between Alyssa and Parker - Alyssa had been strictly trained and only gave way slightly without saying a word, not letting the mouse Just bumped into myself.
The mouse passed through the two people and went straight to the old man. But before it had time to get closer, the old man suddenly bent down like lightning and grabbed the furry little thing with his hooked paws. The gray rat screamed, but before it could struggle, the old man lifted it up and brought it to his mouth.
He opened his mouth wide, revealing crooked teeth that were sharp and sharp. With one bite, the squirrel exploded in his hand like a blood bag. In an instant, blood flowed down his gray and loose hands and merged into the shackles.
Then there was a crunching sound in the darkness.
Alyssa was not frightened by the first scene, but hearing the voice made her feel sick. She finally couldn't help it and retched while pressing her chest. But it was with this sound of retching that the voice in the darkness suddenly stopped and became quiet - Alyssa suddenly realized that something was wrong.
A sound of wind came——
Without thinking, she pulled out the dagger with her backhand and raised it to block it. But something hit the blade in her hand, the force was beyond her imagination, and the dagger suddenly lost her grip and flew out of her hand. It hit the wall, and a few sparks were thrown out, which flew far away with a tinkling sound.
Alyssa took a closer look and saw that the thing thrown was actually a half-bloody mouse, and she suddenly felt nauseated again.
And there was another heavy wind sound in the darkness.
Alyssa had already heard what it was, and she dragged Parker who had not yet reacted hard, and rolled forward herself. A shadow swept over the two people's heads with a strong wind, hitting the place where they were originally, and making a deafening roar.
When Parker looked back, he realized that it was an iron chain as thick as his wrist.
The iron chain hit the wall, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared in the solid rock as the center——
He couldn't help but feel a chill running down his back. What kind of power was this? If they had been hit just now, wouldn't they have been beaten to a pulp?
"Run quickly," Alyssa whispered: "The other party is at least level 30."
"How can I run?"
There is an iron chain behind and a blockade in front.
As a full-time nightingale, Alyssa is still sharper than Parker. She glanced at the old man's side, found an opening, pointed in that direction, and whispered: "You are on the left and I am on the right."
"Do you really want to get past it?"
"if not?"
Alyssa dropped these words and shot in that direction. When Parker saw this, he didn't dare to hesitate - he picked up his crossbow and chased after him with his short legs.
Miss Nightingale approached the old man. The latter suddenly turned his head and waved his claw towards her. But Alyssa had seen him catch the squirrel before, and she had already expected it. She jumped up and turned into a black smoke, passing between the old man's paws.
As soon as she hit the ground, she immediately returned to her original position. When he looked back, he saw the Papalar man running over sweating profusely holding his own crossbow. He was passing by the other side of the old man, but the latter missed his grasp and twisted his whole body like a poisonous snake, opening his bloody mouth and biting the little fat man in one bite.
The Papalar people had never seen this before, and they were so frightened that they couldn't help but urinate and scream.
But Alyssa didn't panic, raised her hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Thunder Slash——"
There was a ray of light in the darkness, and a bright lightning flashed back from the direction where her dagger flew out. The lightning went straight through the old man's neck, causing the latter to let out a shrill scream and hit the wall without aim. The electric light continued to move forward and fell steadily into her hands.
Parker narrowly escaped death and shouted gratefully: "You saved my life!"
Alyssa smiled and asked: "Then how much is your life worth?"
"Uh..." Parker stammered immediately: "...it's not worth a lot of money."
Miss Nightingale sneered at this, looked back at the old man rolling around on the ground in pain, and then said: "I don't think it died that easily. Let's leave this place first."
Parker was still frightened and nodded quickly.
The two of them did not dare to stop and immediately ran forward. But before he had even taken a few steps, he was caught up again by a rapid clanking sound behind him. Parker's expression changed when he heard the sound, and of course he understood what the sound was. "Oh my god, why is this old guy walking so fast!?"
He couldn't help but complain and looked back. But it's okay not to look at it. When I looked at it, I almost fell to the ground in fright.
It turned out that the old man was not on the ground at all, but climbed over from the ceiling using his hands and feet, hanging upside down, and at a very fast speed. What's even more terrifying is that his head hangs from his neck at a weird angle, like a chandelier, swaying left and right with his huge movements.
And where a person's eyes should be, there are no pupils, only a pair of whites, which makes one's scalp numb.
The chains on the opponent's ankles hung down from mid-air and dragged on the ground. As they jingled, sparks shot out, and they seemed to arrive behind them in the blink of an eye.
With a forceful movement, it flew towards Alyssa below.
Parker screamed in fear.
He didn't think much, raised the crossbow in his hand and fired. There was a loud bang, and the crossbow arrow hit the old man's chest without missing a beat, knocking him away.
But as soon as it landed, it immediately turned over and bounced up from the ground as if it was not injured, and once again flew towards this direction using its hands and feet. It looked like a huge human spider, and it made the Papalar man's upper and lower teeth chatter.
But then Alyssa pulled him behind him and shouted: "Go this way!"
Parker finally came to his senses and looked back, only to find that there was a fork in the road ahead. After all, he was also half a nightingale. When he saw this fork in the road, he suddenly became excited and asked, "Wait a minute, we have never been to this place before!?"
Alyssa nodded - there was no sign of theirs at the fork in the road, and they had indeed never been to this place.
"Left or right?"
"There are traces of chain dragging on the right side."
"That's the left."
Parker rushed over without saying a word.
It was only when he ran with his short legs for a long time that he was almost out of breath that he suddenly realized something - why there was no sound behind him. When he looked back, he was almost frightened to death - in the dark corridor, Alyssa disappeared at some point.
He was sweating coldly and was a little afraid to look back, but he didn't dare to go deeper alone. After thinking anxiously for a while, he gritted his teeth and muttered: "What is this? How can it be compared to Graxis from the Hill of Giant Trees? That damn little female dragon -"
The Papalar man encouraged himself and walked back to take a look, but he was stunned.
It turned out that he found Alyssa standing there, looking not far away. As he walked over, Miss Nightingale turned back and asked, "Where did you run to?"
Parker was still a little frightened and asked: "Then, where is that thing?"
Alyssa looked forward again, pointing only in that direction.
Only then did Parker see the old man standing not far away, dragging heavy shackles, baring his teeth and claws at them. But the other party just didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool, as if there was an invisible line under his feet, keeping him nailed to that place.
The Papalar people were so surprised when they saw this scene that they couldn't help but open their mouths and said, "What is it doing?"
Alyssa shook her head.
"What on earth is that?"
"Mr. Parker, who am I asking?"
"This... I thought you would know."
Alyssa replied a little funny: "You might as well ask Miss Tang Xin."
"Why her?"
"Because she is Mirela's pastor."
"You mean this is the undead?"
Alyssa nodded: "It's almost the same."
Parker swallowed and then asked, "Then what should we do now?"
"Of course moving forward."
"Forward?" Parker looked at the old man and said a little unsurely: "I always feel that there is something bad ahead."
"Otherwise?" Alyssa's eyes changed: "How about you go back?"
Parker immediately changed his mind: "Then we'd better move on quickly."
When the two were about to turn around, they heard a voice coming from behind. "Who are you two and why are you here?" Alyssa was startled and looked in that direction, only to see a little light shining out of the darkness. A middle-aged man wearing a robe and holding a lantern came out of there and looked at the two of them.
He was wearing a gray scholar's robe, with no rank visible on it, but not in the style of an apprentice. His temples are slightly gray, but his appearance is still handsome, and his early glory can be vaguely seen, especially his gentle eyes, full of the light of wisdom.
It seems to give people a natural good impression.
The middle-aged man looked at the two people with a lantern, a look of doubt on his face, but then he gradually realized: "Selected people, it seems that someone has sent you to this place."
"Wait," Alyssa asked softly, "Who is your Excellency?"
"Just a hermit," the middle-aged man replied: "As for the name, I have almost forgotten it, but many years ago, I seemed to have been called 'Karatu'."
"Karatu!?"
Alyssa was surprised: "Wait, you are the great wizard Karatu?"
The middle-aged man looked at the two of them again and nodded slightly.
…
The shaking underground finally subsided.
Fang Yu then lit up the crystal in the darkness and checked around - they were lucky not to be buried under the sand and gravel, but unfortunately, the collapsed rocks buried the passages on both sides, leaving this place It has completely turned into a dead end.
After he settled Aitila, he put on the repaired 'Lonely King's Pride' and directed the capable angels to carry the fallen sand and gravel to the other end little by little. However, in the dim tunnel, he was not the only one doing this work. On the other side, Luo Lin's sword holder was also repeating this work over and over again.
The two moved in silence for a while.
Fang Yu finally broke the silence. He looked back at the other party and finally couldn't help but ask: "Why did you save me?"
Luo Lin also turned around, made a fist with his hand, covered his lips and coughed lightly. Then he straightened up, smiled and replied, "Why not?"
"But aren't we enemies?"
"Enemies can also become friends."
"I wouldn't be friends with someone like you."
"Because I am a Dragon Worshiper?"
Fang Plover nodded.
"But for the chosen ones, is identity very important?" Luo Lin asked with a smile: "I joined the Dragon Worship Cult, that's all. As for other things, I didn't participate much. In fact, Torago Toss still died in my hands, didn't he?"
"But you can't explain those things about Van Rick?"
Luo Lin coughed twice and laughed. But he shook his head and stopped answering.
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