Mersin immediately judged the intensity of the vibration. She handed the rope to Selu and squatted on the ground to tinker with the remaining bundle of spider silk.
"What are you doing?"
"Hurry up and pull the rope and leave the rest alone!"
The teaching soldiers on the opposite side also felt the vibration. They grabbed the rope with several hands and tumbled vigorously.
The entire rope was straightened, forming an extremely flat, horizontal figure-eight shape above the giant pit. Even these teaching soldiers used too much force, and Selu was almost dragged into the pit.
Mersin is still busy.
She tied one end of the rope around Selu's waist and the other end around her body. She hung the extra rope loop in the buckle of her belt and went back to grab her climbing script.
At the far end of the cave, a huge black figure advanced almost while digging. The splashing of gravel made Mersin scream in shock.
She grabbed the climbing script and pushed Selu down the cave wall with one kick.
"Hold the rope! Get the wooden box over quickly!"
After a scream, Selu, who was in free fall, felt as if she had cursed, and then there was a pull on her waist. She looked up and saw Mersin clinging to the cave wall and her waist. The tight rope.
What followed was a huge black shadow leaping into the air and a large amount of gravel splashing out.
"Fuck!"
Selu shuddered, and amidst the exclamations of a group of men on the opposite side, the rope came off her hands.
Schliemann, who was chasing the borer around the corner, vaguely felt the light of a torch in front of him, and his heart skipped a beat.
"No way? Did they really find her? Sailu didn't run away, did she?!"
Thinking of this, he shouted to Ampton beside him: "Hey! Lend me that sword!"
He said as he put on the pendant.
Ampton also saw the fire, and frowned as he ran.
"This is not an axe. It doesn't have to be powerful!"
He rushed forward and slashed at the back leg joints of the giant borer beast with his sword, but due to excessive physical exertion, he was unable to cause enough damage.
Schliemann didn't believe in that evil. He believed that as long as the power was strong enough, anything could be cut in half.
He wheezed and sped up, drew out his scimitar and struck it on the back leg of the giant borer beast. With a crisp sound, the knife in his hand was left with only the handle.
Before he could be surprised, the giant borer beast rushed out of the hole and grabbed something in the mid-air of the giant pit.
Schliemann stopped quickly and saw clearly that it was the remains of the ancient god tied to the rope.
The wooden box that was originally supposed to be transported along the rope for the remains of the ancient god suddenly fell. The giant borer beast in mid-air could no longer adjust its posture. Its sharp claws passed by the wooden box. He roared unwillingly and fell into the depths. In a huge bottomless pit.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the huge pit, listening carefully with their ears raised. They neither saw the shaking black shadow nor heard the sound of something climbing the rock wall.
"Hey! How about you pull us up first!"
These words echoed in the empty pit, waking up people on both sides of the river at the same time.
Schliemann scratched his head and tried to think of ways to get Mersin and the two up, while the religious army on the opposite side carefully pulled the wooden box.
The wooden box just fell on the rock wall. Fortunately, it had already gone through most of the voyage, and the remaining impact could not damage it.
It's not easy to do in Mersin.
She was worried that the borer would knock the stone away when it rushed out, so she didn't tie the rope to the stone at all. Maybe she didn't have time to think about it, so she tied the rope directly around her waist.
The weight of the two people had exhausted Mersin, who was already injured.
Selu didn't have rock climbing equipment yet, and her location was in a sunken area. Even if she wanted to help, she couldn't help. She could only hang in mid-air, even breathing carefully.
"Look if there is any rope in my bag! I remember there is a small bundle..."
Mersin was holding a mountaineering pick in her left hand, and holding a raised stone with her right hand. She also stepped on the raised stone with both feet. She was hunched over and holding on tightly. Obviously, the weight of Selu underneath made her very nervous. Hard work.
"Don't talk about the rope yet, where is your bag?"
Mersin took a few breaths, held it, adjusted his posture, and shouted to the top: "It's on the ground! Isn't it there?"
"No, there is nothing here except gravel..."
Mersin sighed and suddenly remembered something and shouted: "On the other side! Give me back the rope!"
The religious army on the opposite side had already obtained the wooden box, and Thes quickly asked someone to tie a stone to one end of the rope and throw it towards the opposite side.
When Selu was pulled up, it was already twenty minutes later.
It's not that the teaching army on the opposite side can't throw stones that far, but that they can't throw them so accurately.
More than thirty meters away, there was a hole about three meters in diameter. They missed it several times before hitting it.
"Eh? Mersin, what's wrong with your head?"
Mersin didn't answer. She shook off Schliemann's hand, turned over, and shrank toward the hole. Almost instantly, her breathing became even, and she even snored slightly.
"Hey! Over there! How is Dark Star City?"
"The situation is very bad...but I should be able to hold it together!"
Schliemann replied.
"How's Paladin Bokov doing?"
"who?"
"Leader of the Doctrine Army, Bokov."
Apton patted Schliemann and said, "That's the soldier who died in front of the secret chamber."
Schliemann sighed.
"He is dead!"
"Dead? How is it possible? Who is commanding the teaching army now?"
"There is no more teaching army! They are all dead!"
Opposite the giant pit, the teaching army of Linyuan City looked across in silence. The leader of the teaching army, Thes, sighed after a long silence.
"Hey! Are they fulfilling their God-given duties well?"
"Bokov and his teaching army fulfilled their duties and fought hard to the end. They were good!"
Watching the people gradually leaving across the huge pit, Thes turned around and looked at his teaching troops.
"Now, it's our turn."
All the teaching soldiers stood at attention, and the weapons in their hands made a neat sound.
"I want you to be ready at all times!"
"Always be ready! Always be ready!"
The shouts of the teaching soldiers spread along the tunnels like a tide, like blood pumping from the heart, warm and powerful.
Mersin woke up from pain.
She hissed and breathed in the cold air, and looked at Selu who was removing her bandage.
"What's wrong? Why does it hurt so much?"
In the suite, Selu looked at Mersin's wounds with a look of helplessness.
"Who wrapped this for you? The hair and cloth strips on the wound are all stuck together. It would be strange if it doesn't get infected."
She said, and with a little force, Mersin bared his teeth.
"No, no...it hurts too much."
"How about cutting off your hair here? It will be much easier to clean the wound that way."
"Huh? How big of a cut should I make?"
"The whole back of the head."
"Huh? Then you might as well shave it off for me."
"That's okay too."
