Catherine had just slept in a daze, and suddenly heard a "bang" in front of her, and woke up. She asked casually, and Linde replied.

So the female mage looked at the silver pillar with wide eyes. The flesh and limbs of the dwarves were gone, and there was a black rumbling hole in the ground, presumably the cause of the formation of the maelstrom before.

Truth be told, the scene after the Great Being finished eating. The originally flat ground is now full of grooves and cracks, like a broken girl, which is regrettable.

And the culprits of the Broken Phase, the Silver Roots, have retreated back into the ground. The whole space is unusually quiet, giving a sense of fragmentation and decay.

"Lindebug, what are you waiting for. Aren't you going to take us to meet the Great Being?" said Catherine, looking at the scene before her.

But the Linde worm stopped, and it swam in a circle.

"Dear host, we really didn't have a good time. I didn't expect that the Great Being would eat again in such a short period of time. This is no longer a place where we can walk around freely, so please be patient and wait a little longer. ”

"It's okay to wait, but why? Are you hiding something?"

"Absolutely not, dear host. What do I have to hide?" said Lindworm with trepidation, "just because as is customary, the ground here needs to be leveled. The gardener is coming, and we can't pass through here easily when he comes. ”

"Gardener?"

"Yes, gardener. Master, I said that there are four Guardians of the Great Being, two in heaven and two on earth. The gardener is another guardian of the ground. ”

As soon as Lindeworm's words fell, a hand suddenly stretched out from the hole under the silver giant pillar. This hand has only four thick and strong fingers, and its complexion is bright red, more gorgeous than the clay of fire.

The red palm slowly protruded from the hole, and then stood still. Because of its dazzling color and the fact that it is also very large, it stands like a flag and is absolutely eye-catching.

"Hey, that's a big hand, though it's still quite a bit different from the hand of the god and the hand of Golos Damon. "An old professor is a person who gets excited when he sees something new. So as soon as the giant red hand appeared, he left his troubles behind and began to talk about it.

"The race of four fingers, throughout the ages, the race of four fingers is rare. The goblin flipped back and forth with his beloved encyclopedia in his hand, "and the color is not recorded, and the size does not fit the included description of the race at all." Great, this should be a new race of the underworld that has never been recorded before. Be sure to write this down. ”

The goblin wrote with gusto. Catherine stopped urging Lindworm as she clasped her legs, resting her chin on her knees, and looked at the red palm in a resting manner. But three or five minutes passed, and the palm of the hand stood motionless, without any change.

"Is this the gardener's palm, Lindworm?" asked Catherine with some boredom, "is he from the Giants with such a huge palm?"

"Yes, Giants, that makes sense. Before Lin Deworm could answer, the old professor had already finished his thoughts, "The real giants are all direct descendants of ancient gods. However, tens of thousands of years ago, giants were not seen in the terrestrial world. It can't be that there are one or two hidden in the underworld, right?"

"Can't see that?" Catherine repeated, "Professor, you're wrong again. The giants are indeed nowhere to be found on the continent, and the most that can occasionally be found are the remnants of some early giants. But in the seas, they are still active. Since the beginning of long-distance sea voyages, humans have explored many new places and made many new discoveries. For example, the famous 'Giant Sea' is one of them. Although the Sea of Giants is very far from the mainland, it is not difficult to reach. One of the great wonders there is the giant who crosses the sea. ”

"Giants, giants!" cried the goblin in surprise.

"The sun shines in the east, and I see the giants crossing the sea. The sea is not as big as his waist, and he is naked and strong in the mountains. Wherever the giants passed, the waves rolled and the waters were turbid. Strong winds and tsunamis, cloudy clouds, obscured the sky. Wave your hand to scatter the thunder and open your mouth to devour the lightning. ”

"What kind of poetry is this?" asked the old professor.

"It's not poetry, it's a pictorial narrative. "In the Royal Museum of Intramuros in Daxter, there is a huge painting, five meters high and ten meters wide, called Crossing the Sea. Its theme is the giant crossing the sea. It is said that it took more than a year for the three court painters to collaborate to complete this extraordinary work. As for the description of this illustration, it is based on the retelling of an old sailor who witnessed the giant crossing the sea. ”

"So, if there are still giants, I really want to see that painting in person, and it would be better if I could go to the giant sea again. "It seems that human navigation has developed greatly, and there must be infinite secrets hidden in the vast sea." How many unknowns are waiting for us to discover, how many mysteries are waiting for us to solve, and how much knowledge is waiting for us to record and disseminate. ”

"Ah, dear master, allow me to interrupt. "Actually, the gardener is not a giant, and that is not his palm. ”

Lindeworm's words were a bit of a pour of cold water, negating the discussion between the two knowledgeable people from the source.

"Linde worm, it's okay if you're not a giant. But you said it wasn't his palm, are you sure?" the old professor swiped a few times in his encyclopedia, and it seemed that he couldn't count what he had written before.

"It's hard to say, sometimes it's his palm, but now it's the gardener's head. Lindworm said in a tone of uncertainty.

"Linde worm, speak clearly, don't be hesitant and ambiguous. Catherine tapped the worm's skull, "Why is this gardener standing there, what is he waiting for?"

"Dear host, the gardener is very peculiar. When you see him in full form, you'll know why I'm saying that. Lindworm slowed down and said thoughtfully, "As for what he's waiting for, I think he's waiting for the eyes." ”

As if verifying Linde's words, the red palm in the distance "whirred" and then reopened. In the center of the palm, a huge white eye appeared. The eyeball is half-embedded in the center of the palm, taking up almost half of the palm.

The eyes swirled up and down, left and right a few times, and finally froze on Catherine's and the others.

"He saw us. Catherine looked at the peculiar gardener from afar, "What will he do to us outsiders?"

"Dear master, the peculiarity of the gardener made it impossible for me to anticipate his reaction and behavior. Lindworm still said uncertainly, "Actually, there are very few outsiders here. Since becoming a Guardian, I've only met the Lord of War and you. Of course, in my inherited memories, it seems that the Guardians of my mother's generation have met others. The memories weren't clear, though, and I couldn't get the details. ”

Catherine nodded, and added, "Listen to you, the guardians of the prison are not fixed. ”

Lind said, "I think so, master. At least before I was born, several of my mother's generation had been guardians here. However, the situation of the other three Guardians is unknown. For example, this gardener, his memories of his mother's generation are already there, and it seems that he has not changed. ”

"Do you know where your mothers have gone, and have they left their captivity?"

"Left, master. Lindworm affirmed, with a hint of excitement in his voice, "One of them even went to the surface world, so I have information about the surface world in my memory." That's why I'm able to talk to you in the language of the terrestrial world, and that's from the memories of that mother. ”

Lindworm's answer made Catherine thoughtful.

The old professor was discouraged by the error in his previous records. He closed the encyclopedia and walked over to Ace and sat down.

"Professor, what's wrong with you?" it turned out to be As's voice.

The goblin turned his head and found that Ace was plucking out the silver tendrils from his body one by one.

"Can you move? The body seems to have recovered, and it seems that the effect of eating the demon is still working. The goblin looked at As, and then turned his attention to the roots that As's had plucked and piled aside. These roots have lost their vigor and hardened. But they remained in the same posture as they had writhed at the last time, crooked and strangely shaped.

"There's your blood sealed in here, don't waste it. The old professor pointed to the "corpses" with red-glowing roots and said, "Eat them all." ”

"Eat this?" Ace held up the whiskers he had just plucked from his hand to his eyes, "You're not kidding, this thing is hard, and eating it will puncture my throat and stomach." ”

"Then you can chew two more times, chew it and swallow it again. The goblin said to As, who was still a little hesitant, "Have you forgotten that this is the underworld? This is the root of that great being, and eating it will most likely have unexpected benefits. ”

The goblin's words were very tempting to Ace at this moment, as if he had made up his mind, he put the roots in his hand into his mouth, "Click, Drop, Drop, Dip, >Dip, Dip, Drop, Drop, T They can be easily broken with gums, but it is difficult to chew them carefully.

"How's it going?" said the old professor, leaning over to ask As.

"No, you can't chew it at all. My tongue was pricked and it wasn't chewy. I'd rather eat stones and sand. Ace pursed his lips and spat the severed roots into his palms.

"What the hell are you doing?" "Lind Worm found the guy who was trying to eat the great being, "The roots of the great being dare to eat, is this something that a weak creature like you can eat?"