It is said to be a road, and the internal space is naturally not very large, about four or five meters square. The path is paved with stone bricks, which are very smooth, and the sides are made of large stone bricks, which are also tightly fitted.

"It's not something you can do anywhere else. When he entered the corridor, Bourcho reached out and touched the stone wall that fit: "Not only is the surface of the stone wall smooth, but even the gaps between them are only visible and intangible. Look at the door outside, this place is definitely not short of time, and the stone wall is still so stable, tsk. ”

"Don't be too presumptuous, Bourcho" Seeing that Bourcho was directly attached to the stone wall, Viscount Eric reprimanded: "Don't touch the unknown place." ”

"And you, Knox," Viscount said, looking at Knox, who was about to taunt Bourcho, "you are not in a position to laugh at others. ”

Suddenly reprimanded by the viscount, Knox and Bourgeo were not very happy with their faces, so they had to laugh and continue to walk forward, and no one opened their mouths along the way.

"But the smell of this bug is really disgusting" After walking for a while, Bourcho seemed to want to ease the embarrassment and diverted the topic: "The smell of the doorway is simply smoky, and it ...... be after walking for so long"

Before he could finish speaking, Knox slapped him on the back of the head, and suddenly remembered that Knox had just been sprayed with dirty blood by bugs, and Bourcho could only consider himself unlucky and closed his mouth in disdain.

It was just a small episode, and although Bourcho was embarrassed for a while, the general atmosphere was not as solemn as before.

The dim light of the fire does not illuminate too far away, and there is darkness in front or behind.

"This road is not very smooth" Walking and walking, Knox, who was walking in the front, stepped on something, put down the torch slightly, examined it, and picked up the foreign object: "This...... Is it a piece of stone?"

Bourgeois on the side leaned his head and reached out and touched it: "It's really a stone, and it feels similar to the material of this stone wall." ”

"Could it be that this aisle is in disrepair and is about to collapse. Captain Knox muttered.

"Knox, don't be a crow's mouth" Although he said in a low voice, he was still heard clearly by Viscount Eric on the side: "It's not a moment for the passage to collapse, and it won't prove anything to get the debris quickly, let's hurry up and cross this section of the road, so as not to be hit by a stone." ”

"Lord Viscount, let's go back, my skills will definitely not be smashed" The Viscount said casually, Knox was quite serious, and he didn't forget to argue a few words while walking.

This section of the road is not long, only a dozen steps have been walked, and there are no stones on the road, although they all think that it is unlikely that any stones will fall, and it is good to be relieved.

"This aisle is really long, and it's ......" After walking for a long time, Norton, who was at the end of the line, couldn't help muttering, but before he could finish speaking, it seemed like he had been hit by something heavy on his head.

"You won't be stoned, why won't it hurt?", the thought came to mind. Although I was scratched, there was no pain, but I felt a clump of hair on my head.

"Mao, why is there hair?" Norton was startled by this sudden thing, and only halfway did he think about it, when a sharp pain from his scalp completely interrupted his thoughts.

"Ahh

A scream burst out, echoing into the darkness at the end of the passage, and the people who were moving forward were startled and hurriedly looked back.

But Norton at the end of the team had collapsed to the ground, with a moggy mouse on his head.

His scalp had been torn open from it, and it was covered in blood. The fangs of the motley rat had probably bitten through Norton's skull, sucking on the gray brain.

Not knowing if it was overly startled or if he had already been hit hard, Norton just moaned unconsciously, accompanied by a convulsion.

The two people at the end of the team immediately rushed to the rescue, whether they could be rescued or not, at least they couldn't watch the miscellaneous rats eat people.

"Plop" a few times, and a few miscellaneous mice jumped out and pounced on the two, so frightened that the two hurriedly parried, and they had no time to save people.

In the middle of the line, Alets raised the torch in his hand and threw it at the top. The fire, though only for a moment, illuminated hundreds of eyes in the caves above.

"Quickly retreat, get out of the passage. "One or two might still be able to deal with it, and hundreds of miscellaneous rats can definitely eat this group," Viscount Eric ordered to retreat without thinking.

There was another non-stop plop, and dozens of miscellaneous mice fell to the ground like dumplings, completely blocking the way back and making Norton completely shut up.

One rat after another wanted to be gluttonous, lying on Norton's body to feast, and in a few moments they were disemboweled, gnawed off most of them, and even the bones were bitten off and sucked the pith.

"Since I can't go back, I can only continue to move forward. Viscount Eric was ruthless, beckoning the others and running towards the depths of the corridor, not having time to be cautious.

The two who wanted to rescue and took a step forward were also about to turn around and flee. I heard a crackling, and another wave of groggy rats jumped to the ground.

The hungry rats seemed to have green lights in their eyes, and they jumped at the two of them with a roar in their mouths.

The nearest one hadn't taken a few steps before he was jumped on the back by a motley mouse. A heart-piercing pain came, and suddenly a bloody hole was opened by a mouse, and one fell to the ground.

He reached out and tried to pull the mouse off his back. But how can a mouse that can easily bite a bone be stopped by a hand?

I only heard a click, and the hand that held the mouse tightly released under the severe pain, and the little finger had been bitten off and swallowed by the miscellaneous mouse.

At this time, a large number of latecomers also rushed to his back. At first, he could still struggle, slapping and pulling the mouse, but after a while, there was basically nothing left in his two palms, and the last struggle was stopped.

I can only experience the horror of the back of my skull being lifted in severe pain, until I die completely.

The other fellow was not much better, and seeing that his companion was so miserable, and that the miscellaneous rats were about to catch up, he was not ready to run.

He pulled out the machete at his waist and slashed at the rat that was rushing towards him, but he knocked the rat out at once.

"It's not a difficult thing to deal with, maybe it's just a little sharper minions, maybe I can kill it. There was a brief expectation in his heart.

However, the rat that was sent out was just one of the dozens of rats that rushed over, and the rat that was like being beaten by iron did not hurt at all without trying his best, at most it was just a stumbling and turning over and getting up again.

Manpower is not infinite after all, and it is not even excellent, but it loses its momentum after a few waves.

One couldn't react, so he was jumped on his body by the miscellaneous mouse, took a big bite, and couldn't help but look in a trance. But this distraction, a large wave of mice took advantage of the situation, and in a blink of an eye, their livers were dissected and gouged out, which became a delicious meal for miscellaneous mice.

The remaining six people ran away for a long time, and the death of the last three people delayed for some time, but after all, there were only three people, and at most four hundred catties of flesh and blood, which was just an appetizer for the two or three thousand miscellaneous mice.

Some of the rats that occupied the good position did not continue to chase after them, and the remaining group of hungry ghosts smelled the smell of the living and pursued the past along the road.

"I... Call... I...... I can't run, really... Really, "The fat Bourcho broke out for a while and kept up with the team. But after all, he was fat and weak, and he couldn't hold on all of a sudden: "The man-eating rats haven't caught up either, so let's rest for a while." ”

Viscount Eric didn't chase after him when he saw the miscellaneous mouse, and was about to ask everyone to stop and rest for a while, after all, they had been walking for almost half a day, and they were fighting and running, and fatigue was inevitable.

Before they could speak, a "squeak" rat cry came from the darkness behind them, and everyone exploded again and took a step forward.

Bourgeois, however, sat down on the ground and could not get up at once. After a vigorous exercise, he sat down on the ground again, but there was no strength in his legs, and then Bourcho became pale and looked like he was waiting to die.

As he was waiting for death with his eyes closed, a strong force came from his right hand side, lifting him up, accompanied by an angry shout:

"Dead fatty, you don't want to die, run for me!"

Although he was scolded to death as a fat man, Bourcho did not have any displeasure, but he still couldn't hold back:

"Captain Knox, you're not afraid that we're both here. ”

"That's a lot of nonsense" Knox also knew that Bourcho was quick to talk: "I can't run and throw you down first, you are fat, you can get tired of the rats to death, and you can still care about chasing me?"

"Then you have to hurry, I don't have the strength right now, I can't move all of a sudden. Obviously, this sentence did not stop Bourcho's mouth.

"If you have the strength to move your tongue, you don't have to run fast, it's a lot of effort to drag you, and we really have to be here without more effort. ”

Knox shook his head, the only three shortcomings of this fat man, timid, fat, and cheap, can be regarded as popping out now, but he doesn't care much, true or false, he still knows very well the life-saving grace.

"Your previous shot saved me once, this time I saved you, if you don't want to live, I'm willing to serve, I'll give you a good time now, lest you die for a while." ”

It's one thing not to care, it's another thing to reply, at least that's what Knox thinks.

Bourcho didn't open his mouth anymore, his mouth was cheap, his gratitude was grateful, what he said couldn't be taken seriously, it was better to save some effort and run farther, maybe he could escape from Ascension.

I have to say that Captain Knox's physical fitness is really good, even if he drags a fat man of two hundred pounds, he can barely distance himself from the "squeak" behind him.

The miscellaneous rats are in hot pursuit, and you have been chasing me for a while. Seeing that several fires in the distance had stopped, Knox couldn't help but speed up his pace and catch up.

"You haven't gotten rid of the rat yet, Captain Knox, why did you stop suddenly" Looking at Knox who suddenly stopped, and the rat cry from behind, Bourcho was a little anxious.

"There's a staircase ahead," Knox swallowed, "The stairs are too long, we can't take a step, we can't outrun those mice." ”

"If we could, we'd probably just have to get out of here. Knox added.

"If the stairs are too long, we may die on them" Bourcho looked at the dark and deep steps, but did not be timid, but warned Knox: "When you die, the pain is never light." ”

"We don't have a choice, Bourcho, the Viscount, they did the same, and threw the torch here" Knox said helplessly: "There is no if, and we can't think about ifs, we can't afford to lose, can we?"

"Yes, we only have our lives, we can't afford to lose. ”