[My name is Charles, and I'm a private investigator in the Steam Capital, and I've had enough of it today, but it seems that the Goddess's test of me is not over, and a bigger crisis is coming.

Praise the Goddess, spare me. 】

......

Luck seemed to favor me, and the bone horse summoned by Miss Freya was more reliable than I had imagined, and even if I didn't know how to ride a horse at all, I was able to sit on the horse smoothly without feeling a bump at all.

The skeleton horses carrying us hurried down the sheep-like road, not daring to stop for the slightest, but even so, we still did not catch up with Mr. Hank, who was the first to evacuate.

He's a really fast runner.

And hopefully O'Connor's bastard won't be true, I don't want to see this big guy wake up at all, or we're going to die horribly.

As for the reason?

It's very simple, think about it from another angle, when you wake up from sleep, you feel a few bugs in your body, there are a few worms squirming around, will you be ready to let them go?

Of course not.

Surely the first time screaming and running to find the doctor, kill them, I don't know if there is a doctor to help, but this big guy will kill us.

The skeleton Marco didn't pay attention to my worries, and ran tirelessly forward, a familiar light appeared in front of us, and I knew that this was the platform that had been fought before, which meant that there was no road ahead.

But aren't you thinking about stopping the horses?

Sensing that the skeleton horse had quickened its pace, I couldn't help but let go of the reins that I had been holding onto, and with unimaginable speed I tightened the rope that bound the teacher, and then suddenly re-grasped the reins.

Then the skeleton horses leaped forward, and the imaginary feeling of weightlessness was immediately heard, and the skeleton horses added our weight, and the huge gravity caused us to fall at an unimaginable speed.

As she got closer and closer to the ground, Miss Eve in front of her took out her scepter and waved her scepter again, and the plant fortress left above the platform suddenly disintegrated automatically, and then turned into thick vines that spread in the direction of departure.

A long bridge with a 45-degree angle appeared in front of us.

Da, da, da...

There is no imaginary sense of huge impact, and the war horses under the crotch all have magical power, as if they have weightless feathers, and there is no sound of even landing, only the sound of horses' hooves echoing on the bridge built by vines.

The road to departure was in front of me, and for a moment I couldn't help but feel worried.

It looks like that bastard is lying to us, damn it, it's not safe to even die, I can't wait to kill you again and again.

Speaking of which, we don't seem to have examined his body, so I wonder if it was a fraud?

But it shouldn't be, judging from the amount of bleeding, the knife obviously cut the aorta, and it is impossible for a normal person to survive.

But what if he's not?

After hesitating for a moment, I couldn't help but open the corners of my mouth, and was about to explain my point to the two people in front of me, when a reckless, cruel, and jealous cold aura pressed from all directions, as if I was surrounded by countless fierce beasts, and in an instant, cold hairs stood up, and my heart couldn't stop beating again.

What's the situation?

"Hold on to the reins, Charles, we've got to speed up. Sean's calm voice floated, and the fear that had befallen me came back to my senses, and I didn't dare to relax at all, nodding subconsciously and grasping the reins firmly.

Won't this big guy really wake up?

No way?

In the blink of an eye, the stone walls on both sides of the cave verified my idea, and with the sudden violent shaking, the regular cylindrical stone walls around it fell off the earthy yellow stones on the outside, leaking out the blood-red unknown tissue hidden inside, and there was a faint and inconspicuous wriggling.

Shit, this guy is really waking up.

However, unfortunate things followed, and the sound of horses' hooves suddenly stopped, and just as I wondered why, Sean immediately broke my last hope and said, "There is no road ahead, we are trapped." ”

"That's... What should I do then?" I asked, in a trembling voice, as I looked around at the base that had been completely turned into a biological organization, "Are we not going to die here?"

"The roads of the world themselves do not exist, and aren't the roads we are on now all carved out by our ancestors?" Sean glanced at me contemptuously, turned his head and instructed Miss Freya, "It's hard work, and the next thing is up to you." ”

Click!

Freya nodded slightly, knowing that the situation was urgent, she didn't talk nonsense with Sean, and immediately turned over and dismounted, and at the same time pulled out the rusty sword at her waist, accompanied by a flash of dark blue flames in her eyes, and the same cold dark blue flames were ignited on the short sword in her right hand again.

With a slash of the arm, the firelight turned into a blue arc as it swung, slashing towards the blood-red wall, leaving a deep sword mark on the wall tissue that blocked the entrance to the cave.

Puff, puff, puff...

The sound of slashing at biological tissue suddenly became loud, and Miss Freya, who did not dare to stop, held the short sword and looked at the wall without leaving a trace with a blank expression, and a deep sense of disappointment drifted over.

It's not that it doesn't work at all, Miss Freya's every sword can leave a sword mark on the wall, but the wall tissue has a super high self-healing ability, and the sword marks left in the last second are often healed in the next second, and even more so, the sword body is still in the wall, and the wound has healed.

Seeing that there was no way to do it, Miss Freya shrugged helplessly, hung the dagger back at her waist, and stood beside Sean with a relaxed step.

By the way, Miss Freya, why don't you seem to be in a hurry at all?

Aren't we running for our lives?

Obviously, it wasn't just me who had such thoughts, but even Sean, who was her master, couldn't help but ask: "Miss Freya, can you be serious and find a way to come out, our lives are not in our own hands now." ”

Click!

Freya tilted her head sideways and stared straight at Sean as the flames in her eyes flipped as if to convey some kind of message.

"Are you saying that you will not be in danger, because you can return to the spirit world at any time?" Sean clearly read the meaning of Miss Freya, and his anger erupted uncontrollably with words, gritting his teeth and threatening: "Miss Freya, we are close comrades-in-arms, partners in contract, and I will never abandon you." ”

I could only see the flame in Miss Freya's eyes throb violently, and even from a distance of several meters, I could feel the displeasure she was exuding, but fortunately this time it was not directed at me, but at her unscrupulous master.

"Can you be quiet, don't disturb my thoughts," Miss Eve, who had jumped off the skeleton horse with Freya before, suddenly interrupted after carefully observing the structure of the wall, "There is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

How do you like that.

Although he muttered to himself in his heart, he saw that Sean's two masters and servants were fighting, and looked at Miss Eve's reluctant expression, so he had to put a smile on his face and asked Eve, "Can I hear the good news first?"

"No problem. Miss Eve turned her head to look at me, and said with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "I just checked the structure of this place, and after analyzing and comparing it, it should not be his digestive system, in other words, we will not be eaten." ”

He?

I seem to hear this word again, why do I use it?

Could this 'he' be directed at some particular creature?

However, looking at Miss Eve, who was waiting to be asked, I couldn't help but suppress my doubts and asked again, "What's the bad news?"

Eve, who satisfied her bad taste, suddenly smiled and said, "But after analysis, we should be in his respiratory system, and because of Sister Freya's efforts just now, I think he will feel strong discomfort and probably sneeze." ”

Click!

Sean and Freya glanced at each other, then turned their heads to stare at Miss Eve, and Sean asked aloud on behalf of the two, "What do you mean?"

"If someone tickled your nose, would you do that?"

Miss Eve, your analogy is really vivid, but aren't you afraid that Miss Freya will not be satisfied?

Suddenly, I felt a breeze on my cheeks, and thoughtfully, I couldn't help asking, "Miss Eve, Mr. Sean, do you feel the wind blowing?"

"Wind?"

"Hold on. Miss Eve looked aware, and with a wave of the scepter in her hand, several vines immediately grew on the side of the wall, winding towards us.

Sean, who reacted, immediately ordered Miss Freya to disperse the skeleton horse, looked at the extended vines and asked, "Is this strong?"

"Rest assured, Mr. Big Man, it will surely give you a memory that will last a lifetime. ”

"What... You..."

Before Sean could finish his words, the vines in front of him instantly swelled, and they directly tied him into a thick insect cocoon, unable to make even a sound.

Seeing this, Miss Freya couldn't help but give Miss Eve a big thumbs up, and let the vines gently wrap around her waist.

Is this just a difference?

Fortunately, Miss Eve still had a good influence on me, and I couldn't feel the power of the vines at all, I could only feel a gentle guardian around me.

......

The wind gradually increased.

I could even feel the pain in my face, as if it had been cut by countless tiny blades, and the sound of the wind whistling and the cacophony of metal scraping in my ears.

The platform doesn't seem to hold up.

I couldn't help but look at the platform below, and I saw that there were countless monster corpses piled up on it, as well as several obvious white figures, especially the gorgeous lady with heavy makeup, and I even noticed the confusion in her dilated pupils.

Only now everything will be reduced to nothingness and buried in this abyss.

The wind seemed to be getting stronger.