Since the beginning of his dream, Pique has been worried about Zhu Tian. His concerns are twofold:

First, he was afraid that Zhu Tian would not resist the temptation of the power of the undead and suck too much of the undead qi again.

Second, he was worried that Zhu Tian would not be able to bear the loneliness and walk out of the Tower of the Undead and into the fog by himself. If this is the case, the most serious situation that may happen is that Zhu Tian may be lost in the fog forever!

Could it be that Zhu Tian had already walked out of the Tower of the Undead at this time?

At this time, Peake was stunned in front of the stone gate, and his heart was extremely complicated at this time. He wondered, didn't he always want to get rid of Zhu Tian?Then why was he so worried about him at this time?"Soros," he asked, "How much space is there inside the stone gate?" "This is a white tower that cannot be seen at a glance, and at the same time, this tower has a vast length and width. So, how did Soros search the entire second floor in such a short period of time? He was questioning whether Soros had missed something.

After being replenished by the undead aura, Soros's complexion was significantly better. "The stone door is sealed with an endless amount of undead qi," Soros said in a characteristic magnetic voice, "The deeper you go, the higher the concentration of the undead qi." After entering the stone gate, even I could only walk a hundred steps away at most. If you forcibly enter a stronger undead qi, you will hallucinate and become a madman, or you will be directly assimilated and corroded by the undead qi, turning into a puddle of pus, and finally becoming a part of the undead qi. ”

"Then Zhu Tian will ......?"

"No!" Soros directly interrupted: "As long as you are not a fool and don't want to commit suicide, when you encounter a high concentration of undead qi, you will naturally retreat." Therefore, if I did not find him inside the stone gate, then it means that he is not here. ”

If he is not in the stone gate, then where will he go, there seems to be only one answer. Peake looked out the window, staring at the white fog, and for a moment didn't know what to do.

Soros could easily detect what Pique was thinking, but he had another idea. "Have you ever thought about a possibility? "Perhaps, he went to a higher level." ”

Higher layers?

Pique and Soros began to simultaneously take the stone steps that led to the higher floors.

It was pitch black, like a giant mouth of the abyss.

The pitch-black environment alone made Pique feel frightened, and he couldn't imagine how Zhu Tian walked in alone.

He could only silently mutter a sentence in his heart to comfort himself:

"It's a dream! It's a dream! There's nothing to be afraid of!"

Like a true prophet, Soros seemed to have a glimpse of all of Pique's thoughts. "Kid, you're afraid," he said with a smile, "and it's normal to be afraid." And, please don't treat this place as a dream, I can tell you responsibly that there is something in this tower that can kill you!" Soros pointed his finger upward, the implication self-evident.

Peake hesitated when he was about to take a step, and he asked in horror, "You mean, the people on the higher floors of this tower can kill me?"

"I didn't say I was locked up at a higher level...... Or people. Soros emphasized.

"What else can it be if it's not a human?

"Naturally, the Tower of the Dead is locked up with all souls. Therefore, there is no doubt that the higher layers also hold the undead. But one thing you need to know is that not people become undead when they die, and some special races will also form undead after they die. Soros pondered for a moment, then continued, "As far as I know, elves, goblins, dragons, and powerful monsters like timberwolves. When they die, they will exist as undead spirits for a period of time. Therefore, it is easy to deduce that the Tower of the Dead does not necessarily contain the undead of humans. ”

Elves, goblins, dragons, timberwolves...... These words sounded both familiar and unfamiliar to Pique.

Pique has seen the Timberwolves, but doesn't understand the other words Soros speaks. He vaguely felt that he had seen such words in the myths and legends of ancient books, but he couldn't remember exactly how to describe them.

Maybe it was because he was in a dream, or maybe he was worried about Zhu Tian, his brain was a little dull at this time.

Seeing Pique in a daze, Soros continued: "You can come to the second floor, you must have opened the stone door on the first floor. I don't know who is locked up on the first floor?"

"It's a squeak. Peake replied.

"Squeak, the name doesn't look like it's human. Soros looked thoughtful. "If I'm not mistaken, this squeak should have borrowed from your body as well. ”

"That's right," Peake remembered the peculiar walking posture of the creak, the creaking of the bones. He sighed and said, "I feel like I'm running out of time." ”

Soros was thinking with his cane at this time.

Peake had reached the stone steps, and he looked up hesitantly into the darkness. "Now, the biggest possibility is that Zhu Tian has already walked up. "He may need my help at this point, and I have to get him out of here." A lot of time has been wasted, and Pique worries that he may not be running out of time in his sleep.

Soros came behind Pique, and he said with his cane lightly:

"Kind boy, I appreciate your attitude towards your friends. So in order to gain your friendship, I decided to help you. After all, if I want to go out in the future, I have to use your body. ”

Peake silently turned his head and looked at the duke, who had been dead for a thousand years, at the wanderer. "You said that the higher layers represent danger, and you are willing to risk it with me?" Peake thought for a moment and said, "If there is real danger, I can escape here by the light that comes in from the window, and I am afraid that I will only be able to take one with me then." ”

"Coincidentally, I thought of this situation as well. Soros smiled: "But don't worry too much, I have a good idea here." ”

Undoubtedly, Soros is a wise man from a thousand years ago, and Pique desperately needs his wisdom. "If you could tell me what to do?" he said to Soros with a chest touch, "I would be very grateful. ”

At this time, Soros shook his head, he learned from Pique to make a chest salute, and said: "Touching your chest like this is the etiquette that only a barbarian race like the Odin will use," Soros slowly bowed and bowed, "In this way, this is what we yodelmen mean to show respect." ”

Such?

Pique followed Soros's example and bent down.

"Yes, that's it," Soros nodded, sighing, "It's really evocative, I think there were countless people who bowed to me like this back then, but I didn't care about it." Now I feel very kind to see the etiquette that belongs to our Jodelmans. ”

"Can you please tell me what to do?"

"Do you want to go up?" Soros asked rhetorically.

"Well, I have to find Zhu Tian as soon as possible. ”

"If you want to go up, you have to go down first," Soros laughed, "and that's the safest thing." ”

"Go down first?" Peake wondered. "What are you going down to do?"

"Find Squeak, and then let him help us go up to the third floor to find Zhu Tian. Soros kept a nonchalant smile on his face, "I think, as the undead in the Tower of the Dead, I will be very happy to help you." After all, you have a special knack for bringing them back to the real world. ”

"It's a good idea," Pique said almost without thinking, "If the third floor is in danger, Squeak will definitely help me." ”

"I'm helpful squeak!" the phrase suddenly rang in Peake's head.

"Let's go, let's go down and find Squeak ...... first"

......

Looking at the stone door on the first floor, Peake had a guilty look on his face. In the dream a day ago, Queak ran happily towards him from inside the stone gate, and he and Zhu Tiantian locked Queak inside.

At this time, he wanted to ask for help, but remembered the squeak, and Peake felt even more guilty.

Behind Pique, Soros reminded him: "There is the power of the seal on the stone gate, and for the undead in the Tower of the Dead, there is an absolute repulsive power, and it must not be touched at will, so if you want to open the stone gate, you can only rely on yourself." ”

Can I only rely on myself?" Peake put his hand on the stone door, lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "Squeak, I'll apologize to you when you come out." ”

He put his hands into the hole in the stone door, and at this time Peake did not have the confidence to open the stone door with his own strength. After all, before, he and Zhu Tian were together, and it took almost all their strength to open the stone door with difficulty.

Always try, though!

He stomped on the ground, a force that traveled from his legs to his arms, and finally coalesced between his palms.

"Ahh The muscles trembled all over his body, making him mistakenly believe that the stone door was already showing signs of opening. But he knew that it was not. Finally, he clenched his teeth until he felt like he was going to clench his teeth, when at last, a sharp grinding sound sounded.

"Squeak !!"

The stone door moved! A crack opened in front of Pique! This was not the time to relax, otherwise all the previous efforts would be in vain!

Pique's face flushed, and the wings of his nose twitched from the exertion.

"Ang !!"

Like the roar of an ancient beast, he slumped in front of the door. Luckily, he had opened the stone door through a gap that could be passed through by one person!

Peake silently dragged his body backwards, dodging the undead aura that slowly drifted out from the stone gate.

Then he heard the rhythmic voice again:

Tread, tread, stride, stride!

From far to near, and finally clearer and clearer. The frequency is as fast as a drum beat that is connected together.

As expected, Peake saw a staggering figure emerge from the stone door. came to him.

If Squeak had flesh and skin, Peake would have felt that Squeak would be puffing out. I only heard Gluck ask aggrievedly, "Peake, why did you lock me up again?"

I...... I didn't mean to. Peake wanted to answer, but in the end all the guilt turned into a sentence: "I'm sorry!" Peake sat on the ground with a look of confusion and chagrin on his face, and his dark blue pupils were full of apologies.

Standing in front of the stone door, the white ghost fire in the hole in the squeaky eyes flashed, as if a sudden angry flame had suddenly burned. He suddenly rushed in front of Pique, and the miserable white skull slowly lowered and forced directly in front of Pique's face!

Blue pupils and white ghostfire are facing each other in the dark. "I'm angry, so I'm going to take out your ribs," Queak said suddenly, "Are you afraid!" His hand bones slowly stretched out towards Peake, as if he was going to pull Peake's ribs out in the next moment!

Pique didn't feel strange about the squeaky mood shift. Locked in the stone gate forever, anyone will go crazy. He closed his eyes in resignation.

"Hey, hey, hey, scared you. Peake, you're scared of me!" Seeing Peake close his eyes, he squeaked and let out a burst of laughter, "This is my punishment for you." His outstretched hand didn't end up in Pique's chest, pulling out his ribs. Instead, he grabbed Pique's arm and pulled the collapsed Pique up from the ground.

"Okay, don't be in a daze, I just scared you. Squeak staggered in front of him, "It's okay if you don't come to save me, I'm used to staying inside." He said that it was okay, but his tone was full of loneliness.

Peake was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief, and after a short silence, he realized his mission, took a step to the side, and hurriedly introduced to Gluck: "This is Soros, he is from the second-story stone gate of the Tower of the Dead. ”

Silence, a dead silence.

In the silence, Peake stared blankly at Soros and the skeleton in front of him.

I saw that the two of them were silently looking at each other.

The light green pupils reflected white ghost fire.

Finally, it was Soros who made the move first, only to see him bow slowly and squeak, and then got up and said respectfully: "Your Royal Highness, long time no see." ”