"Solanda, may I ask you a question?" Prince Matt, who was on Simon's back, finally caught the opportunity to speak.

"Please." Vanessa cautiously said more. Unlike Solanda's situation, she has no power now, only her identity has changed, and although she has Solanda's appearance in the eyes of outsiders, she can't even reach one-tenth of her combat power. She couldn't get rid of Matt and Simon, and she didn't know what Solandar called them in private, so she chose to talk less, preferring to turn around and talk to the old wizard Dundee. "How did you know about this path?"

"I overheard it when I was choosing the Chamberlain."

"Listen to whom?" Simon's follow-up question followed.

"An opponent, a knight from a free city-state, I don't remember, what's the matter?" They're starting to doubt me. Vanessa looked Matt straight in the eye until she forced him back.

"We think, uh, you're different."

"Because you've never been so close to a magma pool," Vanessa said in a low voice, "because you've never sweated so much in your life, and embraced the flames for the sake of living, for life other than yourself?" Hmph, just talk, who has ever endured such a scorching! It's just me! Hopefully, this complaint will dispel and divert their doubts.

"It seems that the flames can really make people angry." Simon muttered, and the four of them continued to walk in the dark.

The passage was very long, zigzag, back and forth, and Vanessa imagined herself walking directly below the tall dragon in the square, going forward to the left of the dragon's head and then turning back, and now under the dragon's high cocked tail.

In the darkness, the sound of a constant stream slipped past his feet, carrying a slight cool breeze. It's an underground lizard, or a rat, Vanessa thought. They are like blood-sucking flatworms that smell blood, and they are extremely excited to see dinner right in front of them. If he had Reina's eyes, he would be able to see the races in these underground tunnels clearly, and his eyes would guide him more accurately in the darkness than in the light.

The passage came to an abrupt end, and at the bottom of the road was a fence gate sealed with iron, and the metal deadbolt was surrounded by iron chains and large locks.

"Damn, I'm still being calculated by that little man." Vanessa spat and turned to the magician, "Please see, there is magic on this lock?" ”

After Dundee studied it, he decisively cast a spell, only to see that the huge iron lock was getting brighter and brighter under the magic, from rust to bright as silver ingots, he probably wanted to turn it into money to spend, right? Vanessa thought. But as the color of the iron lock continued to change, she immediately dispelled this idea, and admired the old man's imagination - the iron lock turned into a piece of frosted gingerbread, the cake was fluffy and soft, and when pinched, it fell straight and drooled.

"A piece?" Vanessa took the biscuit off the door and handed it to Matt, saluting Dundee approvingly, "It tastes good, it's just right." ”

The four of them had eaten and drunk to their heart's content, and Vanessa pulled a shimmer crystal from the wall and handed it to Dundee, "Turn back, I don't want them to know how we got out." ”

Simon and Matt looked at each other suspiciously, and the four of them stepped through the gate and streamed out.

Am I going to be so sensitive? Or is the real Solanda never so careful? The thought of trying to emulate her made Vanessa's stomach churn. But even at the risk of being exposed, you have to be thoughtful, and it is better to be questioned than to be caught and taken back as a human body.

The shimmering crystals in the ground gradually decreased, probably because few people walked so far, the pit was almost dark, Vanessa could smell the fishy smell coming to her face, it was different from the fishy smell of the sea, as if the blood had just flowed out of the body, the further you went, the stronger the bloody smell became, and along with this fishy smell, there was also a stench, and everyone was alert, it was the smell of corpses. "Be careful, everyone," the princess drew her sword from her waist, which had been found in Solanda's house, and the eldest sister was always on guard and calculating to kill herself, "There may be a magic trap ahead. ”

"Or an underground creature." Simon gently lowered the prince, drew his iron sword, and stood beside Vanessa.

The eyes of the four of them were focused on the glimmer of light at the corner of the passage at the same time, and they moved cautiously like cats, not even touching the rocks protruding from the stone wall.

Vanessa lowered her head, and from the corner she could see the glimmer of light, stepped completely into the darkness, her sword firmly in her hand. If there is any danger ahead, it will definitely be Solanda rushing to the front.

The wide space behind the corner shocked everyone, where is the passage, it is clearly a temple hall! The hall was irregularly shaped, large and empty, with a towering dome, dusty everywhere, and extremely gloomy. The ground was uneven, and from time to time rocks jutted out to restrain the travelers' footsteps, and the smell was so bad that everyone wrinkled their noses in pain. As Vanessa got used to the darkness, she found that countless lines of dark red blood crisscrossed the entire stone hall floor, stretching from her feet to the top of the hall.

In the faint light, just a few steps away, everyone saw the owner of the hall, a centipede blind newt with a gray-black carapace and countless pairs of thin feet.

The big creature was now lying dormant in the middle of the cave, with a corpse next to him that was still bleeding, its head had been pulled out by its powerful jaw teeth, and the internal organs in the abdominal cavity had been shattered and sucked dry, so that although it was still bleeding, the corpse's stomach was surprisingly deflated. The newt had just enjoyed the perfect meal and was resting and napping, not noticing the four new meat buns that had been delivered to the door.

Maybe it's an illusion, maybe it's too nervous, Vanessa always feels that there is a strange sound in this stone hall, fragmented, overlapping, like countless tiny teeth opening and closing biting, and like millions of ant soldiers in a dense formation, but maybe this is all their own psychological effect, maybe it is the sound of a giant centipede eating and drinking?

By this time, everyone's eyes had adjusted to the darkness in the stone hall, and they hesitated whether to continue forward, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Vanessa.

It was blind, Vanessa thought to herself, no wonder there were so many dark red blood lines on the ground, it turned out to be caused by dragging its prey, which showed that the oversized beetle did not have much strength except for being blind, perhaps, with enough care, we could get to its territory undetected? But just as she was about to take a step, Vanessa noticed the small sounds again, and her heart struck: since it had no combat power, why could it be entrenched in this good place where it was warm in winter and cool in summer, where it could eat and drink without being expelled?

Vanessa looked deeper into the cave wall, her eyes wide open and almost out of her sockets, and soon the princess got the answer, the sound of the back and forth of her feet turned out to be the countless trumpeted centipede and blind newts, which were now wandering and crawling on the walls of the stone hall, their flat, multi-legged bodies clinging to the walls and rock faces, greedily licking the leftover meat of their mother.

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