The Dungeon is an annex of Selma, and is connected to the outside world by thirteen staircases about 60 meters long.

One can climb out through the staircase, and of course, sixty meters deep is not something that anyone can afford to eat. There are thirteen checkpoints, each equipped with two hanging ladders.

The machine is mainly used to transport goods or other sundries, and is powered and towed by the Ark Giant on the ground. The other is to exploit the 'people' who go out of the city on a large scale under the pretext of saving effort and time. For one ride, those who belong to the dungeon are charged according to their age, and those outside the dungeon pay a high tax. Those who go back and forth to the dungeon are either merchants with huge amounts of money in their pockets, or old people who have survived all their lives.

Moore tugged at the horse's rope, he wasn't going to spend money on a ladder. Take advantage of the time to replenish some stamina and climb up for a while.

He entered the carriage, and the already small space was squeezed to the brim.

He took two steps, and his two stout feet were deeply dented in the bottom of the iron-made carriage.

Old Moore rubbed his two aching legs and made way for him.

He reached out and pulled out a packet of dried meat.

Kaz shrank to the side and didn't dare to look at him, this fat man's mouth was full of yellow phlegm in addition to dirty words, and the smell of fox all over his body made people sick to their stomachs.

Moore's fat palm landed on Kaz's head, and he sat up with a stirring that hurt several times more than the foot the woman had kicked him just now.

Old Moore opened half his eyes and said, "The people sitting in the car are all guests, Moore, it's not right for you to do this." ”

"I just stepped on a mouse, Dad, you still care about your eyes!"

Kaz glared at him, the light was too dim for Moore to see.

The fat-headed man walked towards the woman by the window, and Kaz saw that he was rubbing his thigh against the woman's arm, obviously there was a place, and he did it on purpose.

Carmella opened her eyes slowly, and she pressed her foot against his neck.

The rag wrapped around the woman in front of him was so unsightly that he could almost see the base of her thighs.

"I'll give you something to eat. He laughed, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and his throat was a muddle of phlegm.

He pulled out a large piece of dried meat and handed it to her. Carmela took it, just in time to be hungry.

She opened her mouth, took a large bite, and chewed slowly.

Kaz on the side was swallowing.

Chew..... Meat....... Meat....... Meat... Blood..... Blood..... Knives and forks, corpses, arms, heads, hearts!

Carmela froze in place, the flesh she had just swallowed was pushed back hard.

Does the meat smell? Moore picked it up and sniffed it, and there was nothing wrong with the meat.

The piece of meat that Carmela was holding in her hand looked more and more like...... Corpse.

Every hair on her body was shrinking, and she broke out in a cold sweat. The scene of being dismembered and eaten is vivid.

In a panic, she quickly went to check her body.

Arms, palms, legs, feet...... It's all there!

The heart is also beating rhythmically, a false alarm!

"Are you scared?"

Yingli felt her fear.

"So what?"

Moore looked at the perverse woman in bewilderment, who was she talking to?

"Who were you talking to?"

She didn't answer him right away.

Kaz kept trying to lean over and take a bite of the flesh, and he couldn't stop swallowing.

Carmela stared at the bitten, mutilated piece of dried meat.

Yingli chuckled: "Eat this meat, what kind of way they torture you, Carmela, if you don't forget, return it in whatever way." ”

Return it...... Scold.

She shoved the meat into Kaz's mouth, choking him out of breath.

The carriage stops at the checkpoint.

Overhead, the light hanging high in the sky is like a star in the dark night, dazzling, but out of reach.

Kameh stretched her hand as if her current self overlapped with the scene she had seen when she first saw the light when she was eight years old.

Is the light hidden in the dark night alive to pursue it, or is it alive for the sake of living......

'Bang ——!'

'Bang ——!'

Carmela turned back quickly, and Moore was already making a quick round around the back of the carriage with a bloated step, one step and three steps.

"You damned giants—" he wailed frantically as he clutched his hair as the carriage with the weapons custom-made for the Marquis of Garth was stomped to pieces by two Ark giants.

It was the marquis's thing, and he wouldn't dare break it if he gave him ten heads......! He gritted his teeth in hatred, and even if he was dissatisfied, those giants could stomp him to pulp with just one foot.

Fear spilled over from the depths of Carmela's pupils, and her scalp began to tingle.

Ark Giant..... Dole...... She staggered against the edge of the car.

Her stomach churned, and the stress of panic prompted her to vomit everything she had just eaten.

In the bloody filth, she seemed to see her severed hands and feet!

"Bang-"

The two giants waved their palms together, and the horses were frightened and ran straight out, only to crack the roof of the car.

Katz in the carriage cowered at Old Moore's feet in a panic, his clothes wet with large drops of sweat.

"Are we going to die?" he cried out frantically

"Don't speak!" Old Moore whispered, he couldn't see, but he could guess what was staring at them by the smell alone.

"I'm scared—I'm afraid—"

"Shut up, that thing eats people!"

The giants chased after him, and a throbbing, large shadow fell above Moore's head.

The huge foot stepped on his body, and before he could scream, he shattered along with the collapsing ground.

A smell of blood rose from the chaotic soil.

One of the giants grabbed the horse's two front legs and pulled them to the sides with a little force, and the blood stained his face.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the horse's head whole. The horse's sideburns stuck to his blood-stained lips.

The carriage, which lost its balance, rolled over on its side and scraped more than ten meters away, and all three people in the carriage were trapped in the carriage.

Old Moore was dragged out of the carriage by a large hand, and he was unconscious.

In the dark, Kaz peed his pants in fright. Fortunately, the torn carriage was not completely damaged, he only suffered some flesh wounds.

Carmela held her breath and watched if she was eaten again this time......

'Squeak-——' With the sound of the wheel turning, a young man in a sleeveless jacket, riding boots, and a torch came down the ladder.

The dark light hit his face, and those extremely fierce eyes reflected the light in the dark night.

He playfully said: "How many times have you said that you don't eat raw meat, why are you disobedient?"

The giant who was holding Old Moore stopped, and picked up one of his arms in reverse, and he was forced to hang in mid-air, his shoulder broken, and blood dripping from his shoulder.

"If you want to eat, eat cooked. The man smiled wickedly

He raised the torch in his hand and threw it beside the carriage, and the burning sensation came through the outside of the carriage.

Old Moore was slammed to the ground, and his neck was clearly marked with blood.

Outside the carriage, there was the sound of metal crashing.

Carmela shook her head dizzily, and if she guessed correctly, it should have been the weapons.

The man's voice was indistinct in the burning sound, "Garth, that idiot who was born without **, can only guard these broken iron all his life. Who's in that carriage?"

Ryan, who was in charge of the checkpoint, replied respectfully, "There is also a woman and a child. They have nothing to do with Gals. ”

"It was terrible, I accidentally threw the torch over and they were left to fend for themselves. ”

The man re-ascended the ladder, and two giants followed closely behind him and climbed along the rock wall.