"Tick...... Tick ......" The sound of water resounded in the silent cave, but the next sound broke the silence.

That's footsteps.

It's the footsteps of many.

Messy, heavy, and only occasionally hard-shelled bugs, making a disgusting noise, sticky, like the sound of stepping on a muddy swamp.

Black insects are flying around the fluorite, the faint glow of the fluorite illuminates this place, this is a deep tunnel, like the esophagus of a monster, several strange-shaped figures slowly move forward, take a closer look, it turns out that a few zombies are carrying a few prey on their backs?

No, that's praying to them.

The zombie at the head is none other than Sandor.

Unlike the zombies lying behind him, Sandor walked straight ahead, holding the unconscious Hesteria in his arms, he didn't have the rage of the genius, calmly looked ahead, and walked forward blindly. He walked very slowly, very gently, and if a zombie began to get restless behind him, he would stop and look at it coldly until it had calmed down again, and finally they continued on their way. The whole process was kept in oppressive silence.

If it weren't for Sandor himself stuning Sistria, it would have made people feel that Sandor had deliberately kept quiet, as if he was worried about disturbing the sleeping person in his arms.

Or maybe it is.

Eventually, they quietly and slowly walked to the bright spot.

This is the depths of the cave and the only cage in the cave.

The cave feels a little more spacious and bright, and after entering the cave, you can see that there are many forks in front of you, and you don't know where these forks will lead. Sandor himself chose the second fork on the far left and walked in.

It was another narrow, dark passage, but soon they finally reached the so-called dungeon.

There were two zombies guarding the door of the dungeon, and when they saw Sandor coming, they lowered their heads.

Sandor walked straight into the dungeon, this dungeon doesn't look very spacious, standing at the door, you can see the light inside, the dungeon is roughly divided into five stone rooms, these stone rooms should be carved out by the zombies themselves, each other can't see each other, but the largest of the remaining ones is holding a zombie, this zombie doesn't seem to feel that someone is coming, just sit in the room blankly, looking up, there is a huge fluorite hanging directly above, illuminating this stone room brightly, and also illuminating the zombie's face.

This appears to be a female zombie.

However, the rest of the stone chambers are extremely small and dark, making it difficult to see what is inside, of course, none of these seem to be a problem for zombies, and there is nothing special.

Strangely, it was the brightly lit stone room, which didn't seem to be for zombies, or rather, for zombies who came to visit the prison.

Sandor didn't give much of a look at the female zombies in the stone chamber, and he instructed the zombies to lock them in one of the narrowest and darkest stone chambers.

The cage made of heavy animal bones made a screeching sound, followed by a few dull sounds, praying that they were locked inside, and then Sandor took out a metal ball from the ring, and he placed it next to the door made of animal bones, the ball was deformed like water, and finally turned into a ball, locking the door tightly, if it were not for the special color of the ball, it would make people think that the ball and the door were one and the same.

"Rustle......" A low roar hovered through the dungeon, and Sandor seemed to be commanding something to these zombies.

The zombies responded in a low voice, as if they had all stayed behind to guard the dungeon, while Sandor turned back alone.

Sandor did not keep Sistria in a dungeon.

He continued to carry Castria's hand out of the tunnel, and came to the stone cave with many forks, and without thinking about it, he turned and walked straight to the stone cave on the far right.

The cave was completely dark, there was no glow on the way, and Sandor's one-eyed eye seemed to be the only light in this dark path, and he continued to walk unhurriedly, until at last he seemed to come to an end, and he stopped.

"Tick...... Tick ...... "The sound of water is constantly ringing, and if you listen carefully, it seems that there is a stream here, and you don't know where this stream is going."

Sandor put Hesteria down.

He also sat beside Hesteria, sitting quietly, looking at her quietly. At this moment, this place is like a black hole that exists, so that time cannot reach here, and the cosmic desolation follows a certain will at this moment, solidifying.

And it is the will of another person that breaks this will.

With a bang, two soft and beautiful blue lights suddenly lit up in the darkness.

It was Sisteria who woke up.

"You're awake." Hoarse like the sound of a crow, without any emotion.

The blue light flickered incessantly, as if their master had not come to his senses, but in a matter of moments, the two blue lights shot straight at the source of the white light.

Heatheria looked at Sandor warily, and looked around, but there seemed to be no one here except her and Sandor, and she wished they were gone.

However, Sisteria held back, and she did not speak, for she knew that once she did, she would be at a disadvantage, even if there might be no room for manoeuvre now.

"What are you looking for? Your buddies? The cold breath clung to her skin, colder than this cave, like being entangled in a snake, soaked into the bones.

Sisteria held back without speaking, and she held back without moving, her gaze passing over Sandor's neck and looking at the wall behind him, as if that would prevent Sandor from seeing any flaws.

But she seems to have forgotten that darkness is the world of zombies. She didn't move, but her stiff face and twinkling eyes betrayed the fear in her heart.

And at the same time, she missed Sandor's rare demeanor.

From the very beginning, this battle was lost by Histellia to Sandor.

Sang Duo looked at this qiē with interest.

Even after all these years, she still retains all of her human reactions and habits, and in the most stressful situations, her traits become more and more apparent.

is as scared as a little girl, but stubbornly endures, without the ruthlessness and ferocity of a zombie, and he is completely opposite to her.

At this moment, Sandor enjoyed their reactions of having the same race but completely different.

This made him feel like a man and a woman were completely different and interdependent, making him feel that they should be the most compatible pair at this moment.

Being alone in this dark space made him feel like they were the last two survivors in the world, the only ones in each other.