Alyssa, shall we go back? The Paparal man's short hand, holding the handle of a bull's-eye lantern, was pressed against the wall, his black bean-like eyes glared at the boss, and he looked at the deep underground passage in front of him, and then said with a little trepidation.

The things he had on hand were not as good as the loose torches, but the torches were lost in the process of rolling down before, which was also a helpless thing. He turned his head and looked up at Alyssa behind him. And our Miss Nightingale laughed a little, and quipped, "Well, how is Mr. Parker going to go back?" ”

"This ...... I thought you'd have a way. ”

Alyssa shook her head. Seriously, even she didn't know how they got here. As if the earth was shaking, a white light suddenly flashed in front of the two of them, and then they returned to the familiar underground tunnel.

But to say familiar, it is only the same surrounding environment. Both of them were born as nightingales and drew good pictures, but after some field research, they found that they had not been to this place before.

What's more, they've walked back and forth several times through the labyrinth of underground tunnels, marking every fork in the road. But this time, the two are back where they started.

Alyssa reached out and touched the first mark on the wall, then looked around. At the moment, there are only two possibilities left, one is this whole illusion, as long as the spell effect still exists, it is impossible for them to get out of this maze if their willpower resistance fails.

Another possibility is that this itself is a completely closed labyrinth, so no matter which direction you go, you will end up back where you started.

Parker finally gave up, sat on the ground with his two little short legs spread apart, and groaned and complained, "We shouldn't have come to this place, do you remember what the big toad said...... It's not that the captain is bent on going his own way, now it's okay, we're going to be unlucky. ”

Alyssa smirked as she looked around, "That's the Tada Sacrifice, be respectful, Parker." ”

"Well, I know. But isn't it that it's not here? Alyssa, you're not going to tell it what I'm saying, are you? ”

"That's not good."

"Oh, well, it's the Tada Sacrifice." The Paparal's dark eyes rolled and he said, "All in all, we shouldn't have come to this place. It's cold at night and hot during the day...... A true Paparlar would never set foot in such a place. ”

"It's still a hill of giant trees, a pleasant climate, and a good bounty – every day the meal is punctual and no matter what the circumstances, the Paparals always hold feasts and celebrations, and at the celebrations, all kinds of good things are available. It's not like here, even on the platform, where you live the life of an ascetic, let alone go deep into these dark caves. ”

"But I didn't see you eat less."

The Paparals babbled and murmured, and Alyssa only occasionally replied. It was only after a moment that she suddenly turned her head, listened intently for a moment, and covered his mouth. Parker's black bean-like eyes widened for a moment, and his pointed ears twitched.

The two of them listened to the darkness behind them, and a rhythmic sound came from it, clanging, like a string of metal dragging on the ground.

"What's that?" After Alyssa let go of Parker's mouth, Paparal asked in a mouth shape.

Alyssa shook her head, pointing only at the bullseye-eyed lantern in his hand, signaling him to extinguish the light.

When the lantern went out, the only source of light in the darkness was the magic furnace of the two.

Alyssa untied her shawl and placed it over the furnace. And the Paparals complained and complained, but they were not stupid, and they painted gourds in the same way, lifted their short trench coats, and hid the magic furnace underneath.

Then the surroundings were completely plunged into total darkness, except for the sparkling eyes of the two men, who were looking in that direction a little nervously. In the darkness, the sound of dragging was getting closer and clearer, and after a few moments, an old man with a stiff figure and a withered description appeared in the field of vision of the two of them.

The old man wore a red robe, bright as if it were new, but his head hung down, and his thin neck connected to the huge head, almost as if it were about to break. His hands were clawed, and they hung down and brought them together, and only then did they see that they were wearing a heavy shackle on his wrist, and the shackles were sinking deep into the loose skin, as if they were growing with his wrist.

The old man was barefoot, with the same shackles around his ankles and a chain behind him. The thick chains clanged as they dragged across the ground, and the chains stretched into the depths of darkness as if there was no end.

Alyssa thought that the other party was a refugee who had been captured here by air pirates, and she felt compassion in her heart and was about to take a step forward. But Parker grabbed her from behind, and Black Bean's eyes widened, and he just shook his head vigorously.

"What's wrong?"

"Yes...... It's the skeleton ......."

The two asked and answered each other in the form of lip reading. Alyssa was stunned, and suddenly remembered what it was—the old man's bright red robes were exactly the same as the clothes on the vanished corpse they had seen before. She looked back, and sure enough, the more she looked, the more suspicious she became.

The old man didn't notice the two of them, and only dragged the chain slowly forward. But it was at this moment that a gray squirrel came out of the darkness and passed between Alyssa and Parker—Alyssa was trained to give in without saying a word, so that the rat would not bump into her.

The rat passed through the two and headed straight for the old man. But before it could get closer, the old man suddenly bent down like lightning, and grabbed the little fluffy thing with his hooked claws. The gray squirrel squeaked, but before it could struggle, it was lifted up by the old man and brought to his mouth.

He opened his mouth wide, revealing a crooked tooth, which was sharp and sharp, and when he bit down, the gray squirrel exploded in his hand like a blood bag. In an instant, blood flowed down his gray, flabby hands and into the shackles.

Then there was a creaking chewing sound in the darkness.

Alyssa was not frightened by the first act, but she felt sick to the sound of the voice, and she finally couldn't help it, and retched on her chest. But it was this retching, the voice in the darkness, that fell silent—and Alyssa suddenly realized that it was not good.

A sound of wind came—

Without thinking about it, she pulled out the dagger with her backhand and raised her knife to block it. But something hit the blade in her hand, and the force was beyond her imagination, and the dagger suddenly couldn't hold it, and flew out of her hand. Hit the wall, and hit a few sparks, jingling and flying far away.

Alyssa looked at it and saw that the thing that was thrown was actually a mouse with only half of its flesh and blood left, and she immediately felt sick to her stomach.

And in the darkness there was a heavy wind.

Alyssa had already heard what it was, and dragged Parker, who had not yet reacted, and rolled forward. A shadow swept over the two of them with a strong wind, striking them where they had been, with a deafening roar.

Parker looked back and saw that it was the wrist-thick chain.

The iron chain hit the wall, and the solid stone rock was centered on it, giving birth to a cobweb-like fine and dense crack—

He couldn't help but feel a chill in his back when he saw it, what kind of power is this? If they had been hit just now, wouldn't they have been beaten into a piece of flesh?

"Run," Alyssa whispered, "the other party is at least above level thirty." ”

"How do you run?"

There is an iron chain in the back, and there is a blockade in the front.

Alyssa, as a full-time nightingale, is still sharper than Parker after all. She glanced at the old man's side, found the gap, pointed in that direction, and whispered, "You are left and I am right." ”

"Do you really want to pass by it?"

"Or else?"

Alyssa dropped the sentence and shot in that direction with an arrow. Seeing this, Parker didn't dare to hesitate - he picked up his crossbow and chased after him on his short legs.

Miss Nightingale approached the old man. The latter suddenly tilted his head and swung his claws at her. But Alyssa had seen him catch the squirrel before, and she had expected it, and she leaped into a cloud of black smoke and passed between the old man's paws.

As soon as she landed, she immediately returned to her original state. When I looked back, I saw the Paparal man running over with his crossbow in his arms. He was passing by the old man's other side, and the latter missed the catch, and his whole body turned like a poisonous snake, and opened his bloody mouth to bite Humpty Dumpty.

And where have the Paparals seen this, they were so frightened that they couldn't help but pee and screamed.

But Alyssa was not in a hurry, raised her hand, and shouted: "Thunder Slash-"

A flash of light in the darkness flickered back into a bright bolt of lightning from the direction her dagger had flown out before. The lightning pierced the old man's neck, causing him to let out a terrible scream and hit his head against the wall without his target. The lightning continued forward, falling steadily into her hands.

Parker escaped death and shouted gratefully, "You saved my life!" ”

Alyssa smiled and asked, "And how much is your life worth?" ”

"Uh......" Parker immediately stammered: "...... Not worth a few bucks. ”

Miss Nightingale scoffed at this, glanced back at the old man who was rolling on the ground in pain, and said, "I don't think it's so easy to die, let's get out of this place first." ”

Parker was apprehensive and nodded hurriedly.

The two did not dare to stay, and immediately ran forward. But before he could take a few steps, a rapid clanging sound came after him, and Parker's face changed when he heard it, and of course he understood what it was. "Oh my God, why is this old thing going so fast!?"

He couldn't help but grumble as he looked back. But it's okay not to look at it, but I almost fell to the ground in fright at this look.

It turned out that the old man was not on the ground at all, but used his hands and feet together, hanging upside down and crawling from the ceiling, and at a very fast speed. What's even more terrifying is that his head hangs from his neck at a strange angle, like a chandelier, swaying from side to side with his huge movements.

And where it should have been human eyes, there were no pupils, only a pair of whites of the eyes, which made people's scalp tingle.

The chain on the other party's ankle hung down from mid-air and dragged it on the ground, and at the same time, it sparked one after another, as if in the blink of an eye, it had come to the back of the two.

With a single force, it lunged at Alyssa below.

Parker screamed in fright.

He didn't think much of it, he raised the crossbow in his hand and shot. There was a loud bang, and the crossbow bolt hit the old man in the chest impartially, knocking it out at once.

But as soon as it hit the ground, it rolled over, bounced off the ground as if it was not injured, and once again flew in this direction with its hands and feet. It was like a giant human spider, and it was a battle between the upper and lower teeth of the Paparals.

But then Alyssa pulled behind him and shouted, "Go this way!" ”

Parker came back to his senses, and when he looked back, he realized that there was an extra fork in the road ahead. After all, he was also born in half a nightingale, and when he saw this fork, he asked, "Wait, we haven't been to this place before!?" ”

Alyssa nodded—there were no signs at the fork in the road, and they hadn't been to this place.

"Left or right?"

"There are traces of chains dragging on the right."

"That's on the left."

Without saying a word, Parker rushed over first.

It was only when he ran on his short legs for a while, and when he was almost out of breath, that he suddenly realized one thing - why there was no sound behind him. When he looked back, he was almost half frightened to death—in the darkness of the corridor, Alyssa had disappeared at some point.

He was in a cold sweat, a little afraid to turn back, but he didn't dare to go deeper by himself. After thinking about it for a while, he gritted his teeth and muttered, "What is this, can it compare to Grashes in the Giant Tree Hill?" That damn little she-dragon—"

The Paparals emboldened themselves as they walked back to take a look, but they were stunned.

It turned out that he found Alyssa standing there upright, looking not far away. He walked over, and Miss Nightingale turned back and asked, "Where have you been?" ”

Still a little frightened, Parker asked, "So, what about that thing?" ”

Alyssa looked ahead again, only pointing in that direction.

Only then did Parker see that the old man was standing not far away with heavy shackles, baring his teeth and claws at them. But the other party just didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool, as if there was an invisible line under his feet, and let it nail to that place.

The Paparals were so surprised by this scene that they couldn't help but open their mouths wide and say, "What is it doing?" ”

Alyssa shook her head.

"What the hell is that?"

"Mr. Parker, who do you ask me and I ask?"

"This ...... I thought you'd know. ”

Alyssa replied a little amusedly, "You might as well ask Miss Tang Xin." ”

"Why her?"

"Because she's the priest of Milera."

"You mean it's the undead?"

Alyssa nodded: "Eight or nine is not far from ten." ”

Parker swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked, "So what do we do now?" ”

"Keep going, of course."

"Onward?" Parker looked at the old man and said with a little confidence: "I always feel that there is something bad up ahead." ”

"Or else?" Alyssa rolled her eyes: "Why don't you go back?" ”

Parker immediately changed his words: "Then let's hurry up and move on." ”

Just as the two were about to turn around, they heard a voice coming from behind them. "Who are you two and why did you come to this place?" Alyssa was stunned and looked in that direction, only to see a little light, shining from the darkness. A middle-aged man in a robe and carrying a lantern walked out of there and looked at the two of them.

He wore a gray scholar's robe, with no class visible on it, but it was not in the style of an apprentice. The temples are slightly pale, but the appearance is quite handsome, and the elegance of the early years can be vaguely seen, especially the gentle eyes, full of wisdom.

It seems to give people a natural good feeling.

The middle-aged man looked at the two of them with a lantern, and there was a hint of doubt on his face, but he gradually suddenly realized: "The Holy Chosen One, it seems that someone sent you to this place." ”

"Wait," Alyssa asked softly, "Your Excellency?" ”

"A recluse," replied the middle-aged man, "I have almost forgotten the name, but many years ago I seemed to have called it 'Karatu,' such a name." ”

"Karatu!?"

Alyssa was taken aback: "Wait, you're the Grand Wizard Karatu?" ”

The middle-aged man glanced at the two of them again and nodded slightly.

……

The tremors in the ground finally subsided.

Fang Ou lit up the crystal in the darkness and looked around - they were lucky not to be buried under the sand, but unfortunately, the collapsed rock buried the passage on both sides, turning the place into a dead end.

After settling Attila into the area, he put on the repaired 'Pride of the Lone King' and instructed the Angel of Energy to carry the collapsed sand and gravel to the other end little by little. However, he was not the only one doing this work in the dimly lit tunnel, and on the other side, Rollin's sword-wielding man was also repeating this kind of work over and over again.

The two moved silently for a while.

Fang Yu finally broke the silence, he looked back at the other party, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Why do you want to save me?" ”

Rollin also turned around, clenched his hand into a fist, and coughed lightly against his lips. Then he straightened up, smiled and replied, "Why not?" ”

"But aren't we enemies?"

"Enemies can be turned into friends."

"I'm not going to be friends with someone like you."

"Because I'm a dragon-worshipper?"

Fang Yu nodded.

"But is identity important to the Elector?" Luo Lin smiled and asked, "I joined the Dragon Worship Sect, that's all, as for other things, I didn't get involved much. In fact, Torragotos still died at my hands, didn't he? ”

"But you can't explain those things about Van Rik?"

Rollin coughed twice and laughed. But he shook his head and said no more.

……

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