Chapter 966: Seeking the Hidden in the Heart of the Earth (39)

There was some kind of invisible smoke in the pit, smoke that blocked the light, and it was this strange smoke that completely obscured the brilliance of the torches, and even though the tiger was so close to his own torches, he could not see the slightest light!

Not good! Not good! As a result, Albert could barely see the structure of the stone wall, and could only use the touch of his hands to find the concave and convex sides of the stone wall in the cave and climb down!

But he had only climbed 100 feet before he encountered this kind of difficulty! How could he cope with the remaining 900 feet or so?

Jump. Just jump off.

A voice rang out in Albert's head.

The voice wasn't speaking. It was more akin to direct telepathy, telling Albert "what to do" rather than telling Tiger to understand in the form of a dialogue.

The source of that voice was none other than the Holy Spirit White Tiger that resided in Albert's body.

"Xiaobai, you told me to jump down and meow?" Albert asked suspiciously, "It's very high here, you know meow, I'm going to fall to my death!" "But ——!" (Just jump.) Albert snorted. Indeed, he did not know the actual depth of the bottomless pit, and could only deduce how deep the pit was by the echo of Guò's dropping sticks—and that failed. Maybe it's just some kind of magic that makes the pit look like this, and it looks deeper than it actually is.

Maybe the pit wasn't deep in the first place, but Albert scared himself.

It should be said that if the pit was a thousand feet deep, Albert would not have been able to climb down after all—his body would have bottomed out before it was finished;

On the other hand, if the pit is really not deep, don't jump down now, just continue to Lang and waste time.

And the tiger believes that his [Xiaobai] will not lie to him. The Holy Spirit White Tiger resides in Albert's body and has become a symbiotic relationship with the tiger. If El dies, the Holy Spirit White Tiger will also be unlucky.

Therefore, the tiger ultimately chooses to trust his partner.

He let go of his hand and leaped into the bottomless, dark pit!

Fall!

Fall!

Keep falling!

After about three seconds of falling, Albert began to secretly cry out in his heart!

But he's still falling!

An object that is in free fall will only accelerate as it falls, and eventually it will become out of control!

Albert, as a cat, would have had a certain amount of reduction in fall damage. As long as he landed on the ground within five seconds, he would theoretically not be fatally injured.

But how many seconds have passed so far?!10 seconds?!20 seconds?!

How deep is this pit, and when will it end?!

Albert was desperate. It should be said that no matter how deep this pit is, it has nothing to do with him! At his current falling speed, once he reaches the end, he will definitely turn into a mass of flesh and die!

The only thing that could save him was the one he landed on his backpack - (Don't open it!) The voice of the Holy Spirit White Tiger ordered Albert again to stop the tiger from opening the parachute.

"W-meow?!Are you kidding?!" The tiger is really in a hurry at this time, and if he doesn't open the parachute as a buffer, I'm afraid it's too late!

The Holy Spirit White Tiger "Xiaobai" repeatedly emphasized that Albert was not allowed to open the parachute.

Ignoring the White Tiger's advice, Albert reached behind him, "You can't stop me! I don't want to die—huh!" His hand froze before it touched the parachute's activator. There was some kind of force that stopped the tiger from moving the muscles of his arm! The power of the Holy Spirit White Tiger stopped Albert from moving his body!

"Xiaobai!" Albert was really angry this time, and moved his body with brute force, trying to break the restrictions of the Holy Spirit! But his power as a [man] is very limited, how can he overcome the power of [God]?

Albert's whole body froze, like a puppet, his body had been manipulated by the Holy Spirit White Tiger, and it was no longer the tiger's own.

He plunged headlong like a diver and continued to fall rapidly! If he continued like this, he would surely crash into the bottom of the pit and become a puddle of completely shattered flesh!

Albert was desperate, and only then did he remember Bedwell's earlier advice. He shouldn't have let the Holy Spirit White Tiger possess his body, he relied too much on the power of the Holy Spirit, he didn't know how terrifying these gods were, and he never thought that his body would be taken away by the Holy Spirit one day!

So, is this the end of it? Is this the ploy of the Holy Spirit White Tiger to murder Albert so that he can take possession of the dead Albert's body?

Or maybe maybe Albert felt —— he was diving headlong into something.

Sticky, thick, like a dense cloud of smoke. Instead of harming the tiger's body, it served as a great cushion, slowing down Albert's speed.

However, that thing couldn't completely stop the tiger from falling. He still kept going through the smoke and kept falling!

Or is this the only way to get through the smoke?

The tiger hit the ground.

Once the soles of his feet hit the ground, Albert's body was free again—the Holy White Tiger continued to manipulate Albert's body, but instead returned control of his body to Albert.

"Little white!" As soon as he regained his mobility, the tiger roared angrily, "You come out! Get out!" "Mi-" The image of the Holy Spirit White Tiger emerged from Albert's tail, and it was in the form of a kitten.

As soon as he saw the Holy Spirit White Tiger, Albert immediately scolded: "What did you do to my body just now?!Can you try it again?See that I don't drive you out of my body and seal you forever!......?" The little white cat made an innocent face, as if she was doing deep introspection about the bad things she had done.

The Holy Spirit could not believe it. "You're playing with fire. The advice of Bedwell and the Grand Duke of Hall rang in Albert's mind again.

"Hmph, forget it...!" the tiger ignored the voices of the exhortation, and chose to continue to believe in the Holy Spirit White Tiger—at least temporarily.

When he saw that the little white cat was reflecting on it, and its appearance was humble and respectful, he immediately lost his anger and only warned in a formal manner in his mouth: "Never do anything like that again! My body is mine, don't try to control it!

The tiger breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at its surroundings. The bottom of the pit was free of the strange smoke that blocked the light, and Albert's torches worked as usual, illuminating the surrounding qiē.

He first looked up at the cloud of smoke that made up the ceiling. It was very thick, it was supposed to be some kind of special magic. If you climb down according to the normal method, you will definitely be blocked by the smoke and will not be able to penetrate it and descend to the bottom of the pit.

And the Holy Spirit's method of telling Albert is the most correct. Jumping directly from a high place and using the gravitational acceleration as it falls to knock through the smoke and reach the bottom of the pit.

At least at this point, Xiaobai didn't lie to Al. Of course, in retrospect, the tiger is still very unhappy about the fact that his body was occupied.

He continued to look around, observing the conditions inside the pit.

The road in front of you leads in all directions, and it is a huge underground labyrinth that is more complex and difficult to walk than the volcanic underground palace. It's like you're at the center of the earth.

But Albert didn't care how complicated this geocentric labyrinth was. No matter how complicated it is, with the blessing of the Holy Spirit White Tiger's power, it will be easy to find [that thing] in this labyrinth.

Albert was the first to reach this inner labyrinth, and he had been at a long distance from the other candidates, and now he could easily come down and find a way to meet up with his teammates to explore this inner labyrinth.

After all, how do you inform the two teammates in the pit? Do you want to climb back down the cave?

The tiger looked at the safety rope around his waist. Unbelievable! The rope must have been only three hundred feet long, and according to the trend he had just fallen, the rope would have come to an end long ago, right? Could it be that the depth of the pit was less than three hundred feet?

The tiger didn't dwell on the matter, but grabbed the rope and pulled it twice in a row.

"Huh?!" Elaine was waiting at the top of the pit, grasping at the other end of the rope, feeling the vibration from it.

"What's wrong?" Chanel asked instead.

"Two, two. Elaine replied, "Al said that two hits is safe, we can go down, go down." "Wait, give me the rope. "The elven girl doesn't believe in the feelings of the White Bear Man, after all, Elaine is clumsy and stupid, and it is easy to get important things wrong. Instead of trusting the judgment of the white bear people, it is better for her to make her own judgment.

She took the rope from Elaine, the white bear, and clung to it, trying to feel the vibration from the other end of the rope.

, pull. Two pulls in a row are very clear. This is a signal to tell them to go down.

,. What's the deal with this signal? It's not two, it's not three, it's a rhythmic three. It's weird. What the hell was Albert thinking?

, blah. The signal became more and more complicated, and Chanel was confused: "What the hell is that stupid tiger thinking...... "blah, blah.

"Is there anything he has to say?" Elaine asked.

"Perhaps. But I don't understand. The elven girl frowned.

"Those idiots... Albert kept tugging at the bottom of the pit in frustration, "Why don't you understand it yet, just jump down!" But he also knew very well that without any prompting, ordinary people would not give up their lives to jump into the pit. And with that cloud of smoke, even if the tiger screams through its throat, the people above can't hear it. It's a nasty thing. There was no way, could they just climb up and inform Chanel of them?

No, wait. The tiger had an idea and thought of a solution.