噺 (8) 壹 Chinese 網ωωω.χ8.1zщ.còм 哽噺繓赽捌 (一) Novel 説蛧

Song Qingxiao guessed that when the two sides met, even if it was the other team's 'self', but since No. 6 and No. 7 chose not to return to the horror camp when they were at the altar of the dead, but became an obstacle to everyone leaving the horror camp, then even if it was 'themselves', in the case of different purposes, in order to survive, the two sides should not be merciful, and they would fight to the death.

Of course, Six and Seven are dead, and these thoughts are just speculation and don't make much sense.

However, from this point, she thought of another team of 'selves' that might exist after the time and space were folded.

If there really is another team of 'herself' on the altar of the dead, her choice at that time is to return to save people.

She was about to think about it when the frustrated No. 1 suddenly spoke:

"How far do we have to escape?"

Song Qingxiao pressed the thoughts in her heart and replied:

"I'm afraid it's not far off."

After learning that there was another team of 'themselves' with an unknown purpose, No. 1 was obviously panicked, fearing that the mission would end up with the same fate as No. 6 and No. 7, and die in the trial space.

Now he just wants to complete the mission quickly, escape the horror camp, and return to the real world.

This way out was hidden in the darkness, as if there was no end to it, and he could not hear the sound around him, nor could he see his surroundings clearly, which made him quite worried.

At this time, Song Qingxiao's words were beyond his expectations, which made him feel extremely surprised, and he even asked urgently in excitement:

"Really?"

Song Qing let out a small 'um', the fugitive on the altar had said that after escaping from the horror camp, it was the snake cave, which connected to the underground river, and then entered the goblin's lair.

After passing through the goblin lair, then the Scarlet Tunnel, and the Altar of the Dead.

If Song Qingxiao's speculation is true, the level of the trial is based on the path mentioned by the fugitive, then after the altar of the dead is broken, you can walk to the exit of the land of the dead as long as you pass through the guards of hell.

"We've now set out from the Terror Camp, passing through snake caves, underground rivers, goblin lairs, and blood-colored tunnels." Number Five opened his mouth and calculated, the Altar of the Dead is a level that everyone has already crossed at the beginning:

"In other words, we only need to defeat the Hell's Warden for now to complete the mission?"

Song Qing nodded, "I vaguely feel that the exit may be nearby." ”

Her words made the hearts of Number One and Number Five tighten.

Everyone crossed the suspension bridge and walked all the way, and they had walked for nearly half an hour.

Everyone vaguely remembered that when they crossed the suspension bridge for the first time, they clearly didn't walk for so long before they discovered the existence of the Altar of the Dead.

But after this time again, everyone did not step into the altar of the dead again, but kept moving forward in the dark.

There are fugitives, they are equivalent to the role of the guide, everyone will not go the wrong way, this abnormal situation is very likely to prove that after the death of the necromancer, the level of the altar of the dead has disappeared, and everyone has gone to the exit at this time.

"Do you feel like it's getting hotter here?"

After Song Qingxiao asked this, No. 1 was shocked to realize that he was already sweating on his cheeks.

As soon as he touched his forehead, his face was covered with dense beads of sweat, soaking his palms.

Coming out of the goblin's lair, he had been nervous, and he had escaped death twice, causing him to sweat and sweat, and he didn't even notice this.

Now that Song Qingxiao reminded him, No. 1 felt it carefully, and found that the temperature here was indeed higher than the previous section.

In the trial scene, the slightest change is not accidental.

The temperature is very likely to vary depending on the scene, which is why Song Qing's exit may be the main reason why it is near here.

After figuring this out, Number One was vigilant.

The exit may be close at hand, but to get out, you have to face the guards of hell.

But what exactly is the caretaker of hell? So far, everyone has no bottom in their hearts.

As soon as this thought flashed through No. 1's heart, he heard Song Qing ask aloud:

"What the hell is the caretaker of hell?"

Her question was obviously not asked to No. 1 and No. 5, but to the aborigines in the mission scene.

But will these people answer? After rescuing them from the horror camp, the group of people escaped like puppeteers who had lost their souls, without saying a word, unable to communicate at all.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Qingxiao's voice fell, there was silence in the darkness,

Number One sighed silently and shook his head.

With a look of disappointment in his eyes, he was about to speak: "They ......"

As soon as he said two words, he heard a trembling voice sound:

"Undead...... Target...... Totem ......"

The voice was fluttering, like a candle swaying in the wind, about to be extinguished at any time, as thin as a mosquito, it took a long time for No. 1 to react, this should be the voice of a fugitive!

The fugitives who fled all the way without saying a word, at this time, under Song Qingxiao's questioning, they rarely spoke out.

He was ecstatic, wanting to speak, but he was afraid to startle the people and interrupt what he was saying.

At this time, the more you know, the better prepared you are, and the more chance you have to survive.

It's just that the voice is too thin, if there is nothing, No. 1 is afraid that he will miss the slightest keyword, and even held his breath before listening to this person continue:

“…… Yes, it's a dog......"

When he had said this, he said no more, and there was silence all around him.

The meaning of this fugitive's words is already very obvious, the totem of the undead clan is dominated by dogs.

In other words, this so-called hell guard is most likely just a dog.

Coupled with the fact that they had fought against the two-headed dog, they thought of the flames that erupted from the dog's head at that time, and combined with the gradually rising temperature here, it seemed to confirm this suspicion.

If you think about it, the orcs in the horror camp are indeed the two-headed dogs of the royal envoy looking for intruders.

When I entered the trial, it was also a two-headed dog that pursued everyone.

When you think about it, it doesn't seem unusual for the guardian of hell to be a dog.

No. 1 had been apprehensive before, but when he heard that the Hell Guard was just a dog, he was immediately relieved.

"So the guard was just a two-headed dog."

He smiled and slapped his thigh hard: "That's great!" ”

Outside the blood-colored tunnel, Song Qingxiao's scene against the two-headed dog at that time left a deep impression on all the trialists.

The huge silver wolf phantom that appeared on her body was majestic, forcing the two-headed dog back, and that momentum still made One shiver when I think about it.

If the warden of hell is just a two-headed dog, it will be difficult to deal with, even if it has thick skin and thick flesh.

Even if Song Qingxiao's strength is consumed a lot, it is not as good as the heyday outside the blood-colored tunnel, but if the three of them join forces, it should not be difficult to beat a dog.

The big stone in No. 1's heart suddenly fell back to its original place, and Song Qingxiao was not as optimistic as him.

The dog that can be used by the undead clan as a gatekeeper may not only have the strength of a two-headed dog, but this will only be speculation, and it is useless to say more, it is just to make people worry, so she didn't say anything.

Everyone was silent, the exit was close at hand, there might be a fierce battle later, there was not much spiritual power left in her body, and she still needed to meditate for a while at this time to recover some.

She closed her eyes and used the Divine Destroying Technique, and the spiritual power around her slowly entered her body, running along the veins.

Time passed minute by minute, and while Song Qingxiao was meditating to recover her spiritual power, No. 1 and No. 5 were a little uneasy.

The other team that didn't show up was always a hidden danger, and it was like a time bomb, and for some reason it didn't show up at this point.

But Song Qingxiao didn't make a sound, and the two didn't ask again, although they tried their best to endure it, they still scratched their ears and cheeks from time to time, making a sound of 'Xi Suo'.

As time passed, the two of them became more and more uneasy, but Song Qingxiao still practiced for about two or three hours before he opened his eyes.

The spiritual power here is rich, but for some reason, there is a faint feeling of resisting her.

The spiritual power introduced into the body is extremely rare, and after two or three hours of cultivation, the spiritual power has only recovered less than thirty percent, which is far less effective than the usual cultivation effect.

Moreover, the temperature here is rising steadily, which has an even greater impact on her, plus the number one and number five are eager to return to reality, I am afraid that it will not be long before I have to speak and urge, and it doesn't make much sense to continue cultivating.

However, after sitting for a while, it was still good for her, at least the consumed divine consciousness had recovered somewhat.

And although the spiritual power recovered is not much, the injuries caused by forcibly blocking the falling giant ball from the goblin lair before have also been appeased to a certain extent.

In this way, when he was about to face the guards of hell, Song Qingxiao inevitably felt more at ease.

She was about to get up with her hands on the ground, and almost at the moment when she just moved, No. 1 and No. 5, who had been nervous for a long time, also moved.

"Ready to go?" No. 5 asked, and Song Qing urinated, "Hmm." ”

One's relieved voice was louder in the darkness, "Have you recovered?" ”

He could see that Song Qingxiao's desire to rest here should be related to her desire to recover her physical strength, and No. 1 asked this not with the intention of probing her strength, but purely for the consideration of the next task.

"Pretty much, but there's no need to linger any longer."

Song Qingxiao spoke lightly, as soon as everyone moved, they felt that the temperature around them had risen again, and the fugitives who had been silent for a long time also walked forward, and in the footsteps of 'click', No. 5 suddenly spoke:

"Three, you say, is there really another team of 'us'?"

Everyone stayed here for a long time, Song Qingguo, after the time and space were folded, the two teams of centaurs would meet, just like the two teams of No. 6 at one end of the suspension bridge.

What made No. 1 and No. 5 uneasy was that at this point, the other team of 'Nos. 1, 3, and 5' was still nowhere to be seen.

This situation couldn't help but make the two of them feel a little anxious, and even the rather calm No. 5 asked out loud.

"There should be." Song Qingxiao turned her head around, even though it was dark around her, her eyes couldn't see, and she could only rely on her hearing and divine sense to sense the footsteps of the fugitives around her, but when she reached a critical moment, she still didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

Her words made No. 5 stunned, and without waiting for him and No. 1 to continue talking, Song Qing urinated and said:

"But the timing of 'them' may be based on us."

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