It was as silent as death.

The glow emitted by the flashlight could barely be seen within a few meters in front of him.

What's more, the power is losing little by little, and I can even feel like the same blind person who is about to lose his light.

In the face of the darkness that is approaching me a little bit, I am helpless and afraid.

Feet on chains.

Spread his hands from side to side, supporting his body balance, and at the same time clasping the chains on both sides.

I was afraid that I would not pay attention and fall down.

The soft touch under my feet made me stunned for a moment.

I didn't dare to look down, I just thought it was a skeleton or something, after all, this eerie environment.

This is the only thing I can think of.

I gritted my teeth and stepped wider, trying to kick through it and continue on my own journey.

As soon as the front foot was raised, the chain under the foot involuntarily began to shake.

The cold sweat on his forehead slipped down instantly, and even the palms of his hands were already wet.

When I opened my eyes and stared at the unknown darkness in front of me, I was a little timid.

But now, he has reached the point of a dilemma.

Even if you retreat by yourself, how can you retreat with such a difficult action?

Immediately gritted his teeth, raised his front foot in mid-air, and stepped over in an instant.

I feel like I'm gambling, and it's hard to predict my next step and whether I'll be able to get to the support point in this weightless and balanced environment.

This is something that comes from the heart and the control of the mind.

If there is a slight deviation, I may really have to report to Lord Yama.

But maybe I didn't deserve to die.

This kick happened to be impartial, and landed on the iron rope accurately.

"Whew..."

I sighed, and the tiredness of my body came over me with a little sleepiness.

It's the third day now, and I know that my superiors will have already made arrangements for this kind of emergency.

But did they have any plans to rescue the Spirit Squad?

Or raze the entire second floor of the ruins to the ground.

I didn't dare to think that in the backpack behind me, I was carrying the remains of more than a dozen comrades.

Their ashes were wrapped in white robes, and I promised them.

I want to take them home and complete Brother Leng's will.

Thinking of this, I gritted my steel teeth, and a tragic thought arose in my heart.

It's as if the whole world doesn't matter anymore.

The chains under his feet twisted from side to side, and there was the sound of grinding between the iron rings.

"Crunch, squeak..."

In an eerie environment, it is extremely infiltrating.

Having been here for so long, I wondered how to overcome my fears about the environment.

I have already had a certain experience.

It can even be said that it is already immune to "darkness".

His eyes were closed, and the numbers were silently recited.

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

Until the "three" in his mouth, he just blurted it out.

There is divine help under your feet.

"Wow."

For a moment, I don't know how far I jumped over.

I only felt the soles of my feet in my boots, and there was a tingling sensation.

Open your eyes and turn on the flashlight in your hand to the maximum without hesitation.

Knowing that the light will not last long, I will also use it to celebrate this fleeting joy.

But this time, I really succeeded.

In the dim light in front of you, you can faintly see the artificially excavated stone steps and the square bluestone bridge.

My heart is filled with inexplicable grief and joy.

I just feel that the road I have traveled before is worth it.

Move your feet a little until you step on the bluestone steps.

Make a "bang" sound.

The heart that was hanging in the air finally landed.

The wind was howling behind him, mixed with a strange fishy smell.

Before I could be happy, I just felt a chill down my spine, as if someone behind me was staring at me.

In my mind, I instantly thought of that, and I didn't know whether to call it a "human" or the skeleton of the lower body of a ghost.

Reach out and subconsciously touch the armed belt.

The sharp dagger was held in the palm of my hand.

This time, I guess it's the same number in my heart.

"One, two, three."

I let out a loud cry to give myself courage.

The sharp blade in his hand, like a magic weapon that can dispel ghosts, turned around and wiped it in an instant.

But he saw that there was nothing on the iron chains behind him.

Only in the middle of the ground was a white mass hanging from the central iron cable.

Because of the light, I couldn't really see what it was.

I was just a little stunned in my heart, and then I turned around and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

Feet on the hand-hewn bluestone bridge.

The heart is sour and difficult to understand.

The light of the flashlight is giving in to the darkness little by little.

I need to find the next light source, otherwise it's a dead end.

When I was a child, I watched many novels, and used the grease in the corpse to refine the lamp, which lasted the longest.

I just wanted to put it into action, but I couldn't help but laugh at my stupidity a few times one after another.

The space here is probably half the size of a basketball court, so don't say find a corpse.

Even if I really run into a dried corpse, I'm afraid I'll stay away and never touch it.

In the world, the dead are greater.

If I did, the host would have been scattered here for decades.

I'm afraid it won't make me feel better.

I made up my mind and put the dagger in my palm back into my waist again.

If you really have to do it, you can only dip your clothes in alcohol and make torches.

I grabbed my wolf-eye flashlight and groped my way through the darkness, avoiding the slippery moss beneath my feet.

Although it was much wider than the narrow bridge outside the chains.

But it was damp, and the cracks in the stone were covered with dark green moss, giving off a fresh and strange smell.

On the move.

Suddenly, a round object fell out of his pants and fell to his feet.

In the dim light of the flashlight, I could see it clearly.

It turned out to be a flare gun bullet.

The light emitted by this thing was a kilowatt in an instant.

I almost burst out laughing, and I couldn't help but laugh and mutter to myself.

"TM's, it's a godless road."

I picked it up, wondering if I should use it right here?

Looking at the faint light of the flashlight in my hand, I decided that I could hold out for a while.

Follow the trail under your feet.

In the darkness, the howling cold wind pierced my muscles and bones, making me shiver involuntarily.

It is as if what you are facing in front of you is a vast and unknown space.

The wind comes from the abyss beneath your feet, and where there is wind, there must be an exit.

The desire to survive is intensifying.

I gradually groped my way forward in the darkness, and little by little I crossed the boundary of the bluestone bridge.

This time.

The stone bricks under his feet suddenly changed their appearance.

As if it had been carefully carved by a skilled craftsman, it shone with strange patterns in the dim light.