Curses can be said to be the most insoluble force in the world, because here, there is no such thing as magic resistance, and the source of many curses is not the devil, but the gods.

For example, the legendary sea god trident, all the curses in the sea were born because of this, and the legendary El Dorado also ended up like this because of the anger of the gods.

No matter how dazzling the gold in the water was, Gordon didn't dare to get close to half a minute, and they looked at the flowing water that flowed down, and they were a little distressed.

"Where's El Dorado?"

A soldier asked.

They came to the source, but the El Dorado was nowhere to be seen, and the waterhole under the waterfall was full of gold, but the El Dorado was not here.

Behind the waterfall is a solid cliff, there are no caves, and there are no secret doors.

"Where's El Dorado?" asked Gore, the angel in his hand, but he didn't dare to look at it.

No one knows the answer, a question that has puzzled countless people for hundreds of years.

Gordon stared at the waterfall, watching the rainbow above it refracted by the vapor, and suddenly a touch of gold flowed down the water and into the river.

"In the fall of the angels...... The golden light, the angel doesn't mean the key in our hands, but this waterfall?"

"Captain Gordon, according to the records of the Spaniards' torture, the angel refers to this key!"

Mr. Gore reminded, and then continued: "I may have a bold idea!"

"El Dorado...... Probably above the waterfall!"

Gordon finally said what was on his mind.

Both of them stared at the water rushing down above, looking at the height of three thousand feet, which translates to about nine hundred meters, and almost all around were cliffs, and in front of them was a plateau where a fault was formed, and there was no road to it.

"How do you get up?"

Gore could feel chills all over his body just by looking at this height.

They have no tools for climbing, no ropes, this is a wild jungle that no one has ever tried to climb.

But it was as if it were the only chance, as the rushing water washed away all the mud and sand, and it was the only place where it was possible to climb compared to the rest of the world.

"Let's climb up!" Gordon affirmed, this was their only chance, El Dorado was just around the corner, and countless gold was flowing down the water, all they had to do was climb up!

Climbing was an Assassin's forte, and Gordon himself had an immature leap of faith.

In this world, the Leap of Faith is a literally protected jump of faith, allowing the Assassins to adjust their stance in the air and see the reef in the clear water with the help of an eagle's eye, which means that Gordon's crazy idea has full technical support.

"What a crazy idea!"

Gore gritted his teeth, thinking for a long time in his heart, almost no one can help you in this kind of thing, one miss, no return.

"We climbed up, and that was the only way. ”

Gordon said firmly, as if he could already see El Dorado right in front of him.

In later generations, Angel Falls was a mecca for all rock climbers, and there were people who actually tried to climb this 3,000-foot cliff unprotected with their bare hands.

"I don't see any road, Gordon. We can't succeed, we have another way. ”

But Gordon stared at the cliff with a confident smile.

"Gore, I have seen the way, and it is there, guiding me. ”

This self-confidence is so strong that it turns into an impulse, exactly like the last time Torres was assassinated in Havana.

"You can wait here for me, and I will bring you news of El Dorado. ”

Instead of waiting for Gore and the soldiers to think, Gordon gripped a protruding rock, embedded his left foot in the crack in the rock, and climbed towards it.

Gore took a deep breath and looked at the soldiers behind him, all waiting for his orders.

The El Dorado is extremely dangerous, and everyone knows that Gore is on the orders of the general to explore the El Dorado as a vanguard.

Gordon was only a privateer captain, strictly speaking, just a commoner under the orders of the British Crown, and he would never have allowed Gordon to explore alone at this time, while his group sat here and waited.

Besides, it's not necessarily safer than climbing, and it's surrounded by curses.

"Sir...... What are we going to do?"

What else can I do?

Gore looked at Gordon, who was climbing, and gave the order: "We follow in his footsteps." ”

Moss and weeds grew here, and in the splash of moisture, a lot of plants were fed, and Gordon touched the somewhat slippery rock wall, his fingers clasped into the crevices, and kept going up.

Every minute and every second, he was engrossed, with the help of his fingers, his body defying gravity, his leather shoes stepping on the protruding rocks, listening to the roar of the waterfall, the hurricane blowing, mixed with water vapor, relieving the heat of the sun.

He glanced at the huge puddle below him, and the soldiers who were trying to climb it.

They took off their bloated uniforms and worked hard to move up, their eyes full of fortitude and unyielding.

He was the most courageous soldier under Burton, and even if he gambled his life, he did not flinch in the slightest.

They looked a little out of breath, their fingers already covered with the white ash of the rocks, and Gore, who was less than ten meters away from Gordon.

"Gore, won't you wait for me down there?"

"Captain Gordon, I'm just ...... Hope you can really see the way!"

The road, which reminded Gordon, looked up at the cliff, and in that large protruding cliff like a damnation, it almost blocked all his vision, and he could not see the top of the cliff at all.

"It's just my path. ”

Gordon didn't say much, but continued to climb, and if he could go up first and find a long rope, or rattan, he would be able to help Gore and them.

The wind whipped his clothes, and as time passed, Gordon finally came to a place that was like a damnation.

The fingers of his left hand were inserted into the narrow crevice of the rock, and his whole body was already suspended in the air, and he could no longer step on anything under his feet.

Crash......

The rock grasped by the other hand had come loose and fell downward, leaving all of Gordon's weight on the fingers of his left hand.

"Uhh

He let out a low roar, then used all his strength to pull his body upward, and then clasped the crack in the stone a little higher.

It was so narrow, less than two centimeters that could be buckled, but it gave him a lot of respite.

His feet hung in the air, swaying in the wind, his eyes were soaked with sweat, and he blinked hard, but he could not see any way up, and the stone on it was not smooth, but there were no gaps or bumps.