Chapter 965: Seeking the Hidden in the Center of the Earth (38)

Thirty minutes before Bedeville and the others arrived, another team had also reached the deepest part of the Volcanic Underground Palace from another passage.

"Oh no!" Segrad sensed that there were other candidates nearby, and immediately reminded, "Hold on, Mordred!—it's going to change back!" "What?!" The white-haired boy was taken aback, and at the same time prepared to withstand the shock.

At this time, the two-headed cheetah in the gallop had already lifted its transformation. Because Zhalfir and Segrade were in a hurry to disarm their transformations, they didn't even brake hard, so they flew out with inertia, and the three of them fell on their backs at the same time.

"Whew-" Zhalfir rubbed his head and got up, "Everyone's not hurt, are they?" Segrade rubbed his ass and got up.

"Is it necessary for you to do this?" Mordred stood up with a slight dissatisfaction, seemingly unharmed.

The two leopard youths were silent for a while. Their merger technique was originally a secret magic weapon, and if it was not necessary, they would not be used at all, and of course the fewer people who knew this secret, the better. Now that this trick may be seen by other candidates, it is no wonder that they are in a hurry to remove the trick and hide this power.

Segrade peered around the corner of the hallway, trying to see who had arrived before them.

"How can it be!" he exclaimed.

The first to arrive here were Albert, Chanel and Elaine. The fact that the Tigers' team was ranked 42nd and the last team to set off was unbelievable!

The two young leopard men had greatly improved their sense of smell after merging, and they had followed in the footsteps of the Knights of the Round Table expedition a few years earlier, almost all the way to their destination, and they had barely encountered any enemies - the enemies they encountered were also far behind by the mobility of the two-headed cheetah, and they could not form a battle at all.

But the Tiger's team is even faster than Fair's team!Is this really possible?!What kind of supernatural power did the Tiger use to go faster than the route of the Knights of the Round Table Expedition?!

But that's not the end of the story. Segrade knew that the destination in front of them was only the initial part of getting to [that thing], and that there should be a long way to go. He glanced at his teammates and motioned for them not to rush up to contact Albert's team, but to take a look at the situation.

And in this death arena in the deepest part of the underground palace of the Jilimanjaro volcano, Albert and his party were looking at a huge black pit in front of them.

A crater about thirty feet in diameter appeared out of thin air on the surface of the Death Arena, which was formed by the condensation of volcanic lava and had an extremely hard and uneven smooth surface.

It looked so unnatural, as if some extraordinary force had dug directly through the ground, digging this bottomless cavern in the lava rock, which was harder than steel.

Even though the tiger held the torch and kept shining it, the light of the fire could not penetrate some strange darkness on the surface of the pit. So they had no way of knowing how deep the pit was. A cold breath seeped out of it, and the pit seemed to go straight to hell, revealing an ominous aura at all times.

"Is this [it]?" Chanel asked in a low voice, looking at the tiger in confusion.

Xiaobai said that the thing was a thousand feet below the bottom of this pit. Albert covered half of his face and thought, "But I really don't know how deep this pit is, and I don't know if it's safe to jump like this." The tiger took out a small stick from his bag, which they had prepared for the torch. He dropped the stick, trying to guess the approximate depth of the pit from the sound of it landing.

"Boom. This was the echo that Albert expected to hear. But ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds passed, but not even a sound came from the deep pit, and it was frighteningly quiet.

"Oh my God, how deep is this pit!" Chanel gasped.

"It's too early to tell," Albert, who has many years of experience in hunting monsters and surviving in the wild, is much calmer: "It is also possible that there is some kind of shock-absorbing substance at the bottom of the pit, which absorbs the sound of the sticks falling to the ground." Chanel didn't speak. It's not that simple. As a dark elf, she has an unusually developed sense of hearing, and can hear subtle sounds that ordinary people can't hear. No matter how good the impact-absorbing materials at the bottom of the pit were, Chanel should have been able to hear at least a faint sound. But no. When the sticks fell, there was a deathly silence at the bottom of the pit. This silence is simply terrifying for the dark elf girl.

The tiger looked at the white bear man suspiciously: "Elaine, you want to go down and see the meow first, you have wings to glide after you transform, at least you won't fall and get hurt." "Uh... But this pit is really, really dark... Well, it's scary. The white bear man shivered slightly. Although he was a young man who had only recently come of age, he had an extraordinary fear of darkness, which stemmed from his childhood experience and was impossible to overcome. This darkness is simply a great horror for the young man of the White Bear.

The tiger frowned and looked at Chanel: "And you woman wouldn't want to go down first, would you?" Tsk - I'll go down first, I hope this pit can really get to the end. "You said [that thing] is a thousand feet down, then this pit is a thousand feet deep at most, right?" Chanel saw that Albert was willing to go down, and couldn't help but start encouraging the tiger: "It's okay, we have some safety rope made of parachute cloth here, you tie it around your waist and slowly go down." In this way, even if you fall by mistake, you should not fall to your death. The tiger looked at the elven girl suspiciously, "How long is our rope?" "Uh," Chanel stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, "Three hundred feet... Left and right. "Bastard!" green tendons instantly appeared from the corner of the tiger's forehead: "Isn't there more than 600 feet left in this way?!Won't I become meat sauce if I fall?!Can I get back meow?!"Hmm... I also have an unused parachute here, and you have it with you in case you need it, so you don't fall to your death, though it may not come back. The elven girl's words were so angry that the tiger almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Very good! Remember for me!" Albert said angrily: "Give me the props, and I'll just go down! Don't talk any more nonsense, otherwise we will lose the advantage of opening up with other candidates in this kind of place." "Of course. Chanel smirked slyly as if she had triumphed, pulling out her subspace jug and pulling the rope out of it little by little.

The rope made of glue parachute cloth is very strong and will definitely be able to withstand Albert's weight. And the big cat is convinced of this. The problem is that the rope is only 300 feet long, and it is not possible to reach the bottom of the pit with this. In the worst-case scenario, if the pit was a thousand feet deep, Albert would hardly be able to climb it back.

Chanel honestly took out the parachute again and fixed the rudimentary parachute to the tiger's backpack: "That's fine, it's going to be okay, don't worry too much." "You don't have to go down and explore the way yourself, of course you say. Albert muttered to himself. But now complaining about this is useless, so the tiger can only bite the bullet.

He climbed to the edge of the pit, with his back to the steep stone wall of the deep hole, and slowly climbed down: "I went down. Elaine, you give me a firm grip on the other end of the rope.

If I go down and find that the pit is safe, I will pull the rope twice in a row, and you can follow it, otherwise, if I pull the rope three times in a row, it will prove that the pit is too deep and it will be very bad to go down. You're going to pull me up right away, got it?" "Got it, got it. The White Bear Man replied awkwardly.

"Then be careful all the way, dear!" Chanel smiled and said goodbye to the tiger.

"Uh!" Although he knew it was a joke, the tiger was stabbed to the point by the elven girl's words.

Albert, who was in a state of flux, hurriedly turned his face away to hide the flush on his face: "I, I'm going down." You wait for my good news—" "Of course, hehe. Chanel was glad she didn't have to go down to the pit and didn't think too much about it.

Almost to avoid Chanel's gaze, the tiger clung to the uneven surface of the cliff made of volcanic rocks and climbed down in a slight hurry.

"Deep pit meow... Damn the pit. Albert grumbled to himself. As he climbed, he felt his surroundings begin to change.

It became very dark, very dark.

In order to climb the mountain with his free hands, the tiger has tied a torch next to his backpack. It should have been able to provide more than two hours of illumination for the tiger before the torch ran out of fuel and was completely extinguished.

But in this pit, the role of the torch can be described as equivalent to nothing. There appears to be some sort of transparent smoke in the crater that absorbs light, greatly reducing the range of the torches. The tiger squinted his eyes before he could see the uneven surface of the mountain wall around his body. With the help of the faint light of the fire, he barely shone on the mountain wall, and climbed down tremblingly.

There are no particularly dangerous traps and no enemies to sneak up on. But what the hell is going on?!Why does Albert feel more and more uneasy the further down he goes?!

The tiger took a deep breath and climbed down another ten feet or so. He must have been a hundred feet above the pit.

Then, he found out that he was suddenly blind!

No, not blind. Albert knew very well that there was no problem with his eyesight.

But he couldn't see anything! he could feel the heat of the torch hanging from his backpack, but he couldn't see the light coming from the torch.

There really is something here!