I panicked in my heart, the goddess in his mouth couldn't be Lilith.

The most beautiful girl, the most terrible nightmare, Lilith reluctantly agrees with these two characteristics.

It's just that Lilith is not a girl, but an old lady who has lived for thousands of years.

Thinking so, I didn't say much, and walked into the cave.

Originally, I thought that the cave should be a large space with an area of two or three hundred square meters, but it was not until I entered the cave that I found that there was an extremely large tunnel system inside.

There are at least five or six openings on the walls of each corridor, and in each opening, there is a new corridor.

The roads in this place are intricate, and it is easier to get lost when you walk in them than in the streets of the sea market.

Luckily I brought the white bugs with me, and I would have gotten lost if I were to be left alone in such a place.

Since I really didn't know which way to go, I said to the white worm, "Go to your son first, and you will show me the way." ”

The white worm immediately raised his hand and pointed me in the direction to the hatchery, and before I passed a hole, I would sprinkle a pinch of cinnabar on the ground.

On the way, I had a conversation with the white bugs.

From the mouth of the white worm, I know that the first half of this natural cave is intricate, and the second half is a huge cave, through which you can directly enter the deepest part of the earth, but the entrance there has always been by the goddess guardian, only the people of the lower layer can occasionally come out, but the people of this layer can never go down, anyway, they don't want to go down.

The hatchery is located at the junction of the large tunnel and the tunnel system, a large underground plaza where all children under the age of sixteen live, and when they reach the age of sixteen, they will go out of the corridor and fight each other on the battlefield covered with ruins.

I asked the white bug, "How old are you this year and when did you have a son?" ”

"Thirty-four, or thirty-five, I can't remember," replied the white worm, "I met my wife on the annual day of pleasure, and we were fortunate to have such a child, though we only knew each other for one day." During her pregnancy, I took care of her in the hatchery until she gave birth to the baby. ”

In other words, there are not only children under the age of 16 in the hatchery, but also pregnant women. How is your wife doing now? ”

"Dead," White Bug's tone was particularly flat, "After giving birth to the child, she was sent back to the battlefield, and at that time she was too weak to fight as usual, so she died." ”

"Damn, why aren't you sad at all when it comes to your wife's death."

"Why be sad, if I die on the battlefield, she won't be sad, after all, everyone has to die."

Forget that the moral standards of our world simply do not apply here.

Although the harsh living environment has changed the moral standards here, it cannot change some human instincts.

Thinking of this, I asked the white worm, "How long has it been since you saw your son?" ”

As soon as I heard me mention his children, he laughed uncontrollably: "I see him every six months, and every time I teach him a lot of fighting skills, he is very talented in this, and he has been tall since he was a child, just like his mother. ”

Speaking of his wife's death earlier, Bai Worm was still very indifferent, but when he mentioned his wife again at this time, there was a faint warmth in his heart.

I smiled and asked, "Do you want your son to be like you?" ”

Without even thinking about it, the white bug responded, "No, he will be a greater warrior than me." ”

"I mean, do you want him to fight in this never-ending darkness until he's killed?"

"It's our fate."

"You just say if you want to."

"We have no other choice."

"You just say if you want to."

"Of course not, I hope he can live this life in peace and stability like you surface people."

Yes, if I were you, I would wish so.

I straightened my shoulders to make the white worm lie on his stomach a little more comfortably, and then said, "Make a deal, I'll help you kill the goddess and Bafengte, you will maintain order on this level for me, and in two years, I'll take your son to the surface world." ”

The white worm was immediately happy: "I have long heard that you surface people often have some unrealistic ideas, just by you, you can't kill women and Bafengte, they will tear you to pieces." ”

I just smiled silently and didn't talk nonsense.

The community ecology of this layer is not quite the same as the layer where the red dog is located, they are all respected by the strong, but what they believe in the red dog is pure power, and the people in this layer believe in the goddess, it is not pure power, which is also mixed with a little mythological belief component.

If you want to control the layer where the red dog is located, it's very simple, just kill the ghosts in front of everyone, but the same method is not fully applicable in this layer, not only do I have to kill the goddess in front of everyone, but also rely on a local strongman to set me up as a new god, only by replacing the old faith with a new faith, can I completely control this layer.

As for whether I can defeat the goddess, I guess it should be fine anyway.

If nothing else, this legendary goddess should be similar to the fine ghost of the previous layer.

Don't worry, that thing can't be Lilith, and with Lilith's cleanliness, it's absolutely impossible to live in this stinking world for a long time.

After crossing seven or eight roads in a row, the touch under my feet began to become sticky, and when I looked down, the ground was full of half-melted spider silk, which were coiled together one by one, like sticky dough lying on the ground, and after walking in this environment for a long time, the soles of my feet would be covered with spider silk, and sometimes I had to stop and clean it up.

At first, this kind of spider silk only accumulated on the ground, and later, the walls of the road were all like this, and as they went deeper and deeper, the color and shape of the spider silk were changing, at first they were white and silky, and the depth of the march continued to change, and the color of the spider silk began to gradually darken, and finally it almost became obsidian-like black, and at this time, the spider silk could not see the appearance of the silk thread, all of them were lumped into a mass of paste, each of these black pastes was the size of a fist, at first glance, It's like layers of tumors growing on the wall of the road.

The stickiness under my feet was gone, replaced by a very eerie softness, and stepping on it was like stepping on skinned flesh.

Ever since the black paste appeared on the wall, the white bugs lying on my shoulders have been swallowing.

Damn, isn't it, these disgusting black tumors are the food that the inhabitants of this layer depend on for survival?