There are a lot of dirty deals in the hotel.

These two troublemakers are obviously outsiders, otherwise they would not have gambled with Bimore, who was wearing a green hat and being thin as a bamboo pole.

Everyone in the city knows that Billor has a leg up to the hotel owner—it's a well-known thing.

But no one has the kind heart to remind outsiders.

It's rare for outsiders to see each other last time, this time it's a pair of adventurers who have never been to the town, and they are five big and three thick, and they have a face that no one else can approach.

Don't say that the town itself is xenophobic, and even if it is pro-foreign, few can welcome visitors from the thirties of charm.

Beamer was unscrupulous in the tavern, relying entirely on the backstage - honestly bullying outsiders, stealing things, or gambling and winning, all with the tavernkeeper six or four, he four.

In exchange, the backer is not strong.

For example, he never worried about being beaten.

Behind the bar, there were a few men dressed in animal skins, staring at this side with their eyes, weighing a stone weighing a few catties in their hands, and they had to throw it when they found a troublesome outsider......

But tonight is destined to be an unusual night.

Just as they were about to throw the stone out of their hands and stun the two outsiders, a loud bang came from outside the hotel.

The sound was indescribably enormous, and anyone in the underground could feel a moment of deafness - from a momentary explosion to silence.

They couldn't hear their screams, and they had no way of knowing what was going on.

The wine glasses placed on everyone's table were poured over in the transmission of sound waves, and the pale yellow liquor stirred up the cracked red mud floor into a puddle of mud, and the people ran to the east, west, north and south as if the wine had landed.

For a while, the people in the tavern were in a mess.

The outlander's fist didn't land on Billmore's body, and they couldn't hold their shape long enough when the powerful sound wave exploded, and their heads slammed into the table.

Even the tavern itself was on a shaky stance at the sound of the explosion.

This is a cellar!

When Li Zhi realized that something was wrong......

[Agility Check: 16/60 Difficulty Success] He ran to the exit in an instant, although he was still swaying uncontrollably in a near-earthquake shaking along the way, when this was already calculated relative to the others.

He saw with his own eyes that one of the unlucky bastards had failed to maintain his footsteps, and one had fallen to the ground carelessly, followed by the merciless trampling of the latecomers.

By the time I passed by him, the poor creature had no breath.

Li Zhi was undoubtedly lucky in this almost insurrectional escape, and the others were left with a few wounds to a greater or lesser extent—either from broken glass, or from the weapons the barbarians had strapped around their waists without sheaths.

He followed closely behind the most agile people, none of these people were five big and three thick, and even, Li Zhi saw the familiar forgiveness green among those people.

No sound had been heard since that explosion, but the tavern was still filled with all sorts of cathartic noises—Li Zhi couldn't help but wonder what a tragedy would have been if he hadn't escaped just now.

[Dice Verification: 32/45]

In the end, there are only a few people who can rush under the planks that lead to the outer world.

And almost all of them were seen by Li Zhi - Prit and his buddy, Beamer and the man who seemed to be eyeliner.

"Fuck it! This plank can't be opened! Beamer spat on the ground, and he was the first to reach the finish line, but the planks blocked his path.

Pratt stepped forward with his friend, "Let's try it together?" ”

[Take the highest value of strength 60, the eyeliner is not added, the dice are played four times, and it needs to be extremely difficult to succeed: 38, 20, 2, 40, respectively, big success]

Li Zhi stood at the opening of the plank, he should be the one with the least effort, so he felt the change in the weight of the plank very obviously.

When they first started to exert force, it was almost impossible to shake the stage of this plank, but what was fruitful was that the four people here all knew how to borrow strength and find the best force point.

Next to Li Zhi stood Pratt, while his friend propped up the center of the plank.

The plank was gradually propped up, and as the plank grew taller, Li Zhi felt the weight in his hand slipping towards the end of the plank—like something had fallen on the board.

"Push hard!" A light leaked through the opening of the plank, and this light instantly gave a shot of strength to several people who were almost exhausted, and they started to erupt almost at the same moment.

With a "clang", the plank was opened.

In fact, the plank is not heavy, and everyone knows this when the plank is at a 45° angle to the ground.

However, getting out of the ground is the beginning of the real exposure to fear-

It's not night.

A huge ball of fire hung in the sky, its infinite distance, its brilliance only imprinting a fiery red dot in the retina of mortals looking at it—white light piercing through the black background in the pupils.

The relentless light illuminates everything that is hidden in the night, and even the deepest shadows are hidden under this light.

No one can sum up the greatness of the day, perhaps laid down by the gods, which reversed the way mortals judged time, and the white night appeared.

Li Zhi also stood with others looking up at the white dot that shuttled among the stars—it moved slowly on the canopy, but its actual speed seemed terrifying to his own eyes as a macrocosm of the universe.

He almost thought it would be the end of humanity.

Through the white light, he seemed to vaguely see something.

It was an amorphous creature that resembled a fireball, its surface active with a frenzy of flames like the sun's corona, and the heat almost burned its own gaze towards that place - perhaps the few black dots on its fiery red exterior were not its intention, simply because the eyes of ordinary creatures could not contain the color of the flames.

It was surrounded by countless tiny points of light, like guards, like its descendants, and they were arranged to form a text that Li Zhi had never seen before, and that kind of writing exuded an eternal atmosphere, as if announcing its return.

In the end, Li Zhi caught an inactive flame spirit, and he could see their appearance in the eyes of humans.

A flame of varying color, perhaps mixed with a less transparent mirror, when the sight falls into the fire, the owner of the sight only sees his own face burning in the flames with a mixture of horror and pain, and this strange creature sneers at the sound of the flames.