There was a moment of trance when I walked up the stairs, as if I had walked up like this a long time ago. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The trance was only fleeting, and I didn't pay attention to it, and slowly walked up to the lighthouse.

The stairs were very long, the whole lighthouse was not very large, there was only one step that rotated upwards, and at each stage there was a small air window above the wall, and I counted the air windows and secretly cheered myself up. According to the diary, the head of the green-skinned beast that was going to be bled was on the top of the lighthouse, and as long as a part of the blood was bent, the things at the bottom of the lake would not haunt. I looked at my wrist and there was still a bit of a drum in my heart.

How much blood should I put in it?

If you want to dye the head of the green-skinned beast all over it, it is estimated that it is a lot, right?

This...... It hurts, doesn't it......

Thinking all the way, I soon reached the top of the lighthouse.

I thought that there was only one green-skinned beast head on the top of the lighthouse, but when I came up to take a look, I found that it was not only that, the top of the entire lighthouse was not big, there was a huge stone pillar in the center, and above the pillar was a lamp. There are a lot of transparent boulders around the stone pillar, which looks expensive, but it is a bit like glass, and when the light shines, it is beautiful to look at all colors. I tiptoed, about to reach into the lamp to probe the depths, when I accidentally glanced at the stick, and I pulled it closer in surprise.

The top of the stick, where it was originally used to light the flames, didn't know why it rotted into a few wisps. I smashed the stone pillar with a wooden stick, and I swallowed my saliva when I saw a few strands of wood chips falling directly from the stick.

The wooden stick is only used to test the depth of the water, it seems that the lake is not simple, a good wood will rot when it touches the water, fortunately I jumped along the stone and did not touch the water, otherwise...... It's probably not just sticks. In retrospect, I was going to find out what was in the lamp first, but I lit the stick with flint and steel. Since this is a lamp, let's see if it can be lit. One section of the stick was soaked, and I shaved it off with my saber along the previous section, and then I barely lit it.

The stick touched the lamp with the light of the fire.

A white light rose into the sky.

Under the reflection of white light, the transparent boulders on the top floor of the lighthouse emitted dazzling light and projected straight out.

It was as if the early sun had risen from the top of a snow-capped mountain, and the light of the central lamp spread out through the refraction of the transparent boulders with the tower as the center.

I walked to the edge of the tower.

The entire lake is in full view.

Before I could admire the intricacy of the 'lighting equipment', the ground suddenly shook. I held on to the pillars at the edge of the tower.

A large black object suddenly churned out of the water, stirring up a layer of water waves. Under this ancient mechanism, which was comparable to a modern searchlight, I clearly saw a section of the black object's body, the thickness of a truck tire.

The ground shook again.

The black thing poked its head out of the water—huge mouthparts that were a few points larger than the head, lined like whirlpools of huge fangs.

I clung to the pillar beside me.

This thing, it's disgusting, and it looks scary.

What's worse is that I'm most afraid of something, not one of them.

Eight-eyed eel, scavenging fish.