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The fat man was at the bottom of the line, and I could see it more clearly. He was waving a glow stick and beckoning me to speed up, holding a grenade in his other hand that had been depleted from the safe. The expression on his face was anxious and dark.

I ran a few steps as best I could, and I saw the fat man let go of his hand holding the grenade. He barely exerted any force, just dropped a parabola with his hands down, and the grenade flew down from me in smoke.

I counted silently, and when I got to three, I fell on the stone steps.

With a loud 'boom', Jack on my back woke up.

"Who the fuck poked me again."

Again? Could it be that this time he still hasn't escaped the grenade fragments? At this moment, I really sympathize with the Yankees, who are at the end of their rope and still suffer this crime.

Maybe the fat man was far away from the center of the explosion, or maybe he was too concerned about the effect of the explosion, or his nerves were so big that he lost his sense of fear, he didn't make any dodging moves, he just stood on a high place, staring at the center of the explosion below with two big eyes.

"Grass, I just said this is not Lao Tzu's seed."

Hearing the fat man shout like this, I couldn't help but turn my head to look back.

"Grass. It's your species, but it's mutated. I couldn't help but curse after one glance.

I never had the opportunity or strength to turn around and look at the Black Manro behind me, but I could judge the distance between us and its state by the sound of its footsteps, and I didn't know its true state.

The center of the grenade's explosion was at its feet, and the fat man was able to handle it accurately. Prepare to blow it up all at once and roll it back to the starting point. And the fat man's expected early goal was also achieved, and the huge explosive force of the grenade lifted Black Manroe up. However, Black Manroe didn't roll down, and the script got here to change the plot.

At some point, a long tail grew from the back of Black Manro's buttocks, and this tail was like a hard pillar. Leaning headlong on the stone steps below. Although Black Manro was blown up and covered in grenade fragments, he did not roll over, but fell heavily in place.

Another effect of the grenade explosion was to extinguish most of the flames on Black Manroe's body, revealing its face and the front of its body. As far as the eye can see, it is charred and smoking, but there is no smell of roasted meat, and it is a strange smell of roasted leaves. The only thing that can be discerned is its face. It's still the face of the fat man, but I can't see a trace of the evil smile that the fat man most often brings, only the boundless ferocity.

It seems that in this place, Black Manro's ability to recover himself has decreased severely. But this also shows that its love for the fat man's face is really a heavy product. I suddenly remembered Xiao Ting, her taste is also very unique.

Jack was still humming on my back, unable to speak, and not very conscious. I picked him up and ran forward. After a few steps, I ran to the top of the altar to take a look. Don't be blind.

"Jack, your wish is about to come true, hold on a little longer, don't die halfway through." I cursed and encouraged him.

It didn't work for him anymore, though, and I could feel his blood running down the arm I had between his legs. He muttered unconsciously.

Although I couldn't help Jack make his wish come true. In fact, his wish is to see the door of eternal life, even if it is to take his life for this. There is no gate of eternal life at the top of the altar, although I have not yet reached the top, but it is clear from the attitude of the fat man and Tang Yumo. But I'm still going to let him take a look at this place before he dies, after all, he really took his life for it.

'Whew'

I gasped heavily. One step to the top of the stone steps.

"The Gate of Eternal Life!" I exclaimed, screamed wildly, and shouted helplessly. "Jack, open your eyes and see, we've found the door to eternal life!"

Jack didn't respond, not even a muttered whisper.

The area of the platform at the top of the altar is not large, and the light of the light stick is not bright on the platform, but it does not need to be too bright, the platform is clear at a glance, and even if the light is very weak, you can see it all.

I could understand at a glance why Tang Yumo was so calm, and why the two of them were so peaceful. According to the fat man's temperament, Tang Yumo resisted a little, and he would be taken down on the spot, and it was impossible for the two of them to get along indifferently.

There is really no need to be nervous and worried about the Gate of Eternal Life, of course, this is for Tang Yumo, because although the Gate of Eternal Life is there, it is not something we can destroy. At least, it's impossible for this weapon to destroy it at the moment.

The reason why I knew at a glance that it was the Gate of Eternal Life was because I saw the keyhole on it.

Yes, it's a sight I'm all too familiar with. I had seen it years ago, and in the years since, it has appeared in my mind and in my dreams countless times.

In the center of the altar platform, a stone platform of one and a half meters square protrudes, but other than that, the altar platform is empty.

From here, I can see that there is a hexagonal depression in the center of the stone platform, which is the keyhole, and this stone platform is the door to eternal life that we are looking for.

There was no way we could destroy it, which made Tang Yumo unusually quiet, and also made the fat man lose the confidence to destroy it, and instead used a grenade to deal with Black Manro.

Neither of the two earliest runners had set foot on the altar platform, and the ash on the ground was somewhat thick, but there were no footprints on it. Probably both of them think that there is no need for this, one thinks that there is no need to do tricks, and the other thinks that there is no need to make efforts. Of course, my dangerous situation made the fat man not want to go over. After all, this product is also very curious.

"See, we've really found the door to eternal life. Is it the same? The fat man asked me as he pressed the bullets into the empty magazine.

I know what he meant by asking, I told him about my experience in Lop Nur, and this stone platform is also in my story. I nodded.

"Let him go." The fat man gestured with his chin to Jack on my back.

I shook my head. I know that the fat man's mouth is to put down, and another meaning is to give up.

I couldn't spare my hand, and gestured with my chin to the platform not far away. "I'm going there and show the Yankee a look at the gate of eternal life, or he'll complain to his god about me. Divine punishment is not pleasant. ”

I smiled consciously and humorously. The fat man did not smile, but motioned for me to go to his side, as if he had something to whisper.

The fat man and Tang Yumo both stood at the top of the stairs, but the two of them consciously kept a certain distance, much like two strangers waiting for the bus.

"Will Black Manroe fall to his death if he jumps from this?" The fat man asked me without raising his head. He pressed the bullet quickly, but had more empty magazines.

"This is no nonsense, this beast can't fall to death. Not to mention this height, I can't guarantee that I will fall to death from Mount Everest. ”

"Then I can't help it, it's up to your luck." The fat man finally slapped the backpack that was lying on his chest with one free hand. "I'll let you go."

I was stunned. I knew there was a rope in there. (To be continued......)