The sound of heavy objects falling from above the pavilion was heard, and the stairs leading to the second floor one floor below mysteriously disappeared.

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that the person who designed this attic actually had another purpose, that is, a perverted person who wanted to torture the people who broke into this place, not just to stick to simple mechanical damage, but to collapse and disintegrate from the top of the mind.

This perverted method of torturing people really worked, and everyone listened to the rumbling sound from above, and felt that it was getting harder and harder to breathe, and the heart was beating faster and faster. By this time, the commotion from the upper floor was already close at hand, and I hurriedly pulled everyone to the wall, my back pressed against the wall.

The fat man cursed angrily, "Damn", and I closed my eyes and listened carefully to the sound coming from above, and mentally estimated the volume of the falling weight. Listening to the sound, I knew that the thing falling from above must not be small, and I can only hope that it will not be too large and will leave us an inch to stand on.

The fat man and the smoke man had already started to knock on the wall, but the wall was as hard as iron, and the seventh master said that there was no need to bother, when the mechanism of the pavilion was touched, the wall here would definitely not be the ordinary wall as before. I asked him if he could think of any other way, and Seventh Master immediately asked me, "How about using the blasting charm?" ”

I immediately shook my head and said in my heart: Isn't this looking for death?

The walls of the pavilion were as hard as iron, but the floor beneath them was still fragile wood, and if the blaster was detonated, it was likely that it would not blow up the walls, but would collapse the weak floor. There are sharp traps under the floor, and if you fall down, you will not be stealing chickens but eating rice!

Walls cannot be chiseled through. The floor beneath his feet was vulnerable, and there was a heavy object on his head that kept falling. Everyone was really desperate and was forced to a dead end. Holding on to the last bit of hope, I pointed to the hole in my head and said, "No." Let's go up first, maybe there's a way out there. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, before the others could nod, the floor above our heads was smashed through, and then a behemoth grazed in front of us, making a loud bang, mercilessly smashing through the floor under our feet.

It happened so suddenly that everyone was taken aback. Someone stumbled and fell because of this. Zha Ling'er beside me was overly frightened because of the cold, leaned forward, and fell. I hurriedly reached out and grabbed her, but fortunately there was a large piece of wood left under my feet, so I lay on it and grabbed Zha Ling'er's hand and pulled her up little by little.

The monkey also fell, not because he was frightened, but because he was very unlucky, and the planks under his feet were shattered. But fortunately, the fat man standing beside him quickly grabbed the monkey's falling body, and lifted him up at once, as easily as lifting a little chicken.

Falling from above was a large iron ball, presumably solid. Qi Qi was extremely heavy, destroying part of the steel blades in the trap, and then most of the iron ball's body was buried in the floor of the first floor. It can be seen that the height and speed of the fall at that time were quite amazing.

The cigarette man jumped onto the top of the iron ball on the first floor to check, while I looked up. I counted the fifteen floors above the pavilion. The wooden floors between each floor were smashed by large iron balls. However, there are still some broken floors around the area that can be climbed up, and it is not too difficult to go up to the top floor to check.

The cigarette man finished checking below, climbed up with the rope, and shook his head at me, indicating that there was nothing out of the ordinary. I pointed my finger upward, told everyone to go up and have a look, and began to tie the rope.

Suddenly, the pavilion, which had just been restored to peace, began to shake violently, as if it were drunk. In panic, the crowd immediately clinged to the wall, or leaned on top of the larger floor wreckage. The violent shaking lasted only a short time before it came to an abrupt end. The people with blue faces still maintained their nerves for a long time, and they were relieved to see that nothing shocking had happened.

The bad feeling came to my heart, and I told everyone to hurry up and climb up, and everyone immediately climbed to the third floor of the pavilion. Looking around, I found that there was no difference from the second floor just now, not that there was no difference, but it was almost identical, only the size of the floor damage was different, and there was no difference at all else.

Untying the ropes, everyone decided to climb to the third floor as much as possible, and before there was any other crisis, we all felt that it was better to climb to the top floor first, so that no heavy objects would fall from the top floor.

The floors in the pavilion were almost the same, and there was nothing in them, except for the floor, which had been broken by the fall of the large iron ball, and made a creaking and painful moan. Everyone climbed to the seventh floor layer by layer, and the ghostly vibration sound sounded abruptly again, and the pavilion began to shake violently again, as if there was a group of elderly people, desperately jumping disco on the wooden floor, shaking everyone desperately clinging to the limited wooden floor, so as not to be shocked and fall. Everyone clearly felt that the shaking this time was much more violent than before. If you don't lie on the ground, you will probably be shocked and fall off the floor.

When the shaking stopped, the crowd began to climb more quickly, but as soon as we had climbed three floors, the pavilion shook violently again without warning. The sudden violent vibration, like an earthquake, the people lying on the floor, although their hands were clutching the wooden floor, but their bodies were like dried soybeans in a dustpan, not controlled by themselves at all, towards the hole in the center of the floor, little by little by the bumps.

Suddenly, the violent vibration intensified again, causing everyone to get out of their hands, and their bodies involuntarily fell into the hole like a monster's big mouth below. I wasn't spared, and I thought to myself: if I fall, I'm going to have to fall into a blur of flesh and blood.

I was so shocked that I almost bit my tongue and reached out to grab the person who fell next to me, but I forgot that I was also falling down. At this time, everyone really regretted that they should not climb to a high place, and at the moment I fell, I saw that there were still people on the floor who were struggling to insist, and my heart said: Fortunately, everyone didn't all fall down, and if you can escape, one counts as one.

Suddenly, a figure flashed beside me, and then I was grabbed by someone, and before I could figure out what was going on, I was safely thrown on the board. (To be continued......)