Basements seem to have become the best place to hide hidden secrets in all sorts of situations, from warehouses for contraband to private prisons or cult hideouts. There may be a lot of important reasons for this, perhaps because people are always subconsciously ignoring things they can't see, such as icebergs under the water.

The same is true for the underground space of a building, where people already have a rough idea of its internal structure when they look at it from the outside, so rooms and areas that cannot be seen from the outside with the naked eye often become secret rooms.

The problem is that the rushing city is different, and unlike the settlements built on stable rocky soil, the city has a fragile foundation despite its size. It's a city that comes out of nothing, and in this city, there's no real underground, because there's a raging wave below.

The reason why the first people who settled here chose to build this rootless city in such a difficult way is probably left to scholars who are well versed in history to find out, but the reality is that although there is indeed a space such as the dark area where the river is located, it is difficult for a building built on a surface platform to have a private place underneath.

It can even be said that it is precisely because of the existence of the dark area on the lower level that those who have thought of building an underground secret room are surprised to find that there are already inhabitants below the deck.

That's why, at a time when Atta and Kailas haven't questioned Jung's guidance, someone like Alice, who is quite familiar with the rushing urban structure, has a complicated expression. A group of cultists who have recently gathered can afford to buy property and transform it into a deadly trap.

But there is no way they can add underground facilities to these houses in the short term, which is not something that can be done by workers and money, and there are many difficulties that are difficult to digest quickly. But the truth is that there is indeed a space underneath this house that could be called a basement.

Although this level is only about half a person tall, it can only be accessed by adults in a flat state. Jung looked at the open floor and winked at the rotten teeth. The elf hesitated, but was able to enter the darkness a few seconds later.

The people who were summoned here by the vampires had an inescapable reason, and Jung gave them a promise with his great power, and they were driven by it, because they knew very well that the easiest and quickest way to achieve something in the city was to get the support of the river, and to get the promise of its master was an opportunity that could not be missed.

"What do you think is down there?" From the time the trap was lifted on the second floor to the discovery of the underground mezzanine at this time, the owner of this house did not show up to obstruct it, which was obviously not normal. However, it also meant that they might be able to act less cautiously, so the Huntress would stand at the entrance to the mezzanine and say it as if to herself and inquiringly.

"Some bones and flesh, you know, the things that summon the devil. But I guess there's still a body for the devil to possess, and with so many people disappearing every day in this city, it's not surprising that one or two people get here. Jung didn't care, his guess was certainly accurate, after all, judging from what happened to the other team, if the explosion in the house was triggered, then the flesh altar buried in the mezzanine would be activated, and the demons possessed by humans would become the gatekeeper of the place, eliminating the invaders who were still alive after the explosion. This set of design can be called complete.

Rotten Tooth didn't last long, because the scale of the Devil's Altar didn't need to be too large, and the space in the mezzanine was already limited. The elf snitch was covered in blood, and wiped the blood stains on the dagger with the sole of his shoe, and then spoke, "A pile of internal organs and flesh, I found someone, but I can't save it, and I am bound by magic to live and suffer." I'll just give him a good time, right?"

"Demonic possession can only be achieved if the sacrifice is alive, and there is nothing wrong with what you do. It's just that the sacrifice not only belongs to the devil, but it also has the eggs of the bone eater worm buried in it, which will lurk in the host's body, and when the host loses its vital characteristics, the warm flesh will hatch, eat it all, and then quickly develop into an adult. ”

Speaking of the adults, the Barak Bloods suddenly reached out and pulled out the dwarf who still had one leg left in the dark layer, and then flicked the cloak, smashing a black shadow that followed Rotten Fang's leg to the ground and flew away. It looked like a pitch-black beetle.

"Squirrel oil seals, and the bone eaters hate the smell. Jung pulled up his cloak to cover half of his face, looking disgusted.

But he can dislike it, but Alice can't. Hearing the sound of more and more arthropods touching below, the huntress was ten thousand reluctant to quickly pull a yellowed bottle from her waist, pull out the gum-like plaster with the wooden stick she carried on the lid and rub it on the edge of the flap. The beetles really hated the smell, so none of them crawled out, despite their clamor below.

The Bloods snapped the flap shut, nearly catching Alice's fingers.

"Hey!" protested to Jung, rubbing her fingers that weren't caught. The latter, with a breezy look, stepped in front of Alice and spread the cloak that stood in front of him. This one opened, and there was a muffled sound, and it turned out that the beetle that had been knocked away before rushed over again at this time, only to be sent out again by the vampire.

"Go fix it. Jung's movements and tone were as if he were commanded by a nobleman. But the huntress couldn't refute him when she had just been rescued once, so she had to vent her anger on the poor bone eater.

The poor bone-eater was beaten twice in a row with his cloak, and the second time it was knocked to the ground, and before it could turn itself over, a big foot had already fallen.

"Smack!" Alice rubbed her boots on the floor very unhappily, dealing with this beetle, directly kicking it up more directly than anything else. The trade-off is that the stinking bodily fluids in the beetle's body may require a thorough wash of her boots to remove the effects. But this is all for later, the current situation is still not optimistic, since there are already three layers of insurance, it is difficult to guarantee whether there will be a fourth layer here.

"It's annoying. Jung frowned and led the way out of the room where the secret door was. It wasn't the disgusting altars and traps he hated, but the dangers he encountered here were far beyond the level of what a group of new cultists should have, and their defense system was not only ruthless but also thorough, and one had to care about the sanctity of the guy who set up this series of traps.

Especially for the boss of Youhe, who thinks he controls the city's huge dark web, he actually feels a sense of loss of control in the actions he has planned, and he can only passively resist the arrangement left by the other party, which is not pleasant.

"Bang!" Before the Bloodline's displeasure could disappear, a heavy crash was heard from upstairs. The team had previously opted to split up, with Atta and Kairaz left upstairs to investigate while the others came down to dismantle the trap. Now this muffled sound is tantamount to telling them that something has happened to the people who stayed on it.