Chapter 65: The Strange Cave

"Click-"

The sound of pulling the trigger sounded, but the expected sparkle did not appear.

Kyris, the powerful gunsmith, his head drooped and his expression could not be seen clearly, his hands raised, clenching the pitch-black pistol, the breeze blowing, and his body that looked a little chubby but a little shaky.

In the direction where his short spear was pointing, among the blackened sawdust, a branch as clear and white as jade lay quietly.

"Carey... Little Superman, who was not far away, gradually came to her senses, and she sat on the ground, looking at the scene in front of her, not understanding what was happening.

"Bang-"

With a muffled thud, Kyris's already unsteady body was now on the ground.

"What's going on?" Superman held her eyelids, her cheeks flushed, and her head was a little dizzy, but she didn't dare to fall asleep again, and in this harsh environment, she didn't know what would happen if she was lying like this.

"Alas......" Little Superman sighed, only to see her hands on both sides of her face, closed her eyes, and the whole potato-like head suddenly appeared a faint white light, this white light with a holy and inviolable aura, people only feel awe after seeing it, like a mortal facing the bright moon as indescribable.

When the light faded, the red on Superman's face had disappeared, and she stood up, just as a breeze blew, and her crimson cloak fluttered immediately, without a single grain of dust on her body.

"Looks like you've found something here. Talking to himself, Superman had already raised his feet and walked forward.

Superman's side is over first, let's turn our perspective to the local tyrant's side.

I saw that this tall magical robot was now taking a cute petite girl for a walk in the scorched forest.

"That, big guy, well, that's what Superman called you, is it really good for you to destroy the environment like this?" Bird Egg asked the local tyrant next to him while walking with his arms waving his arms stupidly.

"In a few decades, it's going to be alive and well. The local tyrant replied blandly.

The direction of the two men was to the southwest of the Buried Forest, and what greeted them there?

The local tyrant hasn't told the bird egg yet, and the bird egg hasn't asked, anyway, he will understand it when he arrives.

"That's it. The local tyrant said.

Looking in the direction of his metal fingers, he could see a high mountain in front of him in the wide field of vision between the charred trees, and a deep hole at the foot of the mountain.

"Cave?" the bird egg froze.

"Yes, the cave at the edge of the forest, the big monster's sense can't penetrate it, so we're here. The local tyrant replied in a flat tone.

"It's... It's not good. "Bird's heart is just a female student in the third year of high school, and in the face of this unknown cave in the magical world, it would be false to say that there is no fear at all.

Although there are many people who come to the drinking party every year, the people who come to drink are basically only in the area in the middle of the forest, and the cave that appears in front of them should be discovered and exploited for so many years, but she has lived in the Night Stalker Country for two or three years, and she can be sure that she has never heard of anyone finding any caves near the forest.

"Could this be some kind of robber and bandit's lair?" Bird Egg suddenly thought of such a possibility, and blurted out involuntarily.

"So what? If there is really a trace of an artifact in it, is there anything wrong with eliminating harm for the people?" asked the local tyrant.

Bird Egg was speechless, and besides, she was only a little resistant, after all, she was not a scum with only five combat power now, and I believe she wouldn't encounter any problems after entering.

The two walked forward and came to the mouth of the cave, the bird egg hesitated for a second, she smacked her lips, raised her hand and raised a flame on her fingertips, and followed the footsteps of the local tyrant and walked in, to be honest, the soul sense of the bird egg is not weak, even if it is not connected to the facial features of this body, she can easily observe everything around her with the sense of her body, and her move is nothing more than to give herself courage.

Stepping into the cave, the first feeling given to the body of the bird egg is - cold, even a mage like her, who has a high resistance to all kinds of elemental damage, will also have this feeling at this moment, the bird egg can conclude that this cave is not simple.

"Big man, can you feel it?" the bird egg shouted softly at the local tyrant in front of him.

"What? Artifact pulsations? No, without the help of magic rituals, my perception of Nandou's fluctuations is very limited. The local tyrant replied with a slight turn of his head in the spherical crystal cover.

"Is this guy serious? Or does the robot's metal body really not feel the change in temperature? But my body made of mud is ......" The bird egg asked a question in his heart while walking, and unconsciously, the two walked dozens of meters away, in the cave, with the fire light released by the bird's egg all the time without falling into darkness, this is a very ordinary cave, regular layering, rugged ground, it looks like it should be naturally generated, and there is no trace of artificial excavation.

"Tick, tick, tick......"

Tiny cracks in the top of the cave are spilling water droplets carrying a variety of minerals, and at a glance you can see short stalactites that look like they've been around the same time as the fishing nations opened up the mountains to allow precipitation to enter the forested areas.

Receiving this slightly open area, the local tyrant suddenly stopped moving forward, he just stood there, raised his head to look at the surrounding environment, and then said suspiciously. "Why is this cave so deep?"

"I said, have we entered some terrible place, why do I feel colder and colder?" the bird egg suddenly magnified the flame in his hand and placed it on his chest, but the cold he felt did not abate.

"How come I don't feel the cold? Even though I'm a metal body, some parts of me have smelted ore that changes according to the temperature, but I don't notice it now. The local tyrant said.

"It feels... It's so sleepy, it's so cold, I seem to be ......."

Before the bird's words were finished, the flames she released quickly dissipated, her body gradually lost its color, and in the eyes of the local tyrant, she could only see a human form composed of dirt and some wood and some ore, which looked like it would fall apart anytime and anywhere.

"Oops, I've never encountered this in hundreds of years, what should I do now?" The tyrant's electronic eyes flashed blue and yellow alternately, and he didn't know whether to stay here or not.