Mayor Marula ripped open his neckline, "Look, this thing appeared on me for some reason. The light in this underground space was not good, and Reinhardt narrowed his eyes, and all he could see was a black stain on the old mayor's neck.

The old chief only showed it a little, and had no intention of letting Reinhardt treat him. Instead, he continued to tell his story.

"At first, I didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, I just groped my way up - you know, my eyes weren't very good, and finding the way was a waste of effort. He nodded his swollen forehead, "I mentioned it before, and hit my head on the wall of the cave where I came to play." ”

The old mayor gently rubbed his bag, it seemed that he was a little stronger, his hand shrunk, and he gasped again, "That really hurts......"

Probably because of the pain in his forehead, Mayor Marula didn't notice the abnormality in his neck at first. But the pain in his head didn't last, and after walking for a while, he felt some itching in his neck.

At first, he thought it was sweat that attracted some insects, but when he scratched it with his hand, there was only a smooth touch—of course, the furrows and bumps of the skin that are common to older men were still there—but the old mayor did not touch anything strange.

But the tingling seemed to intensify with his attention. At first, it can be temporarily relieved by just scratching lightly, but after a while, you have to pick hard to do it.

Mayor Marula soon noticed that something was wrong, but it was dim, and he ripped open his collar to see that it was pitch black.

In this way, he had to scratch the itch vigorously as he walked, and later, he even had to stop occasionally and grasp it for a few minutes.

Later, he even felt a hot, viscous liquid on his hands, but he didn't feel a trace of pain - instead he felt the tingling sensation that pierced his bones.

Although the old mayor was frightened, there was nothing he could do for a while, so he could only go forward. Considering the strange situation on his shoulder, he didn't dare to continue scratching, so he had to endure the tingling feeling and move forward.

After walking for a long time, he finally saw a glimmer of light, which was a faint blue light, and the old mayor hurriedly took two quick steps, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

It was a large underground space, which seemed to have been converted from a karst cave, and there were some buildings in the distance. But the old mayor didn't have the leisure to look at the ancient ruins now, and he unbuttoned his neckline for the first time, and looked at his shoulder with the faint blue light emitted by the fungus.

Mayor Marula first wiped away the half-dried blood on his head with saliva, and found that most of the small wounds he had scratched had been closed, and some had even healed, leaving only a thin scar.

It's strange, could it be that this insane feeling can even increase healing powers? Even so, Mr. Mayor Mare didn't want this kind of adventure at all.

Mayor Marula continued to look over his shoulder, trying to figure out something. But the light was dim at this time, and the second was that the position was really hard to observe—the old mayor almost broke his neck, and he could only see a little incomplete black in the afterglow.

"That's probably how it is......" the chief spread his hand and smiled wryly, "the feeling continues, much weaker than it was at its strongest, but it's still a little itchy." ”

"What about the truth?" Reinhardt was not interested in what happened to Mayor Marula, he only wanted to know the so-called "truth" that the other party had mentioned earlier.

"Ah, 'the truth'...... The truth is ......" A strange look suddenly appeared on the old mayor's face, "Shaas, Paslanka......"

The mayor suddenly changed his language and rambled at length as if nothing had happened, and if it weren't for his distorted expression that neither cried nor laughed, Reinhardt would have thought he was talking about something vernacular.

"What are you talking about?" Reinhardt frowned, although the old mayor's previous description was fragmented and unbelievable, but his personal behavior was generally in the normal realm, and now he suddenly stopped talking to people......

Reinhardt took another step back, the axe in one hand, the dark gray in the other, and the long dagger Jebido in his hand.

The old mayor seemed to be covered with a mask, his whole being seemed to be bound by something, his hands and feet were stiff, as if he was frozen in an invisible piece of amber, only the mouth still squirmed and spit out unrecognizable syllables.

At first, the old mayor's words sounded like another coherent language, but as he spoke more and more, his pronunciation became all sorts of strange noises and whistling, and sometimes his throat moved, but Reinhardt couldn't hear it.

Reinhardt didn't think Mayor Marula was just doing something, he had heard Faust talk about some of the principles of sonic spells, and knew that there were higher and lower voices beyond the range of human hearing.

And now, the old mayor is performing these sounds.

Reinhardt had been waiting for Mayor Marula to make the next move, whether it was to attack or flee, he had to wait until there was a change before making a decision.

But Mayor Marula just kept talking—he was now making sounds that were clearly not human, those shattering, the sound of some kind of machine running...... It wasn't something that could come out of the old mayor's pristine human throat.

"Mr. Mayor?" Reinhardt tried to wake up the old mayor, but it didn't seem to be of any use, he was still muttering something that no one could understand...... Let's call it language.

Reinhardt was hesitating to go up and wake up the old mayor, when he heard a whisper in his ears just as he had made up his mind and taken a step forward.

"Don't come closer, stay away from it. The sound was unfamiliar, startling Reinhardt, who quickly turned around and raised his axe to attack.

"Don't worry, Mr. Reinhardt, I think you've seen me. A black crystal spider crouched on a stone pillar, "So, don't get excited just yet. ”

"Are you...... Mr. Faustus's scarf?" Reinhardt was a little unsure.

"You have a pretty good memory, you can remember a giant crystal spider with no features. The Spirit Crystal Servant Fosse sneered.

Reinhardt didn't speak, but his heart was at ease—anything related to familiar life in an unfamiliar environment would be relaxing, even if it was a large black crystal spider.

"We're safe now. "As long as we slowly get away from the old mayor—or rather, the thing that looks like the old mayor." ”

Sure enough, my suspicion was right, and Reinhardt actually had a small sense of accomplishment.

The crystal spider deftly climbed onto Reinhardt's shoulders and pulled out two translucent balls of thought, blocking Reinhardt's ears. "By the way, if you don't want to go crazy, don't listen to the strange noises of that thing. ”

After the ears were plugged, the mayor's annoying voice disappeared in an instant, but the voice of the spirit crystal servant Foxi came in without hindrance.