Chapter Seventy-Eight: Who Is He?
Roland still hadn't recovered from his state of distraction, and his reaction was a little slow, so he casually made up some words to prevaricate. Rand didn't press any further.
When they returned, they went back the way they came, but I don't know if it was because of the reverse direction, but they felt that the scenery in the tunnel was a little different from when they came. As he walked, Roland reflected on the scene he had just seen Catherine, and the kiss she had left on his forehead.
When Catherine hugged Roland just now, Roland's feeling was very wonderful, was that the feeling of a mother? Because Roland had never seen his mother, he didn't know very much what kind of relationship it was, so he could only rely on his own imagination to figure out one or two.
But why did the afterimage of Catherine appear at this time? Does it really mean that something big is about to happen?
Roland didn't know.
But the king's body is really not good, and in Shuangyue City, it will no longer be as calm as before.
The two of them went all the way down, and a secret door suddenly appeared in front of them. Because the door was hidden, it was discovered.
Roland was a little puzzled, so he asked, "Rand, when we came here just now, was there this door here?"
Rand shook his head: "I just looked at the portrait on the wall, I didn't notice. ”
Roland couldn't help but glance inside the door, only to find that the space inside seemed to be quite small, and there must be another use.
Rand said: "I've been here many times before, but I've never found such a place here, why don't we go in and have a look now?"
Roland hesitated slightly, but nodded.
The two men turned to the door of the dark room, and since there was no light inside, they took an oil lamp from the wall and went in.
Once inside, they found that the chamber was very large, with a cage made of iron rods thicker than an arm. The cage was more than half a man's weight from the ground, and it was littered with arm-thick chains, both intact and broken, most of which had been corroded.
Outside the cage, all kinds of strange-shaped tools and white bones were piled up in a mess, and some of the white bones were also inserted with steel nails as thick as fingers. Dark red patches could be faintly visible on the ground. After a hundred years of precipitation, there is no smell in the room, and the flesh has decayed, but the traces and blood stains of people's struggles have never disappeared with the passage of time. With only bones left, the room didn't look particularly dirty. It seems that this was supposed to be a cage.
Roland looked at the marks on the bones, imagining the torture they had endured before they died, and couldn't help but wonder how heinous they were in their lives, and how inhumane they had to be.
Roland approached the cage and found that there was a complete skeleton inside. In the intercostal space of the white bones, there seemed to be something glowing.
The door of the cage was not locked, but it was rusted and it was very heavy to push and made a loud noise.
After Roland walked down the steps, he crouched down and groped among the bones, and in a blink of an eye, he found the source of the glow, which turned out to be a golden key inlaid with precious stones.
Roland showed the key to Rand through the iron fence, Rand squatted down outside the iron cage and put the oil lamp aside, then took the key and looked at it carefully, and said with some confusion: "Why do I think this key is a little familiar?"
Roland looked at Rand, and suddenly felt a palpitation, and then felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if his heart was about to burst, and the feeling was unbearable!
Roland collapsed to the ground all at once, and his body began to twitch.
Rand looked at Roland, obviously frightened by the sudden scene: "Roland, what's wrong with you?" Before the words fell, a gust of wind suddenly hit from nowhere, and instantly blew out the oil lamp, and the dark room suddenly became pitch black.
Then, Roland heard a loud "crackling" sound that seemed to be metal crashing against each other, as if something had been knocked to the ground.
Roland was sweating profusely in pain, and it took a long time to feel a little better. However, as soon as he fell to the ground, the wound on his arm was pulled again, and it seemed that blood was oozing out again.
At this time, the chaotic impact continued.
Rand, however, was silent.
Roland realized what might have happened, and he was shocked and couldn't help but shout, "Rand!
There was no answer.
"Rand, you answer me!"
Still no answer.
But the cacophony grew louder and louder, and gradually a murmur began to appear.
Roland carefully identified it and found that the voice was not Rand's!
Could it be that there is a third person here?
Gradually, the murmur became louder and louder, the voice was low, empty and distant, and it made people listen to a creepy feeling.
Laurie ...... Laurie...... There you are...... You're finally here......"
Laurie ...... Laurie...... I'll kill you...... I'll kill you...... Kill you!"
Roland carefully recognized the content of the voice, imagining the meaning of the words, and suddenly, there was a sudden sense of enlightenment, but then an ominous premonition rose in his heart: no!
It was pitch black, and Roland couldn't see anything clearly, his shoulders ached, and his arms were so numb that he couldn't lift them. Roland struggled to find the location of the steps and walked up, but the door to the cage was somehow closed again.
Because of the palpitations just now, Roland had a feeling of detachment at this time, and the iron door was also extremely heavy. Roland pressed all his strength on the top of the iron door, and finally smashed into a gap.
After Roland squeezed himself out of the cage, he felt something soft on the ground. He floated up a spell ball for lighting, and the dark blue shone into the dark room, making everything around him look particularly terrifying.
Then, Roland was completely shocked by the scene in front of him!