After about ten minutes of travel, Weng Tianyang and his party passed through the dark and cramped passage and came to a high platform. It is more appropriate to say that it is not so much a high platform as a cliff.

Weng Tianyang lay on the edge of the cliff and poked his head out to look down. Not far below the cliff, about ten meters or so, is another high platform, and further down, it is shrouded in an unknown fog that makes it impossible to see what is below. But what is certain is that falling is definitely a dead end.

Weng Tianyang got up and looked around, and the rest of the people approached the edge of the cliff regardless of their image at this time, He Chenglin was okay, standing on the edge of the cliff and looking, Lu Lingyu was kneeling on the edge of the cliff, holding the stone, only showing his head, and Lu Lingfeng was like Weng Tianyang, lying on the ground, only showing his eyes and looking down.

When the others got up to pat the dust off their clothes, Weng Tianyang waved not far away.

It turns out that there is a section of stone stairs here that is not easy to detect, and looking at the trend, it probably leads to the high platform below.

Anyway, there was no other way to go, so they couldn't go back after only ten minutes of walking, so the group decided to explore the high platform below

The stone steps are uneven, abruptly growing on the craggy stone wall, and the abyss is under your feet.

Although it is only about ten meters away, it takes five or six minutes to walk for safety reasons.

When Weng Tianyang and his entourage came to the second high platform, they found that there were already two people standing on the edge of the cliff looking down. That's right, it was Chen Long and Laporte, because Laporte chatted with Chen Long a little more, so he happened to meet Weng Tianyang and his party who came down from above. The two teams met victoriously, corresponding to the left and middle lanes in the original cave, and under this high platform, there is also another high platform, which probably corresponds to the rightmost road.

Although Chen Long and Laporte were very surprised when they saw Weng Tianyang and them coming down from above, they were only surprised. Under the leadership of Weng Tianyang, everyone found a section of dark stone steps again in the same position. Same touch, same location.

When you go down a little further, things below the cliff become a little clearer, and you can see that at the bottom of the cliff, there is an ancient city, presumably the so-called Temple of Cthulhu.

Since they didn't meet Chris and his party, they must have gone down, thinking of this, and thinking of what Chris might know, everyone had to speed up their pace slightly, for fear that they wouldn't even have some soup after they went down.

When you come to the main entrance of the ancient city, you will find how huge and magnificent the ancient city is in front of you. Walking around the ancient city, at least half a day, or on the premise of not making any stops.

"Over there, left or right?" Lu Lingfeng asked.

"Left. ”

"Right. ”

Weng Tianyang and Chen Long said almost at the same time.

The two of them were almost going to do it. Laporte looked helpless, mediated and said, "It's okay, don't quarrel because of the choice of road, or go to the right." ”

With Laporte's support, Chen Long puffed up his chest, like a cat grabbing food, and strode to the right. And Weng Tianyang followed behind dejectedly. Lu Lingyu walked past Laporte and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, that's how they are. ”

Laporte nodded and replied:

"Well, I understand. ”

After talking about the progress on Chen Long's side, let's talk about the monk on the other side of the world, compared to the smooth and smooth progress on Chen Long's side, the situation on the monk's side is critical. There are only about a dozen people left in the base now, and none of the areas are safe. Monsters roam the base, even the monitoring room. The monk is hiding in the base, he has been injured a lot, and he is hiding in God's secret base to repair. Remember the 12-member squad mentioned above where you can share the power? Now there are only six left, and each of them has grown to the point of SCP Level 3 personnel, and is forming a team to hunt down the other participants. Now the only ones who can pose a threat to them are the monsters that are getting stronger, and now, they are eyeing the monk and searching nearby.

The monk stared at the surveillance, and four more people were hunted by them, and they were getting closer and closer to their positions. There seems to be a perception system among them, and the secret doors and secret rooms along the way have been found by them, and none of them have been missed.

It's not that the monk brags about himself, the monk thinks that he is absolutely the best in terms of carefulness, but without God's hand-drawn map, he asked himself that it would be impossible to find all the secret rooms on the road. In the past few tens of minutes, the monk's injuries have been almost dealt with, and he probably knows who this strange team is in the perception department. The problem is how to kill the other five within an hour of killing the Perception system, if an hour passes, then they will become stronger and have the ability to perceive the system.

It didn't take long for them to come to the outside of the monk's secret room. It didn't take much effort for them to find the mechanism and open the chamber. The monk had already left, and before he left, he had packed up his room.

The six-member team did not let their guard down because there was no one in the room, and they cautiously walked into the secret room, searching every corner of the secret room.

There is a notebook with SCP-343 on it. The leader of them carefully looked through the notes, and found that they were all records of God's conversations with the staff in the base, and it didn't look like a fake.

Knowing that this was nothing more than a base for SCP containment, the team relaxed a little, intending to take a break before continuing to hunt down the monk.

"This guy can run, he first followed us, and then we found out and led us to fight with another team, he's a talent. One of the men said, eating a can.

"It's a talent, let's see if we can win it over, and we can consider cooperation in the future. The man sitting in front of the surveillance answered.

"Don't think about it so much, empty this base first, and make sure we have a rating. We're almost in the top 10 now. The man who had just flipped through his notes said.

At this moment, the door of the secret room suddenly opened, because when they broke into the secret room before, the monitoring was destroyed by themselves, and naturally they didn't find that the monk had already arrived outside the secret room. After the monk threw a few ** into the secret room, he quickly closed the door of the secret room.

After a few "booms", the gate was opened, and there were now only five people left in the original six-person team, and the five people who came out were still wounded and bombed into Africans.

After pushing the door open, there was no one in the corridor, but the monk poked his head out from the end of the corridor and fired a shot with an RPG.

"I'm gam!" the leader of the five-man team stretched out his hands forward, and a transparent shield enveloped everyone.

After the smoke of gunpowder, the leader's face turned a little pale, and he couldn't bear to resist a few ** plus an RPG.

"Rush and kill him!" the leader roared and rushed towards the monk. Others followed with a roar.

The corridor of more than ten meters is not long, but it is not short, but the monk dropped the RPG and took out a Gatling to shoot at the "death squad" in front of him.

"Gan!" roared the leader, hard against the overdraft body to open the shield at the front.

When the leader couldn't support it, he gradually lost his strength and was swept into a sieve, and the other four finally got close.

They are already in a state of extreme anger at this time, after all, no one will be in a good temper if they are thrown a few ** plus RPG Gatling bombardment in turn when they are eating Zhengxiang.

Under the premise of extreme anger and confidence in their own strength, the attacks of the four people were uncooperative, just punching and punching.

Not to be outdone, the monk sacrificed his vajra appearance, and aimed at the unlucky ones who arrived first was a fierce bombardment.

Although the remaining four people are all attacking, and their abilities are also strange, I don't know why, after hitting the monk, the monk in front of him did not have a trace of injury, but the person who was hammered by the monk was a little unbearable.

The monk is attacking and attacking at this time, not defending against their raindrops of fists at all, having S-class armor is self-confidence, and this armor did not disappoint him, allowing him to gain the upper hand under the first face.

"It's this robe, and the robe on his body is extremely defensive, attacking his head with all his might. ”

After being discovered, the monk relied on the advantage of the first round, but he was able to fight back and forth with them, after all, one person has been crippled and the others have to protect him, and the monk only needs to protect his head, and the four people in front of him also have not light injuries, and they can't bear the monk's punch wherever they are strong.

The battle situation seemed to be a little anxious, and the monk relied on his equipment advantage to fight to a draw with four stronger people.

"Hey, San'er, don't you have a magic method, the damage to the bald donkey should be greater, try. ”

As he spoke, three of the four attacked the monk and forcibly pressed the monk at the cost of his own injuries, making him powerless to deal with the other. After a short period of preparation, the other man's body was blazing with black flames, his eyes turned blood-red with a wild run, and his hands were clenched into fists, and he punched the monk's head.

"Amitabha, donor, turn back to the shore. ”

I saw that the vajra law behind the monk was fierce at this time, and he pulled out his hand and punched him solidly. After the punch, both of them took dozens of steps back, and the Vajra Law became a little more transparent.

"Amitabha, it's just a small skill of carving insects. But when the monk finished speaking, a demonic flame suddenly burst out on his body and spread around, and the black flame continued to erode the monk's vajra appearance, wanting to break through the monk's protection and infect the monk.

The monk sat still, muttering something in his mouth, and the vajra phantom also condensed a little, but the demon flame showed no signs of weakening, and the monk's face became more and more pale, as if he couldn't hold it anymore.

The other three withdrew and came to the side of "San'er", who had fallen to the ground.

The man who had just come up with the idea widened his eyes and asked:

"How did I not know you were so fierce?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know what's going on. After the punch hit him just now, I felt an inexplicable force in him, draining all the demonic flames in my body, and now, I can only lie here. Is this the hostile relationship between darkness and light?"

When the jaws of these four people were stunned, the monk on the side couldn't support it, and a trace of demonic flame penetrated the magic phase and pierced into the monk's body. Eventually, the Vajra phase collapsed, but at the same time, demonic flames burst out from the inside out, engulfing the monk and his surroundings. A figure emitting golden light revealed black flames, it was the brocade robe that was still struggling to support, although the golden light was strong, but sooner or later it would run out.

Monk, dangerous.