The addition of Lin Qiu and the others instantly made up for the lack of combat effectiveness of the team, and the humanoid monsters that chased them to the point could no longer pose a threat, but the most critical problem was not solved - they still couldn't find a way to the cell. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm sure the Stitch Monster can change the structure of its body. Ravenhall said that they had just run all the way, maybe they were all going around in circles, and with the flesh wall covering the entire dungeon, every section of the road looked exactly the same, making it difficult to tell the way.

"Just burn this place down with a fire, right?" suggested the impatient Phoenix. In the world of monsters, there is a strict hierarchy system, and high-level monsters can scare off most of the lower-level monsters with their momentum alone, which is why Phoenix can scare off the demon tide with his gestures. And she naturally looked down on the stitching monster who didn't have this level.

Since it is an artificial monster created by alchemists in ancient times, it does not belong to either the human camp or the monster camp. However, its level of danger is at the first level of the S-class - at least in the eyes of most humans, the destructive power of stitching monsters and wurms or some beasts for some sake is first-class.

"It doesn't work. Ravenhall immediately dismissed Phoenix's proposal, and he was a well-deserved expert on the study of the Stitch Monster: "The note says that what we are trying to find is its heart, but no one has ever actually seen its heart. It stands to reason that it uses the heart of a human sacrifice, so I assume that the heart is about the same size as a human, and that it can withstand widespread destruction as long as it does its best to protect an area. ”

Ravenhall paused, he saw that Phoenix was full of disbelief, and continued: "Even if you were directly hit by that meteorite just now, it would take a lot of time to recover, right?

Even though Phoenix was unhappy, he had to agree with Ravenhall's statement.

"Wouldn't that be even more troublesome? If its heart was really the size of a human being, and with this unpredictable space, it would be enough for me to find it anywhere it wanted. Helena said.

"By the way, don't you have control over the matter around you, and you can just use the marker to help us open a path?"

"I think. Helena raised an eyebrow, "But these walls of flesh are living creatures, and I can't control them." ”

"So ruining the past along the way is the most feasible solution, right?" Phoenix suggested again, "It's all a matter of luck anyway, maybe we'll find it if we're lucky." ”

Seeing that the atmosphere was at an impasse again, Ravenhall deserved to say his guess: "Although the sacrifices have completely lost consciousness when they become stitching monsters, in some places they will still maintain their original obsessions. The last Stitcher hated alchemists, leading some to speculate that the heart of the last Stitcher was hidden on the same alchemy bench where it was born. ”

When the first Stitch Monster was born, it caused an uproar in various kingdoms, and in order to prevent the endless growth of this monster, the Alchemist Guild of various countries formed a force to crusade against the Stitching Monster. Ravenhall was glad that he had left the guild in a bad mood, otherwise he would have gone with the army to the Stitch Monster to die.

He had heard a lot about how to deal with the Stitching Monsters, and the alchemists at the time had developed a detailed plan for the location of the heart and how to kill the Stitching Monsters, and only after the kings of various countries and the presidents of the guild branches decided that the plan was feasible, they sent the temporary force to the Dead Realm.

Then, these alchemists, who thought they had mastered the method of defeating the enemy, were smashed into flesh foam by the flesh outside before they could enter the body of the stitching monster.

Now it seems that the person who has gone the furthest on the road of fighting the Stitch Monster is probably Ravenhall!

"But these are theories, aren't they?" Phoenix, however, has always looked down on theorists, and monsters have always been straightforward in their work—especially when she's just regained her strength and is trying to find a target to test the waters, "And their plans didn't work out at all!"

"That's because they don't have enough strength of their own!" Ravenhall argued against the alchemist profession, the essence of an alchemist is to live behind the scenes, create all kinds of tricky items, and fight monsters, which is a function that belongs only to knights. Although the alchemists who were sent there had been famous for a long time, they were not necessarily as good as ordinary soldiers in terms of hand-to-hand combat ability, and it was not surprising that they were killed by the stitching monsters: "But the methods they came up with with their minds were not necessarily wrong, and I later confirmed some of the claims that the stitching monster hated alchemists, and it did not devour the dead alchemists, but piled up their corpses in one place as if they were trophies!"

"Anyway, this thing just called me by my name again. Lin Qiu recalled that it was not until it was brought down by the meteorite that the continuous roar stopped: "If you want to say that the person Luthor hates the most, it should be me." ”

Ravenhall was noncommittal: "As far as I know, before the creation of the first Stitching Monster, the fanatical alchemists and the guards of some small prisons had a secret agreement, and every once in a while, they would send a group of prisoners to the alchemy laboratory, and they would conduct inhumane experiments on the monsters and prisoners...... The alchemy test bench is the place that carries the most hatred, so some people speculate that it will hide its heart on the alchemy test bench!"

"A place of hatred ......"

Ziegler muttered silently, and then blurted out with Lin Qiu: "The cell where he is being held!"

"Luthor was kept at the bottom of the dungeon, where all the felons stayed. These men were supposed to be put to death after the Church's trial, but the Empress and Bishop Anthony were at odds with each other, and the trial could not be carried out, so they had to stay there. ”

"That's good, but how are we going to go down?" Phoenix glanced contemptuously at the men, and after a long time of rounding, they were back to square one—not to mention whether they could still recognize the cell that had been completely covered in flesh, and now they couldn't even find their way to the lower levels.

"I have a way!" Lin Qiu said suddenly, just now, as if a spiritual light crossed his mind: "Since Luther hates me and this cell so much, I guess he thought about killing me before he was devoured by the stitching monster." ”

"So what?"

Lin Qiu didn't answer Phoenix, but suddenly shouted in a loud voice: "Hey, Luther, I'm Tyre Cyleus, your takeaway has arrived, please come out and get it!"

After shouting, the dungeon was silent for more than ten seconds, and just as Phoenix was about to laugh at Lin Qiu's self-inflicted cleverness, the surrounding flesh walls suddenly pulled out violently, and for a while, countless flesh buds rose out from all directions, and smashed in Lin Qiu's direction desperately.

"Mention ...... Er!"

The monster's low roar came from somewhere in front of the men.