Lynch, who was sitting in a chair, placed the lantern he had brought from the second floor in front of him on the long table in front of him, adding some light to the dark environment, and next to the lantern was a plate of bloody minced meat that had already stinked a little, and knives and forks were neatly placed on the side of the plate. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Originally, he wanted to go directly to the third floor and do it directly without saying a word, but after seeing the appearance of the monster opposite, Lynch gave up the idea of doing it directly.

The monster on the other side, which was also in the candlelight, was in human form, with a German face on his head, a faint black mist in the faint candlelight, looking at Lynch with a smile on his face, and the knife and fork in his hand were constantly sending the minced meat from the plate to his mouth.

Lynch was also looking at him, and after confirming that the other party was not disguised as this through some kind of deceptive ability, and that it was magically communicative, Lynch sat opposite it at the invitation of the monster opposite.

Out of the so-called table manners demanded by the other party, Lynch withdrew the long sword in his hand and the dagger in his other hand, of course, his right hand was shrunk into his sleeve, and inside was the delicate hidden blade that replaced the long sword as a weapon, and was accumulating a fatal blow.

Just kidding, you used to call me food, can I really be so polite to you?

The monster on the other side was eating endlessly, and although its eyes kept staring at Lynch, it didn't make any other movements.

This room was not what Lynch had expected, the place where the food was kept, there was still a ceiling above, the small space was almost crowded with a long table, and the remaining space around it was also filled with several rounds of bloody corpses, which was almost impossible to hold.

But with the help of the small candles scattered around and the lanterns placed beside him, Lynch could still clearly see the ladder leading to the upper level behind the monster.

Perhaps because of the monster sitting across from him, the light here was rigidly suppressed by the black mist and darkness, and there was not much lighting effect.

Lynch's other free hand rested on the tabletop, rubbing against the uneven, burr-dense but greasy rough tabletop, the foul smell of a plate of minced meat on the table under his face, and the rancid smell of the room itself, kept penetrating his nostrils, so that he lost patience.

Although he was more than willing to wait until the fatal blow was charged, the smell of the place and the non-stop chirping sound of the guy on the other side were really irritating.

"You're a lot like a guy I've seen. He spoke.

"Aren't you going to try to eat some?" Devon on the other side smiled, his mouth still didn't stop moving, and a little coagulated blood dripped onto the table with the opening of its mouth: "It's going to break if it's been left for too long, I can't eat it alone, and I don't want them to be atomized like this, it's too wasteful." And it's good for you too, and your meat will be delicious in the future. ”

"You know Devon, right?" Lynch didn't bother to answer the monster's question at all, and didn't want to follow its rhythm: "I've seen him, so I'm curious why you're pretending to be like him." ”

"You're funny, you don't look like someone who was sent here. The monster finally stopped, it stretched out its blood-soaked red tongue and licked its chin, and continued to stare at Lynch, "I'm Devon." ”

That's a lot of fun.

"Are there two Germans in the world?"

"Of course not. On the other side, Devon, who looked much more energetic than Devon in the gathering place, slowly provoked: "Did he send you here? ”

Saying that, it also shook its head pretentiously, with a look of pity: "If he is sheltering you guys now, you should know Dewen's strength." I am one and the same as him, and I am as strong as he is. I know what he knows, and I know what he doesn't. ”

"Two sides of the same body?" Lynch was a little surprised: "Talent?"

"Uh-huh......" The monster on the other side groaned, took a deep look at Lynch, lowered his head and looked at the scraps on his table, which should be said to be scraps: "Let me think about it...... You're the guy who came here to kill my fresh blood. ”

Don't change the subject.

"Damn it!" it stood up, the expression on its face twisted with anger, "Now you have more reason to be my food! I'm going to—"

"Calm down!" Lynch raised his hand on the table to make a gesture of persuasion: "We haven't finished talking yet, don't be in such a hurry to turn your face, you can answer me a few questions before eating me, so that my flesh may be better." ”

"What is the wisdom of thought? Forget it, that word sounds powerful, and your reasons are very convincing. The monster's anger was instantly stopped by Lynch's words: "What do you want to ask? ”

Lynch originally just wanted to try to delay some time for his fatal blow, but he didn't expect his words to be so useful, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Aren't you going to ask? The monster that had returned to his seat continued to stare at Lynch, his face hidden in the shadows expressionless, but his hand kept stuffing the food from the table into his mouth.

Putting aside the rest of his questions, Lynch asked the question he wanted to know the most: "What happened here?"

"So you're the new guy. Another Devon said indistinctly, its mouth stuffed with food: "It's very simple, a very strong guy appeared, it killed Igor, and then destroyed the already fragile order here, and then used Igor's ability to seal this place so that the news would not spread to the outside world, and that's it." ”

That's it? Lynch, who got the answer, frowned, which seemed a bit too simplistic: "I remember Devon told me before that there was more than one of them. ”

"Now there's only one left. ”

"There's only one left?" Lynch subconsciously repeated, then asked, "What kind of monsters are they?"

"They're not monsters. Devon shook his head, changed his gobbling throat, and then looked at Lynch again: "They're not like monsters, they're not like black mist." They're just like us. ”

Wow, Lynch raised his eyebrows, this is very informative, but since it is from the mouth of a monster, or a madman, he can't believe it all.

"I mean, have you ever seen them look like?"

"Of course I do. Devin nodded, "That's why he and I split into two." He couldn't bear the irritation, so he split himself and shared the pain with me. ”

"Stimulation?" Lynch couldn't help but subconsciously leaned over to Devin: "What stimulation?"

Devin was silent for a moment, and then suddenly grinned at Lynch, revealing the disgusting crumbs of minced meat in his mouth, accompanied by a hideous smile: "It's the excitement of seeing them." ”