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After walking a dozen steps, I turned my head to look at the entrance of the cave, which was like a small dot out of reach, radiating a ray of hope.

But it was about to be extinguished, and Alleyn sighed as he continued on his way. The sword in his hand was trembling uncontrollably, but it was actually his hand shaking.

After a few more steps, Alleyne felt that something was wrong, and the feeling coming from his feet was a little different from before.

The walls on both sides seem to have changed, and the air smells warm and humid, but instead of giving people a sense of security, they feel uncomfortable.

What the hell is going on?Ellen suddenly remembered that the village chief had given him a torch earlier. He took out the flint and tint, and wiped it a few times. He cursed in disgust, almost going insane.

The boundless darkness was like a torrent that would swallow him up, but what scared Alleyne even more was the fear in his heart.

Ever since he entered the cave, he had not dared to come out of the cave, because of the fear in his heart - with a hint of awe.

Maybe it was the Saint King Leon who invisibly influenced me? Ellen clutched the Hero's Badge tightly in the darkness, secretly cheering himself up.

With a snap, the torch was finally lit.

The faint light of the fire, although not far, was enough. By the light, Alleyne was surprised to find himself in a large room flanked by fences, like ...... A dungeon.

Wooden fences, potholed ground, and water droplets that constantly drip from the ceiling.

A series of questions crossed his mind in an instant: Who locked them in? Who released them? Or did they get out on their own? The key question is, who were they, and why were they locked up?

None of these questions were answered. But one thing is for sure, whoever enters this dungeon is a mistake. Maybe there will be something invisible inside.

Alleyne felt like he had stepped into a no-go zone, a no-go zone that couldn't be mentioned. There's something in there, there's no doubt about it. But what is it that makes the Holy King Leon so troubled?

He took a few more steps. The sound of clear footsteps traveled far away, reflecting off the walls on both sides and back, forming a faint echo that sounded like a ghost scream.

Trembling, Alleyne suddenly stepped on something under his feet, a round, bony thing, which I stepped on and did not move.

In an instant, the hairs on his body stood on end. All sorts of bad thoughts crossed his mind. Alleyne raised his sword and shuddered as he moved the torch to his waist.

When he saw what it was, he hurriedly took a few steps back, and the torch fell from his hand.

The bleak and lifeless eyes looked at him hollowly, and the dead man grinned, and the paralyzed skeleton pointed straight in. A few small bugs crawled out of the cracks in his ribs and fled in a panic.

The village chief's words rang in Aren's mind for a moment: That...... It's a devil's cave! a devil's cave that you can't get out of if you go in!"

It was- it was a white bone!

The eerie skeleton glowed with a hair-raising sheen, and those eyes seemed to destroy Aren's will, causing him to drop his sword and flee.

"Smack!" Although his legs were still shaking, Alleyne raised his hand with difficulty and slapped himself hard.

As a person who travels south and north, is not afraid of the earth, and is not afraid of holding a hero badge and a mercenary certificate, he is actually afraid of a skeleton?

Alleyne froze, kicking the skull away. Without the feeling of being targeted by death, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to go inside, Alleyne stood still. The fear in my heart exploded and permeated my whole body. He only felt cold in his hands and feet.

What was that sound just now? In addition to my own heartbeat, there was a sound -- a heavy wheezing sound. This is the sound that Alleyne had heard in the forest, and it was a characteristic sound made by predators!

A warm, moist gas rushed from ahead, and Alleyne didn't even want to draw his sword and stab forward.

Perhaps it was because people in desperate situations could always gain extra strength, and his sword must not be light, because the other party howled in pain, and the sound was comparable to the distant thunder of winter.

Alleyne staggered back a few steps, the numbness in his hands impressing me with the guy opposite.

The creature seemed to be clad in a layer of metal armor, and Alleyne's best efforts seemed to only pierce his skin.

When Alleyne finally saw the guy hiding in the shadows, he almost wanted to get down on his knees and pray. The man in front of him - no, he can't be a human being at all!

It was more than a head taller than Aryne, its skin was turquoise, and its hideous, cloudy eyes looked at Alleyne viciously.

It had a foul stench in its mouth, and it had fangs more than twice as long as the boar's, and around its waist - was that a fig leaf?

Although such a discordant thing came out of the air and made the nerves in Ellenn's head twitch slightly, but at this moment he couldn't laugh at it.

The sword seemed to pierce the skin of its chest, but since the flesh of this guy was comparable to armor, Alleyne didn't stab it in the vital point.

Hope burned in Aren's heart that if I could hurt him, I could kill him too!

The big guy was visibly enraged, and he waved his stick like crazy, shouting a language that Alleyne didn't understand. If his mouth is still a mouth, howling is still a language.

Alleyne didn't give him a chance to attack again, and directly sent all the five crossbow bolts in the crossbow into his heart along the wound just now.

Alleyne didn't know what the physiology of this guy was, but that should be enough to kill him.

Sure enough, the big guy snorted, and his stick-wielding hand suddenly stopped stiffly in the air, and his fat body fell to the ground, motionless.

With his sword in both hands, Alleyne carefully kicked him in the head. The big guy should be dead and didn't react at all.

Alleyne slowly put down the sword in his hand, straightened his waist, and a self-consoling smile crossed the corner of his mouth: "It turns out that this is what was put in the dungeon, it doesn't seem to be very good, how can you compete with someone like me?"

Keep going...... It's the kind of guy along the way, and every time Alleyne's heart stops beating for a second.

It's so scary, a big monster jumps out of the dark dungeon passage and roars in your ear, and anyone will go crazy.

But after killing a few more of them, Alleyne got used to the big guys with a faint green glow.

Turning a corner, going down the stairs, smashing a wooden door, three or four more guys came out. Lifeless eyes, stiff arms, waving wooden sticks.

In the silence, Alleyne felt the malice they revealed. He clenched the charging repeater in his hand, which was a little difficult to deal with.

Alleyne suddenly felt that something was wrong. In addition to the rancid smell of monsters, there was also a faint fragrance in the air.

A smell that is reassuring when you smell it, just like the smell of the big sister next door patting your head to comfort you, makes people feel safe for a moment.

Alleyne froze in place for a moment, monsters, treasures, Saint King Leon, and hero badges...... It's all gone.

It was as if he had returned to Zenda, and saw the familiar gray city wall, the bearded Kai instructor, the Suke greeting guests with a spring breeze, and the slave trader Ramon with a dagger in his hand.