The two of them searched the vicinity, and this strange space was strange in every sense of the word, where there was no movement at all, and only endless darkness was met. The pen and the fun www.biquge.info are more peaceful than the cemetery, and the tranquility is terrifying. No matter how you look at this space, you will find that this is simply not a place that exists on the continent of Arad.

Maffeo hit his head on something woody, rubbing his forehead to ease the pain. When he looked at the woody object with his eyes again, his expression became dumbfounded.

"Marcos, I think I found something. Maffeo shouted.

Marcos hurried over from not far away, and when he saw the woody object clearly, he was also surprised.

What came into the sight of the two of them was the outline of a small wooden house, and the wood-like object was one of its doors.

"God, I think we should go in and have a look. Marcos said slowly.

"It's weird, isn't it? Maffeo wiped his eyes, trying to make sure what he was seeing was real.

Marcos cautiously pushed the door open, and the moment he stepped into the cabin with one of his feet, the lights suddenly lit up in the room, which he couldn't reach. This startled Marcos, and when he came to his senses, several magic lamps hanging on the wall came into view. Surprised, Marcos stepped into the house, and Maffeo followed closely behind him.

The cabin couldn't have been more shabby, there was only a table that looked very old, and nothing else. When I walked to the table, I could clearly see a very scribbled painting placed in the middle of the table.

Marcos picked up the painting and painted it with a simple hammer. Marcos was a little confused, he didn't understand what the painting was trying to convey. "I don't really know what the painting is trying to say. ”

"Maybe it's telling us to smash the walls here?" Maffeo thought, looking at the painting.

"I think you're probably right. With that, Marcos drew his sword, and then walked over to the wooden wall and smashed it with the hilt.

A black stone appeared in the crumbling wooden wall, and at that moment, the ghostly hands of the two began to stir again.

"I think we've done the commission. Marcos restrained his ghostly hand.

"Is that this black stone?"

Marcos didn't reply, he gripped the black stone with his ghostly hand. The stone suddenly shook and exuded a dark aura, and beads of sweat began to ooze from Marcos's face, and he pressed his right hand the ghost's hand, and it could be seen that the black stone was the source of the ghost's restlessness

The dark aura gradually ceased to emanate from the stone, and the ghost hands of the two gradually calmed down. The black stone also fell silent at this time, just like an ordinary stone.

"It should be fine. Marcos wiped the sweat from his face and placed the black stone in his pocket.

"Here, drink some water, you look terrible. Maffeo tossed the jug to Marcos, who took it and began to drink wildly.

"Thanks! We've got to find a way to get out of here. Marcos tossed the kettle back to Maffeo.

"I don't know if it will be useful to go outside, but I can try to bring it. Maffeo removed two magic lamps from the wall and handed one to Marcos.

After the two of them hung the magic lamp on their waists, there was a roar outside the cabin.

"It's the damn thing again. Maffeo heard it in his ears.

"Well, we can see what these guys are. Marcos moved his wrist, then picked up his knife and prepared to rush out.

Marcos used the crack in the door to observe the movement outside, and in the faint light of the magic lamp, he could faintly see a group of dark figures surrounding the silhouette of a group of human figures outside. He paused, then slammed the door open, and in that moment, the shadows screamed and pounced. The black sword emitted several sword qi, accompanied by a sound of tearing flesh and blood, and several black shadows shook and fell to the ground. The smell of decay once again permeated the nostrils of the two.

At this time, the black shadows had already leaned over, and under the light, the two finally saw the appearance of these guys clearly. Maffeo had to gasp, the creatures had the silhouette of a human, their gray bodies covered in rotting flesh, their eyes red, and their mouths filled with disgusting saliva.

"God, what the hell is this?"

"Zombies, these guys are out of their minds, let them get rid of it sooner, Maffeo. Marcos finished slashing at a zombie.

Maffeo swallowed, and after a psychological struggle, he tightened his grip on his greatsword.

They are pitiful, and they are terrifying, like a man who is about to starve to death sees a sumptuous feast, and at this time they can't wait to swallow the flesh and blood of the two humans in front of them.

A pair of rotting hands grabbed Maffeo's shoulders, and Maffeo's heart was cold, and a zombie in front of him took the opportunity to pounce. At the critical moment, Maffeo hit the zombie behind him with his elbow, and then slashed off the arm of the zombie in front of him without stopping for half a minute. Even in this case, this group of irrational zombies still wants to devour the humans in front of them. Even if both legs and feet are cut off, they will drag their rotting bodies towards you.

After swinging the sword again and again, after the sword collided with the flesh and blood again and again, everything here returned to calm, and only two gasping figures remained.

"It's finally settled, I don't want to come back to this place a second time. Maffeo clung to his sword, gasping.

Marcos crouched down to examine the zombies' bodies, and after a moment, a look of disbelief appeared on his face. "Dude, I don't think it's going to be that simple. ”

"What do you mean?"

"You see, this necklace is on these poor fellows. Marcos tossed an emerald necklace to Maffeo.

"So, is there anything special about this necklace?" Maffeo looked at the necklace for a long time, and he didn't see anything wrong.

"There's a good chance this necklace is an elf's. ”

"What? how could it be ......?" Maffeo's eyes widened.

"Do you remember Sothia, the proprietress of the Moonlight Tavern?"

"Remember, what's wrong?"

"She has a necklace that looks exactly like this one, and she's a real elf. Marcos rubbed his head, trying to clear his mind.

"So, these damn zombies ......" Maffeo still seemed incredulous.

"Yes, there's a good chance that these guys are the elves who disappeared after the Great Fire of the Gran Forest. ”

"Dude, if that's the case, then ......" Maffeo was a little stunned for a moment.

"Anyway, it's a clue, and we're going to have to find a way to get out of here first. Marcos carried the necklace in his pocket.

It wasn't easy to find a way out of such a dark environment, but at least now the two of them had magic lamps to illuminate. Maffeo was right, the magic lamps seemed to have an inexhaustible magical power, and after leaving the cabin and fighting, they still shone with the only light in the darkness.

Just when the two of them were at a loss, the space around them began to distort as if it had seen through their minds. Marcos showed a hint of joy and said, "Well, we're really lucky. ”

The space began to twist rapidly, just as the two of them had come.

Cold snowflakes lapped on the faces of the two of them, and they looked around, and the slightly familiar environment came into their eyes.

"I think this is where we came from. Marcos looked around.

"It's really strange that the environment here has changed back to the way it used to be. ”

"That's right, and the ghost hand doesn't react agitatedly. Marcos glanced at his ghost hand. He looked at the magic lamp on his waist again, which was now extinguished.

It was as if it had never existed here, and everything here seemed like it was normal.

"So, what are we going to do next?" said Maffeo with his hand to the snowflake.

"Let's go back to Huttonmar first, I think I need to sort it out, it's all unbelievable. Marcos looked up at the silver-gray sky.