The darkness is constantly receding, the spiral staircase at Birmingham's feet is also becoming wider step by step, and the blue light point at the bottom has become clear, Birmingham touched the wall on one side, and the words of the black knight Erdos were most strongly confirmed, the touch of the wall was not the touch of white jade, it was rough to the touch, with some fine lines and small pores, just like human bones, but Birmingham knew that no one's bones would be so huge, except for giants and the mythical dragon. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cold wind seemed to pour up from the blue point of light, blowing Birmingham's clothes, the clothes that were not too thick were tightly attached to the body, and the steps became a little unsteady, and the wind became more and more urgent, like a beast roaring, making a perverse cry, echoing in the dark spiral staircase, stinging Birmingham's ears, and the doubts became more intense in the steps taken by Birmingham, especially when he was alone, that fear seemed to be infinitely magnified, and Birmingham suddenly felt a little nostalgic for the croaking of the undisciplined sword spirit at this moment.

However, no matter how much Birmingham misses Tina and Little Ellie, the spiral staircase finally came to an end unconsciously, and the blue points of light fell on Birmingham's eyes, perhaps it should not be called a point of light, because at the end of the spiral staircase was a huge hole, and the wind kept flowing up the hole, blowing Birmingham's hair.

The end of the spiral staircase is not connected to the hollow, but rather broken, and the crack is very smooth, as if it were naturally generated, but fortunately the height is still easy for Birmingham today.

The mind flowed, Birmingham had jumped down, some hard touch came from the soles of his feet, the whistling wind gradually amplified, the landing Birmingham carefully looked at everything in front of him, the top of his head was a pitch-black spiral staircase, lost the guidance of the blue light point, the spiral ladder seemed to be covered by a black curtain, it was impossible to see where he came down from, as for the hollow front is a passage more than two people high, the wall of the passage is carved with complex lines, Birmingham reached out to touch it, in addition to the rough touch, the rest is only the bone-chilling cold, people can't help but shiver。

"What a hell of a place. Birmingham touched the wall and walked slowly, and the darkness also stopped here, and a wild blue fungus glowed faintly, covering the top of the passage, looking like a long river of light winding through the channel.

There is only Birmingham alone in the deep passage, and although it seems a little lonely and lonely, Birmingham never wants to hear the second footsteps, but what he is afraid of is what he is.

A dull sound suddenly came from not far away, the passage was already narrow, this sound quickly entered Birmingham's ears through the help of the wall, Birmingham clenched the broken sword in his hand, after the battle with the black knight, the rust on the broken sword also fell off almost, but it also fell off the original blade, I really miss my family heirloom sword, I hope it is with Tina, looking at the potted broken sword, Birmingham sighed helplessly, but although the broken sword in his hand cannot fight against a strong enemy, it is better than nothing。

Birmingham, who comforted himself like this, bowed up, shrunk up like a cat, leaned closely against the passage on one side, and began to move his steps gently, and the broken sword in his hand also moved to his chest, if anyone is here, he will definitely exclaim Birmingham's actions at this time, the most typical cat step of the Ella army, also known as bow shrinkage concealment, can be said to be the skill that every Ella soldier should have, Birmingham may not have realized it himself, and the influence of his dead ghost father in his mouth has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

The sound was constantly amplified, and Birmingham, who was hunched over, kept chewing on the source of the sound, his body was not large, most likely a feline, but felines would not make such heavy steps, their steps should be softer.

The owner of the voice was depicted in his mind, and Birmingham gradually touched it, and a strange creature that he had never seen before appeared in Birmingham's field of vision.

The cat-like body kept wriggling, like a pink worm, and the four soft limbs hung on the ground, and the head of the creature could not be seen, maybe not at all, because the place of the head was a part full of folds, and the pink folds were constantly squeezing and wriggling, looking like the cavity of a creature, and the blue juice was also wrinkled and squirming continuously, and the passage was suddenly filled with a faint sweet smell, a bit like the smell of eggs.

Birmingham, who was inexplicably a little hungry, approached this strange creature, there was no expected attack, the pink limbs just rolled from time to time, and pieces of strange bumps also appeared on the pink leather surface, as if there was a living creature stretching its hands and feet inside, but it was true, because the warm leather surface began to cover a layer of light blue, and the wriggling body stopped rolling, and in the folded place, a sharp claw struggled to stretch out, then the head and the rest of the limbs, and when the slender tail shook in front of Birmingham's eyes, a small pale blueWith his front paws, the air around him also became cold, and a layer of frost began to spread, finally making the passage moon thicker a little.

As for the pink body, it was like a sphere that had been evacuated, and it was instantly suffocated, completely buried by the frost.

The nascent blue greedily breathed in the scent of the ice and snow in the passage, oblivious to the fact that a rusty broken sword had slashed behind him, the blade of which cut through the condensed air with a terrible sound, and the blue that had not yet roared was reduced to fine pieces of ice under Birmingham's sword.

From birth to death, this is the birth of the blue, and the last birth of a living body is this ice-like dead thing, and their life has only one goal, to destroy ultramarine.

Birmingham, who straightened his waist, did not stay on the broken ice for too long, and continued to walk deeper, but the sweet smell became more and more intense, and a pink body appeared in front of Birmingham without a trace of cover, like pork belly in a butcher shop, neatly stacked in the passage, but Birmingham did not want to eat pork belly, especially when he saw a wolf's head poking out of the meat roll, and the cold instantly covered Birmingham who was alone.

"It's bad luck. Birmingham, who showed a wry smile, rushed very quickly towards a blue that had not yet fully revealed his head, and the broken sword did not hesitate at all, and thrust it hard, the broken ice dispersed, and the blue fury in the small passage detonated with Birmingham's clean sword.