Makoto sighed secretly and said in his heart, "Elena seems to be a person with a story. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ’

Thinking of Elena falling into the water by the Revenant Lamp, and comparing the current situation, Makoto has several dark stories in his head.

Of course, this is obviously impossible to ask, and the blackened Elena looks dangerous.

The sound of chains in front of him grew clearer and clearer, and as Makoto watched Elena's armor slowly recover on its own, a light lit up in the corner ahead.

Elena glanced around the corner, turned back to Makoto and said, "Be careful. ”

It is an underground cavern that is only a third of the size of its predecessor, but it is covered by a small area of seawater, and all but one waterway is shrouded in a single structure.

Unlike the brick walls that grew on the island, which belonged to Makoto's memory, here were rough fortifications made of irregular stones.

Through the gaps, Makoto could even see the flickering firelight inside.

And the sound of the chains came from within.

Elena seemed to be familiar with the place, and led Makoto to the left a few steps before crossing a broken stone bridge and entering it.

Elena suddenly regained her memory, and she didn't know if it should be a good thing or a bad thing, but she didn't know if it was an illusion of sincerity, and he always felt that Elena seemed to be a different person.

Although Makoto doesn't know the soul at all, at least he thinks that a person's soul should be the most difficult to change, but the transformation of Elena's soul fire seems to have changed even the soul, and the action is much more decisive.

Especially when holding the sword, Elena used to hold the sword with both hands and the sword held in front of her, but now she directly grasps the sword in her right hand and points obliquely at the ground.

Although Makoto knew that Elena had memorized a set of swordsmanship that could be used with the heavy sword, a person's habits should not be so easy to change.

In particular, Makoto felt a sense of self-confidence from Elena, a kind of naturalness.

Although Elena used to hold a sword and wear heavy armor, her temperament was not like a warrior, but like an ordinary person, and there was not much difference between her temperament and Cheng's. At most, there are some habits that are defined by Makoto as aristocratic temperament.

But now it is different, Elena seems to have really become a knight, and this obviously cannot be explained by the state of entering the rank alone.

However, his attitude towards Makoto has not changed, which is perhaps the best thing to do.

The room is not a hall, but an arc-shaped passage less than two meters wide.

Elena paused here, pointed to the right and said, "Now we separate, you go to the right." ”

She looked at the short dagger that Makoto held in her hand and said, "There should be a better weapon on the right than this thing in your hand." Be careful, though, if you run into an undead who is missing an arm, it's best to run away. ”

"He's the king of those two dry corpses?"

"No, but the innate abilities he gained after entering the rank are dangerous, and they can directly damage the soul. ”

"It was really scary. ”

Makoto's face was already hard to see, but it didn't change at this time.

The sound of chains grew louder and louder on the left, and Elena glanced at it and said, "Let's go." ”

Alone on the road,Cheng is a little uncomfortable.,There's always a sense of depression that was left behind because of poor strength.,Obviously, before I came down.,I still have a sense of superiority.。

There was a clash of swords and iron behind her, and Elena quickly met her opponent, and Makoto, who realized that she hadn't finished the fight in the first place, immediately quickened her pace.

The sea water swayed in his stomach, making him feel sick and uncomfortable.

When he started running, the passage here naturally came to an end quickly, and an open stone door appeared in front of him.

It was a small room of about fifty square meters, with a mess of weapons and tattered armor and even a dried corpse, and nothing else.

It's a storage room, but it's all about broken copper and iron.

Makoto could tell at a glance that the equipment here should not be much higher than the dagger in his hand.

Makoto is obviously not satisfied here.

As for the corpse, it was a dead body with a broken right leg and a rusty iron spear stuck diagonally in the corner of the wall in its chest.

He didn't have any aura of death on him, and Makoto didn't even react to a drop of seawater thrown at him, indicating that he was completely dead.

"I don't know if he's one of the six that Elena mentioned. But speaking of which, the necromancers here seem to be all dried corpses. ”

Looking at the rags on the corpse, Makoto became more and more curious about the original identity of Elena in black heavy armor, and he didn't know what kind of identity she was here in the first place.

"But now is not the time to think about these things, Elena specially supported me, I don't know why, does she think that even if I bring SH water, I can't help her?"

Because there were really very few rags here, after glancing at it, Makoto almost immediately knew how many weapons he could use.

A short sword, and a scimitar, although there are indeed two long swords, but judging from the rust, Makoto knows very well that the thing is infused with its own corrosive power, not to mention that it can be broken by simply wielding it.

Quickly picking up the dagger and scimitar, Makoto hurried back.

The sound of the battle ahead had faded away, and it had taken less than two minutes from Makoto's arrival to his return, but the battle seemed to be over.

"Why doesn't Elena even want to wait for these two minutes, could it be that there is a secret here that she hasn't told?"

An arm that had been chained through lay on the road, apparently the source of the sound of chains that had been heard earlier.

"Dry corpse's arm, but nothing else. ”

Then he ran forward for more than a hundred meters, and Makoto was suddenly stunned and remembered something that should have been impossible.

The wall that was supposed to be made of rough stone turned into an ordinary brick wall at some point. The most important thing is that he thinks about it carefully, since he ran all the way, it seems that he has not encountered the stone bridge that originally came in.

"Oh no! It's complicated. ”

He stopped, looked at the flickering light on the torches on the wall in front of him, and for a moment felt at a loss.

He turned and ran back. The arm behind him that was supposed to exist was gone.

Just like a horror movie, Makoto is also caught in the predicament of the ghost hitting the wall that the protagonist will encounter.

However, unlike those protagonists, it is not a living person who is now hitting the wall, but a ghost, a ghost.

Cheng sighed helplessly, and said secretly: "If it's an opponent, it's fine, but if it's a phenomenon, it's miserable." ”

Cheng is not afraid of the undead, but he is not confident that he can face the supernatural, because even in the face of advanced undead, you attack the past is nothing more than hitting or not hitting, but if it is a phenomenon, maybe there will be a third possibility, you are constantly whipping yourself.

He held the scimitar in his hand and whispered, "Even the worst must be a phenomenon caused by the undead, otherwise the pure phenomenon is too dangerous." Could it be that this is why Elena acted on her own?"

He took a light breath, and suddenly remembered the storage room he had entered, and said secretly, "So what will happen there?"

Thinking of the dried corpse stabbed in the corner, Makoto felt that he should go back and take a look.