readx;? When Ian woke up, he was greeted by a faint flash of fire. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThis is a lamp, and the flame swayes weakly on the fuel, illuminating the quaint green bricks under the lamp. It was the only source of light, and all that remained was darkness, and he was enveloped in darkness, accompanied by endless silence.

Dizzy.

This was Ian's biggest feeling since he woke up. He didn't know why he was here, what about his team, what about his companions, shouldn't they still be looking for the king of the earth in the vast desert?

Ian struggled to remember what had happened. Their last memories were on the seventh day of the desert, when they avoided all creatures that could pose a threat to them, but failed to find any trace of the Earth Kings and the Dwarves.

Barton says that if they hadn't gone in the wrong direction, they would have found the dwarves.

Bowen said that they had already reached the deepest part of the Burial God Desert, and it stands to reason that the King of the Earth should be here.

Hilt asked if the magnetic needle was broken, causing them to go in the wrong direction.

Bernie says that it is possible for one magnetic needle to break, but it is impossible for several magnetic needles to break at the same time.

Greg, who has the most experience in hunting, says that magnetic needles are not a panacea and can be affected in many cases. However, when the magnetic needles are affected, the directions they point to are chaotic, but all their magnetic needles point to the same position, indicating that the magnetic needles have not been affected, which means that their positions have not been wrong.

Ivy wanted to ask if the dwarves had been wiped out. But before she could finish her sentence, she was glared back by the vicious eyes of the dwarf Barton.

"The dwarves can fall, but they will never be extinct. ”

That's what Patton said at the time.

After that-

Ian doesn't remember exactly, they seemed to have been hit by a sandstorm? But wasn't that a little bit earlier? No, no, they had two sandstorms. Barlow Stuart was not injured before the first encounter, and by the time of the second encounter he was already in need of help to walk.

Yes, they did suffer a second sandstorm. Then, there was no then, and when he became conscious again, he was already here.

Where was this? How long had he been unconscious? What about the others?

These are the three questions left for Ian now. Ian struggled to get up from the cold bricks, the guard and the metal box were still by his side, which made Ian slightly relieved, no matter what, his combat ability was still there.

The candle flickered slightly, but it didn't feel a bit of wind. It was as if it was a confined space, and the air passing through the nasal cavity smelled musty.

"Poof. ”

Ian threw a small red ball out, and the ball exploded after touching the brick wall, turning into a blazing flame, and the darkness retreated, and the light clinged to the brick wall, spreading deeper. Soon, Ian knew where he was, and as he had guessed, it was indeed a confined space, surrounded by walls made of blue bricks, with a great sense of age.

But it wasn't completely closed, he seemed to be in a hallway. The blue brick walls on both sides are about three meters apart, and the top and ground are also about three meters apart. But the front and back were empty, and the firelight could not reach farther, and when I looked up, it was only an endless darkness.

"What the hell is going on. ”

Ian muttered. One moment the memory was still in the desert, the next moment he was here, who brought him here, and what about his teammates?

He picked up his luggage and prepared to walk forward. Just as he was about to raise his hand, he felt some tingling in his arm, and he looked down to find that there was an additional wound on his arm at some point, and the blood spilling from the wound stained his sleeve a dark red. Fortunately, the wound has already scarred, and this injury is too insignificant compared to before. Ian suspected that the scar might have something to do with why he was here, and if he remembered correctly, he wasn't injured before he lost his memory, so it was probably the "person" who brought him here and hurt him.

Ian, I don't know what went wrong, I feel like I'm missing something, but I can't think of it.

That's it, there are enough things that bother him anyway, one more is not too much, and one less is not too much. As a hunter, you must be calm enough in any environment, not to mention that he is still a prince, if he is scared to pee his pants just because of this, it is simply a discredit to the previous kings of thorns.

Speaking of the Lord of Thorns.

What about Greg? With his experience, he must know something. It would be nice if he could be by his side.

Just as Ian was about to leave, he remembered something and turned to look at the flames on the lamp.

Who lit this lamp?

There is more than one lamp on the blue brick wall, and a new one every few meters. Ian didn't know exactly what age these lamps were, but they were certainly very old, and no oil could burn that long, so they must have been ordered later.

Who was that man? Why did he bring himself here? Did he take the others with him? Is he friend or foe? If he is an enemy, why doesn't he take his weapon? If he is a friend, why does he treat himself like this?

As he thought about it, more doubts came to his mind, and he felt a splitting headache. If I didn't guess wrong, I was also injured in the head.

"Be careful. ”

A familiar and unfamiliar voice came into Ian's ears, and Ian subconsciously turned his head and widened his eyes in surprise when he saw the comer.

Al Granger.

He was still wearing the clothes of the last night, standing on the scorching firelight, and his knife-like facial features were full of helplessness: "This time, I can't help you." ”

Before Ian could speak, the ball went out with another "poof". This latest technology from Alder has done everything it can. The darkness devoured the light again, storming the city and enveloping Ian in an instant, and only a small piece of the lamp was left in the pure land of light.

The Al vanished. It was as if he had never appeared, there was only a lonely darkness.

Ian wondered if he had the delusion. Despite his best efforts to keep himself calm, he was so nervous that his little finger was trembling. It's so weird, he's never been in a position like this, what the hell is going on?

Perhaps the heavens heard Ian's call, and finally, footsteps rang out in the silent hallway.

"Bang bang bang".

The sound reverberated through the narrow corridors, as if there were thousands of horses. Ian looked back and saw Bernie Granger's pale face emerging from the darkness.

"Oh my God. Ian breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally there's a living person, you-"

Poof!

The blade stabbed Ian in the lower abdomen.

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