"Squeak-"

The large iron door, which was about to fall off, was pushed open, and the sound could be heard far away in the silence. Outside the iron gate www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion is a darkness, through the faint street lamp in the garden, you can see that a barren sheep intestine path extends forward, there is no end in sight, in the dark, a few crows screamed sadly, many people involuntarily shrank their heads. This eerie absolute silence is an irrepressible source of fear.

I don't know how long no one has walked on this path, it is covered with dust, and there are many footprints of different old and new that it is impossible to tell the time, but there are several rows of footprints on the top that are particularly clear, it should be that someone has been here before, looking at the new and old footprints, at most there are three or five years apart. One of the staggering footprints was very special, and Mark subconsciously took a closer look, this person should be a left lame.

At this time, everyone subconsciously stopped, compared to walking into the unknown darkness, the garden with light behind them did not seem unacceptable. The leader of the qi warrior named Billon suddenly spoke: "Now whether we go forward or stay in this damn garden, let's discuss it!"

Hearing Billen's question, everyone looked at each other a few times, and they were all silent, and no one knew how to choose at this time.

At that moment, a soldier suddenly pointed in one direction and shouted in horror: "Look! look!"

In the garden, looking at them from the angle of the moment, a corpse that had been left behind by them that had sucked all its vitality suddenly began to melt strangely, yes! It was melting, in the process of melting, the face that was pale, almost skinny, suddenly raised, looking at the direction of the crowd and showing a strange smile, only then did everyone find that his eyes were actually black holes, nothing, but gave people the feeling of being watched by something.

Fear suddenly spread through the crowd, and the people who were still standing inside the door subconsciously took a few steps back. Looking inside the garden in horror. Maria didn't know when her little hand had been tightly clasping Mark's arm, and the whole person was attached to Mark's body, but Mark didn't notice it. Both hands were clenched tightly, and the palms of the hands were full of sweat.

"Gotta got—" The chatter of teeth was heard distinctly in the deathly silence. Tyne, who had greeted Mark earlier, spoke, "I think- I think we'd better move on!

Mark glanced at his wrinkled face, silver-white hair, and cloudy eyes, all indicating that he was at least two hundred years old. But fortunately, he was a strong warrior, so he survived, but the handsome face before had been replaced by vicissitudes and wrinkles.

"I think we should move forward, too!" another voice quickly chimed in.

"Me too!"

“......”

Where did those who had originally intended to stay dare to stay here at this moment? After a simple round of voting, it was unanimously agreed to move on. So the team walked through the big iron gate and embarked on this barren road that I don't know how many years it has existed, and I don't know how many people have walked.

Walking out of the iron gate, Mark led Maria to the end as usual. When he took a few steps, his heart suddenly moved, and when he looked back, he found a small signboard above the iron gate, and on the signboard were written four large rusty characters - Death Garden. There was a blood-colored face in front of the signboard, and when Mark looked over, the eyes on the face suddenly moved, and he looked at Mark, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, his lips were closed, and he said a few words.

Although there was no sound, Mark still guessed what the face wanted to say from the change in mouth shape: No return!

Just when Mark wanted to take a closer look, a large black fog suddenly spread, and in just a few seconds, the big iron gate disappeared from Mark's sight, leaving only the "point of no return" ahead.

"Brother, what did you see just now?" asked Maria, who followed Mark and looked at the strange look on his face.

"Oh, nothing, just think- it's weird here!" Mark considered not telling Maria about the situation, lest she get any more nervous.

Although the road is dark, it is not difficult for wizards, illumination is the simplest and most practical kind of witchcraft, and almost every wizard has dabbled in it. Four or five wizards in the team put the illumination spell above their heads, and they could see it clearly within a radius of more than ten meters.

From time to time, a few crows could be heard in the black fog on both sides of the road, and no matter how bright the illumination was, it was impossible to see what was in the black fog. This leaves everyone with no choice but to follow the straight path.

There was no sound in my ears except for the sound of messy footsteps. At this time, it seemed that everyone had lost the courage to speak and looked around nervously. All the roads traveled will quickly be shrouded in black fog, and there will be no going back!

At this moment, Mark finally began to regret that he had entered this strange place on impulse. In the current situation, it can only go one way to the dark.

"Ahh

"Why are we going according to the designer's arrangement? This is a place where we haven't seen anyone go out in years! Maybe the darkness on the side of the road is the only way out for us! Who will go in with me to explore? At least we can know what's in the darkness!"

"Seymourhan, don't be impulsive!" another strong warrior reached out to pull him back to the group, but Seymourhan's body shrank, and his back was already clinging to the black mist that was churning but no one dared to approach.

In just a few minutes, the results of the negotiation came out, and there were two people in the team who were willing to act as pioneers and go into the darkness to investigate, one was Seymour Han, and the other was an old wizard apprentice, who was fortunate not to have died in the Garden of Death, and now he seemed to have little hope of getting out safely.

A long rope was tied around the two of them to pull them back if they found something wrong, and watching them be consumed by the darkness, Mark suddenly remembered the guinea pig in the lab.

Maybe next time, or next time, it will be my turn, right?" Mark thought sadly, feeling powerless. When everyone was paying attention to the rope that was constantly being released, he secretly took out the hosta that Su'er gave him and hid it closely, this is his only and biggest hole card, maybe whether he can successfully escape this time depends on it!

Billon and Curzon are qi warriors, and their strength is naturally the greatest, and the two ropes are in their hands. As time passed, the rope was released longer and longer, and when it seemed to be coming to an end, the mutation was steep.

"Ahh