'Towering Tree!'

These were only those four words that came to Mick's mind at this time.

I saw that its eyes have been staring closely at the falling torch, and when the torch falls, it will attract a stream of vines that want to block it, and often these vines will be like adding fuel to the fire the moment they touch the torch, making the torch fire more vigorous, and these vines that try to block it will often ignite with it.

Immediately, the dark area under Mike was slowly lit up, and Mike also took a look at it.

A large tree branch stood in the middle of this dark area, and on it Mick saw no branches or leaves, only endless vines, which revealed their bodies in the light of the fire, but kept wriggling to try to avoid the fire.

Through the squirming vines that had fled in a hurry, Mick saw the huge branches of trees hidden underneath, and there was no bark on them, and they looked shiny and shiny, and the material of those vines was probably no different, not much different.

The torch that fell off Mick's hand finally landed on the top of the huge tree trunk, and the next second he only heard a visible energy fluctuation coming in all directions, and Mick quickly crouched down and covered his ears.

The first thing Mike saw was the moment the torch landed on the huge tree trunk, which immediately stirred up a monstrous wave of fire, directly forming a momentum of fire.

This was followed by a piercing scream, and although Mick had already covered his ears in advance, he still couldn't help leaning too close to the huge trunk, and only felt a faint pain in his head. Suddenly, Mick felt that something was flowing down his nose, but he didn't dare to let go of his hand to wipe it, so he quickly lowered his head and wiped it off his pants, and by the light of the fire, it was a nosebleed.

The condition of the trough cake in the pit has completely exceeded Mick's expectations, endless flames, seeing the smooth walls, Mike's eyes are full of red, countless vines want to try to escape from this pit, but helplessly surrounded by flames, die halfway.

The entire pit was filled with black smoke, like a large steamer.

The torches have long since lost their previous function as a deterrent to the vines, and Mick's previous idea of igniting the entire pit has now been realized, and Mick directly threw some of the torches left in his hand directly into the pit.

I don't know if people outside the deep pit also feel that this situation is hopeless, there are no more rocks thrown on the deep pit, and there is no longer a stream poured down to extinguish the fire, and the whole deep pit has turned into a sea of fire.

Mick had wanted to hide on the stone steps of this wall and wait for the flames to end. But the momentum of the flames had far exceeded his imagination, and the walls of the entire deep interior were already extremely hot.

And the huge dryad under it has already gone crazy, constantly rolling inside the pit, the entire pit is already chaotic, and with the huge dryad rolling crazy, the entire pit continues to emit huge noises and echoes.

In response, the rocks that continued to fall were scattered, and the revolving stone paths in front of and behind Mick began to crack, and it seemed that there was a risk that the torch would suddenly fall when it fell.

Standing in this middle of the road now is undoubtedly a move to death, and Mike is also aware of his situation at this time.

Looking at the fire in this deep pit, this dryad is estimated to be unable to survive. The fire was so great that Mick didn't want to die with him, so he reacted immediately when he thought of his situation.

As soon as Mick turned around, he ran directly towards the road behind him, and at this moment, before Mick could react, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, and a huge gravity was coming towards him.

'Oh no!' Mick was in a hurry, but his whole body had been knocked out by gravity, and he couldn't grab any support, so he fell directly towards the bottom of the pit.

Countless vines with fireworks climbed up and attached to him, pulling them down as something to extinguish the fire. Mick only felt that the endless flames were coming towards him, and the whole person could already smell the smell of the hair emanating from his body being burned, and the endless pain hit Mick, but the moment he landed, with a burst of broken bones, Mick completely fell into darkness.

Although the endless pain was not felt by Mick before he fell into a coma, he felt it more clearly after he fell unconscious, and this pain was far more than the previous several times.

Mick lay in the pit staring at the sky beyond the pit, thankfully, under the double torture of the fire and falling from the pit wall, he was not dead.

But pain is the only thing I can feel now. Mick didn't want to move at all, because his current state was already in great pain, and he couldn't imagine how much pain he would have if he got up, so he had to slow down first.

'Who did you meet on that spinning path?' Mick asked himself.

Unfortunately, Mick couldn't remember anything except that it was dark in front of him and then took off and fell, he only remembered that it should have been a person who had bumped into him, and it was a living person.

'Who would risk so much to come down from this pit without incident, could it be the person who helped him to attract attention just a moment ago?'

'If it's Angelo, is this already suspected of violating the previous rules of space that can't kill each other?'

'Could it be someone else?'

Mick wanted to sit up and see if there were any other living people at the bottom of the pit, in case he might be able to see this person, but his lower body was already unconscious, and Mick couldn't exert any strength.

'Why isn't the sky outside the pit the same blue as it used to be?' Mick suddenly noticed the scenery beyond the depths.

'Is it dawn?'

The sky outside the pit was no longer the blue, blackened appearance that Mick had seen before, but an almost pale color, and there were no clouds in the sky.

Only half of the pit was covered by natural light, and the rest of the pit remained dark.

Mick felt as if his hands were moving, and although it was painful, it was much better than trying to sit up and not feeling anything.

'Is this his own hand?' Mick saw a pair of blackened, skin that was almost gone, and saw a lot of bloody scabbed palms, a little incredulous.

Look down the palm of your hand, and even more so everywhere else.

'Looks like he's been through the fire!' Mick also sighed that he was unlucky.