The Spine of Deep Throat, the last frontier of Brindon Stone City, stepping on this path between the abyss and the abyss means stepping into the savage territory beyond the glorious civilization of the Dark Regions.

With the halter on its snout, the Dark Gold Caravan was as silent as one darkness through another, walking along the rugged path through which only one Lossmon was allowed to pass, only the faint sound of breathing echoed in the silence.

Zhu Ba walked at the back of the line, both sides were hollow darkness, as if he would stretch out a pair of arms at any time to drag people into the abyss below, the dim vision of felines was completely ineffective here, Zhu Ba had already switched his gaze to the dark vision of the gods, and a pair of dark red eyes that relied on the temperature of rocks and flesh to distinguish everything turned in his eye sockets.

"Huh~"

The chirping sound of a cow and a cow came from the bottom of the abyss on both sides, making everyone in the traveling caravan shiver, and a feeling of death was around him, Zhu Ba looked into the abyss with dark red eyes, and several long strips of bright red objects slowly shook against the black background, slowly disappearing into the farther background.

The road was getting narrower and narrower, and the angles were getting steeper and steeper, and with each drop of the Lothmon's hooves, a small half of them stepped on the air, and Zhu Ba felt that they were walking downward, getting deeper and deeper. Zhu Ba felt that his voice was very soft, much softer than usual, but when he spoke, he found that it was so loud.

"Sherlock, how long will it take?"

The goblin walking in front of him was leaning over his body, tiptoeing and following behind the Lothmon with all his attention, Zhu Ba's voice made him feel a thrill, and the whole person straightened.

"Shh

The frightened Sherlock hurriedly turned around, placed his index finger between the **, and motioned to Zhu Ba to be quiet, but it was too late.

"吽~吽~吽~"

The chirp that had been gradually moving away suddenly became louder, and it could be heard that it was rapidly approaching the location of Zhu Ba's group, Zhu Ba looked into the abyss, and the red striped creature that had disappeared in the background was moving quickly towards the front of the caravan's road, and finally stopped in one place and did not move.

"You've been miserable, and you're less than a third of the way through!

Sherlock also heard the chirping approaching, and he could only give the order for everyone to stop advancing and prepare for battle.

"It's also a shame that I didn't explain to you beforehand, you can't speak loudly at Deepthroat's spine, and any noise will cause Deepthroat's children to attack violently. ”

This rugged and steep cliff path gets its name because the abyss on either side of the road was once the domain of a deep dragon named Deepthroat.

Deep Dragons, one of the dragons who live in the dark regions, have long, sinuous necks and limbs, and long, narrow wings. Older deep dragons have the ability to shapeshift, transforming into winged serpents and humanoids, they live on the edges of oceans and lakes, and like to hunt for food such as kotao fish and benthic devilfish.

Deep Throat was killed a hundred years ago by another black dragon passing by, but some of his dragon eggs hatched into python-like wurms in a harsh environment, and they made sounds that looked like cows but not cows.

Whenever a creature passed, the descendants of the Deepthroat gathered on either side of the last stretch of the road that connected the Deepthroat's spine to the vault where the city of Morsopotala was located, and when the creature passed, they were rewarded with a sumptuous meal.

"That's the case, so we can only compete with these sons of Deep Throat, if they can't wait, then the caravan can pass safely, if we can't hold it down first, then we can only rely on the combat power of you, Dart, and Saltu. ”

Sherlock shrugged his thin shoulders in frustration.

Time passed bit by bit, and everyone in the caravan remained silent, only the abyss on the two sides made a slight sound of water from the shaking of the Deep Throat Heirs, and under Zhu Ba's gaze, the Deep Throat Descendants in the distance continued to maintain their regular swings, as if they would wait forever.

"It's not an option to wait like this, I'll go to the front and take a look. ”

Gently leaning his lips against Sherlock's pointed ear and saying a word, Zhu Ba poked out the silver Edman claws on his fingers and slowly climbed down the abyss. The road was so narrow that there was no distance for Zhu Ba to pass, and the jump would inevitably make a noise, making the heirs behind him wait longer, so Zhu Ba could only use his invincible Edman metal claws and strong body to imitate Spider-Man and climb over the abyssal cliff below the road.

Using the continuous exchange of arms, it took Zhu Ba less than three minutes to climb the narrow road occupied by the caravan, and then he was afraid to go up to the spine of Deep Throat.

The road ahead was steeper, almost sixty degrees steep, and at the end of the road, the light of light from another vault was like the flash of a candle, ** the moths coming down from the ridge of the Deep Throat.

With a glimmer of light, Zhu Ba switched his dark vision to dim vision, and only then could he clearly see the faces of the deepthroat heirs gathered on the two sides of the last section of the path.

With no obvious horns or decent scales, they were completely alienated pythons, but what set them apart from the snakes was a long towering dragon fin that ran through their bodies, and a wide dragon tongue that protruded from their mouths.

On the two sides of the last road, Zhu Ba saw the splash of water rippling under the heirs of Deep Throat, obviously there was a lake in the abyss on both sides, and the heirs of Deep Throat lived in it.

"Huh~"

Just as Zhu Ba was observing these Deep Throat heirs, a louder sound than a chirp suddenly echoed from the abyss on the right side, Zhu Ba looked back, countless small juxtaposed yellow points of light were rapidly climbing up from the two sides of the Deep Throat Spine, occasionally the light points would go out, but when it lit up again, it had already moved up a long distance.

"Damn it, it's the lizardmen!

All the caravan guards had taken out their weapons and lit their torches. In the light of the fire, the owner of the juxtaposed yellow points of light was clearly visible.

Yellow-green skin, Komodo dragon-like heads, and a slender tail trailing behind them, their skin as hard as chain mail, and their stench of body odor was no better than that of a mage's stinky cloud technique.

"Huh~"

The loud chirp got closer and closer, and the movement speed of the lizardmen began to increase, and they clinged to the abyssal cliff, stabbing the tip of the stone spear in their hands into the leg of the caravan guard, but the caravan guard could only crouch with difficulty to fight them, and also had to guard against falling from the abyss.

"Only a true dragon can recruit the lizards to fight for him, Dart, Saltu, Zhu Ba, find that deep dragon and defeat him, or we will all die here today!"

Sherlock no longer cared about the excitement that his voice would make the Deepthroat heirs, and he looked flustered, his sharp voice echoing through the abyss.

Dart, who received the order, Saltu immediately gave up attacking the lizardmen, but like Zhu Ba, they covered each other and climbed down the abyss cliff, and then jumped into the icy lake, Zhu Ba hesitated for a moment, and also jumped into the dark underground lake.

The icy water flowed through the hairs, and the fishy smell belonging to the dragon clan was permeated in the water, and the ones left by the heirs of the deep throat at that time pierced their heads out of the water, Zhu Ba took a deep breath, switching to dark vision, and then the temperature of the rock not far away symbolized that the three bright red balls had been glued together.

"Deep Dragon! Dart!

Zhu Ba immediately identified the identity of the three bright red groups, and then quickly swam towards the rock.

"Huh~"

This deep dragon does not seem to be an adult dragon, but a juvenile dragon, so Dart and Saltu can compete with him, but the deep dragon's spit can corrode flesh and blood, so they can only avoid the direction of the dragon head at all times, and the situation is temporarily deadlocked.

Zhu Ba slowly climbed from the water to the rock, the flesh pads on the soles of his feet offset the sound of his movement, and slowly came to the back of the young Shenlong, his backward bent knees squatted slightly to accumulate strength, and then Zhu Ba suddenly bounced up like a compressed spring, and Edman's metal claws had just made a sound of breaking through the air, and they had already appeared on Shenlong's neck.

"Huh~"

A roar of pain rang out suddenly. (To be continued.) )