Gordon and the pork chop walked slowly along the edge of the pit.

Although I have not yet experienced the "sense of sight" that pork chop calls it, it is inevitable that there will be a feeling of oppression in this huge dark and silent space.

Gordon couldn't help but put his palm on the hilt of the epitaph behind him, the hard touch reassuring to him.

"Look, I see the stairs meow, meow in front." Pork Chop's eyesight was better than Gordon's, and it cowered next to Gordon, "Are we really going down to meow?" ”

"Hmm."

Gordon stroked the head of the pork chop, "Your perception is more sensitive, and the things below have a greater impact on you, so stop at any time when you can't stand it." ”

"In the in. It's okay to meow under it! ”

Gordon couldn't help but recall that when he first met Pork Chop and took it to fight the Blue Temposaurus for the first time, Pork Chop looked like this.

Although I am afraid, I always have to be strong

"Get on my back."

"Meow meow?"

"You didn't sink too much, help me keep an eye on my back."

Pork Chop hesitated, but eventually jumped onto Gordon's back, grabbed Gordon's armor with his paws, and secured himself.

Its legs are a little soft.

Gordon smiled and walked to the stone steps that appeared on the edge of the crater.

The stone steps are a bit scary, about two meters wide, with no guardrails, no sling pillars, and they are not fixed to the walls, but straight down without any support.

The end of the staircase is engulfed in darkness in the abyss, and it is impossible to see where it finally leads.

"I guess we can get to the bottom of the pit." Gordon muttered to himself.

He stepped up the steps.

The moment Gordon's feet stepped on the stone steps, his heart pounded.

He swallowed, "Pork chop, I feel the kind you said, the sight." ”

"Meow!"

Pork Chop buried his face behind Gordon and vented his fear with a cry, "It's getting more and more obvious!" ”

Gordon took a few quick breaths.

It was like being targeted by some kind of monster full of malice.

But no monster will be like this, not for a moment, staring at you all the time, and the lock of gaze often means the beginning of an attack.

And the "sight" from the bottom of the pit is just staring, staring lifelessly.

Closing his eyes and calming his emotions, Gordon said to Pork Chop: "Pork Chop, if you think like this, there is no such thing as sight, it is just a feeling."

Just as it will be hot near fire and cold if you are near ice, there is only something at the bottom of the pit that can make us feel uncomfortable, and there is nothing to be nervous about. ”

"Meow?" The pork chop poked its head out a little and opened its eyes a slit.

"Whether it's hot or cold, it's just a warning signal from the body, take that feeling as a signal and try to ignore it."

"It feels like this." Try to ignore the "watchful" pork chop and calm down, as Gordon puts it.

It even had the spirit to complain.

"Better?"

"Meow, better." Pork Chop jumped off Gordon, "There's no point in backing now anyway, meow, it's an illusion meow, it's an illusion meow."

"Let's go, after so many years of birth and death, I didn't even see the 'thing' at the bottom of the pit, and I was scared crazy by inexplicable fear, which is too embarrassing."

"Makes sense meow, in. I won't be afraid of meow anymore! ”

The chop's beard was still shaking, and Gordon hadn't debunked it.

"Let's go!"

Gordon took another deep breath, changed his cautious stance, and began to quicken his pace, trotting down as he counted the steps of the stairs.

He's using it to relieve tension.

"Seventy-one, seventy-two, seventy-three"

"Eighty-nine, ninety meow!" The four-legged pork chops also counted with Gordon.

The pace of the two of them became faster and faster, and in the end it was almost like a race, and you rushed downward.

A sense of horror always hung over them.

But at this time, all that was in the mind of a man and a cat was this: "How many fucking floors are there on this step?" And "Lao Tzu (down) running the stairs can still lose to Pork Chop (Gordon)?" ”。

Before they knew it, they had come to the end of the steps.

On the last few flights of steps, Gordon and the pork chop jumped straight down.

"Aha! It's me who won! ”

"It's a draw meow! It's just that your legs are longer and you land a little faster! ”

"What's wrong with the length of the legs, you still have four legs?"

"Don't accept meow!" The pork chop frantically scratched at the stone bricks on the ground.

"Hehe, it's useless if you don't accept it, anyway, how many layers did you count?"

"Meow meow!" The pork chop vented for a while before he said angrily: "Five hundred and fifty-four meows!" ”

"You're counting wrong, it's five hundred and fifty-six floors."

"It's Gordon who counted the wrong meow!"

"On average, five hundred and fifty-five floors?"

"That's an unlucky number!"

"Why don't we go up and count them again?"

"There's something wrong with you, meow?!"

"Ahem."

Gordon coughed lightly twice, "It's a little wrong, it should be that this equipment has affected the spirit, and the mood has become high again." ”

"I don't think it's the reason for the armor."

"Leave that alone." Gordon raised the torch high, "There are more than five hundred layers, according to the calculation of more than thirty centimeters on one floor, this pit is also nearly two hundred meters deep, it seems that it has reached the bottom of the pit." ”

A man and a cat fell silent at the same time.

After a while, the pork chop spoke: "The sense of sight is still meowing, just in that direction, it feels like it's not far away, meow, and you have to go that way?" ”

"Of course, it's all here, now that you are going back the same way, even if you can break through Lan Long's blockade and successfully evacuate, this sense of staring at the unknown body will become a nightmare for a lifetime."

"It's meow too, it's all here."

"Let's go, it's close." Gordon pointed the torch in that direction, "Nothing jumped out, no movement of struggle or breathing, it didn't seem to be a living thing."

In this case, what we need to do is to stabilize our emotions and be calm no matter what we see. ”

"I've been mentally prepared for it." Pork Chop scratched his ears twice, "The worst case is an ancient monster asleep trying to fill us with meow." ”

"Don't scare yourself." Gordon stepped along, and the pork chop hurriedly followed.

With the light of the torches, little by little, the darkness in front of them was broken.

A huge stone tower in pitch black appeared in front of them.

The hunter and the cat stopped.

Gordon was silent for a few seconds, then spoke: "Speaking of pork chops, don't you think of this stone tower?"

"It's very similar to the shape of the whole ruin, a flat-topped pyramid meow." The pork chop pulled out two incendiary bombs that had just been modified, lit them and threw them out.

Instead of exploding, the incendiary bomb exploded into two fires, which, along with the torch in Gordon's hand, lit up the pitch-black stone tower in front of him.

"If my sense of direction is correct, this blackstone tower corresponds to the center of the ruins." Gordon looked up at the stone tower, "It should be the heart of the ruins. ”

"The source of that strange feeling is on the platform at the top of the tower, and after climbing up, everything understands meow."

"I'm still looking forward to it, let's go, pork chop." Gordon took the pork chop and stepped up the stone steps on the side of the Blackstone Tower.

One step, two steps

As they continued to move upward, the frightening gaze became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a sense of oppression that seemed to be like substance, and fell on their hearts.

"Interesting."

Firmly suppressing the instinctive urge to turn around and run, or even scream loudly, Gordon struggled to raise his head and continue to climb.

The pork chop trembled, but still gritted its teeth and followed.

They came to the top of the tower.

In the center of the platform of nearly 100 square meters, a huge head is displayed here.

After countless years of washing, the black scales have long been gray and decayed, and the two pairs of sharp horns that have been provoked backwards are still sharp.

The eye socket on the left side was hollow, while on the right, the dark gold evil eye that had long crystallized captured the spirits of the hunter and Elu.

They can't breathe.

(End of chapter)