It's struggling.

The soil, which has absorbed a lot of water, becomes extremely soft, and you can step into the muddy mud if you take the slightest wrong step. The weeds, which had been almost destroyed by the fire, still had some soaking wet debris, and an inexplicable smell of herbs emanated from the ash heap beside the road.

Walking on the windy and rainy late-night mountain road, Curt unconsciously illuminated the surrounding environment with the lantern in his hand. There is a lot of land that has been carved out of the area, and there are piles of weeds that have been burned to ashes, and there are also many scrap heaps that show the outline of the building.

It's like someone who has built a village here, but for some reason abandoned their home and moved elsewhere. It looks like it had been brutally damaged before the fire not so long ago, which is why the remains of the valley remained.

On both sides are steep slopes with tall trees, and the gloomy groves cry out in the raging wind and rain. The man who created the fire had apparently deliberately controlled the spread of the fire, and the scorch had faded before it touched the dark forest, and the valley and the jungle seemed to be divided into two blocks.

"Oops, there's no way ahead. ”

Curt stopped abruptly—because a fault suddenly appeared in front of him. Less than a few hundred meters in front of him, the road was cut off right in front of him. The slope of the hill, which had been only slightly sloping, suddenly extended downwards by a greater margin, almost perpendicular to the deep valley below.

The fracture surface is quite abrupt, and it looks like it has been torn apart by some kind of huge monster. The earth above the fault was torn apart violently, and even the rock was smashed into countless debris. An entire half of the hillside was fractured unnaturally, revealing a slope of earth and rock.

The rushing stream turned into a thin waterfall in the benzyl of the slope. Fall from the corner of a steep cliff into the bottomless darkness. Bursts of hollow cold wind blew from behind them, and they were like a few pairs of large, invisible hands. Push the people standing on the side of the steep slope to the bottom of the cliff.

Looking into the distance from the corner of the cliff, it seems that some less clear circles of light can be seen behind the dark rain curtain. In the sky, covered by a deep black curtain. Only that place was unusually bright, and the sky seemed to be infected by those rays, scattering circles of light and shadow.

It may be the light of the high-rise buildings in Catrice City, but Curt's eyesight is not enough to penetrate the darkness, and naturally he can't see the bright bodies.

"The direction is probably fine, but it seems like we should go the other way. ”

Curt glanced at the ramp, which was almost 90 degrees downward, and said to Lizzie, "I think those two guys should know the easy way to move...... But I think no matter how much we ask, it's unlikely that they will tell us where the right path is. ”

Let's talk about it. He looked at the two sorcerers who were bound by Lizzie's shadow with his spare eyes, and said helplessly, these two people were obviously unlikely to cooperate with them, and even now, they were still using the remaining magic in their bodies to fight against Liqi's spells, trying to break free from their shackles.

Although they were weak and paralyzed in the dark tentacles, they still tried their best to control the magic power in their bodies. Both of them stared angrily at Lizzie, who didn't take them seriously, as if they were going to be eaten alive - only to be ignored by Lizzie.

There is no doubt that this is a futile effort. However, neither seems to be aware of this fact. With the little magic they had left, they might not be able to break even the outermost protective measures of the binding spell, and trying to get out of the shadows that enveloped them in the inner and outer three layers was tantamount to a dream.

As for Lizzie...... She was still the same languid look, and she didn't seem to care about the struggle of the two magicians. It's just that they keep an eye on the magic power in their bodies, and when their struggles are too intense, they adjust the defensive structure of the spell appropriately with their actions.

"Nope. It's not entirely that there are no roads to go - since there are traces of artificiality here, there must be a way to travel between cities. Adjusting the structure of the spell, Lizzie looked around with half-squinted eyes. Then he casually pointed to a steep slope not far away and said, "Look. Over there, for example, the ramp is so steep that you can't move things. But if you just want to go down there is enough. ”

She slowly walked to the edge of the steep slope, picked up a stone and threw it down the cliff. The enchanted stone shimmered like a candle flame, and a silver streamer fell downward, and after a few seconds, a sharp bell rang from the bottom of the pitch-black cliff.

"Well, if you estimate it at this degree, it's about two hundred meters from below...... "Lizzie muttered in a low voice, as if she was making some kind of calculation, "If you want to go down this way, if you don't take those trails, you will probably have an impact contact with the ground." ”

Curt looked down the mountain wall, and the "trails" that Lizzie was referring to were placed on the rough rock faces—in fact, they were just solid rocks protruding from the dirt, tightly packed on the slopes of the sloping cliffs, barely creating a small space for people to tread.

These rocks look similar to those left over from a landslide, and I am afraid that a slight step on them will cause a collapse. But if you look closely, you will notice that the stones are delicately balanced, and are placed in relatively accessible areas.

With Curt's skills, he could indeed use these stones that could barely be called "footholds" to the bottom of the mountain, but standing on the side of the cliff, Curt still hesitated. The pitch-black abyss is like a monster's open mouth of blood, waiting for food to be thrown into the net.

Perhaps this direction did lead to Catrice, but was it really the only way they could go?, he glanced back at Lizzie, who seemed to be busy tying up the two sorcerers with her shadows, waiting for the moment to release them to the bottom of the cliff, and therefore did not pay attention to Curt's hesitation.

"Of course, it's not the only way to go. ”

Noticing Curt's silence, Lizzie slowly walked to the edge of the cliff and used a beam of light to illuminate the rocky footings that looked rather dangerous: "But one thing I'm sure of is that this is the shortest path that will allow us to get to the nearby road faster. ”

The girl tentatically manipulated the shadow tentacles that bound the Eye of Truth sorcerer, trying to find a proper angle to lower them. The pitch-black "cage" crumbles in the storm, and the two mages locked in it can only wait helplessly for their fate.

She seemed to be pleased with her spells, not only trying to use them to transport them down, but also trying to use them to lower down as well. While adjusting the trajectory of the mana's flow, she didn't forget to drag out an extra pitch-black tentacle and dangle it in front of Curt, as if to ask him if he needed a safety rope.

"Well, if that's what you mean...... It doesn't matter if you go this way. Curt shrugged his shoulders, then slapped the tentacles that reached out in front of him, "As for these auxiliary skills, please spare me...... I really don't want to be thrown around by these things. ”

Immediately, he jumped onto a slightly crooked rock, and then leaped out again the moment it was forced to dive, stepping on the next foothold. Those humble footholds could barely accommodate even half a foot of an ordinary person, and Curt would have to use them to adjust his direction.

Adjusting his center of gravity and jumping down several times, Curt followed the beam thrown by Lizzie. He sped down a lead-gray slope that had been brushed by the rain, and made his way through the rocks that looked like they would crack at the slightest touch, and little by little towards the flat ground below.

As it turned out, they had chosen a rather difficult path, and Curt had to find the paths between the bare rocks with great difficulty, and walked carefully through them. With a little hesitation, you risk slipping into the abyss from your slippery foothold.

In that case, the fate that awaits them will be "shattered" - if the body is damaged by that kind of process, there is no way to regain the ability to move in a short time. It is for this reason that he carefully looks for a stable path and leaves a mark of his actions along the way.

Maybe it wasn't the right way to rappel, but it might have been more efficient, and after almost a moment, the smooth ground appeared in front of him. But almost instantly, Curt felt that his choice might put him in trouble again.

A country road from the foot of the hill came into view, and weeds almost knee-high had grown on the unkempt of rammed earth. In the vicinity, however, there was a sudden growth of huge, ugly plants that Curt had never seen before in the vicinity of Catrice.

These plants look like aloe vera, which is magnified several times over, with thick stems and leaves extending from the roots upwards, and layers of leaves covered with sharp tooth-like spines. Their roots, on the other hand, are surprisingly thin compared to the stems and leaves that soar above, and all sorts of waste emerge from those trunks.

Large amounts of metal fragments piled up on the roots of the plants, which broke into pieces and were embedded in the interior of the giant plants. At a cursory glance, Curt quickly recognized the original appearance of the metal fragments, which were part of the street lamps on the outskirts of Cutrice, but now part of the "woods".

He took a closer look at the area where the plants were distributed, and the thick stems and leaves were arranged in a fixed pattern near the rammed earth road. Judging by the twisted fragments of the street lamps at their roots, I am afraid that the parts where these plants grew are the areas where the street lamps were originally erected.

"How can there be such a thing?"

As Curt intently surveyed his surroundings, Lizzie slowly descended from above the rock face to his side. A hint of surprise appeared on her face when she saw the strange plants, which she knew better—Curt was surprised to notice a rare sense of urgency in her eyes. (To be continued!)

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