Click, click.

Angel's footsteps echoed through the endless passages.

She didn't intend to hide the sound of her footsteps, rather, she preferred that someone or something could hear her footsteps, and if it was a local resident of Bansey, even if it was some monster, she would be able to tell where she was, so that she wouldn't be confused.

Unfortunately, she walked hundreds of meters along the passage, rounded several corners at different angles, and examined more than a dozen rooms similar to the stone chamber where Miller rested, and found no living or dead people.

The passage is also narrow and cramped, and the low ceiling seems to be pressed down at any moment, making people feel suffocated. There were only countless corpses in the various stone chambers, most of which had been reduced to dry bones, and a few still had barely visible shriveled tissue.

It's like some kind of public burial chamber...... But there are no names, no marks, as if they can only be forgotten by everyone here......

Angel commented.

She noticed that the bodies were intact and not missing heads, which at least indicated that this was not the place where the cultists had buried their victims after performing human sacrifices.

Continuing along the passage, just as Angel almost thought it was going deeper, and was about to turn back and explore the other side, the narrow passage suddenly became wide, as if they were two different architectural styles, and the ancient, weathered brick walls had become slabs of stone that were obviously more recent, and the floor was more regular.

These changes gave Angel full confidence that she had not guessed the wrong direction.

She also noticed that some haphazard corpses began to appear on the sides of the relatively wide passageway, which were different from the corpses that had completely turned into bones before, some were dehydrated and turned dry, some were highly decomposed, some were green moss, and even "fresh" corpses that could barely make out their clothes.

The presence of moss indicates that the humidity in the air is higher, and the body is not completely decomposed, indicating that it has not been dead for a long time...... I'm afraid it's almost time to get to the exit.

But at least a few hundred bones were seen along the way, and unless all the dead in Bansey Harbor were placed here, it would not be enough...... It's just a small port with a population of one or two thousand......

Angel was pleased to be close to the exit, but wondered at the strangeness of the underground structure.

I'm afraid I'll have to wait until I get back to the surface and ask the punishers, and the "grazing" Miller will have to be returned to them, which will reveal my magical items and true strength, but I'm afraid they will already be able to guess my potion sequence after seeing my stealth and "disease" abilities......

Thinking wildly, Angel quickened his pace and continued to walk, and it wasn't long before he heard the undisguised sound of light footsteps ahead, and the dim yellow candlelight that illuminated the corners of the passageway.

This only stopped her from moving forward.

Soon, the visitor walked at the right angle at the end of the passage and appeared in front of Angel's eyes.

It was two young men, each holding a white candle in their hands, the faint but warm light of which illuminated themselves and the nearby passageway, and they walked forward in silence with black shoulder bags on their backs, oblivious to the cascading corpses at their feet.

After seeing that it was a living person, Angel breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his hand holding the gun, and walked forward, entering the range of candlelight.

"Hello, may I ask ......?"

She greeted politely.

The two men on the other side were as if they had seen ghosts, their eyes suddenly widened, and their faces became as pale as the candles in their hands.

"Ahh

They let out an accented scream in unison, turned around and ran in the direction they had come, their shoulder bags slipping to the ground and not bothering to pick them up, only caring to protect the faint light of the candle in their hands, as if to protect the infant child.

Angel's remaining greeting was choked back into her throat by the fierce reaction, but instead of stopping the two men from running wildly, she quickened her pace and followed them, again around the bend and into a wider, room-by-room passage on either side.

The two men had already run more than ten meters away, and the small area illuminated by the candlelight followed them into the distance, and suddenly, the one who ran in front stumbled, as if he had tripped over something, and then fell forward due to inertia, and the candle in his hand also flew far away, rolled twice on the somewhat damp floor, and then went out.

At this moment, the man who fell to the ground who tried to get up froze and disappeared from Angel's sight as quickly as water stains evaporated in the sun.

The companion, still holding the candle, ran briskly past where he had disappeared as if he hadn't seen it.

This......

Angel stood abruptly, carefully turned on her vision, and looked ahead of the passage, where she could clearly see the faint aura of the man who had fled with his back to her, but other than that, there was no suspicious light.

There were three people in the passage a few seconds ago, and now there are only two left.

There is no danger to the spirit, I still have two magic mirrors, a magic wand, and a magic pocket watch...... Angel quickly assessed the danger, gritted her teeth and chased after him, and when she passed by the place of the disappeared man, she hooked the fallen candle with a silk thread and held it in her hand, but did not light it.

She also did not know if a more unfavorable situation would occur after lighting the candle.

The man who left his companions and fled alone had already run dozens of meters, and there was only a faint candlelight left in the passage, Angel quickly followed with the help of the silk thread, and at a position only a few meters away from the man, the command silk thread was horizontal at the bottom of the passage, and easily tripped him.

In order to prevent the candle from going out and disappearing like the other, Angel tied his hand and the candle firmly together with an invisible silk thread, and the young man fell to the ground in exactly the same position as his companion, the dim candlelight flickering, and finally regained stability.

"Why did you run when you saw me?"

When the man turned around and sat on the ground looking at him in panic, Angel asked.

Hearing her words, the young man was stunned, his expression changed slightly, and he said:

"You, you're a Rune? Not a ghost? ”

This phrase is in Intis.

Angel frowned, she knew that the various languages used on the various colonial islands at sea were different due to the customs of the original inhabitants and the different conquerors, but because the Rune language was commonly spoken by the Rune Navy and the Storm Church, most of the islanders also spoke this language.

At this time, she heard the Intij, which she was not very proficient in, which made her a little difficult for a while.

"Of course I'm a human, not a ghost."

Organizing the sentences in her mind, Angel replied slowly, with some anger and helplessness in her heart, in just a few days, she was recognized as a "kraken" and then a "ghost", if the former was still her own prank, then the latter was completely slanderous.

"But why don't you light candles?"

Seeing that he could talk to him normally, the young man sitting on the ground finally calmed down, and his panic turned into doubt.

Candle......

Angel remembered the white candle that the two of them carefully protected even when they ran away, and the man who disappeared instantly after accidentally extinguishing the candle after falling just now, and understood the reason why the other party thought of himself as a ghost.

Although it was not clear why she didn't light the candle and there was no problem, she still lit the white candle she picked up with a spiritual fire behind her, and then handed it to her and said:

"I kept lit it, and just now I held it behind me, and the candlelight was blocked."

She "convinced" the other party.

This obvious lie was immediately accepted by the youth under the effect of extraordinary ability, and the panic and doubt in his eyes reflected two candles faded and calm was restored.

Quickly getting up from the ground, he held the candle in one hand and dusted off his body with the other, a flattering smile on his face.

Angel is already very familiar with this kind of expression, most men who see her true face, and even a few women will show a similar expression to a greater or lesser extent, but the other party's next sentence immediately made her heart beat faster.

"Beautiful lady, are you also here to explore the catacombs? It just so happens that I'm alone, so why don't we go together? ”

Alone?

This guy can't be forgetful and immediately abandon his companion who accidentally fell down and disappeared in the same place, right?

Angel's first thought was this, but she soon confirmed in the other party's purposeful, but sincere eyes: the other party really thought that he had come here alone.

This meant that he didn't remember how his companions had disappeared, and he didn't even think he had "come together" at all.

When the candle in your hand is extinguished or taken off, not only will your body disappear, but also your own "existence" in the minds of others will also disappear?

After clarifying this, Angel felt as if there were countless peeping monsters in the distance where the candle could not shine, trying to avoid the candlelight of the white candle and devour her from the darkness.

This has nothing to do with whether dark vision can see in the distance, it is purely a psychological pressure.

Fortunately, I'm fine without candles, it's verified...... But the two of them can't, which was also verified by another man with his life...... Angel looked at the flickering candlelight of the other party, and wanted to stuff the candle in his hand to him, but he was afraid that the other party would be regarded as a "ghost" again, so he had to give up.

She sorted out her thoughts and decided to let the other party take her out of the catacombs first, and then contact the punisher to talk about everything.

Fortunately, the other party thought that I was here to "explore...... Angel was a little glad.

"I feel like I'm lost and want to get out first, can you take me back to the surface?"

She said with a pleading expression.

"Of course, no problem, I also want to go back," the young man agreed, and then wondered, "but how can you get lost?" Follow the black line above your head and you'll definitely reach the exit. ”

Black?

Angel looked up at the ceiling of the passageway, and sure enough, there was a thick black line drawn on it, marked with a one-way arrow to indicate the direction.

The direction is actually where I came from, could it be that I really went the opposite way just now, this is the direction of going deep into the tomb, and the exit is behind it...... But I just looked closely, and there is no such indicator line above my head......

Angel was a little confused, and she repeatedly recalled the scene when she had just left the stone chamber and entered the hallway, making sure that she had not seen a similar black marker.

Holding the candle, she turned back in the direction she had come, and the young man behind her quickly followed, continuing to talk in Intidis:

"My name is Pierre, and I'm a student at the École Normale Supérieure in Trier, what about you?"

"Angelica."

Trier...... The capital of the Republic of Intis, no wonder he speaks Intis, turned out to be a university student visiting Bansey...... Angel replied casually, passing the location where the other man had disappeared, and rounded the corner to look in the direction he had come.

It was a wide passage with thick black lines painted overhead, flanked by countless corpses.

Angel vividly remembers that just a few minutes ago it was cramped, flanked by old stone and brick corridors, with ceilings hanging so low that they almost overhead.

She jerked her head back at Pierre, who had caught up with her, who was also holding a candle, and the light of the candle illuminated his somewhat round face.

"Where the hell is this?"

She asked in a deep voice, her left hand already hanging down, ready to turn the bracelet into a sword and attack.

"Of course it's the third layer, are you really lost?"

Pierre's expression was even more puzzled, and he tried to take two more steps, but stood obediently under Angel's warning eyes.

3rd Floor...... This tomb has three floors, and each floor is like a labyrinth?

Angel is even more suspicious that he is no longer in Bansey, and everyone in Bansey is now directly dead, and they can't fill this catacomb!

"I'm asking where the catacombs are, where are they?"

She continued, her tone becoming more serious.

"Of course, it's the observatory area, Purgatory Square, ......"

Pierre's face changed slightly, and he seemed to realize that the woman in front of him was not joking, but really didn't remember where he was.

"The observatory district of Trier, the capital of the Republic of Intis, Trier."

He added.

(End of chapter)