The wind whined like a knife across the cliffs, a cry from hell, and an indescribable coldness seeped into the intruder's skin.

Gehr stood right on the cliff, a huge crack that appeared out of thin air and cut off the road, and looked down at the unfathomable darkness, like the mouth of a monster with its mouth wide open, waiting for someone to throw itself into the net.

This is the end of the road, there is no road ahead, only the bottomless abyss in front of you, the wind continues to follow the direction of the rift, and the air currents weave white lines in the air, at a glance like the waves of the sea, always moving in one direction.

Gehr lifted the illuminating crystal in his hand, and with a somewhat dim glow, he could barely reach the front of the fissure, which was a wall as smooth as a mirror—and from this point of view, it seemed that the builders of the road had only built the road.

It seemed that the only way to go was to go down - the sight before him made him lose his mind for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and began to look around carefully - he did not think that any creature would spend so much effort to create such a useless passage underground.

Soon, Gehr found such a proper path on the edge of the cliff.

But it's not so much the road as the artificiality of a series of rocks jutting out of the cliffs, the few traces of which are just a little carved by the day after tomorrow, forming a path that leads down the craggy cliffs.

But even so, it was possible to complete such a project on such a windswept cliff. It's an engineering marvel.

Gehr didn't rush up to it, even though it seemed that the rocks that made up the trail were very hard. But who knows if it is as it seems, and if he is swept up in the wind that runs through the breach, even with his ability, he is not sure to get out safely. I don't know where I'll be taken when the time comes.

He used a simple construction technique to create a long stone stick, tapped it the rock path, made sure it was okay, jumped on it, and then continued to survey the next section of the road.

Although it is slow to walk like this, it is safe, and as for the unknown guys who followed behind him, according to the several alarm arrays he arranged along the way, he could calculate that he was still a long way away, and he didn't have to worry about being caught up in a short time.

That's it. Gehr walked slowly along the cliff path for nearly half an hour, and the violent whistling sound that had been surrounding his ears suddenly disappeared.

When he looked up, he saw that the waves formed by the turbulent air were already above him, just as the roughest part of the sea is always the surface of the sea, and he was now below the "sea", where the wind was noticeably lighter, and the further down he went, the more obvious the tendency to get smaller became. And Gehr is also moving faster and faster in this case.

According to the feeling he had now, he found that the whole trail did not extend in one direction completely, but kept turning back and forth and spreading downward. So although he had walked for so long, the Yongdao crossing was still directly above him, but it was just hidden by the airflow layer and invisible.

While walking. Gehr calculated the speed of the things that were catching up from behind, and he estimated that they should be almost at the end of the road. I have specially prepared something for them in Nager, and I guess I can surprise them.

But the guys who followed him hadn't arrived yet. Gehr was in trouble first.

The road continued to extend downward in front of him, but there were already inhabitants on it - white cocoons were distributed on the road surface surrounded by countless wire nets, clusters, blocking the entire road tightly, and if you want to continue to pass this road, then these cocoons cannot be bypassed.

The big ones were as tall as a man, and the small ones could reach the waist of Dagel, and they were densely packed together, spreading along the road until they were in the invisible shadows, and they shook from time to time, and they looked so disgusting that even Gehr felt faintly numb in his heart.

The abyssal web-forming spider's lair has arrived.

Gehr had expected this situation, but he didn't expect to encounter so many, according to the records of wizards, the general abyss web-forming spider nesting place will be concentrated in hundreds of web-forming spiders, and any more will be automatically grouped, Kegel estimates that the number of this web-forming spider group will not be ten thousand according to the size of these cocoons in front of him, and I really don't know how many years it will take to accumulate this terrifying number.

If there are only a hundred or so ones, even if they can't be beaten, Gehr is confident that there is no problem in escaping, but after the number is magnified a hundred times, once it is discovered, it is no longer a question of whether he can escape, but it is more comfortable to choose that way of death, and now Gehr does not dare to alarm these aborigines anymore anyway.

Just as Gehr was looking for a way to move on without alarming the web-forming spiders, suddenly there was a faint roar above him, which had decayed badly after passing through the surging air currents, but still caused a stir in the cocoons, and a hissing cry came from the trembling cocoons, as if to express their uneasiness.

He raised his head and looked at the churning air flow above his head, his brow furrowed slightly, the guys chasing after him were faster than he thought, the sound was a trap he had created with a high-explosive potion, and now that the trap had been triggered, it was not clear what the situation was above.

It's just that there is no time for him to pay attention to the situation above the air flow - several huge black shadows slowly emerge from the shadows, like ghosts jumping lightly and silently, and begin to slowly approach, Gehr, who knows the characteristics of these web-knotted spiders through the books, knows that it is only because the explosion above has alarmed these hunters hiding in the shadows, so he sent a few scouts out to check, if there is an enemy, then soon the vast number of large spiders will be flooded here.

Seeing this situation, Gehr did not hesitate and directly prepared to retreat.

Suddenly, he stopped again and looked up again, right at the edge of the airflow. A dark figure was climbing down the smooth cliff face, not very fast. But this is obviously much faster than wandering down the road on the rock face.

When the shadow was completely out of range, Gell could see that it was the manticore-tailed spider he had dealt with before.

The way back is over!

Spiders in front and back. Despite some differences, Gehr didn't think the two would fight first to decide where his prey belonged.

There was a flicker in his eyes, and Geer was ready for battle.

But at this time, the mutation arose again!

Another black shadow rushed out of the airflow layer, much smaller than the scorpion-tailed spider, but it was faster, it was exactly the kind that jumped directly, and the scorpion-tailed spider collided with the scorpion-tailed spider in front of it, and a terrible cry sounded from the scorpion-tailed spider's mouth.

At first glance, the black image was a person. Gell looked at it more closely, and realized that something was wrong—it was just a clay puppet made of clay, stiff and without a trace of expression on its face, but the crimson light leaking from the eye sockets added an eerie glow to it.

The scorpion-tailed spider that was pounced on by the mud puppet seemed uncomfortable, only to see that the body sank suddenly, and several arthropods suddenly couldn't grasp the rock wall, but fortunately, there were still two feet that grasped it relatively firmly, and finally it was not knocked down all of a sudden, and it was shaking in the air like a swing.

And the right hand of this mud puppet grabbed the back of the scorpion-tailed spider. The fist of his free left hand kept smashing on the back of the scorpion-tailed spider, making the manticore-tailed spider tremble and let out a miserable scream.

Poof!

Several more rapid wind-breaking sounds sounded, and several more clay puppets were seen piercing out of the airflow. Some hit the scorpion-tailed spider again, while some landed at a different location than the rock wall. Almost in a breath, the hapless fellows crossed Gehr's side. Falling into the dark abyss below, there was no echo for a long time.

Then. The only arthropod that grabbed the rock wall could no longer withstand the successive impacts, and fell directly down the rock wall.

And the sentinels of the abyssal web-forming spiders also discovered the situation here, and a low and strange hissing sound came from the sentinel, and soon, in the shadows where there was no light, a hissing sound sounded like a response, and soon joined together, and for a time the whole space was filled with hissing and rustling movements.

At this moment, Gehr also made his choice.

With a force on his feet, he leaped forward and jumped like a bird into the abyss.

Leaping in the air, he looked back and saw countless large spiders pouring out of the darkness, like a torrent passing through the place where he had just been, and then his body descended rapidly, leaving behind all the scenes in his previous vision.

Call!

Just as Gehr was rapidly falling, a pair of wings made of cyan light spread out behind him, and the speed of his fall flickered, hovering in mid-air for a moment, and then slowly falling down like fallen leaves swept by the wind.

At this moment, he had fallen a long distance, leaving the spiders and clay figurines far behind.

With his current ability to control the energy of the wind system, although he can't make himself fly in the air, it is still no problem to slow down the fall speed to a safe range.

At this time, he was relatively safe, so he took out the lighting gem and held it up, observing the surrounding situation.

There was still an abyss below, and by the light of the gem, he could see a few dozen meters away at most, and a little more was a dim mist.

Looking around, the walkway near the rock wall was still completely occupied by spider eggs, and the other side was so smooth that there was no place to stand, and it seemed that he had to continue to float down.

Suddenly, Gehr smelled an indescribable fishy smell, sour, smelly but somewhat sweet, very strange.

He immediately thought of something, and once again looked down with the gem, examining it carefully. At this point, he finally noticed something that was not right for him—not far below him, some somewhat incongruous black was stored there.

It was a huge spider web, and the threads that made up the web were not white, but almost inky black, as if solidified by a black colloid, each one only the thickness of a finger, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't have noticed that there was such a web here. (To be continued......)