He was so curious that he began to call out in his head: "Ermenes, Ermenes?"

"Hmm...... You've finally found out. Haha, as long as you think about me so intently, you can talk to me quietly. I'm Rieseth's best friend, I'll help you get through it, don't worry. ”

Dearlando glanced at Reseth, and his head began to call for it intently. It took a moment for the young dragon's voice to ring in his ears, "What are you doing?"

"Is it true that Ermenis said it was your friend and wanted to help me get through?" After learning the guardian of the Chaos Layer, Namantó, Deirlandor has a full understanding of the changeability and cunning of dragons, so it is better to check with Reses to be on the safe side.

"He likes to collect interesting soul samples, and with so many souls I've seen, you're definitely the type he likes to study. In order for you to fall smoothly to its test, I believe it will do its best to help you through the first three layers. Your ancestor failed on that level, and although I have a good relationship with him, it is his nature to question and his instinct to think, and it will overwhelm you with questions and test you with all kinds of dilemmas. ”

It is rare for Reses to say a lot of profound words, and in the realm of dragons, he can better appreciate the rapid growth of young dragons. It's not just the shape that grows, it's the way it thinks and speaks. But in reality, because it has always been so miniature in size, it always makes Dearrando forget about its changes.

"Thank you for not giving up on me. Dearlandor paused, but still tried to "think" the words in his heart to "listen" to Reseth.

The tip of Riceth's heart-shaped tail lifted slightly. Then it smirked, "You should thank me, hmph, if it weren't for me, you would have been killed by the four of them." You see, you don't dislike any part of me, and I don't dislike you, how good. ”

Dearlando realized that Ryses was still resentful of his initial disgust at the extra head. But fortunately, I wanted to open it, and I accepted it completely, so the relationship between the young dragon and himself became more intimate.

"Speaking of which, why were you able to break through the fabric that the Dreadhorn King bound you to grow a black head?" Dearlando never understood how Reses had managed to get out of trouble. Later, the city of Klayati fell. Yilong was busy saving people, so he didn't have a chance to ask about the situation at that time, and now that he had the opportunity to talk alone, Diarlando immediately threw out the doubts in his heart.

"That's it. I thought about it for a moment. It should be that there is more drooling when you fall asleep. I've lost the pumice powder. You know, my saliva contains the ingredients of the core of all things, which will assimilate any mineral into dragon gold particles. So ......"

"So, the Dreadhorn King was actually defeated by your saliva?" Dearlando burst out laughing, he never expected this to be the result. But as soon as he spoke, he realized that he had accidentally said what was in his heart.

Sure enough, the other three dragons who were talking in the complicated dragon language suddenly stopped and focused their eyes on him.

Lever shook his slender and graceful head, and then said, "He's found a way to communicate with spirits, and we have leakers among us, so we can't discuss the test in front of him anymore." ”

Dearlando was about to defend himself when he found his feet suddenly empty. His exclamation continued for a long, long time as he descended, and finally slammed into a mass of ash.

The ash was thick, and it didn't hurt at all when he hit it. The light dust was violently lifted by his impact, and he lay in the pit he had smashed out, watching the ashes rise and fall like snowflakes. Soon he was choking on his sneezing, and the more he sneezed, the more ashes rose up, and it was a vicious circle.

He quickly covered his mouth and nose with his arm, and then tried to hold his breath, and after waiting for a while, the ashes around him finally settled down, and gradually accumulated around him. He got up cautiously so that his movements would not cause more dust, but even then the pale ashes around him floated up again.

Matthi Ryan's voice rang out all around: "Challenger, we have opened the Land of Ashes for you, this is a secret room, you need to gather enough clues to escape. The escape clues in this escape room change every 30 minutes, and if you can't collect all the clues within the time limit, you'll have to start all over again in the next 30 minutes. ”

Diarlando covered his mouth and nose and shouted, "What about releasing water for me?" Do you want me to pass the border and kill Fikelen. ”

Lever's soft voice rang out, "This is already the easiest challenge mode. The normal challenge difficulty changes every five minutes. ”

"Is there any hint then? It's all gray here, and the slightest movement of my breath will cause ...... cough cough cough ...... Cough!" he choked on the ashes that flew into his throat.

"If I were you, I'd be able to observe ......," Emenez, who had just offered to help, happily added, and then was immediately stopped by the other partners, and the rest of the sentence was not finished.

Diarlando suppressed the itching sensation in his throat and restrained the urge to sneeze and cough lest he cause another riot in the ashes. He took a closer look around and realized that it was a fifty-foot square room. If you have stepped on the ground, then the height of the room seems to be about fifty feet.

The hole where he had fallen was located directly above the room, and from here he could see the twinkling stars above him twinkling in the distant sky. The walls of the room have a dull glow, so you can see what it looks like even if there is no lighting. As far as the eye can see, the walls are gray, with no features or crevices, as if they had been carved out of a single piece of rock.

He stood where he was, scrutinizing all the directions he could see, and found no special clues. Thinking of this, Diarrando had to start moving, tapping his heel on the ground to see if it was hollow underneath.

But as soon as it moved, the ashes flew again. After a moment of hesitation between continuing to waste time and carefully fighting the ashes or simply turning this place upside down, Diarlando resolutely chose the latter.

He thought that it would be nice if there was a shovel or fan that could temporarily remove the ashes, but he didn't expect that a shovel actually fell from the sky and landed in front of him. He immediately grabbed the shovel and began to clear his feet.

He slashed his shovel to dig a passageway, tapping the floor as he walked up to the edge, and in any case, there was a possibility that a secret door might appear behind the wall. As he struck the shovel with his breath, the shovel suddenly struck some metal and made a clang. He hurriedly bent down and groped his way through the two-foot-deep ashes, finally touching the thing.

It was a very thin key, shimmering with a golden glow. When he found the key, he suddenly felt more confident, and now all he needed was to find the keyhole.

The nasty ash stubbornly covered the floor, and he had already observed the parts outside of the ash cover, and if he didn't find the keyhole with his eyesight, then the keyhole must be underneath.

"It would be nice if it rained so that the ash wouldn't be drifting up, and if there was standing water, you could see if there were any gaps to get out. Diarlando tapped the handle of the shovel with the key, and said to himself that he could not do anything about the "insignificant" obstacles in front of him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a heavy rain began to fall on the roof, and the rain was so heavy that it was almost impossible to see his fingers. Soon the water soaked all the ashes and turned it into soft muddy water.

Dearrando looked around in surprise, could it be that he could get the help he wanted as long as he spoke up here?

"Tell me where the keyhole is?" he tried to say again. As a result, the disdainful laughter of several dragons was heard in the air.

"Hey, you guys, you don't make the rules clear if you want me to come to the challenge. What can and shouldn't I ask for here, won't you tell me what I can ask for here? If I try one by one, when will I be able to complete it?"

"The search rules are already within the scope of the test, and I would like to remind you that the first round has arrived. Marty Ryan's rumbling metal sounded, and sure enough, in the next moment, the dust, which had been soaked in the rain and was no longer floating, returned to its original state. The room shook suddenly, and then shrank ten feet from its original size. In other words, it is now only forty feet in size.

"Huh, is this making it more difficult?" Diarlando looked at him curiously, and then noticed that the shovel and key he had just held in his hand had suddenly disappeared.

"You can think of it as lowering the difficulty, and every time you fail, the space shrinks by ten feet. Levell's voice sounded softly, but Dearlando could tell what he was saying.

"Wait! What if I fail five times in a row?"

"The walls of the room will come together, and if you haven't escaped yet, you're a complete failure. Ryeth can then pick a new contractor. ”

"Holy!" Dearrando immediately shouted, "It's raining, and give me a shovel." Only then did he realize that the seemingly simple test was actually a life-threatening one, and that he only had four chances to try, and now there were only three left. (To be continued......)

PS: Ahhhh