Garon didn't answer, just threw the cards to Nightmare. "Gone, there seems to be something in that direction. He walked straight in the direction he had just decided.

Nightmare and Andlera looked at Palosha.

The latter shook his head and said in a low voice, "We don't need to make any extraneous problems. ”

"I think you'd better check it out, it's probably necessary. Garon looked back.

Palosha closed her eyes and said no more.

"Hmph. Garon was too lazy to say. Walk towards the thick fog.

Speechless, Andlera and Nightmare looked at each of them before finally catching up with Garon.

"Although I had long thought that there might be disagreements and parting ways, I just didn't expect it to be so early. "But everyone has their own goals, and they all have different ways of thinking and acting. Garon and Palosha are both top martial artists, and it's normal for them to have different ways of acting. ”

"I don't care. Nightmare lazily leaned on Andlera's shoulder, leaning on him as she walked. "I've been bored lately for Layla, I have a proposal. ”

"You better stop talking. Andlera stopped.

"Leila, you said that we arrived in the middle of the island, how about an open-air field battle after all the people arrived?Don't you want to be famous?

"Of course you don't mind," Andlera was speechless, "you'll be fine if you change your physical appearance, what should I do?!" he knew that Nightmares could do what they said they would, in case such a thing happened. Nightmare may not be excited, and it is normal for him to sneak attack and stun him and stage a big drama directly.

"And I'm not trying to be famous, I'm just trying to sigh. Don't talk about it, I can't tell you clearly!"

The three of them walked into the fog and quickly vanished.

Palosha still sat still, her eyes slightly closed, motionless.

In the thick fog, Garon strode in the direction where the smell came from, and soon some blood stains gradually appeared on the black rock ground in front of him. The blood is dark red and black. Apparently it's been some time.

Walking further, I heard a crackling explosion in front of me, but the sound was not loud. It's like burning something.

Soon, a pile of burning flames appeared in front of Garon, cyan reddish flames slowly burning on the messy pile of corpses, and thick black smoke continued to float out.

Garon stood in front of the fire and roughly surveyed the corpse above.

"It's all clowns. ”

Nightmare walked over and glanced at it. casually received: "The cause of death was a steel needle piercing the chest." Much like Nikon's previous approach. ”

"It looks like we were attacked on the sea just now. It's probably the clown's person. Garon's eyes narrowed, and he whispered, "Maybe they're trying to blame Wiseman?"

"Leave him alone, or leave it alone. Go directly to the location of the key, whether it is to open the ruins tomorrow or to fight for the key, you must go to the portrait group over there. Why don't we go sooner. Let's see who's left here in the Southern Regions. ”

"Both the Southern and Northern regions have separate keys?"

"Of course. Andlera replied, "Two on each side." Only four people can be eligible to compete for the black smoke bottle. ”

"I remember rushing over the map. There are two key places to pass through, right?" Garon had a super memory, and he had just jot down the map. "A canyon crevice, a cliff edge, it's easy to be ambushed. ”

"Maps are maps, but do you have a way to navigate through the fog?" the nightmare frowned.

"And how did they get their way?" Garon crouched down and took a closer look at the clown's body on the fire.

Nightmare crouched down and began to look through the lines of the ground.

"Let's follow the old way, the ground rocks here have fixed textures, as long as you follow the direction of the lines, you will be fine. As long as you meet a living person, it's easy to say. ”

"That's all there is to it. Garon frowned, "Let's go, go over early, and just catch and ask if you meet a living person." ”

He glanced at the lines of the ground and strode out in the other direction. The two men followed closely behind.

The rocks in front of them were getting higher and higher, and some of them had deep ravines and gaps between them, and they had to jump over them. The smoke from the crevices in the ground was also getting thicker, and the distance of two meters around me was barely visible. The three of them can only rely on their sense of smell and hearing to keep from getting lost.

Soon, a pile of corpses appeared on the ground in front of them again, all soldiers in white clothes, without medals and national emblems, and the three of them examined the characteristics of the corpses, but found nothing.

As I walked on, I heard the roar of explosions around me from time to time, and it seemed to be far, far away. There were also gunshots and faint roars.

The fog around obscured everything.

"Has it already begun? Garon looked in the direction the explosion had come from.

"The key has already come out, but I don't know who it is. It is said that the keys were brought in from the outside, two in the southern and northern regions, and two entrances were opened to enter the ruins. However, I heard that the so-called ruins are not big, they are very small, and it is unknown which ruins the black smoke bottle is in. Andrera explained.

Garon stopped talking, and continued to walk around the corpse, following the lines.

In the white fog, a group of figures wearing clown costumes quietly came to the clown's corpse, and the corpse was bloody.

They held red torches in their hands, and the light of the fire faintly illuminated their masked faces.

"The white ghost was killed before he could report the news. The clown in the lead had a strange voice, as if his voice was trembling.

"We underestimated the white peacock. ”

"Give up holding them off and replace them with someone else. Our agreement with Asgard is to minimize the number of unqualified participants. Since they are eligible, let them in. The lead clown whispered.

"Queen, if it were you, would you be sure to get out of the way?" he suddenly turned to the clown on his right.

"I don't know. ”

"Is that uncertain?" the lead clown paused, "Forget it." Let's go, you guys split up and check the other sections. ”

"Yes. ”

All the clowns scattered in a hurry. Only the lead clown is left alone.

He slowly walked over to the corpse and crouched down. Reaching out and pinching the corpse's skin.

"What a domineering liliang, what a vicious move," his usual playful eyes gradually flashed a trace of solemnity.

Rumble!

Garon slapped a black-clad masked man on the waist. The opponent's cannonballs generally flew out fiercely, smashing on stones not far away, and the bones of the whole body clicked chaotically, I don't know how many were broken, and there was no breath at all.

He straightened up and glanced around.

The ground was littered with the corpses of men in black, all of which had a white clown on them.

Andlera and Nightmare also came from the other two directions.

Andlera shook the blood off her sword.

"These people are still clowns. What role can they do here? Send them to death?"

"Maybe it's to screen the qualifications to participate in the competition. Nightmare yawned. "It's too boring, that is, it's better than ordinary people, and it's scrapped with a little bit. No play at all. ”

The three of them were standing in front of a narrow tunnel between two mountain walls, just big enough for one person to pass through. The passage between the black rocks becomes deeper and deeper in the dense fog.

"Are you leaving?" asked Nightmare casually.

"Of course. Garon strode into the tunnel. Suddenly, his face changed, and his body quickly jumped backwards.

Bang!!!

A deafening explosion rang out.

Large expanses of red flames and rubble pressed down on the trio.

Bell Bell Bell !!

Andrela's body suddenly appeared in front of Garon. The long sword in his hand instantly turned into a silver mirror. Chop all the rubble into pieces, and even the flames are blocked.

The three of them were rushed dozens of meters away by the huge impact, and several scorched black marks were scratched on the ground.

Throughout the area, as seen from above, a red mushroom cloud slowly rose, and a strong wind rolled around it, blowing away a large area shrouded in white mist. Large expanses of black rocky ground are exposed.

"Clown King!" Garon was completely furious, and he was already holding back his anger when the golden sword seat and golden seal were lost before. Now he was attacked by clowns one after another, just a moment. Almost completely hit by the buried explosives.

If he hadn't felt that something was wrong with the ground environment around him, and it seemed that someone had moved him, he might have been injured by this explosion.

He is not afraid of bullets, but it does not mean that he is not afraid of large-yield explosives that will be completely blown up in the front.

Not only him, but Nightmare and Andlera were also disgraced, and they were no longer as relaxed as before.

"Let's go!" Garon waved his hand and smashed a blasted stone into the air, striding forward. Being attacked one after another, caught between embarrassment and passivity, he became more and more impatient in his heart.

"My makeup!!" Nightmare cried as she tried to take out the vanity mirror to make up for the stained face, and when she touched her pocket, the vanity mirror had completely shattered into countless pieces. "Damn Clown King, don't let me see you!!"

Andlera silently slapped the dust off her body.

The three of them sped up one after the other, following the lines on the ground and rushing towards the first point.

In the center of the Southern Regions, an eerie area without any fog.

Black stone statues stand here, standing or sitting, with different movements, forming a dense and large black stone forest.

In the middle of the Statue Forest, there is a clearing, surrounded by stone statues, and there is no obstacle.

A group of black-clad men were walking cautiously in the clearing, jumping next to the stone statues, jumping as far as they could to walk, and being extremely cautious about the wide and flat clearings.

"This is it, everyone, be careful. Tower, are you alright?" the blonde woman who walked at the front looked back worriedly.

"It's okay, you can still hold on. Don't think of me as a flower in a greenhouse. A middle-aged man at the back of the line replied, biting a black pipe and smashing it from time to time to take a puff.

"By the way, what about the things we found? (To be continued......)