Chapter 135 [Giant Serpent Altar]
Chadson looked at the top of the tall and spacious cavern overhead, and the surprise in his eyes was still hard to dissolve.
Although he has been in the dark streets for many years, has fought in groups, has been a thief, has made cameo appearances as robbers, and knows the mysterious casters who can use magic, it is inevitable that he will be surprised when the caster changes everything he knows.
Originally, the caverns in the sewers here were narrow and narrow, and it was reluctant for a person to bow his head, but now, under the magic transformation of the caster, it is more than five meters high, much higher than the room of a civilian.
And the interior of the cavern below has undergone jaw-dropping changes, and it is more of an underground palace than a sewer.
The front hall, the back hall, the main hall, the altar, the room, everything is available, except for the altar that is still under construction, the others are already in shape.
And the creatures inside were beyond Chadson's imagination, in addition to the selected elite members of the Ouroboros Gang, there were also a lot of poisonous snakes and pythons, and even the snake figure he saw in the hall when he came out just now!
It all started to make him wonder if he was here right or not, after all, he had no idea how these things came to be.
But when he thought that the sum of money that would be enough for him to pay his daughter for the first year of her education at the Mage Academy, he still felt that he should shut up, stop thinking, guard the door of the cave, hide in the shadows, and watch his surroundings vigilantly.
Since you are here for the money, you have to be worthy of that salary.
But he stayed here for almost a long time, and what he heard and saw was still the same.
There was still nothing but the sound of the water, the dripping, the rats running, and the wind blowing through the damp sewers.
As far as the eye could see, under the afterglow of the flames of the passage, there was no figure except for the dirty bluestone slab floor.
Dirty rats don't run into the flames to keep warm, they like to hide in the shadows, just like him.
Chadson laughed to himself, and then he heard a series of rapid mouse squeaks coming from outside.
It seems that something is catching up behind it.
He looked over curiously, and saw several black-haired rats running wildly, and the root cause of their escape was a stray gray cat.
It was following the rats unhurriedly, occasionally coming up and knocking down one and then killing it, and not eating, as if it were playing.
And it also has cat eyes the color of the ocean, just like his eight-year-old daughter Shi Liya, full of innocence and innocence.
It makes people feel good.
It's just that this gray cat is too embarrassed, whether it is the dirt on the hair, or the fluffy hair on the body is tied with a few dirty knots.
It's not lovely, but there's nothing bad about it.
In the outside world, the black-haired rats rushed towards Chadson's place, and a few of them ran to the inside of the cave in a panic.
Chadson didn't stop it, and he couldn't stop it, not to mention, even if these rats went in, they would be devoured by the snakes crawling inside.
But the gray cat also stopped and kept running in, which made Chadson hesitate to go in for a while to stop the gray cat or continue to stay and watch the outside world.
However, in the end, he chose to continue to guard the door, cats and mice or something, so that they were not the objects of his stalking, and there was no need to alarm the adults inside.
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Gordon easily skimmed the entrance marked on the map and entered the so-called altar, but the path was tortuous.
There are not only stairs that go down dozens of steps deep, but also two bifurcated passages on the left and right, the same height as above.
Gordon listened for a while, then walked to the side where there was movement, along the dark and unlit left passage, Gordon walked about twenty steps, and in front of him there was a slope of natural stone that went deeper downward, so smooth that Gordon could slide down directly with his buttocks.
Under the stone ramp, there is also a faint light and noise, and the sound seems to be the sound of metal colliding and scales colliding with mountain rocks, just like the sound of Gordon occasionally grinding its tail with rocks.
However, when Gordon walked down, he still couldn't see it, because the firelight appeared through a curtain that seemed to be made of animal skin, and it also officially and firmly covered most of the space at the entrance of the cave, allowing Gordon to see only a little vision from underground.
It looked down on its stomach and saw only a fire-brown rock wall reflected in the campfire, and it was clear that the opposite side was not what it thought it was a hall, but just a corner.
The thick curtain that hung low to the bottom did not stop Gordon from moving forward, and it crept into it from the ground.
At a cat's height, it doesn't even make a sound, and it doesn't alarm a curtain.
After all, cats are known to be liquid animals.
However, to be on the safe side, it only leaked a head, and the body under it was hidden in the veil.
It poked its head out, and its blue eyes shrank slightly.
What are they doing here?
Gordon couldn't help but wonder in his heart.
Whether it's the serpentine humanoids casting spells on the walls of the cave, or the humans working hard to give the snake people a hand, or the majestic serpent altar that is half built.
All surprised Gordon.
There were several caves the size of football fields in front of me, and torches were everywhere.
The floor and walls of the cave had been smoothed by spells, and the stalactites and stalagmites above their heads had been turned into serpentine vertical statues by spells, and at first glance, hundreds of black snakes were swooping down overhead.
The wall was also decorated with the Ouroboros pattern that Gordon had seen on Nina.
Of course, the most significant of these is a half-finished black snake sculpture that occupies most of the cave, with only the upper body and the lower body still under construction.
The black snake's bloody mouth could easily swallow a creature of Gordon's size, and it didn't even need to open its mouth much.
However, the sculpture was hollow, as Gordon could see the snake men polishing the walls and shaping the lower half of the black snake's body.
The six-foot-tall snake caster couldn't even reach a third of the height of the black snake statue, enough to see how huge it was.
Anaconda plague, this is ......
Gordon looked at the statue and couldn't help but complain.
However, it has not forgotten the purpose of its trip, which is to find Vimil.
But in the cave, it searched several times, but did not see Vimeer.
Except for those who were less than ten snake casters, most of them were members of the Ouroboros gang, and there were a few black robes whose faces could not be seen clearly.
They were all doing the work of renovation workers, carving scales into the body of the unfinished black snake statue.
Gordon watched for a while, and when he found nothing, he turned back, walked back to the fork, and resolutely walked to the entrance of another passage.
At the end of the passage was a stone bridge over a crack in the ground, unguarded but with a pair of floating eyes staring at the bridge.
--"Scout Guard!"
There's a scout guard here!Gordon immediately stopped his steps and hid in the shadows of the cavern from the scout guard.
Although, it may have been spotted, a stray cat did not attract the attention of the caster.
It was also when Gordon hesitated whether to pretend to be innocent and break into the stone bridge.
There was movement on the other side of the stone bridge.
A human male voice was heard from afar.
"Got it! I'll tell you to Mistress Vermeer!"
In the shadows, Gordon's cat ears immediately stood up when they caught the word Vermeer!