Chapter 388

"... they don't seem to notice here."

Deep in the dark tunnel, a black robed fascist stood at the corner holding the rock wall, narrowed his eyes into a crack, stared at the wandering rotten corpse devil in the distance, and said faintly.

He turned and looked back. The scarred Isaac and Lucian were squatting on the side of the tunnel, holding their breath. Their tired and red faces were hard to see.

"We're safe, temporarily."

At the moment when fascist's understatement fell, Lucian immediately opened his mouth and gasped desperately, convulsing up and down like a drowning fish;

Isaac on one side was unbearable and lay down directly on the ground, just like a pool of mud, with only his chest constantly fluctuating.

"How did you do it?" the grey pupil boy gasped violently, and there was an unbelievable tone in his tired and weak voice: "let those rotten corpse demons fail to find our existence..."

Looking back, Francis snorted. The cold expression made Lucian creepy, and subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword around his waist.

"The rotten corpse devil is only a crude puppet of demons after all, and we can know the method as long as we have a little understanding." there is not much expression on Francis's face: "what's more, this is the tunnel to niederhogg, which contains strong power enough to offset our own breath."

"The rest is to try not to make a sound."

Silently nodding, Lucian coughed softly, helped Isaac beside him to sit down on the rock wall, and tried to keep his eyes away from the "Lord Francis".

As the youngest flag leader of duanjieshan fortress, Lucian certainly knows the habits of the rotten corpse devil - otherwise, he could not have escaped around with such a burden as Isaac and escaped countless pursuits of demons.

The reason why he had to ask such questions was just a trick to cover up his surprised expression.

Time, back to almost seven or eight quarters of an hour ago

At the moment when the Lord farnesis suddenly appeared, thousands of corpse corrupting demons also arrived as scheduled; Almost without thinking, the three men rushed directly into the dark tunnel from the entrance.

The whole underground tunnel extends in all directions, and there is more than one road. It is dark and can't see anything clearly; Moreover, it seems that there are many fractures due to topographic changes and broken ice blocking the tunnel.

However, it was in such a dark and strange tunnel that the fascists walking in front seemed to be particularly familiar with the structure here. They took them to avoid the chasing demon army behind them again and again, and even deliberately introduced them into traps and cracks several times.

No, that's not just familiar, it's just... It's like

It's like he's been here countless times and has walked every road!

Panting violently, the incredible gray pupil boy couldn't believe the result he speculated.

The other party should know the exact location of the entrance from Lord Loren, otherwise they won't arrive here behind their own two people;

In principle, even if the church really has some great secrets, it should not let him know it like the back of his hand.

But what else can explain all this?!

One side of the fascist didn't seem to notice the expression change of the grey pupil boy, and he still stared at the other side of the tunnel without expression; His left hand clung to his right wrist wrapped in bandage and moved so hard that half of his arm was trembling slightly.

Is there... Anything there?

While taking care of the half dead Isaac, Lucian secretly peeped at the every move of fascism from time to time. His tight heartstrings had not been relaxed since the moment he met each other.

According to Isaac, the "bishop of fascism" had died in eboden long ago, and now the other party is standing in front of him alive.

Although he has experienced so many things, the strange smell of the other party always makes him feel an indescribable uneasiness

"I know what you want to ask, the illegitimate son of the welts."

The deep and low voice suddenly sounded in his ears, which made the gray pupil boy tremble slightly. His whole body seemed to freeze, and he didn't even dare to look back.

"Whether you finally decide to speak or not, you'd better not touch what you shouldn't touch."

"Lord Lucian, whether you believe it or not, the meaning of your existence far exceeds the value of your life."

The half squatting Francis slowly said and looked at him meaningfully: "because... You should have died in the fortress of duanjie mountain."

"Your death caused Conrad desallion to miss the best time to go north. Faoda found the entrance of niederhogg to bring the 'dead' back to the sky; the defenseless fortress of duanjie mountain. It was destroyed like withering and decaying under the wave of hundreds of thousands of corpse demons;"

"The sakran Empire ended in the 12th generation and the world returned to the chaotic ancient kingdom... It should have been so."

"Originally..."

The grey pupil boy was so frightened that his pupils trembled and his body shook suddenly!

The expression of Francis was gloomy and terrible, and the deep pupil made Lucian cold even if he didn't look at each other.

At the next moment, Francis got up slowly and directly ignored the two people who fell to the ground and walked deeper into the tunnel; Lucian, who reacted in an instant, almost cried out and quickly stretched out his hand:

"Please, please wait..."

"The demons outside did not continue to catch up, which shows that Loren Turin's plan has been successful. The apostles of the 'dead' should not pose any threat for the time being, and it will never be possible to find a real entrance."

"If the expectation is good, it should also be in his plan."

The fascist, who did not look back, said indifferently, with a chill in his voice:

"As for the right way... There are traces left by 'traitors' everywhere. With a little care, you can find the location of those ancient sakran cross marks and the inscriptions of the old scriptures - even if you can't find them, the wizard who woke up and pretended to be dead should be able to find them!"

Surprised, Lucian turned his head and Isaac, who was lying next to him, turned his eyes, with a helpless and afraid expression.

How on earth did he find out

He was so familiar with the tunnel, noticed his actions, and found Isaac pretending to be dead... Under the calm disguise of the grey pupil boy, he was already scared to the extreme.

After swallowing his saliva, Lucian immediately thought of another frightening fact.

Francis... If he really found here according to Loren's hint, how did he know that Isaac could understand the ancient Saxophone cross and the old Sutra?!

Can it be said that the other party has the ability to predict the future or spy on people's hearts... But isn't he the bishop of the Holy Cross Church? How can he have this power?!

In the dark tunnel, the grey pupil boy with his head down seemed to feel the body of Francis and another pair of eyes looking at them all the time

Creepy -!

"Listen clearly, illegitimate son of the welts; tell Loren this when he joins you."

The quiet voice of Francis came from the other end of the tunnel. His figure seemed to tremble slightly in the dark. In his calm words, he could hear the sound of gritting his teeth and enduring something again:

"Tell Loren Turin that I know exactly what he is looking for and why he came to niederhogg at all costs;"

"But... He is destined to work in vain. Just like Logan, who was regarded as the 'first Wizard' by humble wizards hundreds of years ago, he will never get everything he wants!"

"If he is as stubborn as he was in eboden

Niederhogg... Is his end! "

The next moment, the thin figure disappeared at the end of the tunnel.

The frightened Isaac quickly got up from the ground, hid behind Lucian and clung to his clothes:

"What does he mean by what he just said...?"

"How could I know?"

The grey pupil boy stared at the other party's disappearance, and his confused mind was full of countless problems.

Perhaps this adventure of looking for the Dragon King City is far from what you can imagine from the beginning