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After understanding it, he felt relieved. At this moment, with his elders leading the way, he felt relieved and felt that this "elder" was not an ordinary person. Not only did he know everything about me, he also seemed to know a lot about my background. I should have a relationship with my grandfather, but I've never heard my grandfather mention it before.

My grandpa was the kind of person who would tell me all sorts of things that he and the biologist thought up but didn't do. If he had such a good relationship with Elder Li, then there was no reason not to tell me. That they had fallen out? Elder Li's attitude towards me was different.

There was only one door in front of him, but it was only the shape of a door, sealed on all three sides. I looked up. There were cracks in it, or gaps in the maze, half an elbow high, wide enough for a person to pass through.

This is what we look like from below. I think it should be wider up there. I'm the highest, so I'm in charge of this matter, but this door is two meters tall, and if I go up there, the other two can only stare and do nothing. In the end, it was settled that Song Ping would lead the way. First, let me help him up, then Old Song.

I held Song Ping's thighs with my hands and lifted him up. After all, he was a grown man and he knew that I wouldn't be able to last long. He clapped his hands together and suddenly let out a blood-curdling screech.

I looked up, and his hands flew back and he fell, and I was a cushion of flesh under him, and it hurt. A few of his ribs seemed to have been broken. Song Ping rolled to the side and held his hands in front of his chest. I breathed heavily, ignoring the burning sensation on my back and the pain in my ribs as I looked at him. Song Ping's hands were covered in blood. The dark red liquid dripped down his arms and reached his elbows. He was hissing and gasping. I immediately turned to my pack, which contained bandages and disinfectant. Elder Li stopped rummaging through his bag and looked at me.

I unscrewed the cap and was about to pour it up when I saw that in the middle of his palm was an iron spike with red rust on it. I didn't dare to be careless. I made him bear with it and pulled the spike out with all my strength. The spike was so thick that his breath turned into a grunt.

There was a hole in the middle of my palm, and the meat inside it had even turned out, and this was f * cking excruciating. I used alcohol to wipe the periphery, and Song Ping bit his lip until it was white. I wrapped the bandage tightly around my face, and when both hands were done, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Above …"

Elder Li took the two needles. Song Ping was unable to move at the moment, at least his hands were temporarily unable to use any strength. The bandages bled very quickly, revealing a thin layer. I felt my way up the wall.

With my luggage under my feet, and my feet almost level with the top of the wall, I pressed my hands against the wall, but I didn't feel the needles standing up. They were uneven, but there was absolutely no sharpness in them.

I didn't dare to be careless. I turned my head slightly and the flashlight in my mouth shone. I looked sideways and saw countless holes on the surface of the wall. The dense spikes emitted a red light and were at the same level as the wall. There were two bloody handprints, but the spikes were already empty.

I swallowed, feeling the death scythe beneath my palm. He did not dare to use any force to push them down. He pressed his thumb down on the ground. His four fingers could only use force on his abdomen as he firmly hit the flat surface.

Elder Li was muttering something below, he could faintly hear something that shouldn't be said.

I studied things at the same height. Because of its width, the surroundings were solid, and only the middle area had a densely packed depression. But the solid part was no more than three centimeters, and I jumped. He moved the package to the side wall. There were no nails on it.

It seemed that this defense was still not perfect. I reckoned that I could climb up to the top, step on the wall, and lie down on all fours.

When the flashlight reached them, the light seemed to have been swallowed. It was so dense that it did not reveal even the slightest bit of its inner state.

As Elder Li had said, I made a gesture of greeting down there, my feet sticking to the wall from side to side. The nail was only a few centimeters away from me, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Zichen reached down with both of his feet, clenched his teeth, and fell.

It was pitch black here, and the light from the flashlight was much smaller. Only I could see a little around me, so the range of view was extremely low. I wanted to call out to the two people next door, but the sound seemed to have died down. It was like I was in a vacuum, and all I could hear was my own soft voice, and there was no echo at all.

I rubbed my ears. I could hear the clear sound of friction, but I shouted at the wall.

There's nothing wrong with my ears. That's the environment. Not only was the light gone, my voice was also swallowed. This was the direction of extreme joy that Elder Li had said?

How could there be such a great difference in power between just a wall and a wall? I wanted to climb back up, but with the package in front of me, it would be hard for me to jump down. I immediately gritted my teeth and sat on the ground, waiting for them to come over.

Time slowed down here, and the total silence that surrounded me was even more frightening than the extreme noise, and with the darkness that filled my eyes, this panic reached its peak and turned into fear.

I don't know how long I waited, but when I counted to almost eight hundred, there was still no sound from the other side. There was no movement above my head.

I didn't give up and tried jumping up again, but it was useless. I rubbed my head which was full of short hair that was tied up. I had to admit that it was indeed like that.

This was f * cking …

With the passage of time, I reckon that they'll either be gone or won't be able to return. My hands prop them up, but I still feel like we have to move forward.

Since Elder Li said that there's no big problem here, I just have to be careful and avoid the traps. At most, I can just turn back.

As soon as I moved, I felt something move in the air. His eyes moved, and countless black particles floated in the light.

I immediately understood what was going on. I thought that there was something mystical going on. This black mist (or haze?) After all, it seemed impossible to dissipate) the light from the flashlight, or perhaps it could even be said that the light was radiating from these objects.

I tried a small wave of my hand. It was indeed effective, but this experiment was useless. I could only pass through this black fog.

I almost crouched down on the ground and moved forward, pressing my body against the cold wall so that I could focus on the other three.

The advantage of walking close to the ground was obvious. There were some potholes on the ground, and there was even some black liquid on them. I didn't dare to touch it, so I could only carefully avoid it.

I walked along against the wall until it suddenly became uneven and colder.

There was a puddle of water in front of me, and I walked away from it, leaning against the wall, my hands on the wall, ready to stand up and step over it. The place where his palm touched was not a smooth surface that was as cold and hard as before. To be precise, it was cold and hard without changing at all. Its smooth surface became uneven, just like a small concave on a snake's scale.

I thought it was a stone inscription. I subconsciously shone the flashlight on it and almost fell into the black pool.

This is a giant python, a real giant python. My hand is on its side scales, two more steps and I will be able to touch its eyelids, coiling my body here.

My palm was instantly covered in cold sweat. When I retracted my palm, I could still feel the uneven surface of my palm. I heaved a sigh of relief. The snake seemed to be dead. I didn't dare to press it hard, but I could feel the explosive power and elasticity of my hands.

My back itched, and I knew it was for my own good, but the itch wouldn't go away. I took a few steps back, and when the wall reappeared near my hand, I reached inside my coat and touched it, feeling nothing on my back. Shocked, I reached my hand in. The cold feeling eased the numbness and itchiness, but the sensation was much clearer. I felt the densely packed grains on my muscles, but I couldn't see the situation.

This feeling didn't last long. A sound of friction came from the ground. When it reached his ears, it had already turned into the sound of cotton rubbing. However, he had no doubt that it was real.

My heart quivered and I didn't know what to do. My body was already on the ground and my ear touched the cold ground. The sound became clearer, but I didn't know what it was.

I was stunned for a moment before a hissing sound came from the front. Following that, a strong gust of wind assaulted me. It was as though the flashlight was broken. The wind was intermittent, and the black mist was gradually being pushed behind me. I immediately tiptoed back. Although the Second and the Third Junior were not here, the Eldest Senior Brother could tell at a glance that this was a demonic wind. The black fog may have been a hindrance to the enemy, but now it's my cover. However, when the scenery in front of him brightened up slightly, the battle between the two demons was revealed. Not at all. I chuckled, waiting to see who would lose. I'm not panicking for the moment. There's a chain under the snake's skin, and the entire body of the snake is wrapped in a black four-limbed beast. Both moms look like they can swallow me in one gulp.

The sound of the black fog dispersing became clearer, and he could even hear the sound of grinding and claws scraping against the ground.

The sound of the iron chains being pulled was very chaotic. The two voices overlapped at the same time, so it was likely that both of them had the same sound.

I turned around and ran back. The deeper I went, the denser the black fog became. The light from the flashlight dimmed and dimmed until I couldn't see any light at all. Once I was inside, I couldn't hear anything that was happening outside. My heart jolted and I slowly walked to the front of the fog.

I thought that was too beautiful. The light from the flashlight just happened to hit the pair of cold eyes in the middle of the light. I immediately saw through the situation. However, the situation instantly became disadvantageous to me. The black Four-Clawed Beast in the middle growled, and stopped fighting with the giant python. Instead, it rubbed its only claw against the ground, as if it was trying to lower its head towards me.

I was startled, but the snake twisted even tighter. From my side, the middle part of the snake's body was about to explode, so the black beast probably couldn't endure it any longer. With one claw, it stabbed into the snake's eye, causing it to bleed profusely.

It was just two moves, but before it was completely swallowed, the beast fiercely moved twice and suddenly stopped moving. The body of the snake slowly relaxed.

I find it baffling. Is the snake poison that powerful? Puff! The snake suddenly exploded into a mist of blood, and its body turned around, but its stomach was already cut open. Its belly faced upwards, and with a ripping sound, its entire stomach was stretched open.

I was stunned for a moment before turning around to flee into the black fog. I didn't know if I should bite it open or tear it open, but to be able to peel off the skin of a huge python made it seem as if I was having fun.

However, they suddenly heard an earth-shaking low roar. The sound of the beast charging towards them disappeared, and only rustling sounds could be heard. I hid myself in a corner of the black fog. The light from my flashlight was weakening, but the beast didn't move. I was stunned as I saw the snake's body slowly twist. Its head was in the middle of the beast's torso.

This bloody scene is weird and bloody. The body of the beast was covered with a layer of snake skin, and the snake passed through the belly of the beast like a ball of blood.

A strong smell of blood and a corrosive stench mixed with a strong wind blew by. Only then did I realize that this wind wasn't the result of two beasts fighting. I couldn't help but laugh at myself.

There's wind, and there's an exit in front? At least not closed. There was no reaction from the front of such a huge disturbance just now. This kind of monster that was in a life and death struggle should not be here for the time being.

I don't know how she managed to survive. It seemed that she was just an ordinary little yellow snake. I didn't know how long she had spent, but she died just like that.

Thinking about the giant snake under the reservoir, I was speechless. Were pets so popular these days?

The wind had stopped, and the only thing left in the air was the smell of blood.

If I can't get to the front and stay here to eat snake meat, I should be able to survive for a while. I touched the chocolate in my pants pocket. I put the chocolate in my mouth, refreshed by the taste, and popped the Swiss Knife out and walked on.

The huge snake from before should have been the one that died beside me. The place where it was originally coiled is now empty, revealing a concave wall. The fixed iron chains on the wall have already loosened.

Even if he died, he had to drag the enemy down to hell. Looking at the hexagonal corpse and the bear corpse on top of it, I felt an inexplicable sense of worship.

When I die, I'il be the same as well... Pui! I smacked my head in annoyance. That fluffy black bear's corpse was half as tall as me and very sturdy. Luckily, it was dragged to its death by the snake. Otherwise, it would have come to my side … There can't be a complete corpse left.

I shivered. I didn't want to stay here any longer, so I bowed to the snake and walked forward with my chocolate in my mouth.

The bitter taste of the dark chocolate spread in his mouth. The black fog had stopped blowing, but it still stayed there, as if it had a physical entity, and no longer spread out. The range of light from the flashlight expanded, and my sense of security skyrocketed. The soles of my shoes were stained with blood. I was walking step by step, and they were all stained with blood.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, I reached the end of the straight path. A stone door carved with a painting appeared before my eyes.

I was in no hurry to push it open and study the design on the door.

It depicted a group of winged, robed men wielding swords, all thrusting left and right toward a skeleton on the ground. Compared to the skeleton that took up most of the space, the wingman was only the size of two knuckles of mine. It was a huge difference in physical strength. However, the first thing I noticed were those villains and not human bones. I don't know if it was because my focus was too weird.

In this kind of design, the righteous side were usually people with wings. How could they look so much like European angels? They wore simple, wide-sleeved robes of unknown ages, and the most detailed clothes carved were extremely detailed and detailed. I leaned over to take a closer look, a little out of place, looked up and down a few times, and saw that the problem was with my clothes. This one was the left lapel.

This was not a matter of principle. What if the craftsman made a mistake? I looked around and saw that they were all dressed in the same way. When I looked at the skeleton again, I gasped.

That's something.