Sherlock walked to the end of the steps and was indeed a slurry prison.

The fiery red slurry was burning with hot bubbles, and the high temperature made everyone feel that the moisture in their skin was constantly passing, evaporating, and their mouths and tongues were dry.

Except for Clockdal, everyone else was already drinking water.

“Drying is not good for the skin.”

Tihana said, her body was already leaning on Herring.

At this time, Heling's body inspired self-protection wit, emitting a layer of water mist, and it would feel particularly cool when approaching her.

Tihana even licked Herring's cheek.

It made her blush and her heart beat.

Sherlock coughed twice, pushed away the seductive goblin witch Tihana, and pulled Heling to her side.

"So stingy."

Tihana muttered, unbuttoned the collar of her clothes and sighed, “It’s so hot.”

Whether it was a pirate or a clergyman, everyone looked straight.

In this hot environment, when facing a beauty like a witch, a trace of evil fire inevitably popped up in my heart.

Clockdal's cold eyes made their evil fire breathe instantly.

"When the labor and capital go out, you must stay at the Rose Theater for a month."

One-eyed Adama Naji said.

"In a month, you have to spend all your savings?"

Another pirate teased.

"Besides, when you walk out of here, you are the archipelago. There is definitely no Rose Theatre on the archipelago."

"Are there no indigenous women on the archipelago? Don't stop your brothers at that time."

The pirates have long been deeply resentful about Sherlock and Herring showing off their food at any time.

Sherlock thought for a while and said, "If I had known that you were so hungry, I would have kept the six-eyed thousand-legged beast for you just now."

“…”

The pirates were speechless.

The clergy are also men, so of course they can understand Sherlock's words.

Only Herring looked at Sherlock blankly, "What can I do if I keep it?"

The pirates laughed without saying a word.

Sherlock patted Herring's little head and changed the topic, "Can you separate the rain and fog?"

Heling nodded, and the rain and mist on her body floated like a layer of gauze dress, and put it on others, and then another layer of rain and mist condensed on her body.

After repeated operations several times, everyone was covered in rain and fog clothes.

Their bodies are no longer hot and they don’t feel lost. They are like being in an oasis in the desert, and their whole body is comfortable.

"What is the principle of making this rain fog?"

Sherlock asked curiously.

Heling leaned into his ear and whispered, "The saliva of the unicorn."

Sherlock nodded slightly, but he didn't mind either. I'm afraid others wouldn't mind either.

Pipicia, who knew the truth, refused to wear the rain and fog clothes, but her fur was ignited and turned into a burning fat bat.

But its physique will never die no matter how hard it is.

Sherlock no longer cares about it. He is such a disgusting bat, who knows that he has a cleanliness obsession?

Sherlock felt that Herring's rain fog clothes were very good to cool down. If she felt hot in the future, let her lick it.

No, it will be hotter.

Sherlock stopped Recognition and looked at the slurry pool that could not see the end.

There is no place to settle here, so how did it become a problem?

Clockdal stood forward and a gravel storm appeared in his hand.

A gravel storm rushed into the slurry pool, and a sandy road appeared in front of everyone.

"Let's go."

Sherlock gave Lao Sha a thumbs up.

Everyone continued to move forward.

"Sir, why are you so familiar with the environment here?"

asked the missionary Willie.

"I just saw more than you guys."

Sherlock said.

Willie nodded thoughtfully, "Mr. Frank, if it were you, there might be hope to take us to unravel the curse."

"Don't have too much hope for me. I'll just give it a try and agree to come here. In fact, I have my own selfishness."

Sherlock said calmly.

"Is it selfish? Is it..."

Willie thought of something and nodded, "Anyone has it, just hope that after the curse can be broken."

Sherlock didn't speak.

Everyone was stepping on the extremely hot gravel under their feet, and everyone was speeding up.

"Through this piece of slurry, you should be in the tomb chamber."

Sherlock's words gave them hope.

Everyone nodded, and everyone was almost moving forward at full speed, except Sherlock and Herring.

Heling turned into a unicorn form at this time. Sherlock rode on her back and hugged her slender waist. She felt her body was cold and extremely happy.

Sherlock began to reflect on how he hadn't experienced this kind of happiness before.

"Sherlock..."

Herring made a slight sound, and Sherlock retracted his hand, "Heling, the direction is wrong, it's this."

He pointed out Herring's mistake again.

Heling blushed, turned his direction and followed Pipcia.

Pipicia shook her head, "Dog couple."

A rumbling sound rang.

The slurry suddenly surged.

Everyone was shocked, and the gravel road under their feet began to collapse.

Sherlock called on the power of the law in time, hooked up the silk thread of the law wrapped around everyone, lifted them up, and floated in the air.

This is similar to the control ability of wire fruits.

A monster slowly emerged from his head in the slurry.

[Mulsified twotailed fish, high-level monsters, sociable creatures, and hate all species except themselves.]

【hp:300 million】

【Skill: Mud kill, fire of aura, spiritual bondage】

This is a giant fish that looks extremely ugly.

It shook its tail and slapped the slurry, and a wave of slurry came in an instant.

This is unstoppable by the cloak of rain and mist. If it is touched, it will be wiped out instantly.

Herring hid nervously, and the companions she was carrying in Sherlock's hand also flew up.

"Ahhhhh, I'm going to die."

Kom screamed, in the air he was completely unable to control his balance, and the slurry passed by his face and his hair was ignited.

He quickly put out the flames and grabbed Bedema.

"Help."

Sherlock put earplugs on Herring, and others were controlled by him to wear earplugs.

Then, he gave Bedma a look.

Bedma nodded and spoke confidently.
To be continued...