The thick black blood spilled on the table, instantly corroding a big hole in the tabletop.
Hua Tianming sat down weakly at the table with a chair, and the paper and pen in the distance flew to his face with his wrist.
Pan Yue and Hu Lei looked at each other and read two words from each other's eyes: Revenge.
"Don't act rashly. There are more important things now, and I don't want to waste time with you."
Hua Tianming lay on the table and wrote quickly, but his back seemed to have eyes, and he didn't raise his head to warn the two of them.
Pan Yue turned his eyes to Fang Yang, and when he saw him, he shook his head helplessly and had to give up.
After a while, Hua Tianming put a drawing on the table.
"You have three days to take care of yourself."
After saying that, Hua Tianming disappeared into the air under the cover of the teleportation bubbles.
"Sit down."
Fang Yang sighed and slowly told Pan Yue and Hu Lei about his plans.
It turned out that it was necessary to get Pan Yue back to the past four mysterious materials, and one of them was in the map drawn by Hua Tianming - the maze deep in the Dead Pool.
The maze was originally guarded by the relatives of an evil god. The power of the relatives was too strong, and even Fang Yang had no chance of winning. But a few days ago, Fang Yang learned a news through the inside line inserted by the Dove of Peace: Mr. x can summon that family.
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This is why Fang Yang asked Hua Tianming to participate in this meeting. After the family members are summoned, they will follow the summoner for three days. They only need to irritate Mr. X to lead the family members of the evil god out of the dungeon.
They wanted Hua Tianming to be bait, but they never expected that Mr. X would summon it to attack Pan Yue.
"Pan Yue, I'm sorry, I was negligent."
"It's okay, it's just you and Hua Tianming..."
Pan Yue had long been used to facing danger and did not take it too seriously. Instead, the vague cooperative relationship between Fang Yang and Hua Tianming made him confused.
“Just use each other.”
Fang Yang didn't seem to want to explain too much about this, so he took the map in front of Pan Yue and Hu Lei.
I saw that every entrance and exit of the maze was marked in detail on the map, and a familiar symbol was painted in the center of the maze.
That circle is wrapped with a rectangle symbol.
"Xiao Hu, your fate is electric, and you can master the power of lightning well. I need you to create two ropes at the entrance of the maze to pull us in case of accidents. Pan Yue, you and I enter the maze together and set off.
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Fang Yang glanced at Pan Yue who was still stunned and couldn't help laughing.
"The stupid guy, they are all his own people, why are you still standing there? Take us to Huguang Village."
"Ah... OK, but I have a question, why don't we teleport directly to the center of the maze?"
"The teleportation destination can only be the place you have been, otherwise you will go to the place with the strongest dark energy nearby."
Only then did Pan Yue understand why he appeared in the church in the Misty City. Is this also under Hua Tianming's calculation? When he thought of this, his fear of him increased a little.
"Let's go, the sooner you move, the safer it will be."
Accompanied by a wave of energy fluctuations, Pan Yue took Fang Yang and Hu Lei back to the original starting point.
The bottomless dead pool still opened its big black mouth as usual, but this time Pan Yue obviously felt that her mental state was much relaxed - there was no endless murmuring, nor did she make people breathless
Stay calm.
He nodded to Fang Yang and jumped into the abyss that once scared him without hesitation.
Perhaps the best way to face fear is to face it directly.
Falling... Falling...
He had experienced this feeling of falling in the darkness when facing the illusion of the Purple Feather Eagle, but this time with Fang Yang behind him, he felt particularly at ease.
About ten seconds later, the three of them were steadily supported by a powerful air current rising from below and fell safely into the wet underground world.
Fang Yang slowly lowered his hands, and the airflow disappeared.
"Xiao Hu, come."
"yes!"
Two yellow arcs rushed out from Hu Lei's hands and were firmly trapped between Fang Yang and Pan Yue's waists.
"Thank you for your hard work, please wait here, Pan Yue, come with me."
"good."
The figures of the two were gradually swallowed up by the darkness, and the ropes on Hu Lei's hands also extended forward with their pace.
The blood-red light was gradually swallowed by the shadows behind them. Fang Yang waved his hand and lit a circle of light blue flames around the two of them illuminating the dark tunnel.
The damp and sticky walls are covered with spiders and moss, and these things that are accustomed to living in the shadows form a harmonious ecosystem here, forming a maze in the abyss into a gloomy paradise.
"Although the family members of the evil god are not here for the time being, there should be many mutants and demons in another world. If you use the power of nature to practice your hands, I will take action if there is any danger."
"good."
No matter where he is, Fang Yang's calm voice can always completely relax Pan Yue's heart.
"The spiritual power of the black magic and the advanced White Walker comes from the same source. The White Walker with strong mental power can suppress the dark energy in your body, but the power of nature will not be affected."
"I understand, General Fang Yang."
"You might as well call me Fang Yang directly. I'm not used to calling this."
"Fang...Fang Yang...Okay..."
A sad atmosphere spread in the air, and Fang Yang gradually realized a reality: no matter how hard he tried, no matter how good their relationship was, the years that had lasted between the two were not allowed.
Ignored, they can no longer be called brothers like they did back then.
"Well, Fang Yang is... Fang Yang, how did the scar on your face come from?"
"I was accidentally injured by a friend many years ago."
"oh......"
They chatted all the time, and before they knew it, they had been walking in the tunnel for more than half an hour, and finally saw a fork in the road ahead.
Fang Yang took out the map, and a trace of doubt appeared between his vicissitudes of his eyebrows.
"According to the map, we need to pass a corner to see the fork, but I remember it very clearly that we were walking straight along the way."
"I remember it's like this, too. Could it be..."
"Forget it, keep going. If there is any accident, just send us back to the entrance."
"good."
"Come on, turn left."
Fang Yang led Pan Yue to the corner and stopped alertly.
The road ahead is much wider than the entrance. The top of the passage and the walls on both sides are covered with cracks of all sizes, which spread out in an unnatural arc, as if they were forcibly stretched open by some huge object.
As they went deeper, the tunnel spread outwards became larger and larger, until they walked into a nearly spherical stone chamber.
White bones.
What caught my eye were many broken skeletons, and the skulls scattered all over the ground were almost exactly the same as those of humans.
"Grass."
Even though Fang Yang had experienced countless strong winds and waves, he could not help but curse in the face of this desolate scene.
At this time, a rumbling sound came from the passage in the distance, as if something was being squeezed by the narrow passage and rushed towards it.
The loud noise was getting closer and closer. Fang Yang took out an iron rod from his waist and hit the ground. The holy light illuminated the entire passage, but the thing had no intention of stopping.
"Not affected by magical tools, it seems that they are not a high-level White Walker. Pan Yue, have you felt the mental fluctuations?"
"No."
Finally, they saw that thing.
It looks boneless, and it keeps rolling and changing like mud under the squeeze of the wall.
This "silt" is composed of a gray-green substance between solid and liquid. Although it is extremely soft but very strong. After moving for such a long distance, there is no trace of wear.
"Variants..."
Pan Yue suddenly felt as if her chest was punched hard, and an indescribable shock surged into her heart.
Unlike the fear he encountered those high-level White Walkers, he did not feel scared at this moment, but was almost heartbroken to cry.
Because what shocked him was not the weird composition of that thing.
Pan Yue saw many human facial features in the constantly stirring "mud".
Eyes, nose, mouth...
Their locations have long been disrupted, and they are flowing around as if they have fallen into the surging sea water.
He finally understood what the gray-green substance was like a corrupt corpse.
The strange thing in front of me was actually the meat paste composed of the owners of those corpses! This chapter has been completed!