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She was reminded of the stories that had been passed down among the explorers—the demons who crawled out of the abyss, the ghosts who died with grudges, or the undead who lingered. They are all explorers' nightmares, even the four eyes can kill people, illusions and deception are all tricks they are good at, could it be that such monsters are hidden in this ruin?

Although Thunder said that these stories were nothing more than nonsense made up by some third-rate explorers, she still felt a wavering in her heart at this moment. Otherwise, who else can be besieged by the devil and still be able to shout inside for months, without even changing the tone and interval?

She is now faced with a dilemma - if it is really a legend, killing all the devils, it seems that she will not escape the fate of trespassing herself. But if the other party really persevered until now, then the devil should still be in the ruins, what should I do?

After hesitating for a moment, she decided to fly back to talk to Maisie first.

After a brief account of the situation, Maisie raised her head and said, "We can put out the torches and sneak in, so that the devil will not see us." ”

"Well, we can't see them anymore. ”

"I can be an owl," said the pigeon, rubbing against her face, "and no amount of darkness can make me coo." ”

Lightning's eyes lit up, "That's a good idea, but ...... Those legendary evil creatures have lived in the dark all their lives, and there is always a way to find their prey, right? ”

"Didn't you say they were all made up by others to scare people?"

"It's not me, it's my dad. The little girl corrected.

"It's all the same, I've never heard of immortal monsters in Greycastle anyway, if they're that scary, they shouldn't just stay in that little part of the fjord, right?" ”

Yes, if you are a qualified explorer, you will never miss an opportunity to verify the legend. What's more, she still has a heart barrier to overcome, and if she runs away now, her efforts will be wasted. Lightning hesitated for a moment, then decided to do as Maisie said.

But wait...... I came here because I had to overcome my fears, so why was the other party so interested in exploring the ruins?......

"You can't wait, you can't wait for that basket of eggs, right?"

The owl blinked its large, round eyes and turned its head away.

......

Standing at the entrance to the basement again, Lightning took a few deep breaths, clutched the revolver in his hand, and stepped into the deep darkness.

Probably because of Maisie squatting on her shoulder, she felt much calmer than before.

The ground is damp to the touch, and from time to time you will encounter a puddle of water. This is a low-lying place, and the rainwater falling into the tower will slowly collect downward, although there are generally culverts in the basement for drainage, but after hundreds of years of wind and rain, these culverts may have been blocked.

Maisie patted her head with her wings, which meant that there was a downward staircase ahead.

Lightning slowed down, probing the edge of the stairs little by little, and then carefully descended the steps, and after turning a corner, she suddenly saw a light.

A soft yellowish light filtered through the end of the staircase and spilled onto the ground, reflecting the sparkling waves.

After she looked closely, she realized that the slightly shaking ground was actually a piece of sewage. According to the door frame of the small half-buried in the water, the water at the bottom of the basement is probably up to the knees.

She cautiously walked to the junction of the stairs and the water, her feet off the ground, and slowly floated to the door, looking inside.

The inside of the door was empty—the underground space of this stone tower was incredibly large, far larger than the above-ground part. She didn't see a single flaming torch, the yellow glow coming from the stone inlaid in the wall. While they roughly outline the basement, they also allow Lightning to see everything in the room.

In the center of the room stood a stone platform on which stood several figures, all of whom were demons as they could be seen from the carapace and burly figures behind them. Fortunately, the enemy did not notice the movement by the door, but held a spear and a large shield, and surrounded a boxy blue stone pillar in it.

At this time, the cry for help became clearer and clearer, as if ringing in her ears.

"Help me, save me......"

Lightning swallowed, what to do next?

"We ......"

"Go get her help," Maisie whispered in her ear.

"Huh?" said the little girl, "but there are several devils there...... There's no way we've ever shot them!" She felt sweat in her palms gripping the handle of her gun, "If Sister Nightingale is here, I'm fine, but I'm alone...... It can't be done. ”

"Is that what you call the devil?" Maisie said, tilting her head, "they all seem to be dead." ”

"What, dead?"

Before she could finish speaking, Maisie had already risen into the air and flew towards the high platform, so frightened that Lightning froze in place for a moment, and even forgot to reach out and hold her. By the time she reacted, she had already pounced on a devil, and Lightning gritted her teeth and raised her gun to follow, silently reciting Professor Nightingale's shooting essentials.

As a result, a surprising scene appeared, only to see the devil who had been pecked twice by the owl collapsed with a bang, like a weather-beaten broken stone, and turned into a pile of flying ash in the blink of an eye.

This...... Lightning fell beside Maisie, looking at the other three demons in amazement.

Under the reflection of yellow light, their bodies are densely covered with tiny cracks, and there are traces of spider webs between their legs, and through the hideous heads, you can see that their eyes and skin are gray, and they do not have a trace of vitality at all. I see, she thought, owls have better eyesight in dim light than she does, which is why Maisie said that.

But before he could relax, Lightning's gaze was completely attracted to something else.

In the high platform surrounded by the devil, there stood a huge cube, which looked like a stone pillar from a distance, but when you looked closely, you realized that it was actually transparent. Wrapped in the cube was a woman in a gorgeous robe, her eyes closed, her hands open, and her long blue hair spread back, as if she was still fluttering in the wind.

"Is this the witch goo?" Maisie flew over the crystal and pecked, this time it didn't shatter, but let out a crisp tapping sound, "What a hard goo!"

"I don't know," Lightning murmured, placing her hand on the crystal, a cold chill coming through her skin - the surface of the crystal was covered with a thick layer of dust, and it was clear that the woman had been in this "sarcophagus" for a long time. Her expression was lifelike, her frowning eyebrows were raised, and she looked a little flustered, but more anxious and worried.

"Help Me ......"

The voice came from behind the crystal again. (To be continued.) )