Chapter 317 "Ice Coffin"

Lightning felt goose bumps all over his body.

She immediately thought of the stories that were circulated among explorers—the demons crawling out of the abyss, the ghosts who died with a grudge, or the undead who lingered. They are all explorers' nightmares, even if they look at each other, they can kill people. Illusions and deception are their tricks. Could it be that such monsters are also hidden in this ruins?

Although Lei Ting said that these stories were just nonsense made up by some third-rate explorers, she still felt shaken in her heart at this moment. Otherwise, who could have been besieged by the devil and still shouted for months without changing the pitch or interval?

She is now facing a dilemma - if it is really a legendary evil, killing all the devils, it seems that she will not escape bad luck if she breaks in without authorization. But if the other party really insisted until now, then the devil should still be in the ruins, what should we do?

After hesitating for a moment, she decided to fly back to Maggie to discuss it.

After briefly explaining the situation, Maggie raised her head and said, "We can put out the torch and sneak in, so the devil won't be able to see us."

"Well, we can't see them either."

"I can become an owl," said the dove, rubbing her face. "No matter how dark the night is, I can't be bothered."

Lightning's eyes lit up, "This is a good idea, but... Those legendary evil creatures have lived in the dark all their lives, so there must be a way to find their prey, right? Otherwise, they should have starved to death long ago."

"Didn't you say that they were all fabricated by others to scare people?"

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

"It's all the same. Anyway, I've never heard of immortal monsters in Greycastle. If they're really that scary, shouldn't they just stay in that small place in the fjord?" A ray of light emerged from Maggie's body, The pigeon suddenly swelled up and turned into a taupe owl, its eyes were eager to try, "I thought you would be very interested in these legends."

That's right, if you are a qualified explorer, you will never let go of an opportunity to verify the legend. What's more, she still has a mental barrier to overcome, and if she runs away now, all previous efforts will be wasted. Lightning hesitated for a moment, then decided to do as Maggie said.

But wait... I came here because I needed to overcome my fear, why is the other party so interested in exploring the ruins? Could it be...

"You can't wait because of the basket of eggs, right?"

The owl blinked its big round eyes and turned its head away.

...

Standing at the entrance of the basement again, Lightning took a few deep breaths, held the revolver tightly in his hand, and walked lightly into the deep darkness.

Probably because Maggie squatted on her shoulders, she felt much calmer than before.

The touch of the ground is very wet, and there will be puddles of water from time to time. The place is located in a low place, and the rainwater that falls into the tower will slowly collect downwards. Although there are underground ditches for drainage in the basement, after hundreds of years of wind and rain, these underground ditches may have been blocked for a long time. Eighty-eight.

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

Lightning slowed down her pace, tried to get out of the edge of the stairs little by little, and then carefully climbed down the stairs. After turning a corner, she suddenly saw light.

The soft light yellow light penetrated from the end of the stairs and sprinkled on the ground, reflecting sparkling light.

After watching it carefully, she realized that the slightly shaking ground was actually a piece of sewage. According to the small half of the door frame buried in the water, it can be seen that the water at the bottom of the basement can probably reach knees.

She walked carefully to the intersection of the stairs and the water, lifted her feet off the ground, slowly floated to the door, and looked inside.

I saw an empty space inside the door—the underground space of this stone tower is unbelievably large, far exceeding the above ground. She didn't see a burning torch, the yellow light came from the stone inlaid on the wall. While they roughly outlined the outline of the basement, they also allowed Lightning to see everything in the room clearly.

In the center of the room was a raised stone platform, on which stood several figures. From the carapace and burly figure behind them, it could be seen that they were all devils. Fortunately, the enemy didn't notice the movement by the door, but held up a spear and a large shield, surrounding a square blue stone pillar.

At this time, the cry for help became more and more clear, as if it was ringing in her ears.

"Help me, save me..."

Lightning swallowed, what to do next?

"us……"

"Hurry up and save her goo," Maggie whispered in her ear.

"Eh?" The little girl was startled, "But, there are quite a few devils there... there's no way we could have beaten them!" She felt sweaty in her hand holding the handle of the gun, "If Sister Nightingale was here, there would be no problem, but I alone...can't do it."

"Is that the devil you were talking about?" Maggie tilted her head and said, "They all seem to be dead."

"What, dead?"

Before the words finished, Maggie had already soared into the air and flew towards the high platform, so frightened that Lightning froze for a moment, and even forgot to reach out to hold her. When she reacted, she had already thrown herself on a devil. Lightning had no choice but to grit his teeth, raised his gun to follow, and silently recited Professor Nightingale's shooting essentials.

As a result, a surprising scene appeared. The devil that had been pecked twice by the owl suddenly collapsed, like a broken stone that had been weathered and turned into a pile of fly ash in an instant.

How is this going? Lightning landed beside Maggie, and looked at the other three devils in surprise.

Under the yellow light, their bodies are densely covered with tiny cracks, and there are traces of spider webs between their legs. Through the hideous headgear, one can see that the eyeballs and skin are gray and white. A look of life. That's why, she thought, an owl's eyesight is several times better than her own in dim light, so Maggie would say that.

But before he could relax, Lightning's eyes were completely attracted by something else.

In the high platform surrounded by demons, stands a huge cube, which looks like a stone pillar from a distance, but it turns out to be transparent when you look closely. A woman in a gorgeous robe is wrapped in the cubic crystal. Her eyes are closed, her hands are open, and her long blue hair is scattered back, as if she is still maintaining a posture fluttering in the wind.

"Is this a witch goo?" Maggie flew to the top of the crystal and pecked fiercely. This time it didn't shatter in response, but made a crisp knocking sound, "So hard goo!"

"I don't know," Lightning murmured, she put her hand on the crystal, and a cold chill came through her skin—the surface of the crystal was covered with thick dust, obviously the woman had been waiting in this "sarcophagus". for a long time. Her expression was lifelike, her frowning eyebrows raised upwards, she looked a little flustered, but more anxious and worried.

"help me……"

The voice came again from behind the crystal.