The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 1680

The head is a little dizzy.

But the body does not hurt.

The ground doesn't seem as hard as I expected.

and……

There is a little soft.

Pannard, who fell from the ground into the ground, gradually regained consciousness.

Subconsciously, the representative of the herders from the Bay Area examined their bodies and subconsciously touched the ground.

"Is it enough?"

The snoring words rang in the ear, and Pannard was shocked.

It was discovered that Lukan was actually under him.

Pontard jumped up, with a little shimmer, and Pontard clearly saw that all the cracks were lying around the ground where Lukan was lying down.

A crack caused entirely by impact.

Looking at Lucan, which was completely embedded in the ground, Pontard was able to guess exactly how much impact Lukan had suffered.

This kind of power is changed to him...

I am afraid that it will be dead very simply!

Suddenly, Ponard’s gaze towards Lukan became complicated.

You know, not long ago, he used the other as an opponent.

Now, this potential opponent has saved him.

For a time, Pontard didn't know what attitude he should use to face each other.

Lukan naturally felt this kind of gaze.

"I am not saving you."

"Just I am heavier than you, I fell down first."

The grazing lover from the Northland, while talking, bites his teeth and stands up, but when he gets up halfway, he lie down on the ground again.

Undoubtedly, even if the Northland herders, who are known for their physical strength, fall from such a high place and act as human mats, they cannot be unscathed.

"Are you OK?"

Pannard, who had returned to God, ran over and squatted to check Lukan’s injury.

"Nothing."

The Northland herders replied in silence.

"The ribs are broken, the leg bones are broken, and the internal organs are damaged to varying degrees..."

"I said that I am fine."

"It’s good to sleep."

The Northland herders interrupted the words of Pontard, and then they closed their eyes.

Just, just closed your eyes.

A warm thing poked into the mouth, and then it was a slightly stinky liquid.

The Northland herders opened their eyes instantly.

I saw the test tube just in front of me.

He wanted to spit out the test tube, but the weak body made him unable to do this at all.

Moreover, Ponard pulled out a few test tubes in the next moment and inserted them into his mouth.

"I don't like owing people."

"These are the healing agents I found before."

"You should be able to recover quickly."

Ponard said seriously.

Then, Ponard worked hard to help Lukan, put Lukan's hand on his shoulder, licking the other's belt and trying to move to the side.

Here is a huge hall.

It’s black and lacquered and can’t be seen clearly.

However, Pontard knew that he could not stay in place.

Because, the Minotaur will come at any time.

After seeing each other's abilities, Pontard did not think that the alloy door could block the other side.

Obviously, Lukan knows this too.

At this time, the Northland herders wanted to alleviate the burden of Pontard, but he was slightly harder, and the whole body went up and down, and it hurt from the inside out.

Undoubtedly, this time the injury was more serious than he had imagined.

"You better not move."

"Those medicines are all mine, if you hurt again."

"I can't find the medicine."

As Ponard said, he turned his head a lot.

Here is the side of the hall, the walls are tall and strong, and there are some ruined reliefs.

Touching it with your hand has a cold feeling between the stone and the metal.

"This is where?"

"Have you seen a similar place?"

Pontard asked in a low voice.

"No."

“I thought at first that we entered the city’s sewer.”

The northern grazing people said very simply.

"The sewer can be embossed."

"and……"

“The air here is very fresh, there is no sense of suffocation, there should be a special vent.”

Ponard raised a hand and rubbed his fingertips with his tongue. After a thin sense, he immediately pointed to a direction in the darkness.

"Here."

Said, Pannard half-turned Lukan to go there.

A tunnel that is also in the dark has appeared.

Standing here, I can clearly feel the wind.

Pontand continued to move forward with Lukan.

After about four or five hundred meters, the grazing people from the Bay Area have begun to gasp.

weight!

Really heavy!

He felt that he was not carrying a man half, but carrying a bear.

Do not!

The bears are not heavy!

"Let me down."

"I feel much better and can go."

The northern grazing people felt that Ponder’s more rapid breathing, said straight.

There are many of them, and the Northland herders are well known.

And what Pontard is good at, the Northland herders are also aware of it.

In fact, Pontard was able to walk so far with him, which is beyond the expectations of the Northland herders.

However, Pontard did not follow the instructions.

The grazing priest in the Bay area buried his head and carried Lukan, and his face was barely reluctant.

Just like other herders.

No matter what it looks like, at the most critical moment, there is always its own persistence.

Pontard is no exception.

No one can do it, he can do it.

However, the person who saved him must be saved.

It doesn't matter to be kind.

Only about principles.

Continued for four or five hundred meters. In this dark corridor, Pontard finally saw the direction of the wind, it was an open door.

It is not natural to open.

It is a violent break.

The heavy wooden door was broken into pieces and scattered on the ground, leaving only a little left on the door frame.

"This?"

Pontard frowned.

After the inspection, Pontard's brow wrinkled deeper.

"The wooden door is 20 cm thick and is made of tung oil. It is solid and abnormal. I don't see any traces of weapons such as cutting and hammering. There is no residue of explosives. There is only one shallow footprint. It should be..."

"Opened by one foot!"

Ponard, who came to this answer, was shocked by his own answer.

After taking a breath, Pannard looked at Lukan.

"I am in the strongest state and should be able to do it."

"But it will never be so easy."

Northland herders are outspoken.

"Do you know anyone in the camp can do it?"

Pontand continued to ask.

"No."

The Northland herders shook their heads.

He really doesn't know who can do it in the temporary camp.

In the mind, Qin Ran’s figure flashed past, and the Northland herders shook his head again.

The other party should be stronger than him!

But it won't be too strong. Otherwise, it may be still in the ordinary camp. The alien camp is the place where the other party should go.

Is it...

"Is the person from the alien camp entering?"

The Northland herders whispered.

"It may also be a weird camp!"

Pontard’s face changed slightly.

For ‘Italian’, the herders are reserved, but the two sides are allies.

And for ‘weird’, it’s really an enemy.

Otherwise, the 'winter night war' will not happen.

"How to do?"

Ponard looked at the passage behind the door and hesitated.

Northland herders are somewhat silent.

But just when the two are silent -

boom!

An extremely heavy noise came from the hall in the distance.

Both of them are discolored at the same time.

The Minotaur is catching up!

Without hesitation, Pannard continued to move forward with Lukan.

Who is ahead, the two don't know.

But who is behind, the two are really clear.

The Minotaur, catching up, the two will die.

The front is unknown.

It’s natural to have a singularity and an ally.

As for the encounter with ‘weird’?

It’s nothing more than a dead war.

There is no difference between being caught up with the Minotaur.

So, forward!

In the crisis of life and death, Pontard once again broke out a huge force, half carrying Lukan, trotting all the way.

Just two people in the trot, when they saw the scene along the way, they changed their faces.

A piece of monster corpse.

A broken door.

Open boxes one by one.

Obviously, this person did not stay for a moment, and he was not caught by anyone.

The monster blocks and dies.

The door is blocked and broken.

Unimpeded.

It’s rampant.

In the minds of the two people, a pair of pictures appeared involuntarily.

At the same time, a question appeared in the bottom of my heart.

Who is this?

or……

What is this monster?

Especially Pontard.

He is very confident in his talent, but now, he does not perceive any bit of treasure.

He has seen this situation!

When he was extremely weak, when he met the treasure guarded by a swallowing crocodile, even if he saw the treasure with his own eyes, there was no perception.

But at that time he was weak and almost like ordinary people.

And now?

He is a representative of pastoral grazing people in the Gulf.

Even in the face of the swallowing crocodile at that time, it is not without any effort. Although it won't win, the run can still run.

But talent can tell him clearly.

Now, in the face of this unknown person, he is the same as the swallowing crocodile.

Can not help, Panard has hesitated in his heart.

However, the hoofing sound that is getting closer and closer behind him makes his movements hesitant.

Continue to move forward quickly.

After about a dozen seconds, the two saw a tall figure.

A monster with a horse's head and a big knife in his hand rushed toward them with imposing manner.

Finished!

It’s weird!

After seeing this unhumanoid monster and perceiving the suffocation of the other person, Pannard and Lukan were sinking in the heart.

Without any stagnation, Pontard put Lukan down and took out the magic gun and magic grenades.

He is ready to fight.

As for the hand, what?

joke!

He is a Pontard.

Even if you are dead, you have to pull back.

"I don't know how long I can block, but..."

Ponard whispered to Lukan, who was on the side, but the words had not been finished yet, and the whole person flew up in the clouds.

The speed is fast and the height is extremely accurate.

Almost when Ponade leaped over the ceiling of the head of the horse, the Northland herders slammed into the horsehead.

boom!

"run!"

The muffled sound, mixed with the snoring of the northern grazing, his body is like a balloon-like swell.

The next moment, a khaki giant bear, screaming in the sky.

Facing the Ma Tau people who were hit by the ground, and the Tauren who appeared in the field of vision shouted: "Come on!"

The buzz is like a thunder.

Thunder is rolling.

In the dark passage, the dust on the ceiling was shaken.

In the fly ash, the Northland herders who are ready to fight have finally found something wrong.

The Ma Tauren who was knocked down by him, panting with a big mouth, looked angry, wronged, and looked at him unwillingly.

A pair of people who want to beat him and dare not shoot.

It’s like a big girl being bullied.

The Tauren in the distance was simply abnormal, and turned and ran, but at the moment of turning, he was in the same place.

Like a wooden tire clay.

"what happened?"

“Don't I break through?”

“Only relying on the momentum can shock such a weirdness?”

Northland herders scratched their heads.

Even the Northland herders have the time to look back and see the equally confusing Pont.

Pontard did not know what happened.

But what seems to be the situation for them?

Just as the grazing in the Bay Area guessed, the footsteps were blurred from clear to clear.

Step on and step on.

That is the sound of the boots on the ground.

The footsteps are not ill, just like a walk.

The sights of Pontard and Lucan also looked at the direction of the footsteps.

The Minotaur wants to escape.

The shadows cover it.

The darkness is there.

Lukan and Pontard could only see that the bull-headed monster who chased them and seemed to be hit by the train, flew out and fell heavily on the horsehead.

Two weird trembles looking at the distance.

"Submission."

"Or death."

The indifferent, indifferent voice came from there.

Two weird bodies trembled.

They face each other.

Full of hesitation.

But the next moment, it is like the murderousness of the mountains, when the pressure is on them.

When two weird faces clung to the cold ground, they chose to yield.

Because the previous battle is enough to tell them that this murder is not a joke.

If you don't surrender, you will really die!

"My De Hughes is willing to surrender to the people in front of me, to follow the footsteps of the people in front of me, and regard him as the Lord..."

"My Campus is willing to surrender to the people in front of me, to follow the footsteps of the people in front of me, and regard him as the Lord..."

The horsehead and the minotaur almost say the same thing.

Then, at the end of the oath.

The two weird pauses slightly.

At the beginning of their birth, they came from the deep mark of the soul, let them choose their own way, kneeling on one knee, erecting their own long knife and cattle fork in one hand, one hand on the chest, the head slightly lowered, but The sound is extremely bright.

They shouted in unison -

"The great man."

Yama?

Lukan and Pontarder.

Later, there was a corresponding teaching, and the two herders who knew the strangeness of some habits reacted instantly.

Yama!

Do not!

That is Luo Wei!

It was the representative of Aicheng who finally arrived at the camp.

(End of this chapter)