Four warriors led everyone to this small underground square, and everyone sat in a row. However, this "dead demon" left us with a lot of oil and firewood. We could raise a large fire without any effort and use it to cook food. However, this oil and firewood reminded me that there should be an outlet not far from here to connect to the outside, otherwise where did so much firewood come from? Think about it, we should be not far from the exit.

"Garcia Inca, can we call back their souls by fifteen people who died?" I turned around and asked my brother.

"Yes, I will pray to the Sun God immediately." He replied.

"In the future, our people die in battle, and we will bring their souls with us until we reach the east of light." My tone was very plain. "The villains in these caves are called the 'Gold and Copper Holy Demon', also called the 'Dead Demon', which is the information obtained from the illusion of the king's scepter. According to the information provided to us by the illusion, the black hole under the shrine in the square is the road we want to pass." The speculation just now gave me great confidence.

Everyone was fully rested and their spirits were restored. After packing up the food, they made many torches, and then they were ready to enter the hole. We lit a few torches and threw them into the dark hole. The fire illuminated the bottom of the hole. This was a deep pit as tall as a dozen men in the middle of the year. We tied the rope left by the "Dead Demon" together with our clothes, made a long hanging rope, and then fixed one end of the hanging rope to the ground of this small square, and began to go down one by one to the bottom of the hole one by one. Since we brought a lot of food and torches, the speed of going down was certainly slow.

I was the first to go down to the bottom of the hole, then my brother, and then the four warriors came down. Now they were about to catch boxes of food and bundles of torches, and I began to pay attention to the bottom of the hole.

The bottom of the hole was connected to another hole that stretched out into the distance. I couldn't see how long it was, so I raised the torch and explored forward. After all, there were still long queues behind me, and they had to carry those heavy things.

With the reflection of torches, the speed of traveling this time was much faster. Four warriors held the torches in front of them, and I followed them. The walls here were much smoother than before, and they looked like they had been specially trimmed. Slowly, something similar to words appeared on the wall, which might be helpful to us. I walked up and looked carefully. This was the same as the words I saw in the illusion, and the information could be directly entered into my mind. As I looked at it, I seemed to understand a story.

The text on the wall tells us: the sphere we are in, that is, the earth is hollow, and this cave is an underground corridor running through the entire Andes, which is very long. This corridor has many exits, some of which are connected to the entrance of the central world, and some are connected to the exit of the surface world. In the central world, there are still luminous celestial bodies, lush plants, numerous animals, and existences similar to humans. This is recorded by a giant from the east. They have reached that central world, but the fear in their hearts makes them stop and return.

According to these texts, these giants came from the East, and came here on a ship many centuries ago after a war. They were blown by strong winds to Cape Santa Elena, and then landed there. There were many soldiers who set out together, but they didn't know where they were blown by strong winds on the sea. After landing, after a long journey, they arrived near Lake Titicaca, and went down the mountain and found a cave entrance near a mountainside. Then they entered the cave or corridor. The reason why they were called a corridor was because they explored deep in the years and years until they discovered another exit, discovered another world in the mountain range, a valley that was enough for them to live, and they settled down.

Afterwards, they built wells, started working, and discovered some other humans, who were only half their height, so they were called giants.

The giant lived here for a long time until one day when a wildfire came, burning all the giants working outside. He escaped by guarding the cave entrance. During his lifetime, he left these words and finally died. But he also told us that after his death, his soul would turn into a demon. Because he witnessed the scene of his companion being burned to death by the wildfire, until he died, his anger was not eliminated.

After reading this story, we have come a long distance. We have a premonition that what we have to face next may be the evil spirit of this giant. We are still very physically strong, so let's continue walking. No matter what, we know that this mysterious cave has existed since history. Moreover, Lake Titicaca is the birthplace of our Inca Empire. Is there any arrangement in the dark?

After leaving about the time when a torch burned. Well! Without the sun, I really don’t know how to express it. The expected difficulty arises - we saw that the entrance of the cave was blocked, it was a black-looking mountain with huge human-shaped skeletons scattered on the ground. I think this is probably the giant at the end of the story.

I walked over and tried to push the rock hard. I couldn't help but half of my body suddenly fell into it. I felt my heart "suddenly" and fell vertically. I couldn't watch, breathe, feel, say, or move. The whole person was extremely empty, as if even my soul had disappeared.

When I regained consciousness, there was a circle of people around me, and I was already sitting in the open space in the cave, gasping for breath. My brother told me that I suddenly fell into the rock like mud, and maybe I could no longer call that thing a rock. It was four warriors who pulled me out and dragged me out. After I came out, I was stunned and dazed until I woke up just now.

At this time, the black mud-like rock turned rapidly, slowly forming a huge human face. The mouth opened and a sound came out: "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" I asked back.

"I guess you also saw that passage on your way, which was written by me. I am the demon transformed by the soul of the giant. You can call me the 'Giant Demon' or the 'Yin Demon'." The black lips opened and closed, and a slow but stressed voice came immediately.

"Then why didn't you kill me just now?" To be honest, I'm still in shock.

"The reason I became a demon is because I saw the thrilling things, heard the screams, felt the painful loss, and my heart was filled with tragic phenomena. I had no intention of creating killing, but I struggled in my heart, my soul had nowhere to rest, and could not leave, so I could only become a demon. I could only devour myself once a day, and then resurrected again, enduring this huge pain!"

I didn't know how to answer. Then he continued, "I became a devil and turned into the black mud blocking the entrance of the cave. Not far away is the entrance of the cave. Only those who have experienced the same pain as me and then become extremely powerful in their hearts can be taught to me and resolve the anger deep in my soul, so that I can leave."

"What if I can't do it?" I really have no confidence in the current situation.

"Then I will absorb your souls one by one, and then devour it, so that my own demonic nature will continue to increase, and the black mud will continue to thicken and harden until the entrance of the cave is sealed forever, and I will become more and more painful. I am unwilling to act like this, but I can't control myself. This is the will of the demon." His voice seemed to be more helpless than me.

"Are you that person?" He answered all my questions, but I didn't know how to answer him.

"We are descendants of the Inca Empire, following the will of my Sun Father, and went to the bright world to avoid disaster. From 500 years ago, we have lost the Inca Empire, and now I have lost our small kingdom in a corner. Along the way, I have lost my queen, my fifteen people, I don't know if I am the one you mentioned?" His words evoked our painful history and the hatred that I left along the way. In 1533, we were slaughtered by the Spaniards, and thinking of my Marinaly, thinking of the people who were shot in the villain country. Not only did I feel sad, but I hated myself from my courage, but I have forgotten my fear and fear. But he seemed to have become the object of my long-term suppression. Is there any more suitable object of congratulation than this? It seems that I have found some feelings of being sympathetic.

"It is undeniable that you have experienced such cruel things. But I am not sure whether you are the one who is very strong inside, because you have not answered me yet." He said coldly.

"I don't know if I am, but you have to give me time. Even if I am not strong, I will make myself stronger. Because in addition to having a more painful experience like you and even more painful than you, I have one more thing you don't have, that's the responsibility. It's the lives of hundreds of people behind me and the will of my father's sun." At this time, I was calm and courageous.

"How long does it take?" He seemed to be moved by me, paused and asked me.

"Five days. Give me five days." I answered very affirmatively.

"No, three days, up to three days. Let the remaining two days give you the responsibility!" After saying that, he laughed and disappeared, leaving a black mud wall.

Three days, I only have three days.

This book is preset to be a three thousand-word chapter. I just want to recommend votes, brothers and sisters. There is still another chapter in the afternoon, so stay tuned.
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