From the bottomless black space in the distance came a "click-click" sound like a sharp metal object hitting stones, which sounded and stopped without any rhythm.

"Let me ask, have you ever heard of the legend of the hidden subway station under Yanjing?" Xia Mi tightened the coat she had prepared in her luggage, and her voice echoed underground where only the faint mobile phone lights were on.

, its echoes would definitely fit well into a horror movie.

"I have heard about it, in an urban forum." Susie replied. Although most of the urban legend stories are made up by ordinary people out of boredom, some are adapted from real events. The reasons behind them are,

Most of them are also related to mixed races.

Chu Zihang took over the words indifferently: "Most of the content there is just watering down or nonsense, and the reference value is not high." Obviously, he was also paying attention to this.

His legs were tall and long, and he could take a long step with one step. Behind him, Xia Mido took a few more small steps to keep up with him: "When I first came here from Binhai, I was curious about everything, and then I happened to be admitted to the college preparatory program.

The people in the class discovered that it was just when the bloodline had just awakened and knew the reality of the world, and the bloodline was A-level, so they felt that they should do something, otherwise they would be sorry for this A-level evaluation..."

"Then you think you are the boss and you are the second child, so you arrogantly call on your younger brother to find out the Dragon King hiding underground, right?" Fingel looked at him with wide eyes and dissatisfaction, not knowing that it was an angry topic.

After being interrupted, Xia Mi was still angry that his dark history was revealed.

However, he thought it should be the latter, so he nodded as if he had experienced it before: "Junior sister, don't be shy. Senior brother, I was once an A-level person, and I am a good age ahead of the academy. You are still imagining this kind of thing.

At that time, senior brother, I will lead the people to do it."

"Then there was no follow-up, right? If that's really what happened, senior brother, your name must be very loud, and you are not the current F-level, right?" Xia Mi glanced disapprovingly, subconsciously thinking that he was bragging.

Fingel smiled, walked silently, and did not answer any more words.

Xia Mi then sighed: "...Although I have the same problem here, the teacher in the preparatory class somehow found out about my plan. Although he didn't stop us, he also taught us a lesson. What if

The traces of the Dragon King are really so easy to find, so why didn’t those ancestors and martyrs who chased them in the past hundreds of years find it? Do you have to give me a little girl from the preparatory class to find it? "

A "squeak" sound came, like a sneer. Xia Mi angrily kicked away a pebble, scaring away the mouse that didn't know where it was hiding.

"Oh! Don't scare it away? At least it can be used as a food reserve..." Fingel looked at the small shadow that quickly jumped out of the light of the flashlight with a distressed look on his face, but what he said made two people in the team

The girl's mouth twitched.

The only supplies they had with them now were the half-bottles of water they brought with them to the amusement park, but they were not yet in need of these things to survive.

Naturally, the team was not moving forward without a purpose. The tunnel had two directions. They had explored the direction in which the train came, but there was a landslide there, blocking the way back. The existence behind it obviously didn't want them to go back easily.

The signal contacting the college was finally completely disconnected, and they had no choice but to move forward deeper into the darkness. At this time, Fingel suddenly jumped up and said that some of the signs on this section of the railway looked familiar. After comparison, he found that these

It was the same as the old railway information he had obtained by hacking a railway company.

"Third Senior Brother, are you sure your map is correct? I've been walking for so long and I haven't seen the air-raid shelter you mentioned." Xia Mi weighed his shoes, shook off the pebbles inside, and rubbed his plain white skin.

Ankle, although it is true that she is an A-level hybrid, she is still a sixteen-year-old girl.

"What the hell is Third Senior Brother? Even if I shave my beard, I'm no worse than a little white dragon!" Fingel retorted angrily, and then pressed the button on his cell phone, which was running low on battery power.

"eva save me!"

"There is a fork in the road ahead, go left. Don't ask why you can't go right. If you want to spend more time with your lovely junior sister (emphasis added), just pretend I didn't tell you."

"I was wrong!"

"Winter! Winter! Winter!" The sound of heavy objects hitting became more and more intensive, but it was still unclear as if it were covered with a ball of paper.

Fingel turned over something that could barely be seen to be a can, and sighed feebly: "The good news is that we finally arrived at this abandoned air raid shelter and found some supplies. At the same time, it proved the validity of the map.

Credibility…”

"But the bad news is that the passage from the air-raid shelter to the ground is blocked, and the materials stored inside have become like eating first and then going, which is definitely more than just a stomachache." Xia Mi rummaged through the old material boxes, picking up from time to time.

He took out some jars, shook them, opened them, smelled them and stuffed them back with a disgusted look on his face.

The air-raid shelter must have been built for some time. Judging from the equipment, it looks like the 1940s. It must have been built during the founding of the People's Republic of China to avoid a possible nuclear war. The dilapidated and desolate appearance indicates that it may have been abandoned for longer than anyone present.

age.

The four of them spread out to search. Chu Zihang walked aside alone and quietly picked up the compressed cans and large bottles of water that were delivered to him on the broken glass shards in front of him. He put them in his backpack and checked the appearance of the backpack.

When nothing changed, he took the old yellow notebook he had just found and walked back.

"Let's eat something first." He gave the large bottle of water to Susie and she distributed it. Chu Zihang took out the can in front of the others and faced them with a look of "So you still have something to hide."

With his eyes, he simply explained, "Because I have experienced this kind of thing a lot, so I subconsciously prepared a little bit."

Xia Mi happily took the water poured by Su Xi: "As expected of senior brother! Why didn't you tell us earlier? I was wondering whether to catch mice or not."

"If you take it out too early, you won't know how to save." Chu Zihang fiddled with it casually and opened the yellowed notebook.

…

"Ding! Ding! Ding!" Amidst the noise of such hard objects knocking, Tang Wei took off his helmet and wiped his sweat. The dirt on his gloves stained his forehead, but he didn't care anymore. He couldn't run away early.

The road was his fault. The black ship now was not something he could do if he wanted to.

Pushing the dirt truck back to the manually excavated hall, walking in this passage where the excavator could come in smoothly, he actually felt a shameful sense of pride. This thought made him want to take off the helmet on his head and throw it down on the spot.

It was on the ground, but he would probably pick it up and put it on again after falling, otherwise this place might be his permanent hiding place.

Continuing forward, the noise became louder and louder. Under the simple lights, his brothers and hunter "friends" were carefully cleaning the bluestone bricks in front of them. There was no doubt that they had dug a "treasure".

This time I don’t know which emperor or official was unlucky.

Even though the ordinary people next to him had seen it several times, they were still stunned. The big black man easily pulled out the bluestone bricks that were tightly sealed and could not be taken out without tools, revealing the dark inside.

Tomb chamber.

Tang Wei's hunter "good friend" Ronald came in and took a look, then shook his head: "No."

The chief nodded, stuffed the brick back, and touched it with his big hand. It looked like it had never been opened.

"I said Luo... No, brother. How long will it take for us to do this?" Tang Wei came forward with a sad expression on his face, but there was too much gray on his face and no one could see his expression clearly.

Ever since this hunter friend walked to Yanjing City like crazy, he mysteriously took these equipment, which could be punishable by more than three years to less than ten years, to a certain barren mountain, and started digging without any explanation.

Tang Wei wanted to die at that time and almost ran to the nearby police station to call the police. Although a hunter is a half-white and half-black profession, he still had a basic conscience and led a group of foreigners to dig the graves of his ancestors.

, there is no way he would do this. Even if three of them have Chinese faces.

Then Ronald, who called himself his eldest brother, patted his shoulder to comfort him. They were just looking for one thing. If what he expected was true, Yanjing's anomaly was related to that thing. He also patted his chest and assured him that it was definitely not something that would make him angry.

They squat there for ten years or more.

Tang Wei, who was dubious, reluctantly believed them after they dug up a few ancient tombs that should be from the Ming Dynasty but ignored them. However, this still couldn't change his intention to die because he couldn't run away in time, and he was unlucky this time.

He dragged his younger brothers into the water.

"Don't worry, I can feel it, it's close." Ronald, who was pretending to be holding a compass, responded, but he had just said this not long ago.

"You said this before..." Tang Wei sighed feebly, and then was pulled away by his younger brother. There was already a lot of dirt accumulated there.

Putting away the useless compass, Ronald squatted down gently, and used his huge mental power to reach out, looking for the world that was still extremely immature. There was no doubt that someone of the same level could hide something in front of him.

.

Although the entrance to the Nibelungen does not exist in reality, it does need a medium, a medium that is similar to a door but may not be a door and allows people to enter. This is what they are looking for.

After the induction was completed, he stood up and saw Lu Shanyan on the side, who seemed to have something to say to him.

Slightly away from the crowd, Lu Shanyan glanced at the hunter team composed of ordinary people in the distance: "Is this really no problem?"

"Of course it's no problem!" Ronald gave a thumbs up, and his exposed teeth seemed to flash with a white light, "There is a hint of magic outside that even hybrids can be affected by, and the movement here will not be transmitted to

No one from outside will come close to here. We have reinforced the passage inside with alchemy. Unless the Dragon King attacks, there will be no problem if the sky falls!"

"I know this, and that's not what I'm asking..." Lu Shanyan, who had a headache, raised his forehead. He couldn't believe that such a guy actually let them in the past rack their brains to bury him.

He pointed at the group of hunters who were busy dressing up: "I'm asking that group of people. Almost all of them are ordinary people."

"That?" Ronald also showed a headache expression. In order not to alarm the guys below, he did not use the method of using the word spirit, which was convenient but could definitely be sensed by the other party. At the same time, the word spirit would also ignore some of the existing ones.

underground construction, causing underground collapse and causing some unnecessary trouble.

The reason why these people were not brainwashed and deported was also to obtain some labor... Of course, it was not for free, and they would be given a reward worthy of their payment afterwards.

But he ignored one thing. He ignored the role of modern engineering machines and underestimated the existence of followers called servants including him.

At the front end of the tunnel, the control levers on Menieke's hands were flying. The huge mechanical arm took away a large amount of soil with the wave, and the huge body of the excavator turned flexibly in the slightly narrow passage, and the bucket

The soil with rocks and soil inside was easily shaken off.

Behind the excavator, Conard opened his mouth slightly, with a look of surprise on his face that matched his age. The tiger next to him looked unwilling, "riding" is so fun... why doesn't he have such a convenient skill!

Although most people think of excavators as construction machinery, they are still classified as "vehicles"!

The machine stopped, and Meineke glanced at the dashboard and shouted back, "Out of gas!"

"Here it comes!" Next to him, Conrad trotted over with a gray-green oil drum, climbed onto the track skillfully, opened the refueling cover, lifted up the oil drum, and poured it in.

The excavator restarted, and Conard, who returned, nodded with satisfaction. Even such a small behavior gave him a sufficient sense of participation.

Looking at his fascinated and satisfied brother, Ronald murmured: "I didn't expect this thing to be so useful..."

…

"Let me think about where to start..."

In the compartment of the extended version of the Hummer, Lu Mingfei, who was sitting on the big leather sofa, was holding a goblet and gently shaking the bright red blood-like liquid inside. A slight cold air overflowed from the mouth of the cup and stained the transparent cup wall.

A layer of white frost mist.

He took a gentle sip and closed his eyes with satisfaction. Sure enough, even though the sun had quietly set, it was still very satisfying to have a glass of watermelon juice in the afternoon when the heat was still lingering.

On the small mahogany table in front of him was a mobile phone with video call enabled. The man wearing a mythical Nuo mask was telling what he knew: "Let's start with our common purpose. About what we are doing

Looking for the Dragon King and his hiding place."

Just like the King of Bronze and Fire has a fortress city called "Bronze City", the King of Earth and Mountain, who is also the Dragon King, also has his own city. As for this castle whose real name has been lost in history, humans have many nicknames

.Such as: the ghost town of Fengdu, Hell and Elysee Paradise, the Gate of Hell...etc.

But more than anything, some people still like to call it Eludnir, the palace of death in Helheim.
Chapter completed!