The "Iron Cross" is looking for the entrance to Trier in the Fourth Age?
This person disappeared for several months and then reappeared?
After hearing the trader's words, several thoughts flashed through Lumian's mind.
He kept in mind the warning that there should be no verbal communication and tried not to speak. He did not respond to the trader's words. He leaned forward slightly, stretched out his right hand, and tried to take the small brown leather suitcase.
The hungry bear-like man did not refuse, but just laughed: "If I were Gardner Martin, I'd better pray that I never know what's in this box?"
What does this mean? As Lumian's thoughts raced, his palm actually touched the suitcase.
It was here that he focused his eyes and discovered that there was no trader's right palm at the handle of the suitcase. It was hanging on the sleeve, as if being pulled by an invisible force.
Following the handle of the suitcase, Lumian also saw that there was no arm in the sleeve.
It was empty, supported by invisible things, without arms. His heart tightened, and he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the trader. He saw brown-red eyes set off by a thick beard and thick eyebrows. They were as cold as a beast and full of dissatisfaction.
Added hatred and fear.
As various thoughts came to him, Lumian forcibly controlled his reaction and calmly accepted the box.
Don't ask, don't make observations, don't defend or attack reflexively, as if you haven't discovered anything.
The traders' mood seemed to fluctuate a bit, and their laughter became a bit sad.
"You tell Gardner Martin, it won't be long before he will go underground, and he will experience all the pain and suffering I have endured."
Lumian only listened and said nothing. He turned around and took "Giant" Simon and "Mouse" Christo out of the Albert Mine with the small suitcase in hand.
Suddenly, behind the trader, at the other entrance, the sound of kicking footsteps sounded again.
Compared with before, it is clearer and clearer, and it seems to be close at hand!
And Lumian was more sure than before. It was the sound of leather shoes coming out of the dead tunnel. The next second, a figure came into his eyes, and "Giant" Simon and "Mouse" Christo came into view.
It was a naked man, with a hollow neck and no head, and blood was constantly oozing from the crack.
He was only wearing a pair of dark blue shorts and a pair of black strapless leather shoes. The headless monster rushed up to the trader in two steps, stretched out his hands behind the trader, grabbed his head, and pushed upwards with force.
Pull back.
"Help me, save me." The trader could no longer conceal his panic and fear and shouted loudly.
Almost at the same time, his entire head was lifted up, revealing the blood-stained spine hanging underneath. It was very long and swaying gently, like a tail.
Silently, the trader's shirt, vest, trousers and formal clothes lost their support at the same time and collapsed to the ground.
He had no body at all, only his head and the bloody spine connecting it.
"Save me, save me." The trader struggled hard, but was tightly grasped by the headless monster, which seemed to want to stuff it into its empty neck. Although Lumian was in the real Kordu Village,
I have seen many twisted and terrifying monsters, but this is the first time I have encountered one so weird and terrifying.
He turned around without hesitation, ignoring the trader's cry for help, and rushed straight to the entrance of the secret tunnel.
"Giant" Simon and "Mouse" Christo, who had been frightened by this scene for a long time, finally no longer had to try hard to control themselves. Like cyclists who heard the starting gun, they bent their backs and turned around to get into the tunnel.
Lumian caught up with them in a few steps, and behind him was the shrill cry that echoed in the Albert mine: "Save me, save me, if I die, you won't be able to live."
"Help" The three of them carried carbide lamps and silently walked through the secret tunnel with a height of only 1.23 meters, their hearts contracting in response to the screams from behind.
A few minutes later, the shrill shouting suddenly stopped, and a deathly silence fell in the direction of the Albert mine. Then, the sound of tapping leather shoes echoed in this secret tunnel.
"Mouse" Christo is the shortest and has the most relaxed posture when bending down to run away. He moves forward while turning his body sideways.
Madness pointed at his pocket with his right hand, a look of deathly horror on his face. That special mouse gave a very dangerous warning.
Lumian lowered his gaze, glanced at his left chest, and then nodded lightly to "Mouse" Christo, meaning that I am behind you, so just run forward.
The sound of kicking and tapping was getting closer and closer, and Lumian and the others were very nervous.
Although they had to bend their backs to walk through the secret tunnel, this only slightly slowed down their escape speed. After all, they were all extraordinary beings who were good at fighting and whose physical fitness had been significantly enhanced.
Time passed by, and when the movement of leather shoes was only a few meters away, and Lumian felt a chill on his back, the three of them finally arrived at the tunnel exit and got out one after another.
When he saw "Giant" Simon trying to escape on his own, Lumian, who had returned to the agreed area, no longer remained silent and shouted low at the top of his voice: "Come and block the door."
As he spoke, he turned around on his own, dropped the carbide lamp and small suitcase and tried to push the heavy stone next to him.
"Giant" Simon subconsciously ignored Lumian's order, but his heart was still frightened by the low cry.
Along the way, he has become accustomed to obeying the other party's orders, as if that is the only guarantee for his survival.
He fell into a struggle. After a brief hesitation, "Giant" Simon suspected that if he ran away like this and Charles was not killed by the monster, the other party would probably attack him and kill the deserter.
"Mouse" Christo also had similar thoughts, but he believed that if the two of him didn't help, Ciel wouldn't waste time to block the tunnel exit. When the time comes, whoever runs the slowest will be the winner.
Becoming the first target of the monster's attack and buying enough time for the other two to escape, after measuring each other's path characteristics and sequence level, "Mouse" Christo felt that he must be the slowest one, and he didn't.
The method was to hurt "Giant" Simon and "Lion" Ciel in a short period of time, forcing them to slow down and be overtaken by themselves.
He no longer hesitated, stopped running, returned to the tunnel exit, and helped Lumian push up the stone blocking the door.
Following the example of this mouse, "Giant" Simon also chose to obey the order and turned his body.
The three of them worked together, and it only took a few seconds to block the entrance and exit of the secret tunnel, and the sound of kicking footsteps disappeared.
At the same time, "Mouse" Christo said with surprise and joy: "It's okay."
There was no more obvious movement in his pocket containing the mouse Taffy.
Lumian was not too happy. He picked up the carbide lamp and small suitcase and said in a deep voice, "We'll talk about it after we get back to the first underground floor."
"Giant" Simon and "Mouse" Christo were a little relaxed, but tensed up again. They instinctively followed Lumian to climb the rock wall and turned into another secret tunnel.
Along the way, they did not encounter any attacks, but when they were underground, the surroundings were either completely dead or there were occasional strange sounds. No matter what the environment was, it was not a good experience for them who had just been frightened.
If Lumian hadn't always been calm and collected, Simon the Giant and Christo the Mouse would probably have taken some drastic actions.
After returning to the areas corresponding to the streets and squares on the ground, "Mouse" Christo put his hand into his pocket, comforted Teffy, and sighed longly: "When I saw that monster, I thought
We will die there."
He and Simon have both killed more than ten people. They have also dealt with other extraordinary people and even had battles, but they have never seen monsters like just now, and have never experienced such unusual and terrifying things. This is worse than
The horror stories they heard when they were children were even scarier.
Lumian smiled: "Didn't the boss say that? If there is no communication or the box is opened, there won't be much risk."
But seeing a situation like that, most people can't calm down.
Simon the Giant and Crystal the Mouse gain a new understanding of Ciel's mental fortitude.
Thanks to the fright caused by the trader and the headless monster, the two of them were not interested in what was in the box. They followed Lumian and hurriedly left the underground and returned to No. 11 Fountain Street. They met Gardner in the study.
·Martin.
Gardner Martin received the small suitcase, took a casual look, and said with a smile: "Very good, you all did a good job, I will give you some rewards one after another."
After boasting, the leader of the Savoyard Party looked at Lumian, nodded slightly and said: "I have a sentence for you. If you want to go further on the hunter path, you must remember this sentence, devil
They are our friends, hell is others."
Lumian couldn't figure out what this sentence really meant for a moment, but Gardner Martin didn't explain it.
After watching the three men leave the study, Gardner Martin looked sideways at the door connecting the study and the living room.
The door opened with a creak, and a man walked over wearing a half-high silk top hat, a white patchwork shirt, a yellow vest, a black formal suit and dark trousers. He had short brown-red hair, brown eyes, and a thick and messy beard.
The eyebrows were relatively thick, and he looked like a male bear that had been hungry for a long time. He was just like the trader who handed the small suitcase to Lumian and others, but was dragged back by the headless monster.
"Olson, how do you feel?" Gardner Martin asked.
The trader known as Olson smiled and replied: "The background is simple, the origin is clear, the mind, the courage, the ability to act, and decisive enough to be able to make initial changes in a few people who had nothing to do with each other in a very short period of time."
To form a team, isn't that what you want?"
"As for loyalty, the least thing to worry about is this. When the time comes, even if he is not loyal, he will become loyal."
Gardner Martin nodded lightly: "Observe him for a while and see who he will come into contact with."
After exchanging this topic, Gardner Martin looked at the small suitcase on the table and asked with slight curiosity: "What is in it?"
"I said you'd better pray you never find out."
The trader known as Olson smiled, picked up his suitcase, and left the study. After walking a few steps in the hall, he suddenly felt that his head was a little crooked, so he raised his legs and held his head.