As for the road ahead, there is not much shown on the map, but Lan Xiaoman actually has no idea how far we still have to go. Now he can only take one step at a time.
Since discovering that there are zombies in the cave, everyone has been cautious, or they are really exhausted. During the entire advancement process, Lan Xiaoman watched Yu Wanqing use her staff to hold up a movable magic circle.
The light blue noble torch, the magic stone on it gradually became dim as it burned and lost energy, and she herself, dragging her stiff body forward, seemed to be lost.
Lan Xiaoman knew that Xiang Ting was seriously injured and Xiang Hu looked depressed, which had prevented the entire team from experiencing high-intensity battles. He tried his best to do all the prerequisite investigation work and tried his best to help Yu Wanqing share the burden, so that he could
Let the whole team encounter the enemy and avoid all battles.
They were still going deep underground. In the dark corridor, there were not many remnants of manual excavation. Only at individual forks and connections could the traces of manual work be clearly seen.
The surrounding environment gradually changed from cold to dry and hot. Lan Xiaoman began to feel irritable with the heat around him, because he remembered that if he walked a little further, he would reach the map he bought and where he wanted to go.
The end of mapping is over.
If we continue to move forward, no one knows what will happen, and Lan Xiaoman has no idea at all. He estimated that he can still use the camouflage technique about a few times in this system. If he uses it leisurely, he should be able to help everyone.
Make a safe and secure path until you reach the system's main service area.
Of course, Lan Xiaoman also thought about it, if he used the disguise technique to return by the original route now, would he have a greater chance of survival?
However, he immediately gave up this idea. It was not that he lacked the courage and confidence, but Lan Xiaoman believed that after experiencing so much, everyone had gradually begun to recognize each other and regarded each other as good friends. Although Lan Xiaoman still
I really miss the promise made by Yu Wanqing. Now that reason has gradually been pushed to the secondary position. Helping Yu Wanqing complete this mission can be regarded as helping a friend.
Shuang'er's wounds continued to worsen, and ordinary treatments could not heal the wounds on her arms at all.
Xiang Hu has been walking behind Lan Xiaoman, and he is sweating profusely from exhaustion while carrying Xiang Ting.
Everyone followed Lan Xiaoman cautiously. Although the whole team walked slowly, they walked very steadily.
The further you go, the more open the road ahead becomes, but at the same time, the air becomes hotter, and even in some places further away in the cave, reddish-brown low-temperature magma is still rolling.
When they reached the last foothold on the map, Lan Xiaoman did not immediately issue an order to rest where they were.
Xiang Hu put Shuang'er down and stared at her wounds wondering what they were thinking.
Xiao Feiyan also seemed to have something to do. After discussing something with Yu Wanqing, she walked straight to Lan Xiaoman. She said to Lan Xiaoman in a low voice: "Brother Xiaoman, thank you."
Xiao Feiyan's gratitude was sincere, and she continued: "I think if we reach the main service area alive this time, we will be really grateful to you, and we will definitely fulfill our promise by then."
Lan Xiaoman felt a warm current spreading from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and couldn't help but smile.
"The map we spent a lot of money on has come to an end, and the rest is up to you." Yu Wanqing's voice was filled with yearning.
Lan Xiaoman nodded and re-estimated the safety values around him.
Yu Wanqing smiled, responded to Lan Xiaoman in the same way, and added: "Please hurry up as much as possible, we don't have much time."
The entire team advanced in endless darkness and finally took a short rest.
After everyone ate the elf biscuits, they seemed to have returned to their teenage years, full of energy.
Lan Xiaoman skillfully used various terrains to hide his whereabouts, and then carefully marked the types, quantities, and locations of monsters on the hand-drawn map, or drew double red lines to indicate which roads were safe.
He calculated the time of the camouflage spell, hoping to avoid the perception of monsters, especially the perception of cave skeletons. The journey was unusually smooth, and it seemed that the closer to the ancient entrance, the fewer the number of monsters.
After Lan Xiaoman made the seventeenth mark on the map, the magic stone in his hand finally lit up, and its tip pointed to a small cave directly ahead.
Lan Xiaoman understood that he had finally found the door to the main service area of the system.
But he did not go deeper, because he saw from a distance that in front of the gate in front of him was a large amount of fiery red hot magma, and countless cave skeletons were lurking underground in this area, forming terrifying mounds.
Lan Xiaoman didn't know how to deal with the situation he encountered. After weighing it again and again, he gave up and continued to search for a way to open the door.
He strengthened his camouflage skills again and quietly returned along the original route.
Along the way, under the protection of camouflage, the monsters seemed to be hibernating and there was no large-scale movement at all. He returned to the starting point smoothly.
The simple foothold revolves around Yu Wanqing's magic stone torch. The magic stone at the top of the torch has almost lost its luster and looks worthless.
Everyone seemed to be sleeping. Lan Xiaoman, who had just returned, suddenly felt a strong sense of sleepiness. He didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to simply lie down and have a good sleep.
Lan Xiaoman's consciousness was blank for a few seconds, but some kind of survival instinct made him suddenly alert.
No, why do you doze off?
Why is there no one posted as a guard in such a dangerous area?
He suppressed his sleepiness, released his camouflage technique, and cautiously moved closer to his foothold.
He counted the number of people. Xiang Hu was lying on the ground as if asleep, with his long sword lying flat beside him. Xiao Feiyan was even more interesting, sitting with her legs curled up and already asleep. Chu Biqiu was still sleeping in Yuwanqing
Next to him, he was lying straight on the ground.
Wait, Lan Xiaoman suddenly discovered something was wrong again.
In this trance, Lan Xiaoman saw the cloth bag containing the magic box emitting a faint red light, and he felt a strong sense of sleepiness again.
He felt that his eyelids were very heavy and his consciousness gradually became blank...
In the blur, he seemed to hear someone shouting: "Get up! Get up!"
His eyelids were as heavy as being stuck with glue, but Lan Xiaoman's hearing gradually became clearer. He heard Xiao Feiyan's struggling cry: "Everyone, get up! Get up!"
"Ho ho ho." Xiang Ting laughed in a low voice for a while, and shouted for a while, as if she was struggling violently, "I can't hold on anymore, you guys should leave quickly...give up..."
Lan Xiaoman finally opened his eyes completely. He saw Xiang Ting's contradictory behavior and saw her desperately trying to stay away from the sleeping people in the team. Xiang Ting seemed to be unable to control her body while running, staggering and falling repeatedly.
She stood up instantly in an impossible position, but she held on to the magic box in her hand.
The magic box emits a blood-like purple-red light, and the magic circle's light seems to be being swallowed by blood, emitting a strange purple light.
Xiang Hu was lying on the ground, breathing heavily. There were many cuts on his neck. Although the aorta was not damaged, blood still flowed out.
Shuang'er (Xiang Ting) was still struggling fiercely. She tried her best and hit the nearby rock wall with her body, as if she wanted to knock the magic box out of her hands, but she could only control her body occasionally and softly
Rub your body against the rock wall.
Xiang Ting saw that only Lan Xiaoman was awake, and she yelled to Lan Xiaoman: "Brother Xiaoman, hurry! Help me take away the magic box!"
Lan Xiaoman struggled, and his body seemed to be out of control. His vision was very confused, and he saw the long sword beside Xiang Hu.
He just looked at it without reaching for the sword. Finally, using his hands and feet, he managed to crawl over and subconsciously followed the order to get closer to Xiang Ting.
Xiang Ting was still desperately resisting the magic box in her hand. Her thinking began to become confused and her speech was unclear. One moment it was her own clear and loud voice, and the other it was the voice of an old woman who was low and hoarse.
She saw Lan Xiaoman walking towards her and shouted, "Take it away quickly!"
When Lan Xiaoman saw this situation, his whole body trembled, but he could not move forward. He didn't know whether he was afraid or hesitant, or he was controlled by the soul in the magic box.
He gritted his teeth and wanted to get the magic box. He muttered a spell in a low voice, and countless rays of light bloomed from his body. He quickly stepped forward and took the magic box. Suddenly, the magic box lost its light and returned to its original state.
Xiang Ting seemed to be relieved and paralyzed on the ground.
Lan Xiaoman took out the yellow psychostimulant elixir from his waist. Without any hesitation, he poured the potion into Xiang Ting's mouth. The effect of the potion appeared quickly. Xiang Ting slowly woke up, and Lan Xiaoman's heart was beating fast.
After Xiang Ting woke up, she saw her brother who had been bandaged, and immediately understood what had just happened.
The magic circle had disappeared, and the scarlet light shrouded the dark golden cup body. Everyone saw the changes in the magic box in Lan Xiaoman's hand. The purple light instantly dyed the entire cave blood red.
They gradually gathered around the magic box, and a purple magic circle covered the entire lid again.
Xiao Feiyan stared blankly at the sword in her hand, her lips trembling, unable to say anything.
Xiang Ting's condition is also getting better. Only Chu Biqiu is still sleeping in the cave, like a baby, her tired cheeks are covered with a thin layer of purple, looking so peaceful.
Yu Wanqing began to cry in a low voice, and the repression that had been suppressed in her body for many days was about to burst out.
They watched silently as Xiang Ting wiped away the blood stains on Xiang Hu's face.
Xiang Ting walked with great difficulty, and it took a long time before she reached the edge of the large pool of magma.
She stood beside the rolling lava and walked back slowly. (To be continued)