"Damn it! Such strong firepower! How many people did they get here?" Cynthia's cheek was cut with a bloody gash by the fragments, and blood slowly oozed out. "You guys hide and don't come out!!"
She jumped out suddenly, rolled over, and three consecutive bullets hit the ground behind her, splashing up a large amount of dust. Cynthia stood up and shot her.
Bang. There was an exclamation outside the door, and a black figure was hit and arrived. The gunfire just happened to slow down and stop.
Sheriff Rio roared angrily, stretched out his hand and fired several shots blindly.
Three more muffled groans were heard outside the door, and it was obvious that someone had been hit again.
Gallon hid behind the sculpture, listening to the gunshots gradually becoming sparse. Cynthia and Rio Sheriff fired back while covering each other and cooperating, gradually suppressing the gunfire outside.
I don't know how long it took, ten minutes or fifteen minutes. The gunfire finally stopped.
"Is it over?" He quietly poked his head out and took a look.
The hall was in a mess. Sheriff Rio and his men were all injured. There were originally more than ten police officers, but now only two are still alive. The lives and deaths of the rest are unknown. The captain himself was shot in the shoulder, and his coat was torn off.
, the white shirt inside was half dyed red, and he was sitting on the ground beside the door, panting heavily.
Seeing Galen looking over, the police chief turned away in shame.
The Black Panther was tending to the gunshot wound on his left arm, holding a white bandage between his teeth while bandaging himself. Cynthia gathered with the remaining two men, sorting out their equipment without saying a word.
"Is Latin still alive?" Cynthia asked calmly.
"I don't know! Maybe." A subordinate took a knife and gently dug out the bullet in his thigh. His forehead was covered with cold sweat and blue veins. He answered without a word.
"The losses were heavy this time, but those boys should have found ways to hide on their own." Cynthia quickly loaded the pistol with bullets, then took out a black shotgun from the backpack on one side, and fired it with a click.
The bullet slides into the barrel of the gun.
"It's up to us now."
Garen withdrew his gaze, hunched over and moved quietly toward the study. Grace wanted to follow him, but he held her down and stayed in place.
"I can go alone, just stay where you are and don't move!"
"Um."
He is not afraid of bullets that are troublesome to others. Even if the tenth golden ring blocked him and fired yesterday, it did not cause much damage. He mainly feels that the ninth golden ring is troublesome. He is sure that the opponent
Therefore, although they have an absolute advantage, they have not rushed in directly until now. The real reason may be because they are afraid of him.
He quietly walked towards the study room close to the corner, passed through the corridor, and entered the dark study room. Only then did Garen straighten up and stand up.
There were several new footprints faintly visible at the underground entrance to the study, and it was obvious that someone had followed in later.
Bang bang!
A gunfight broke out again in the lobby outside.
Garen gently pressed the bullet hole in his lower abdomen, and there was still a slight pain. When the injury was not completely healed, he could only use 80% of his strength. Facing the stronger Ninth Golden Ring, he did not want to confront the opponent head-on.
.
"Now the Antique of Doom is only secondary. We must find a way to get out of here! I didn't expect Jin Huan to actually have the courage to confront the police brigade." He regretted coming to Yinsha Castle to explore. He was different from Tali Mercury and others.
He only came here for the antiques of bad luck, not to find out the facts of the case.
"We have to find a way to get out of here safely..."
boom!!
Suddenly there was a muffled sound from outside, and a violent explosion shook the entire castle.
"Go to hell! Damn you bastard!" Cynthia's fierce voice came from the hall. Apparently the explosives planted by her people exploded.
Garen felt a little more relaxed. With the threat of explosives, people outside should not dare to approach easily for the time being. After all, they didn't know how many explosives were buried around the castle.
"Wait a little longer, wait for the detectives to come out, and then leave together. Maybe there will be unexpected gains..." Anyway, we can't leave now, so we might as well guard the entrance and wait for the detectives and others from the tower to come out. Maybe we can get the antique of misfortune. Then we can
It's not too late to leave safely.
Garen is confident that if he wants to retreat, neither the masters of firearms nor golden rings can stop him!
Walking to the entrance, Garen was about to sit down and rest when he suddenly felt a bit chilly near the entrance.
"Could it be?" His expression suddenly became serious. "Could it be windy?"
He stretched out his hand to feel at the entrance carefully.
You can vaguely feel the slightest breeze coming out of the entrance on your palms.
"It sure is windy! There must be other exits from this entrance!"
Garen's expression was shocked, and his face suddenly showed joy. He was about to stand up and go back to the hall to inform others.
When he turned around, he saw a dark figure blocking the door of the study, looking at him quietly.
The shadow is wearing a black cloak, with a large gold ring on his left ear, with the number 9 engraved on it. Judging from the body shape, this is a strong and well-proportioned man, covered with a black mask, only revealing a pair of clear blue eyes
, like the sapphire phoenix eyes of a beautiful woman.
"Is this the underground entrance?" the man asked in a low voice, his voice was very low, and his accent was very standard Federal dialect. "As expected of the detective in the tower, we couldn't find it after we searched for so long, but he found it as soon as he came. It's really amazing
alright."
Garen turned around and listened carefully to the sounds on the other side of the hall. There was still a gun battle over there. It was obvious that this person had sneaked in on his own.
Before he could speak, the man continued to speak.
"Kelly, I heard that you are an expert in identifying doomed antiques. That's good. Come down with me to have a look. If you can really prove your talent, I won't kill you."
Garen's eyes were stunned. Not long after he told the detective in the tower, the people in the Golden Circle knew about it.
The man seemed to think he didn't believe it, so he reached out and pressed on the left wall.
Click!
A tiny crack suddenly appeared on the wall, like glass about to break.
"If you don't agree, this will be your fate."
Garen glanced at the wall. He could do that level of cracking. The walls of the castle here were in disrepair and the stone bricks were extremely fragile. What surprised him was that the ninth golden ring had no cracks at all.
Treat him as a martial arts master, but think that he is just an ordinary expert, just stronger.
Using that move on the wall can scare ordinary people, but it has no deterrent effect on experts. What's more, a warrior like him is famous for his strength.
"Doesn't he know that I injured the tenth golden ring?" This speculation flashed through Garen's mind, but he replied, "A master of the golden ring? As long as you guarantee my safety, I have no problem." He said.
I originally wanted to go down and have a look.
"You are brave." Seeing that he was not afraid, the man's eyes flashed with appreciation. He nodded, walked to the entrance first, and walked down the stairs step by step. "Follow me. Don't play tricks.
Even if you have practiced a little martial arts, I can kill you in a few seconds."
Garen nodded.
"Don't worry. I'm very aware of the situation." He followed the man down the stairs to the underground entrance.
Ta-ta-ta-ta...
The two of them walked down the stone stairs and soon entered the entire underground space.
The space was cylindrical, with a circle of black stone stairs attached to the wall, and a circle of white metal handrails on the edge of the ladder. Garon looked down through the handrails.
Below are circles of stairs that extend infinitely into the darkness, like threads on the inner wall of a cylinder, with a small black hole in the center that cannot be seen to the bottom.
Looking up, the entrance is just a small hole.
The entire spiral staircase rotates clockwise, round and round. What is strange is that the decoration of these stairs, handrails, and surrounding walls are extremely exquisite. The walls are carved with fine vine patterns, and there are also fine vine patterns on the handrails. At the foot of the stone stairs
The structure is extremely smooth and thick, as if it were built from whole stones put together.
The two of them walked one behind the other, with the man in the black cloak walking in front, and the back of his cloak lifted back from time to time, faintly emitting a hint of elegant fragrance.
Garen followed behind, and after smelling the fragrance, he felt refreshed.
"Here, if you don't pay attention to the scent of tea branches and vines, no matter how many people come in, they will only die." The man walked in front and whispered, "Don't leave me too far, otherwise I won't be able to take care of you."
"Okay." Garen nodded.
The two of them walked down in circles, and the surroundings remained unchanged. If Garen hadn't occasionally looked up at the increasingly smaller entrance, he might have thought that he hadn't gone very far at all, and was just spinning in circles.
.
I don’t know how long I walked, maybe more than half an hour.
Garen raised his head and looked up again. He could no longer see the entrance. It was pitch black above. The only light source around him was a small torch held by the ninth golden ring in front.
The orange firelight illuminates the upper and lower circles.
The temperature in the stairwell was getting lower and lower, and Garen saw that his breath was filled with white mist.
"How long do we have to walk? It's already very cold here. No wonder you are wearing such thick clothes." Anyway, there are detectives and others exploring the way, so it is difficult to encounter danger. Now there is the Ninth Golden Ring walking in front. He is
It doesn't matter at all. Just treat it as an exploration. After all, we don't know the level of this person. In his current state, if he can avoid a head-on conflict, it's better to hide him.
"This staircase can never be finished..." the cloaked man replied in a low voice, "This is an endless staircase originating from ancient Yinduo. Legend has it that it is a stone staircase leading to the world of the dead."
"Do you believe it's really impossible to finish the walk?" Garen asked back.
The man stopped talking.
The two of them continued to move forward in silence. The walls were black, the stone steps on the ground were also black, only the handrails were white, and there was a hint of ominous paleness under the firelight.
It was extremely quiet going up and down the stairs. The detectives who came in from the front didn't know what was going on, but there was no movement at all.
I walked down silently. I don't know how long it took, but the monotonous stairs in front finally appeared in a different place.
There is a stone table next to the left side of the wall, with a square fish tank placed on it.
The fish tank is sealed and half filled with water. You can vaguely see fish in it.
The man in the cloak put down the torch and leaned over to take a look.
The water in the fish tank has turned black and green, like very viscous fecal water. The three or four dead goldfish in it are no longer golden red, but black and green. They have been floating on the water for who knows how long.
"I didn't expect there to be goldfish here..." Garen said in confusion, "It's such a deep place."
"There are many places you can't think of." Ninth Golden Ring said calmly. He raised the torch and continued walking forward.
Galen passed by the fish tank and couldn't help but take a second look and followed closely.
"Since it is a fish tank, something used to raise goldfish. Why should it be sealed?"
"This is a simple ritual in ancient times. Seal the life and let it die slowly inside until it completely rots and merges with the other materials inside. Even the soul is integrated. Wait until this time
Then open the seal and eat everything inside, including the flesh, blood and soul of the creatures inside. It is said that this is a ritual method that can lead to immortality." The man explained calmly.