Travel through the worlds and spread the flames across the worlds

Chapter 234 Cornerstone

Just before setting the death flag, Lin Hun stopped the car that was about to drive off the cliff and immediately changed his words:

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem! Don't worry, it's okay."

He is still willing to believe in something like this, for no other reason than to live in peace.

Guligus looked at Lin Hun who couldn't stop coughing in confusion. Reason told him that it would be best not to say too much at this time. He should just find a place to squat down honestly.

"Okay, then I can only wish you a safe journey."

After saying that, Guligus rushed back into the warehouse through the hole, and pulled up half of the wall on the ground when entering.

"Sha, sha, sha" were dragged vertically on the ground and dragged into the warehouse.

This is a top-quality "door panel", sturdy and durable. Because it is cut directly from the wall, there is no need for concealment. Most people, looking at the dark gap between the walls, would just think it was caused by smoke. At most, they would be curious as to why the marks left by the smoke are so smooth. As for the possibility that there are people in the house, they would subconsciously ignore it.

Guligus held the sliding door panel with both hands and pushed his legs back hard, slowly moving the door panel towards the gap.

Lin Hun was watching from the side as the door was closed from the inside out. It would be very troublesome for him, an outsider, to lend a hand, and he might even make things worse, so he wisely chose to stand aside.

Just before the crack was about to heal and Guligus returned to the cage, he stopped moving and an eye appeared in the crack:

"Oh, by the way, you will come back, right?"

At the last second, even though Guligus was a wizard known for his rationality, he still felt a sense of panic.

He would return to his cage for the second time, albeit voluntarily.

Guligus's voice was calm, but there was clear fear in his dark pupils, and the "door panel" he was holding on to was swaying slightly.

"I still want to learn magic." At this moment Lin Hun also showed his gentleness.

There are no so-called vows, nor absolute guarantees.

This irrelevant remark warmed Guligus' heart.

Yes, I still have magical knowledge in my head.

His uneasy and panicked heart gradually calmed down and returned to its former peace.

Without saying anything more, Guligus nodded and personally closed the "door" to freedom, waiting for the person he had agreed to meet to come back and open it again.

"It seems that this is really the last leg of the journey."

Lin Hun carried his weapon on his shoulder and set out on the final journey.

The strong, pungent smell of sulfur kept penetrating into his nasal cavity, burning his heart and lungs, and there was also an inexplicable burnt smell mixed in with the sulfur smell.

Lin Hun was very sure that it was not the smell of burning wood. He had smelled the flames of various messy wooden carts being burned along the way, and no other type of burning wood would produce such a smell.

Take a few more steps and explore deeper.

It seemed as if he had crossed a red line. The originally opposing firewood energy was instantly crushed, as easy as stepping on a blade of grass by the roadside. The strong smell of blood bit Lin Hun's body and mind like a big mouth.

When faced with danger, people will instinctively have some predictions. The sensitive ones will just turn around and run, while the dull ones will choose to go around it.

These are things that ordinary people can understand.

But Lin Hun is different. He has witnessed many terrifying things in the world of Dark Soul.

The smell alone wasn't enough to affect him.

The moment the smell of blood hit him, his heart contracted, expanded, and contracted violently. . . . . . The war drum that belonged only to him was beating in his ears.

The voice came from the sky and rang in his mind. His body, bones, blood, and soul were all vibrating and responding.

Every tremor from head to toe expresses the desire for battle.

"This is the only normal path leading to the sewer. We can only move forward! Keep moving forward!"

Looking forward from the passage, Lin Hun finally understood why the number of ghost soldiers and zombies in the lower city was so scarce.

The broken armor leaned against the wall, densely covering the corners.

All armor is either leaning or lying flat.

Through the edge of the armor, you can see the charred human skull hidden under the armor.

In order to resist the sudden invasion of demons, the soldiers used their flesh and blood as a wall and pushed them little by little into the deepest part of the lower city of Undead Town.

These soldiers did not have time to become undead, and they lost their flesh and blood when they died, so the possibility of becoming undead was largely eliminated. Lin Hun couldn't tell whether this was lucky or unlucky.

And it's far more than that. Not only the wall, but also the ground here has other mysteries.

Lin Hun bent down and picked up a tiny piece of bone from the crack on the ground. Being familiar with the human body, he recognized it as a human bone right away. He even dared to guarantee it with Guligus's life.

The ground feels strange to the touch, and the other colors divide this place into two levels with the stone bricks outside.

The ground was no longer the familiar bluestone floor, but a layer of sticky clay-like substance.

Subtly, Lin Hun realized that his position seemed to have improved.

Standing on the clay, Lin Hun inserted a sword into the wall, keeping the tip of the sword inserted, and dragged it backwards.

Lin Hun's hands were steady, and they had been steady ever since his body recovered. Every ghost he beheaded could vouch for it with the smooth wound on their necks.

If you still don't believe it?

Then I can only ask you to come and experience it. I believe that after you have experienced it, you will no longer have any objections.

As Lin Hun walked, a smooth scratch appeared on the wall.

There is no need to walk too far, a distance of two or three meters is enough to reflect the changes in the terrain. Lin Hun stretched out his hand and moved forward along the lines little by little. Sure enough, there was a slight ups and downs at a certain position. If it were not for the palm of his hand, it would be absolutely invisible with the naked eye.

With the combination of bone fragments, colors, undulations and other conditions, it seems obvious where the townspeople in the lower city who did not turn into undead have gone.

"This is what it means to truly contribute everything to the Undead Town. When alive, they provide goods to the Upper City, and after death, they serve as the cornerstone for paving the ground. No wonder no masonry skills appeared when I touched it just now."

Lin Hun shook his head with regret. As for why it turned out like this, he didn't really care. It was meaningless to care about the dead, let alone some strangers he had never met.

His sigh came from his own experience. Once upon a time, he was engaged in the business of filling soil and paving roads just like the townspeople.

As for whether he was willing at that time?

who cares?

Even if you are gone, there are still other people. There is always someone in the world who can provide services.

Anyone who has a soul naturally has a soul.