"What's down there?"
"Don't worry too much about it! The man just now used some means to destroy the seal, allowing the door between the seals to appear ahead of time. Once he touches the core of the seal, he may unleash that terrible disaster."
"What's in the ground?"
he asked again, pulling the metal block out of his pocket and holding it in his hands, ready to face the worst.
Mrs. Xudela hesitated, but seeing Jenkins' serious expression, she knew that now he must know the truth no matter what.
"Okay, but this secret must not be known to people with ulterior motives!
Underground is a puppet with a soul, and that's not even a creep. Its name was not mentioned in the family records, only that it was a failed product created by a certain great person's experiment. "
Somehow, Jenkins was reminded of the puppet in the counterfeit shop.
"Can you open that door again? If we can catch up to Quick, then there is still a way to stop it."
"I can open the door, but we can't get in. The puppet will spontaneously emit spiritual pollution to the outside world. Our family's blood is special, so we can only enter once every ten years."
"Spiritual pollution? Oh, it doesn't matter, I... I have special items on me, which can strengthen the strength of the soul and spirit. Open the door quickly, and I will stop him."
It wasn't that he suddenly wanted to be a hero, he just didn't want to leave like this. Leaving not only means that he will expose the unicorn in front of Hathaway and Miss Michael, but also means that the entire region will suffer annihilation.
Seeing Jenkins' firm attitude, Mrs. Xu Dela also knew that this was the best way. She made Jenkins step back to stand in front of the window, while she faced the wall where Quick had disappeared.
"Ah~"
The woman roared, lowered her head and rushed forward. Jenkins could hear the sound of the skull hitting the wall, and with this violent impact, a door gradually emerged from the illusion.
"Oh, are you okay?"
Jenkins stepped forward to treat her. The trauma was easy to heal, but the action of opening the door seemed to have other effects on her. Even though all the head injuries disappeared, the middle-aged woman was still unable to stand up. She refused Jenkins' support and climbed to the wall bit by bit:
"Mr. William, you don't need to pity me. This is the mission of our family, a glorious mission entrusted to us by the great. Before the establishment of the villa, my ancestors guarded it, and now I have done it myself All that can be done.
Go ahead, please stop the man just now, remember, don't enter any underground doors! "
The sound got quieter, and Jenkins thought she was dead. But the woman still had a weak pulse, but it couldn't be cured no matter what. Jenkins could only put her aside in the bed of the room, then ignored the vibration of the pocket watch chain, and pushed the door open without hesitation.
Behind the door is a spiraling dark staircase, much like the secret passage of a castle in ancient stories. The staircase was paved with gray masonry, and the walls on either side were unlit.
Jenkins called out the gift candle and went down the stairs, and heard the footsteps below clearly.
"I forgot to ask about the terrain of this place."
He thought with some annoyance, running down like a cat. The stone steps are very clean, not even dusty. But all the way down, a fresh blood line can be found extending on the wall along with the rotating stone steps. This must have been left by Quake, but I don't know what the purpose is.
Jenkins wanted to erase the thing, but found that even destroying the wall would not be able to touch the blood-red line. It seemed to be just a phantom, but the dazzling blood red reminded Jenkins all the time that it was very dangerous.
He ran towards the solution as he ran down. Fire burns, frost freezes, and physical destruction didn't work. Then, cruelly, Jenkins pointed the extremely thin [Mechanical Light] at a point on the line, and managed to create a breakpoint on the bloodline.
"good."
That was enough, retracting the lamp, and he continued down. The spiraling stairs remain unchanged, making people doubt whether they are moving.
But Jenkins was keenly aware that the sound below was getting closer. Obviously, his speed was faster than Quick.
Exactly where the downward staircase leads, Jenkins doesn't know, but he catches up to those ahead before the stairs reach the bottom.
No matter how light the footsteps were, they were still detected in such a quiet environment. Quick didn't turn around and fight Jenkins, but frowned and glanced back. Before Jenkins threw out the silver light, he suddenly disappeared like a wind.
The bottom of the stone steps is probably more than a thousand feet away from the ground, and it connects to a fan-shaped platform. The platform facing the stairs is a door locked by more than a dozen iron locks. There are densely arranged brass-colored locks on the door, but the door has already been opened at this time.
"No, didn't you say that you can't enter any doors? But there is no other way here."
There is a wind blowing from the crack of the door, and there is a sweet smell in the wind. At the same time, the sound of orchestra and music came from behind the door, as if there was a banquet hall where a banquet was being held.
"This is underground, how can there be wind."
Naturally, this simple trap couldn't deceive Jenkins, he looked around again, and let out a low "twin devil", and at the same time as the man ran up the stairs, the black figure hit the door and caused a deafening explosion.
The structure here is extremely strong, and the explosion of the twin demons did not cause a landslide. After the explosion, the door disappeared, replaced by a deep corridor.
Call out the monocle to look at the darkness, hold the gun in one hand and hold the metal block in the other hand and continue to move forward. The corridor is short, but every few steps there are different doors on the wall, all of which open a gap, and each has its own sound, smell and color behind the door.
It's obviously a door to get Jenkins to walk in, but such a pitfall isn't worth mentioning. Maybe the appearance of the door was accompanied by spiritual induction, but unfortunately, after so many things, Jenkins' spirit has become so strong that it transcends the scope of human beings.
After a short walk, there was a circular space with a small area. In the center, a sapphire larger than the head of an ordinary adult male quietly suspended in the air.
Golden chains rose from the ground and wrapped around it in midair, while unidentifiable ancient runes were strewn across the clearing.
"This is the core of the ceremony?"
Thinking in surprise, Jenkins suddenly heard a gust of wind behind him, and hurriedly dodged aside. But the weapon was fast and fast, he couldn't dodge in time, and was hit by the sword on the shoulder.
PS: la candle has become a sensitive word. I used fire candle this time.