HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 132 Down
Huge sinkhole, dreamy purple plants, and vine staircases that are also lavender.

They turned down quietly, and there was still an abyss under their feet. If they slipped and slipped down, they would probably turn into a puddle of meat sauce on the spot.

However, the vine staircase without any support is extraordinarily strong. When a group of people walk on it, they don't even feel shaking.

Itana looked at the bottom of the tiankeng hundreds of meters deep below, thankful that she was not afraid of heights.

Davist's outstretched hand did not take back, it was still placed flat on his chest, the palm was slightly pressed down, and the fluctuation of magic power gushed out from his palm, and the vines continued to weave into new steps in front of him.

Tom looked at the scenes in front of him, like legends described in stories, ancient mottled ruins, and plants that he had never heard of.

Sure enough, knowing many things only from books and other people's dictation is still not as good as seeing and hearing with your own eyes.

He felt that he was walking towards a lost history and became a symbol in a legend.

Itana was far more sure of this than he was.

She has seen a similar place, and now there is a second place like this, and will there be another person similar to Diana here, or can this also lead to the land of eternal night where Diana is? .

"Mr. Davis, do you know why Danlin came here?"

"Looking for something he wanted, but he didn't tell us what it was."

"He took the initiative to seek cooperation from you? Who discovered this ruin first?"

What is Danlin looking for?What is grandma doing who hasn't heard back yet?These people seem to have a clear purpose, what are they after?
"Yes, it's him." Davis said succinctly.

"How many people did you send with him?" Itana asked again.

Danlin's strength is already quite good, plus some helpers.If such a configuration can still be lost, Itana thinks that their current team is probably not good enough.

"Two. But what is certain is that all three of them are still alive, so they are most likely trapped in some place that cannot be communicated."

"So you want to use blood magic to find it through my blood relationship with that year? But why didn't this ruin block blood magic?"

"Because most of the institutions in the ruins rely on blood magic."

During the conversation, they gradually approached the ruins.

Davis had no intention of re-exploring from outside the ruins, and his vine ladder directly reached the top of the ruins.

Several people walked down the rattan ladder one by one, and the rattan ladder behind them immediately disintegrated and withered, breaking into powder and dissipating in the air.

It is something built by magic power, and naturally it cannot last forever after losing the support of magic power.

After all, there are only a few people like Muir who can extract and transform magic power from the natural magic field by themselves, and Itana succeeded only once by mistake.

They stood at the top of the ruins and started their preliminary observations.

The whole of the ruins looks like a pyramid with a hexagonal bottom and a hexagonal platform at the top, which looks like a pyramid of the Mayan civilization in America, except that there are a few more sides.

There are very serious signs of wear and tear on the outside of the ruins. One tower can vaguely see some patterns on the wall, but these patterns have been blurred, but the shape of the waves can still be seen.

Waves, fish god.

"The next step is to prepare the blood magic?" Itana looked at Davis.

Davis nodded, "Give me your night of blood."

Itana immediately took out a small tube of red liquid from her bag, "Can I use the one I left?"

Davis didn't shake his head, but denied it with words: "We need fresh ones."

Itana glanced at him, then at Muir and Tom, her expression collapsed, "Okay."

She didn't spend any more time to shirk and hesitate, and decisively pulled out the carving knife from her bag, a flame shot out from her fingertips, she simply wiped a sterilized knife on the blade, and then lightly tapped it on the ring finger of her right hand. Draw.

"hiss--"

Ten Fingers to Heart was not just for fun, she almost burst into tears after this cut, so it shouldn't be cut here.

"Is this okay?" Itana took a breath and handed out her bloody finger.

Davis hummed, and lifted the wand in Itana's finger in vain, and the blood drop floated out of thin air, melted into a blood mist, and drifted in one direction.

"First determine their general direction." Davies pointed forward with his wand, and the newly emerging blood beads on Itana's fingers flew out of thin air, flew to another direction, melted into blood mist again, and pointed to the new direction. direction.

Repeat this process, up and down, left and right, to determine a rough range.

"Okay, below, let's go down here." Davis put away his wand and looked at Itana: "I'll use it again later, don't let it scab."

"..." Itana opened her mouth slightly, and smiled: "I see..."

"Pfft—" Tom looked away.

Itana looked over rather sadly, her eyes dim.

Tom turned his head back solemnly and straightened his face, "Then let's hurry up and set off."

Davis hummed, and took the lead in walking towards a downward hole next to him.

There is a downward stone ladder, and it is so dark that it is impossible to see the situation below.

Davis hung a lighting ball, and the group began to walk down.

"It's quite dry here." Itana looked at the surrounding walls and commented: "The waterproofing is good, but why should the fish god's relic be waterproof? Shouldn't things related to the ocean be engraved nearby?"

"Perhaps they just want to keep the building longer."

Tom stated the probable facts.

The downward stairs seemed endless, and they didn't encounter any traps on the way, no, to be precise, they didn't encounter any traps that would attack them.

All they encountered were wreckages, and there were obvious traces of imitation nearby. Presumably, the previous group of people had stepped on the mines for them.

"Can you tell who it is from the traces of magic power?" Itana asked.

"It's almost gone." Davis shook his head, "Go ahead."

Checking the rooms along the way, most of what they saw were some broken clay pots. There seemed to be something in the pots, but now they have dried up, leaving only black traces, making it impossible to guess what happened before. what is it.

They continued to go down, and Itana kept silently counting how long they had walked down. According to this distance, they should have been underground by now.

(End of this chapter)