HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 133 Breathe
"It seems that the underground part of this ruins is much larger than we imagined." Itana pushed down the monocle, and the night vision effect on the monocle allowed her to see some things that the light ball couldn't reach. While moving her gaze, something caught her attention.

"Look over there." Itana raised her hand to signal, a broken wand was lying in the corner of the wall, its surface was not covered with dust, apparently it fell not long ago.

Davis did not approach, and used the floating spell to control the magic wand of Duanzi to fall to the palm of his hand. After carefully looking at it, he said in a steady voice: "It's Pierre's magic wand."

Pierre was one of the two people who came with Danlin.

"This is not a good sign, but at least it means that we have not looked in the wrong place." Tom looked quite serious. "The loss of the wand means that something has made them suffer. We must be more careful next."

Davis groaned, and turned to Itana, "Fix their direction again."

Does that mean it's about to start bleeding again?Itana took a deep breath and pinched the wound on her finger, causing it to bleed again.

Dan Lin, you caused me to bleed a lot, the kind that physics is interesting.

"Hush, listen—" Muir raised his hand suddenly, his golden pupils turned to the wall where he had just picked up his wand, and the door on that wall.

Everyone stopped and listened intently.

There was a long panting sound in the darkness, a long distance away from them, but from such a long distance, the panting sound could reach their ears to see how huge the owner of the panting sound must be.

Davis pursed his lips, and drew a bright sentence in the air with his wand: "Continue, just arrived at the location, please be quiet for now."

He was quite sure about smashing the things in the darkness, but he was not sure that the building wouldn't collapse because of it.

Itana and Tom nodded in understanding, while Davis glanced at Muir, then looked back and continued with what he had just done.

Drops of blood turned into wisps of blood mist, drifting in one direction.

Davis continued to write new sentences with his wand: "Still down, let's go on."

However, the downward stairs are interrupted on the next floor.

There are no more stairs going down around, but one room after another.

There were no signs of destruction around, Danlin and the others should have found another staircase.

Itana also picked up her wand and wrote in the air: "Do you want to look for the stairs going down separately? I don't recommend it."

It should be noted that the principle of horror movies is that if you go alone, you must die. Although reality is not a novel, it is indeed more prone to accidents to go alone.

At least when an accident occurs, a person is less equipped to cope.

"No, I have a way to find out," Davis wrote.

He opened and closed his mouth silently, and strands of fluorescent light emerged from the tip of the wand, turning into eyes that looked like children's stick figures, flying to different surrounding rooms.

After a while, those eyes flew back one after another.

Closing his eyes, Davis wrote a new sentence: "There is nothing special on this floor, let's go back."

Several people returned to the upper floor along the stairs, and Davis repeated his old trick, checking the rooms on this floor, except for the room where the breathing sound came from.

Finally, they stood in front of that room again.

A floating quill appeared beside Davis, brushing a line of words: "It seems that we have to go this way and try, since Pierre's wand is folded at its door, we need Make some preparations."

Several armor bodyguards fell on Itana, Muir and Tom respectively, and then the Disillusionment Charm.

Muir reached out to stop Davis, who was about to walk in the front, and wrote a blue sentence in the air with his hand: "I'll go in and find the way first, in case something happens to you, we will all be trapped here. "

Davis is the main force in this exploration, and he should really ensure that he has output space, otherwise it is equivalent to a cannon hitting mosquitoes and a mage probing the grass.

"No need, I'm still very strong." Davis flatly denied the proposal, and Muir didn't insist, after all, he also cherished his own life.

Everyone is a puppet. It is obvious that Davis' body has been improved many times. Compared with him, maybe he is the little crispy skin.

"Follow me." The quill brush wrote a sentence, and flew after Davis.

Itana and the other two nodded and followed.

Tom followed Itana, parallel behind Davis.

It doesn't matter if one or two body parts of the puppet's body are broken, as long as the false soul still exists and there are materials, it will be fine to replace it at that time.

So Muir quite self-consciously cut off the back.

huh-huh-

The undulating breathing became more and more heavy, Davis extinguished the light ball, and instead added a short owl vision to everyone one by one.

For Tom Muir, the surroundings are no longer dark, and the outlines of things can be vaguely seen in the gray.

They were walking along a long corridor, which Etana could see very clearly because of the night vision fixed on the monocle. Born, absorbing the power of the tide to grow, ruling all kinds of marine life on the bottom of the sea, able to drive them to work for themselves.

In the description of the mural, a disaster was born from the ground, and a crack was opened in the center of the ocean. The sea water near the crack became dangerous, causing the nearby marine life to die one after another, and the mutated sea water was still spreading outward. The oceans are going to be polluted.

The existence of the human fishtail stepped forward, and she dived into the cracked abyss. When she returned, the sea water calmed down again, the ocean current returned to normal, and the entire ocean world was saved.

The mermaids, people, built temples to this mermaid, carved statues of gods, and made her the master of the tides, the supreme god of the sea community.

The content of this mural is uncharacteristically normal.

Generally speaking, those relatively ancient primitive beliefs use intimidation to make people believe in fear. This kind of savior template god gradually appeared after the religion had developed to a certain extent.

But how has such a belief been forgotten?
It is a pity that the content of the later murals is how the fish god blesses the people, and does not mention the reason for the weakening of the fish god's belief.

Perhaps the belief in the fish god did not decline when Yuji was first built.

huh-huh-

The sound of the long breathing became louder, and they got closer to the source of the sound, and at the same time they heard the sound of running water.

At this time, the corridor also came to an end.

Stepping into the room, a huge pool almost occupied the entire floor of the room, and four thin water columns fell from the ceiling, falling into someone's mouth, presumably this was the source of the sound of water flow they heard before.

And in the center of the pool, a huge scallop sank in the water.

Under their watchful eyes, the shells were slowly opened one by one and let out a long breath.

(End of this chapter)