Assassin’s Adventure

With the help of a soldier, the two of them pulled the rattan much faster, but in the end, only Gore and another soldier got up.

Gordon wanted to drop the cane, but Gore shook his head to stop him.

"There's no one left, I'm the last one."

Gordon stopped moving. There were only four people left in the nine-person team. Without the cane he put down, no soldiers could even climb up.

Gore was a little silent, just looked towards the endless jungle, and then smiled.

"Haha, El Dorado, what a beautiful thing, haha..."

He laughed and fell on the rock, never wanting to get up again.

He is not afraid of curses or death. He is loyal to the kingdom, but some can't accept this kind of nothing. They paid so much, but found nothing.

"Where is El Dorado?" he shouted loudly, his laughter stopped abruptly, and his tone was full of anger!

No one answered, and the atmosphere was very silent.

Gordon just sat silently against the tree with the rattan draped over his lap casually, and took out a cigar from his arms, the only one he had left.

But after touching it for a long time, I couldn't find the match, so I could only take the cigar out of my mouth with a wry smile and put it back into my arms.

Watching the sun go down, it took them almost an entire afternoon to climb this time. The sun turned orange, and on the horizon, it sprinkled everything with gold.

This made Gordon think of Serena, that woman is so fond of watching the scenery, maybe only the pure-minded and carefree people can enjoy this natural gift.

"Gordon, why are you looking for El Dorado? Such an ethereal thing."

Gore, still lying on the stone, asked with his eyes closed.

"None of us even know if this kind of thing really exists. We only rely on that secret word to get to the present. We have our own mission, so what about you? What supports you?"

Gordon opened his mouth and said with a smile, "Adjutant, I do know that El Dorado does exist, so I can keep moving forward."

"Why are you so sure?"

Gore reluctantly looked at this blindly optimistic person.

"Because you forgot one thing."

"What's up?"

"I'm Captain Gordon! Haha...haha..."

Gordon laughed a little out of breath, as if he was making a bad joke. Seeing the serious Gore rolled his eyes instantly, he felt a lot better.

Looking at the golden sunset, he seemed to have thought of something, gold, maybe it means sunlight.

He stood up from under the tree, then walked to the fast-flowing river, and watched the rushing water.

"Where are you going, sir?"

A soldier looked at Gordon's dangerous actions and was afraid that the man would make some dangerous actions. After all, it is not surprising that anyone is insane at this time.

"Relax soldiers, I just want to find our way back."

The soldier looked at the rushing water and the surrounding cliffs and continued to lie down.

When they came up, they were overwhelmed by their sense of mission, and they never thought about going on. Now they are extremely distressed.

"How to get down? Unless you jump from here!"

Gore sneered loudly, as if he had given up all hope and just lay down.

But Gordon didn't have the chance to say these words, he just walked to the river and tried to find gold from the water.

He looked upstream along the river and found nothing, not seeing any gold at all.

"Gore, aren't you curious where the gold below came from?"

But Gore closed his eyes and didn't speak at all. He didn't want to pay attention to this. There may be El Dorado, but that was hundreds of years ago. Maybe there are only those terrible golds left now?

"I don't see any gold here."

"So, Captain Gordon? Could it be that the gold appeared from mid-air? Maybe the entire El Dorado is all that's left of the gold, and all of it washed into the water."

"No, adjutant, you forgot that when we were below, it was because of gold that we came up."

After confirming that there was no gold upstream, Gordon walked to the edge of the waterfall again, stood on a protruding rock on the edge, and looked down.

The golden light sprinkled on the waterfall, and for a moment, a mirage-like illusion appeared in the water flow of the waterfall, about half-height.

The golden palace buildings are so brilliant.

"Adjutant Gore, are you still carrying an angel with you?"

"At this."

Gore took out the canvas-wrapped angel from the cloth pocket around his waist, and held it up in his hand.

"Do you remember what the secret language said?" Gordon walked over, took the angel from his hand, and showed a weird smile.

Gore laboriously opened his eyes, looking at the person in front of him, a lot of hope suddenly flashed in his heart.

"In the fall of the angel, I saw the golden kingdom. Did you find anything?"

Gordon walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, and the phantom below could not be seen clearly, because the gold cast by the sun was getting darker and darker~www.wuxiaspot.com~Angel's Fall, Adjutant Gore. "

Gordon laughed and repeated such a sentence, then tossed it casually.

"Do not!"

Gore didn't care what secret words Gordon said at all. He guessed that he only knew that the angel was the most important thing for them to find the El Dorado. The general solemnly handed it to him and warned him that this thing was more important than his life.

He never thought that Gordon would do such a thing. At this time, all he could do was chase the angel and jump.

It is his mission to be so resolute, to do whatever it takes to catch the angel, even if he falls to pieces.

"Gore..."

Gordon wanted to stop his urge, but it was too late.

At this moment, he can only hope that his guess is correct. If El Dorado is really there, in that different space where time is flickering, and someone has been there, then it will definitely survive.

"Sir!"

Seeing such a terrifying scene, the two soldiers rushed to the edge of the cliff, looked at Gore who was falling, and grabbed Gordon's collar angrily.

"You, why would you do such a thing!"

The soldier roared loudly, full of anger and helplessness.

"We have already killed enough people, you are murder!"

But Gordon didn't answer, just stared at the waterfall, and the falling Gore, he wanted to catch the angel, but it was obviously impossible.

The hurricane caused by the fall blew away the canvas that wrapped the angel, allowing it to show its truest face in the air.

The last afterglow of the setting sun shines on it, but instead it emits a dazzling golden line, shooting away the phantom, and a world begins to unfold before my eyes.

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