hunter rule

"Have you never thought about leaving here?"

Zhao Guangli asked.

Ren lowered his head and showed a cautious and respectful expression: "You two, since you are already here, I can also explain it a little more clearly."

"It's very difficult to leave once you're here, even if you are a professional."

Ren pursed his lips and pointed at his weapon.

"The [Nightmare King] occupies the center of the Thousand Miles Plain, turning it into a land of disaster filled with monsters and monsters, making it impossible to escape."

Renn felt that what he said was not wrong.

In fact, this is exactly the case.

Countless people who fell into the Great Plains had this or that idea at the beginning.

I believe that I will be able to escape from this hellish place and survive. I am completely different from others.

Renn thought so at first. He rubbed the black sword with his fingers and seemed to be able to recall the past.

He was once a member of an adventure group and a professional with a bright future.

It's just that reality taught Renn a lesson, and it told Renn one thing clearly.

He is not the protagonist.

Being corrupted by the demonic aura in the dark, with no progress in career path, this is the reality.

Zhao Guangli did not refute Ren at this moment, he just nodded perfunctorily.

At this moment, Su Lin emerged slowly, its tentacles facing the other side of the cave, and said softly: "Hey, boy, ask this old Bangcai what the caves over there are for. I feel it in them.

Something familiar yet weird."

Lao Bangcai?

It should be referring to Ren in front of me, right?

Sure enough, Su Lin started giving people nicknames again.

However, Su Lin usually doesn't take aim without aim. Zhao Guangli's eyes followed the direction pointed by Su Lin's tentacles.

The space in the underground world is large enough, with huge holes in the distance, and sand and gravel of various sizes scattered on the ground, quietly like a sleeping giant beast.

"What is that? Is it also your residential area?"

Perhaps because of Zhao Guangli's previous action, Renne always answered all questions.

"Over there, there is a cave that originally existed here. There are some strange things in it, which seem to have been left by the predecessors. Because they are not helpful for survival, no one has ever gone there."

The survivors living underground can't even take care of themselves, let alone paying attention to other things.

For them, only food is the most precious thing.

Shen He couldn't hear what Su Lin was saying now, but it was obvious that Su Lin must be behind Zhao Guangli's sudden asking of strange questions.

A construction mage studies firearms machinery and practices firearms martial arts to become a good hand.

The order mage is completely different.

They like to explore the essence of things most, and often appear in the most unusual and terrifying places.

Zhao Guangli has always been slightly confused as to why Su Lin, with a character like this, would choose to become a mage of order.

Mages of the order department are probably calm and precise old scholar-like figures. How could they be like...Su Lin?

"Well, you guys can be more casual here, I have something else to do."

At this moment, Ren showed an expression that looked worse than crying.

Zhao Guangli nodded,

The man in front of him has always given him an uncomfortable feeling. Although he has always been very respectful, this emotion always exists.

Now that the old Bangcai was leaving, Zhao Guangli breathed a sigh of relief.

Hey, have you been infected by Su Lin?

Looking at Ren's retreating back, Sulin's voice slightly amplified at this moment.

"That place doesn't seem to be a taboo, go and have a look."

"Hey, facial paralysis woman, do you feel anything?"

Shen He shook her head naturally. She stepped on the ground and slowly entered the cave in front of her.

In addition to a large amount of sand and gravel on the ground, there are also some metal utensils that are too worn to be used, and some yellowed books, but they are scattered on the ground, but at least they are still well preserved.

Because these things do not help survival at all.

"These things seem to be items used to perform some kind of ritual."

Zhao Guangli gently touched the worn metal on the ground.

There is a sense of historical depth.

Shen He flipped through a book and then whispered to Zhao Guangli: "It has no value, it's just an ordinary book. The publication time of the book can be traced back to thirty years ago or even longer."

"Thirty years?"

Su Lin's tentacles began to flip: "That's really early."

Sure enough, the cave here has a history of at least thirty years, and Sulin was not one of the first people to fall into the Great Plains.

Zhao Guangli looked towards the top of the entire space.

In addition to the soil, some animal-like figures can be vaguely seen on the wall.

In Zhao Guangli's view, these animals vary in appearance and size, like murals from previous lives, but they all describe the same species.

dog.

Some are big and some are small, lifelike.

Su Lin looked at these contents and touched his forehead with his hand.

"Senior Su Lin, what are these?"

Zhao Guangli held his head high.

"How would I know? Just like what you said, this place is probably used for some kind of sacrificial occasion."

Su Lin looked at all the objects in this area carefully: "But there are too many types of rituals, and I don't know what the specific contents are."

Speaking of which, seeing so many canine graphic murals in front of him really gave Zhao Guangli a vague feeling of dizziness. It seemed that something was abnormal, but in the blink of an eye, nothing happened.

"It's a little weird, don't look at it for a long time."

Shen He said softly, and she stepped forward, heading deeper.

There were some words on the wall, but they were not the alliance's current words. Naturally, Zhao Guangli couldn't understand them at all. He shook his head and walked inside.

deep.

The moment they walked in, several huge stone slabs were inserted between the stones on the wall, appearing in front of Zhao Guangli and others.

These stone slabs are about tens of meters high and fill the area here, giving them a strange sense of solemnity.

There are large sections of writing on the stone slab, which are similar to the previous writing. Every writing looks natural, as if it has some kind of magical power that makes people crazy.

"This is……"

"Historical tablets recording prehistoric texts!"

Before Shen He could speak, Su Lin's eyes suddenly lit up and he stared at the stone slabs in front of him.

"This...there is such a thing here!"

“It’s been a long time since we last met!”

Su Lin's little tentacles trembled back and forth excitedly, as if his body had been electrocuted, causing Zhao Guangli's crossbow blade to start shaking as well.

[Black Hunter] made a sound of dissatisfaction at the right time.

"It records the information that may have existed before the historical fault." Sulin's tentacles touched the stone slab in front of him: "I have seen more in the school museum before, but this is the first time I have seen such a thing in person.

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