The dark figure

"Fuck!" Franca expressed his feelings with strong modal particles.

She looked around, thoughts racing in her mind, and she carefully guessed. "Have we encountered the same thing as the missing caravan?"

"You entered another world during that period of Tunnel, so there are no original footprints?

"In the eyes of that Smuggler Fernandez, we also evaporated out of thin air?"

Lumian had never encountered anything like this before, and the corresponding plot had not appeared in his Older Sister Aurora novels, which made him unable to figure out what the situation was like now.

He was at a loss, frowning and thinking, when he suddenly heard the speculation "Red Boots"Franca.

"It's very imaginative..." Lumian's first reaction was sigh, and then he thought about the corresponding possibilities.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Franca's words were very close to the current situation, so he squatted down and checked the footprints again.

"Indeed, the footprints of people carrying heavy things suddenly appeared there." Lumian pointed at a dozen steps behind him.

That was also the location they had just set out from, but there was no trace of their arrival there.

Franca gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that we have really entered another world, or in other words, another Underground space...

"Fuck! Why us? Christo, Brignais, Simon and Black didn't encounter anything and returned to the ground smoothly!"

Uh... Hearing "Red Boots" question Destiny, Lumian suddenly felt guilty.

Half-crouching on the ground, he subconsciously raised his hand and touched the left side of his chest.

Isn't this also some kind of Fate?

Well, we can't rule out the possibility that it's Franca's problem. She Sequence is taller than me, and she also has Mystical Item on her body. Maybe she also hides some secrets... Lumian quickly adjusted her mentality.

Franca looked down at his companion and said to himself, "Is it related to one of us, Sequence?

"Otherwise it's the negative impact of your glasses."

Lumian responded thoughtfully, "'Hunter' and 'Witch' are adjacent Pathway."

In other words, if it is really the problem caused by Convergence Law of Beyonder Characteristics, the two of them are inseparable from each other.

Of course, with the personalities of Lumian and Franca, the effect of Convergence Law of Beyonder Characteristics cannot be so obvious, but Lumian thought that he had encountered Trier less than two weeks after arriving. Having been with two Witch, and he himself was only Sequence 8, he suspected that it was the power of "Fate" that turned Aggregation into something that would happen to Predestination.

"Well..." Franca fell into deep thought.

After a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and said, "It may be our Pathway's fault that we have such an encounter, but why did this Rat Smuggling Caravan Christo enter this space and mysteriously disappear in reality?

"They have taken this route many times and never had any problems before. Why is it different this time?

"Fuck! That damn Rat must have something unsaid! What he smuggled this time was not just wine and guns, but also other things, involving Mysticism?"

"Not necessarily. Emperor Roselle said, 'If you often walk next to River Water, your boots will get wet one day.' Smuggling Caravan of Christo keeps going back and forth on this problematic road. "Tunnel, it is inevitable that something will happen, but it just happened this time."Lumian stood up and defended "Rat"Christo.

Franca was reluctantly persuaded and exhaled, "Now is not the time to discuss the reasons. The point is to find a way out.

"Hey, why is there an abnormality related to 'Hunter' and 'Witch'Pathway underground in Trier, uh..."

Franca suddenly fell silent, as if he remembered something.

"Did you find anything?" Lumian stood up.

Franca answered carefully:

"I don't know if Older Sister has told you something about Fourth Epoch, well, she may not know it either.

"In short, Trier of Fourth Epoch is the capital of the Tudor Dynasty, and the 'Blood Emperor' who rules this empire is most likely 'Hunter' Pathway High-Sequence, also, Witch Family at that time had a certain relationship with one or several big Nobles of the Tudor Dynasty, so it is normal to leave something behind in Trier."

"Witch Family?" Lumian was a little stunned by this term.

Franca curled his lips:

"When Fourth Epoch, 'Witch' Pathway was controlled by a family. Alas, since I chose 'Assassin', I can only try my best to collect relevant information, but until now, I don't know much."

Lumian brought the topic back on track:

"Do you suspect that this space is related to Fourth Epoch Trier sinking in Underground?"

"Hmm." Franca didn't respond with vague words such as "I don't rule out this possibility." She said while thinking, "The two Church must have done some work on that ruins. If we can find the corresponding node, we should be able to get out."

Holding Carbide Lamp, Lumian looked at the ground again:

"Shall we go forward, or shall we go back?

"Christo's Smuggling Caravan seems to have found nothing unusual and has been moving forward."

Franca pondered for a few seconds and said, "Let's go back to where we entered this space. It's only a dozen steps away, so we won't waste any time."

"Okay." Lumian walked towards the middle section of this Tunnel.

Soon, he and Franca stood at the place where Smuggling Caravan's footprints appeared out of thin air, and tried to take a step forward.

There was no series of footprints in front of the picture.

After walking for more than ten steps, the surrounding darkness became thicker and thicker, and there were only the footprints left by Lumian and Franca on the road.

They have not returned to reality.

"Stop." Franca pressed his right hand, "Let's turn around and get to the Quarry Cavern we came here to see if Fernandez has entered this space."

Lumian has no objection.

This can also help them further identify where the problem lies.

Under the bluish light of the two Carbide Lamp, Lumian and Franca walked steadily forward along the footsteps of Smuggling Caravan.

Not long after, they arrived at the Quarry Cavern.

A dark shadow stood at the junction of light and darkness, with its back facing the two of them.

Franca shouted with a little joy:

"Fernandez!"

It seems that Smuggler has also entered this space, so the problem does not necessarily lie with himself and Charles!

Franca As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly tightened.

At the same time, Lumian said in a deep voice, "Something's wrong."

That Smuggler Fernandez was originally mentioned as Carbide Lamp, there is no way it can just stand in the darkness like that!

The next second, the black shadow turned around.

Under the light of Lumian and Franca's Carbide Lamp, he revealed a face covered in blood.

The face belonging to Men has short hair that looks more like Linen-Colored, a pair of thick brown eyebrows, and a pair of lake blue eyes.

His lips were thin, his appearance was ordinary, and his eyes contained unspeakable malice and hatred.

At this time, there was thick blood smeared on the black figure's face, and it seemed that it would drip at any time.

Sure enough, it's not Fernandez! Why does it look familiar... Lumian made a judgment and quickly pulled out the black Revolver from his armpit.

With a bang, Carbide Lamp in Franca's hand fell to the ground.

The black figure was startled by the burst of sound and the shaking light, and suddenly flashed into the darkness of Depths, disappearing into a certain Tunnel that connected this Quarry Cavern.

"What's wrong?" Lumian turned his head and looked at Franca.

As a Beyonder of Sequence 7, as a member of the Concealment organization, and as an experienced fighter, she should not have such an abnormal performance and such an exaggerated reaction!

Franca stared into the darkness and said after a few seconds, "That's, that's the old me..."

Who were you before, when you were a man? Lumian was horrified when he heard this.

Every hair on his head stood up and he asked in a deep voice, "You before drinking 'Witch'Potion?"

"Yes." Franca bent down and picked up his Carbide Lamp, with an expression of confusion and fear, "I thought no one in the world would remember that face except myself... Why, why did I see it here? Was it generated based on my memory? In this space, our memory cannot be kept secret?"

Isn't that a good thing? Lumian's first reaction was actually joy.

If this space could map out all the memories hidden in his subconscious, then he would be able to initially restore the truth about the disaster in Kordu Village!

As for whether this space would "peep" things that shouldn't be spied on, suffer serious pollution and damage, and disintegrate from the inside out, he didn't care at all.

Lumian carried Carbide Lamp and Revolver Pistol and walked around this place Quarry Cavern. He did not see any other black figures, nor did he find anything related to himself Past.

He said to Franca quite disappointedly, "I can't find the me before."

"Isn't it from my memory, or is it further ahead?" Franca suggested returning to the "original route" that led them down to this level. Auxiliary Shaft looked for more anomalies along the way to speculate on the nature of this space, thereby opening the door out of this place.

The two passed through this Quarry Cavern almost side by side, following the footprints left by Smuggling Caravan and walking towards the edge of Observatory District.

Time passed by, and Lumian and Franca saw something on the ground almost at the same time.

It was drop by drop of blood, sparse and scattered, mixed in between the Smuggling Caravan footprints that had a certain sense of chaos.

"Exceptions have begun to appear?" Franca whispered.

Lumian nodded:

"Further forward, we are likely to encounter those people."

He glanced at Franca and added:

"Of course, they may not still be human."

Franca immediately sneered:

"Are you scaring me? Do you think you can scare me like this? Whether they are Corpse or Monster now, it is a development that I expected.

"You have to remember that the most terrifying thing in this world is the unknown."

As soon as Franca finished speaking, he saw Lumian's expression suddenly solidified as his face was reflected in the light of Carbide Lamp's yellowish-blue color.

"You still want to scare me..." Before Franca could finish saying this, he felt something hot slipping from the end of his nose and falling to the ground.

It was a drop of bright red blood.