The woods are very deep.
The two of them entered less than fifty meters before the light was mostly blocked by the tree canopy.
The branches and leaves above the head are so densely connected that the sunlight only leaks through the gaps with a few slender beams of light, which are inserted diagonally on the pile of rotting leaves, illuminating the spores suspended in the mist.
The soil underfoot is soft and rotten, and the rotten leaves have accumulated for countless years. If you step on it, it will sink to your ankles, and when you lift it up, it will bring out a sour and rotten moisture.
The tree roots were tangled like snakes and tripped the two of them several times.
Grimm opened the way ahead, swinging his broad-bladed dagger left and right, cutting down the vines and thorn branches hanging down on both sides.
"Just follow the footprints." Lin Ze pointed at the series of deep pits in the mud ahead.
After walking for about an hour, the forest gradually became thinner, and the trees changed from a dense broad-leaved mixed forest to sparse oaks and birches.
The terrain began to slope downwards, and the soil underfoot became drier and drier.
There was a faint sound of water flowing from the front, and Grimm suddenly squatted down and raised his hand to make a stop gesture.
Lin Ze immediately followed suit and squatted down.
In the open space more than twenty meters ahead, there was an uprooted oak tree.
The soil on the roots of the tree is still wet, revealing the white broken roots, and the leaves on the crown of the tree are still lush, obviously it fell not long ago.
The middle part of the trunk was broken by something from the side, the fracture was uneven, and the wood fibers looked like an exploding broom.
"Look ahead." Grimm lowered his voice and pointed in the direction behind the broken tree with the tip of his sword.
Looking in that direction, Lin Ze saw a bush that had been trampled flat.
Behind the shrubs is a steep rocky slope. There is an irregular hole at the bottom of the rocky slope, about four or five meters wide.
The cave was dark and nothing could be seen.
"This thing has a habit of digging holes?" Lin Ze asked.
"No." Grimm shook his head and kept his voice low.
"Giant never dig holes. They either live in caves, valleys or under cliffs. This hole..." He stared at the hole entrance for a few seconds and twitched his nose.
"I don't know what kind of creature it is, but I'm sure the thing inside is surprisingly big and ferocious."
Lin Ze sniffed.
There was a sweet, rusty smell wafting from the direction of the cave entrance.
"Go in and take a look?" Lin Ze stood up.
Grimm grabbed his sleeve.
"Are you crazy? Just go in like this?"
"What's this? It's just a hole." Lin Ze shrugged nonchalantly.
"Don't worry, no matter what's inside, I'm sure to run away no matter what happens." Lin Ze said.
Grimm:"..."
Okay, you are awesome, you can run, what about me?
"Ahem, don't worry, as long as I'm here, I won't leave you behind." Lin Ze smiled.
After Grimm heard this, he looked at Lin Ze deeply, and then he went to the cave entrance with his sword in hand.
He listened for a moment against the stone wall outside the cave entrance, and then waved to Lin Ze, which meant that it was temporarily safe.
So, the two of them entered the cave one after the other.
The smell inside the cave is ten times stronger than outside.
There are countless bones scattered on the ground, some are animal bones, and some look like human bones.
Mixed among the bones were a few tattered pieces of clothing and rusty ironware.
There are several deep claw marks on the cave wall, from the top of the cave to the ground.
After walking a dozen steps inside, the space suddenly became larger, like a natural rock hall.
There are cracks on the top of the rock hall, and skylight leaks through the cracks, barely illuminating the things in the center.
A pile of fur.
Grimm used the tip of his sword to open up the top layer, revealing the upper body of a person underneath.
To be precise, a person's upper body was crushed into a meat pie.
The bones were shattered, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the original appearance could no longer be seen.
The clothes were in shreds, mixed with fur and blood clots.
Grimm took a step back suddenly and bumped into Lin Ze.
"What's wrong?"
Grimm said nothing and pointed to the edge of the pile of furs.
Lin Ze looked over and saw an arm exposed from the pile of fur.
The skin of the arm is gray, and there is a silver ring on the wrist.
The surface of the silver ring was engraved with fine lines, which were completely different from the witch hunter runes he had seen before. It was more refined and older.
He took the silver ring off his gray arm and turned it over to look at it.
Two letters are engraved on the inside: A. P.
Grimm came over and took a look, his face became paler.
"What's wrong?" Lin Ze looked at him and asked.
Grimm's lips pursed into a straight line, and the knuckles holding the sword hilt turned white.
"This is... the lord's younger brother... Albert Pendragon. He took people into the mountains for hunting three years ago and never came back since then..."
Lin Ze threw the silver ring to Grimm.
Grimm continued to pick up the fur with the tip of the sword and examined it carefully under the skylight.
Suddenly, he was stunned for two seconds as if he had discovered something, then squatted down and unfolded the fur.
The fur was so big that it covered almost half of the rock hall when it was spread on the ground.
The gray-white fur is dense and long, with dark gray velvet at the base and silvery tips.
Grimm touched the texture of the fur with his hand, and stroked it along the direction of the hair flow with his fingertips.
"This is..." The expression on Grimm's face was complicated.
"What's wrong?" Lin Ze asked with some confusion.
"No... I have never seen this kind of fur..." Grimm shook his head.
He raised his head and looked at the passage deeper into the rock hall that continued to extend downward.
"There's something... in this hole..." he said.
Lin Ze At this moment, he also noticed that something seemed to be shaking slightly in the cave.
The two of them stood in the center of the cave hall, the skylight above their heads swaying in the wind, and the claw marks on the cave wall cast shadows that grew and grew short.
Lin Ze pulled out the wand, the fluorescent light lit up and shined towards the entrance of the passage.
The inner wall of the channel is smooth, with no traces of manual excavation, and no footprints or claw marks can be seen.
But the tremors became more and more obvious, and the cave walls were shaking slightly, and gravel fell from the top of the cave.
Grimm held the dagger across his chest, took half a step back, and stood in front of Lin Ze.
"What's wrong?"
"The sound is not right." Grimm's voice was a little tight.
"I once saw a sleeping Giant... They... shouldn't be like this..."
As the sound of Grimm falls, the tremor interval suddenly becomes shorter and the frequency becomes faster and faster.
Grimm suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the entrance of the cave.
"Run, run, whatever it is, he's gonna wake up!" he said.
Lin Ze Before I had time to ask why, the entire ground beneath my feet suddenly jerked upwards, as if someone had punched me hard from the ground.
The two of them were thrown to the top of the rock hall at the same time. Lin Ze turned over in the air, with dragon scales covering his back and withstanding the impact.
Grimm was not so lucky. He hit the rock wall at the top of the cave and bounced back to the ground with a groan. The dagger flew out of his hand.
The ground in the center of the rock hall cracked, and gravel and soil surged to both sides, revealing what was underneath.
One eye.
Dark golden, with vertical pupils, the eyeballs are larger than Lin Ze's entire body.
It slowly opened from the crack in the ground and stared intently at the two uninvited guests in the rock hall.
Lin Ze See this eye clearly in mid-air.
Grimm is right.
This is really not Giant...