162 meeting, rising(2/2)
"How to make it stop... No, no, how to make it come back?"
"Currently we only have the method to rotate the hole...but we should have a method to make it come up."
"Turn left quickly, turn left..."
"Don't rush me, I've already transferred you."
Not long after, the black platform passed by them and soared up again.
"... Let's study how to make it stop." After another period of silence, Nan Tieshan said helplessly: "Otherwise I will be scared to death sooner or later, this thing is silent...
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"No, maybe we can do this."
Duan Qing pondered for a while, then nodded to Xue Ling Huan Bing: "Let's unscrew it first. Can you... be able to catch up later?"
"I should be fine."
"That's okay..." After indicating that the other party could start, Duan Qing quickly ran to the side of the black-armored man and dragged him up: "Brother, you are also ready."
"what to prepare?"
As soon as an ominous feeling arose in Nan Tieshan's heart, the black platform passed by him again, but this time, the woman had quickly twisted the sword to another direction, and then pulled out her weapon.
"Prepare......"
Grabbing the opponent's heavy body, Duan Qing gritted his teeth and threw Nan Tieshan down the huge pit.
"Facing the impact!"
"Ahhhhh——"
Boo!
At the same time as the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Duan Qing glanced behind him, and then shouted to the young man beside him: "Art, follow me!"
"Ah? Oh..."
The latter hesitated for a moment, and then was pushed down by a huge force.
"You still expect him to dance by himself..."
The expected feeling of falling did not appear. Art hurriedly opened his eyes and found that everyone had arrived on the platform and moved rapidly as the platform rose. A woman's voice came from behind him,
He was about to look back when the scene in front of him suddenly blurred - that was the feeling of the hall surrounded by green light they were in before, flashing before their eyes.
"You guys..." The big man in black armor was still lying flat on the black stone: "Do you want to murder me, the captain?"
"Don't worry, we've already taken the elevator." Duan Qing squatted aside and said, "Right away..."
"We are about to reach the end."
The speed of the platform is very fast. They have experienced it before, but Duan Qing has no idea where this platform can take them. He can only hope that the things left from ancient times can be used as much as possible.
Take them to a higher place, as close to the mountain that the players long for, as possible, and at the same time pray that this device, which may have gone through thousands of years and can't even find the switch, will not have any problems on the way. After all, they have already left
On this road of no return, it seems impossible to find any switch to send them back.
The players were fine, but the NPC... looked at the young man from the Nosir tribe who had been accompanying him, and Duan Qing silently recited Amitabha in his heart - No matter what is on it, you still ask for blessings.
Come on, young man.
But in the end, the worst-case scenario that was imagined did not happen - the extremely fast platform reached the highest it could reach in no time, and when everyone emerged from the much more obvious hall, they
Suddenly, a strange device appeared, standing quietly next to the elevator.
"From a structural point of view, this thing should be able to control this platform." After checking the tattered device that had been scattered on the ground, especially the hole behind the device, Xueling Huanbing first came to a conclusion.
: "It's good now, we can still go back..."
"Rom!"
The young man who had been silent all this time suddenly rushed to the corner of the stone room: "Rom!"
Others looked in the direction of Art, and saw a figure who was dressed vaguely like the Nosir tribe, lying on the ground near the exit. However, judging from the initial state, the man seemed to be dead.
.
"Rom! Oh, Rom, how could you die here..."
After checking, Duan Qing shook his head at the rest of the people, and then looked at the young man who was crying. He didn't know what to do. Xueling Huanbing, who had some friendship with the Nosier tribe, seemed to be interested in the name he called.
He still had some impressions, and explained in a low voice: "He was once a young warrior, and he should also be a young man who failed to pass the test..."
"...Then it feels strange that he died in this place...Hey, where are you going?"
Duan Qing rubbed his chin and began to instinctively think about some possible reasons. However, before he could sink into his thoughts, the crying young man suddenly stood up from the ground and wiped himself.
Chapter completed!