“Something is not right.”

Nagiya had left the banquet area and walked down the castle secret passage.

This road was designed to allow the lord to go directly to the competitive conference, thereby avoiding congestion and onlookers.

The phosphorus powder rubbed the animal fat along the fingertips, and the torch lighted up, illuminating the stone steps under your feet clearly.

The wind surged from the corner, with a dampness and musty smell, accompanied by the rustling of rats and insects.

Da, da, da.

Women's thick heels are stomping out the rhythm, and the darkness is slowly moving.

Arnold has other residences, and the city administrator designed a more grand fortress for him, located on the side of the banquet site, overlooking the entire Tygonda.

After this place was completely reduced to a banquet venue, the secret thought was also banned.

The air inhaled into the lungs has a sense of age, and the spider webs curled up in the flames.

Puff, the light disappeared.

Najiya waited in the dark for a moment, the burnt smell dissipated, and she felt a faint breath of living creatures.

There is a problem.

She slowed down a little, trying to control the sound as much as possible, and the blue mist covered her pupils so that it could tell things in the darkness.

Where is ahead?

Tygonda Street emerged in my mind. The reason why Arena Street has no houses is because the bloody smell and cold nights can cause people to go crazy.

Later, the feed stadium was rebuilt, adding many eye-catching dishes to the banquet.

Since Arnold began to improve the city walls and recruit warlords, the varieties there have become more abundant, and roars occasionally come out and corpses keep entering.

Najiya once heard him complain.

After the competition conference, the corpses could only be transported from outside the city to feed them, otherwise they could only sacrifice cattle and sheep.

At that time, she guessed that there must be some monsters trying to use on the battlefield, and she accidentally discovered that someone had touched books on the habits of wild species.

"Are you not satisfied with Hangner?"

She asked.

Arnold did not answer at the time, nor even turned around, so she couldn't tell whether the other party was lying.

Before leaving, the other party warned her.

"Some wolf belly is ambitious and may have to hurt Cathy at the banquet."

Uneasiness became strong at that time.

The secret technique consultant gave her confidence to come down alone to investigate.

The road began to fork, and the unrenovated passage opened very stiffly on the wall.

There were mottled blood stains, black stains, and narrow scratches on the ground.

The gravel and struggling traces turned along the new road and seemed to be back in the direction of the banquet.

"So it's this."

She once felt a certain restless atmosphere in the city, and occasionally there was a strange smell of medicine.

For this reason, she also sent alchemy dolls to explore it, but unfortunately she was destroyed and now she has not even found her body.

The floor tiles extend to the distance, which is the direction of the feed field.

There, some unfriendly creatures were numb and dragged here after a specially carved path.

The wind poured in through the gap, and the messy scene made her feel even more panicked.

"Where are you going?"

Najiya got up and walked forward, but her eyes were erratic. She looked at both sides quickly, putting her hands on her waist, preparing for some secret techniques.

The movement continued, and the sound floated out of the passage.

A sense of openness has emerged.

She pressed against the wall, mottled stones pounded her back, the moonlight illuminated the white hair on her forehead, and the scenery in front of her gradually became clear.

At that moment, her pupils shrank slightly.

"Griffin!"

The wings brought chains, making noises, and the sharp claws rubbed against the ground, making them look irritable and uneasy.

The skins are stacked tightly with spots and shallow gullies. The chains are rubbing against the limbs. The strong man tied them to the convex rocks on the cliff with hemp ropes.

The eagle-shaped head with a large tabletop was raised high, its tongue was clamped, and its hook was climbed onto the pointed falcon, making it unable to roar.

Griffin is very excited, and most of the traces of struggle are caused by it.

The withered and messy mane was wet with blood and the feathers of the palm were scattered all over the ground.

"There are still there?"

The water flow was still beating the gravel, and the shallows were covered with moonlight.

Just near the griffin, there was a huge black shadow crawling on the ground.

The withered pupils and teeth are slightly shining.

Its neck was slender and locked by large iron buckles, and the sound of thunder circled in its throat.

The tail with huge raised heights was also nailed to pieces, connecting ziplines and knots, and concentrated next to the fire through several reinforcement interfaces.

"Oh my God, the fork-tailed Dragon."

Nagiya burst into anger in her chest, and Arnold never told her that there was such a thing in the feed field!

There were only two people in charge of guarding this place, and the tattoo covered the spine from the back of the head.

Yes, they were not wearing armor and guarding the two bloodthirsty beasts shirtlessly.

These people are nations born in southern ports, leaving their achievements on them with animal blood and pigments, including various sea monsters, mountain goods, and wanted criminals.

Nagiya has met all the generals of Tygonda, and Arnold has never deliberately concealed them from the army - the consultant is all-round.

That means that they came from a warlord or nobleman who secretly dug this sideways and stole them from the feedlot with drugs.

Since you are lying here, it must be related to the banquet above.

The knots and various chains are very clever, and the control is concentrated on several wooden stakes. As long as the mechanism is kicked down, the control can be unplugged instantly.

The giant beast will fly up in the air, tearing the night apart with rage.

Here is below the cliff.

The tilting angle makes it impossible for people who enjoy the banquet in the grass and castles to discover this crisis hidden under their feet.

Nagiya's fingers draw the insignia in the air.

The flowing light gradually condensed, and finally it was held in the palm of the palm like a gas mass, gradually covering half of the arm.

Secretists never show off their strengths, they rely on knowledge and magic to control the situation.

"The signal is fireworks, right? That was..."

"No, it's the candlelight, wait a little longer."

The conversation ended and the man complained about this damn night.

He squatted down to add firewood to the bonfire, which contained herbs, and some odors that were difficult for humans to detect could be used to avoid attacks from behemoths.

"Uh, vomit~"

The companion screamed and spit out bile.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

I was still asking a question, and a numbness was like a needle prick, from the spine up, the mixture was thrown on the back.

The glass slags flew away, making him understand that someone broke in.

Najiya walked out slowly, white fluorescent light covering one of the people's heads. She raised her arm and pointed it at it, as if she was performing some kind of manipulation.

This kind of interference is very complex and far more difficult than waving a breeze.

"It's you."

The other guy who was disturbed by the drug was gritting his teeth to support him. Although his face was very painful, he still identified the identity of the person.

"Since he is willing to speak, he is useless. You'd better explain clearly. I still have many methods."

Najiya's fingers were trembling and bent slightly, and the one who started to wailed.

He scratched wildly, as if he had seen something terrifying through the white mist. He rushed into the air without knowing the direction, and white foam mixed with black water flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

The corpse fell to the ground, its tendons and veins raised, and the blood had solidified forever.

Whoosh, bang!
To be continued...