Chapter 412

"How is it such a coincidence that it collapsed just as I wanted to leave?"

Coughing while holding the door to stand up, confirming that the road he came from had truly collapsed, Xia De could not help but feel suspicious in his heart.

But thinking about it, it seemed there were other coincidences tonight that led him from the Sophia mansion to this underground iron door in a straight line. For example, in the tavern, he heard the professors' conversation through three sorceries and thus directly learned more secrets.

But that could be considered luck, or it could be considered a coincidence. And if it were the former, Xia De then roughly understood what had happened:

"Could it be that the 【Puppeteer's Notes】 led me here? But last time it was a whole night of luck, this time it seems to only provide me with the convenience of coming here."

But in any case, there was no other choice; although he could stay where he was and wait for the witch's rescue, after all, the witch could not possibly not want her ring. It was just that the current problem was that the passage still had the possibility of collapsing, and this possibility was very high; Xia De could not stay where he was and wait to be buried alive.

"I can only open the door; anyway, there is still a drop of divinity on me... It shouldn't be that unlucky."

Helplessly climbing up, he patted the dust off his body. Looking inside from the crack of the iron door, it was pitch black inside; even the silver light at his fingertips could not illuminate the thick darkness inside.

Xia De pressed his hand on the door, and as the light of the ring lit up, his palm rotated slightly until the sorcery could no longer be used, and the door was opened.

Stepping back two steps, nothing rushed out from behind. So Xia De pushed the door, and the door made an unusually loud 'creak' sound; while his hair stood on end, this gentle push actually pushed the door completely open.

Using his clothes to turn the big book in his hand into a toy to carry on his body, then the light in his left hand illuminated the front, and his right hand drew the Moonlight Greatsword from the air, Xia De stepped into the darkness behind the door.

Although it was impossible to illuminate the inside of the door from the outside, after entering it, the silver light at his fingertips could illuminate the entire space.

Behind the door was not a long, narrow passage, but a small square dark room. In the middle of the dark room was a pool that occupied three-quarters of the entire space, and on the other side of the pool, there was an iron door exactly the same as the one Xia De pushed open.

Xia De stood at the door and did not dare to continue walking forward; just after entering here, the voice in his ear reminded him that dense whispering elements were gathering in this dark room.

There was actually faint light inside the dark room; the light came from the gurgling pool, as if there were not only springs under the pool, but also light sources that could emit light.

Xia De stood there without daring to move; he clearly felt that something was in the dark room, something had already targeted him.

He could not describe this feeling more accurately, but the feeling at this moment made him more afraid than the spider crawling up his neck not long ago.

His hair stood up slightly, and the panic made him want to turn and flee. But behind him was a dead end only a few meters long; turning and running made no sense.

And just at this moment, in the pool with strange blue-white light, following the sound of splashing water, a fair arm reached out. The skin was so delicate, and the palm and arm were so alluring. Even an outsider who prided himself on being able to reasonably control his desires was almost unable to control the urge to step forward and check.

"Oh!"

A short light blade appeared at his fingertips, and Xia De slashed at the arm. The pain immediately suppressed that strange urge; although he was injured, it was worth it.

The collapse outside was still continuing; he could no longer retreat. And that arm reaching out of the water danced gently above the pool, the palm making strange movements and postures as if it had no bones, but it just would not let Xia De at the door see the shoulders and body.

The arm slid across the water surface, and the sound of water was unusually obvious in the quiet space; at the same time, a strange fragrance gradually dispersed. If this scene had not happened in a sealed dark room underground, it might have allowed Xia De to give birth to many romantic imaginations.

But at this moment, he only wanted to leave here, stay away from that beautiful hand, and stay away from this pool. No matter what relic this was, it was definitely not a good thing.

"Hehe~"

Laughter came from the pool; it was a woman's laughter, like the sound of silver bells refreshing the heart, and like a cold drink in the dog days making people feel refreshed.

The laughter appeared intermittently, and a sense of charm gradually increased in the sound. Although Xia De had not been exposed to similar sounds, it was undoubtedly a sound that stirred human primitive desires.

It was just that, compared to that arm that could dance on the water surface, this sound had no attraction to Xia De at all.

After all, having heard the laughter of the woman in his ear, other laughter was too ordinary for Xia De.

【Should I thank you for your praise?】

"If you have the time to mock me, you might as well help me think about what to do now."

One of Xia De's hands gripped the door frame tightly, and the veins on his arm were about to be exposed. It was not nervousness, but an urge to step forward that he could not suppress.

【Very simple, don't you have the cult's classics on you?】

Xia De suddenly realized and hurriedly restored the book, then looked up the records about this thing. It was just that the hateful cultists actually did not write a table of contents for their religious classics; Xia De could only flip through it page by page, forced to read that evil and terrifying knowledge.

This book had more than two hundred pages.

With a 'clatter', Xia De was startled. Looking up, that dancing hand had already retracted below the water surface, and instead, a woman's leg reached out from the water surface. Still, he could only see the leg, not other parts of the body; the toes with red nail polish curled slightly, and the fair skin had a milky luster.

Xia De had to admit that at this moment, he was truly moved.

"Actually using this kind of thing to test me, an outsider."

Although moved, he still gripped the door frame firmly and did not let go. If Xia De had any advantages, he considered his self-control to be quite strong.

"These damn fish-men, can't they write a summary at the beginning of each chapter and a conclusion at the end?"

He scolded the fish-men who had no academic spirit in his heart, trying his best not to look up.

It was just that the sound of that woman's leg teasing the water surface really made him have to associate it with many images. And even if he used cloth to block his ears, those sounds still entered his ears without obstruction.

The woman's light laughter and the sound of playing in the water constantly teased Xia De's nerves, making him want to look up or step forward.

"This is..."

Fortunately, the content that appeared in the book in his hand temporarily attracted all of Xia De's attention. He did not find information about the creature in the pool, but saw records about the 'Golden Pearl'.

This passage of records was placed together with the Ringed Shushi's ritual of worshiping the Evil God, telling the scene of the Evil God descending to the material world in the ancient era in the tone of religious mythology.

The fish-men built a huge temple for the god in the fish-man city in the deep abyss of the sea. The saint occupied the body of a huge mermaid, spreading terrifying knowledge to believers in the temple, and accepting bloody sacrifices.

Before the god left, in order to reward the piety of the believers, he killed half of the population of the fish-man race at that time, and used the tears of joy, bliss, fear, and pain to make a golden pearl, used to hold the power he bestowed upon the fish-man race.