Otherworldly Merchant

Is there a bigger guy in this hole?

I had to be shocked!

But Han Liu is still in that big crocodile's mouth. How dare I hesitate to take half a step?

Now hold on to the Ghost Chopper's two knives, and insert them into the stone wall, walking along the difficult steps of the current.

The pressure of the surf forced me to bow my head and squeeze my back, almost every step of the way.

The debris from the heavenly covering was stuck with a disgusting stench that was unwelcome to smash on me, on my face.

Soon, there was a big thick layer hanging around me!

Chewed bones, scattered faeces, whining black mud.

I bite my teeth hard, hold on to the five dirty flips, almost exhaust my strength to eat milk, and walk one step forward.

The black water ahead has been dyed half red, and the black and red hybrids reveal a gloomy colour.

Dozens of meters later, the waters ahead have completely turned bright red. That means the big crocodile is not far from here!

At this point, the roar finally stopped.

Boom!

But immediately, the entire stone wall rocked violently, as if the cave were about to collapse.

As soon as I saw the pressure surge, I couldn't help but remove the stain that hung all over me. I grabbed the knife and quickly chased it forward. Without a few steps, I saw a huge figure floating in front of me.

Morphologically, it's the giant crocodile that I hurt so badly!

The guy was lying on the ground, slowly moving forward, and a huge tail scratched against the stone wall.

It's just much slower than it was! Looks like this mighty giant monster is finally losing it.

I quickly caught up and tried to save Han Lao Liu from his mouth, but suddenly found that the black water had reached its end.

The small half of the giant crocodile has been exposed to the water and is struggling to climb up.

He closed his eyes and closed his lips dead. Han Lao Liu, shaped like a dead wood, was put in front of his mouth. As the big crocodile crawled every time, Han Lao Liu was moved forward from the top.

There was a long stain of red blood on the ground.

“Six!” I shouted and rushed over and picked him up.

But the big crocodile, as if he didn't notice anything, still crawled up hard, trying to reach forward with his big mouth, wanting to keep arching Han Lao Six forward.

I checked Han Lao Liu's body carefully, and besides the two new deep visible bone marks, there were no major injuries - his physical condition was very special, so long as he regained his energy, this scar was nothing.

Looks like the big crocodile just wanted to bring him here before he died and didn't mean to hurt him.

But after he was so badly wounded, he wasn't in a hurry to escape, he was in a hurry to bring Six here, what was he trying to do?

Boom!

The ground swayed violently, and crushed stone dust fell on both sides of the stone wall.

The channel in front was ramped up, rising almost 45 degrees high, and suddenly converging at forty and fifty meters, forming a disconnected platform.

From my point of view, I can't see anything above it.

The place is empty, and the surrounding walls are in an extremely pristine state, with a layer of light grey sedimentary rock hanging on the raised stone. It seems that a long time ago, there was a lava running through this cave.

I turned around and looked at the giant crocodile, half lying in the water, and it was still arching forward.

Although the magnitude is getting smaller and slower, the eyes are dying. But it still continues to die, and continues to arch the already non-existent Han Lao Six. It may have wanted to send Han Lao Six to the top, but just swimming here can no longer support it.

But why would it do that?

All of a sudden, there was a huge roar coming from above, and the sound was so loud, it almost shattered my ears!

The voice was strong and cold, filled with tremendous anger and sadness.

With a loud roar and a burst of noise followed by a huge black pressed smell of baked filth, a piece of dirt poured down.

I hurried to hold Han Lao Liu flashing aside.

Boom! Messy filth, pouring down, raving into the water.

And the filthy black water, like a recession, poured backwards.

As the tide recedes, the great crocodile's body is completely - naked - exposed.

Its four formerly robust limbs were crushed to death by an immense amount of weight on the shore, only to keep moving forward with the last residual force.

Again and again.

It wants to keep moving forward and climb up the aisle platform.

Hoo-hoo! The distant tide rushed back and pushed the giant crocodile's body one more step forward.

I had to wonder, what's up there?

I moved and was frozen by some numb hands and feet, carefully tied Han Lao Liu to his back, and climbed up step by step with a knife.

The higher the smell, the harder it is for smokers to breathe!

I held on to the sickness of the five-dirty surge, almost throwing up, step by step closer to the upper platform.

Countless rounded pits of the same thickness appeared on the stone walls on both sides, hidden in two rows, more than two feet deep into the stone surface, and looked up as if a slanted upward railway.

From the thickness of the hole and the distance between the two marks, it must have been left by the big crocodile in the water.

So this guy must have been climbing up and down here for years, grinding all this hard blue steel rock like this.

There was another roar coming from above as the eyes were about to climb to the top.

At this time, I was closer to the source of the sound, which suddenly poured directly into my ears, shocking me, almost every muscle trembled independently!

Because of previous experience, I was afraid to leave something behind, smashed Han Lao Liu, hurried to pull out the double knife and face resistance.

Probably by now, there's really nothing up there.

After sweeping away several pieces of debris, everything returned to calm.

I waited a moment and saw that there was no more noise, so I moved on.

Finally, I pinched the top wall of the rock with my hands and poked my head out.

The platform at the top of this tunnel is huge, although it's dark, unsightly, and roughly estimated to be at least a few hundred square feet. The cave is filled with stone milk and the ground is covered with a thick sedimentary rock, all of the most primitive scenery.

Filled with smelly faeces, the ground was clean and not even a trace of dust could be seen.

At this moment, two lights suddenly lit in the dark.

Fire, fire, red, big lanterns!