Shadow Apostle

The deep underground tunnel is dark and lightless.

Sight has lost all effect, and the other senses have been heightened.

The rustling sound continued, gradually approaching in the darkness. It was the sound of gravel, gravel and debris being touched against the wall.

Click, click.

Tiny, but obvious.

On and on, getting closer.

Horst could feel that the warm and moist breathing in his hands became more rapid, and the muscles in the body in his arms were tense. However, the two of them did not dare to move or make a sound.

Because of the faint sound, it was already nearby.

The two of them could even hear the friction sound of the mine cart being pushed.

Creak~~

Boom~~

The two mine carts rubbed against each other, making a heartbreaking sound of metal scraping, followed by a loud noise, and the sound of the mine cart overturning lingered for a long time.

The rustling sound circled the derailed mine car a few times, and then left the mine car.

The muscles in Jessica's arm moved, but she immediately felt the arm hugging her become stronger, stopping her movement.

Then, she felt the other hand touching her face gently three times, and then moved the hand away from her face at an extremely slow speed.

What's the meaning?

Before Jessica had time to think about it, she heard a rustling sound and an obvious change of direction, turning this way.

How could such a weak sound be heard? Jessica felt her heart tightening, but at this moment, she felt something touching her arm.

Horst's other hand.

His fingers tapped her arm three times, just like they had touched her face just now.

Jessica seemed to understand something, and then she felt the touch of her fingertips again.

The movements were slow, slight, and the frequency was much slower than before.

Once, twice.

The rustling sound was already approaching, and Jessica felt an indescribable strange smell wafting into her nose.

Closer, closer

The fingertips touched for the third time.

Then Horst suddenly let go of Jessica in his arms, and with a whistling wind, he rushed towards the wall.

The rustling sound also intensified instantly. He changed direction on the spot and rushed towards the wind.

Just when Jessica's heart was hanging high, she found that someone suddenly took away the lighter she had just taken out.

Um? who is it? Horst?

"Bang", something hit the wall, making a dull impact. It should be some kind of hard object.

Then there was a stronger muffled sound, and something hit the same position hard.

At the same time as the second impact occurred, a ray of light suddenly lit up under the muffled sound.

The lighter was lit.

Horst was still beside Jessica and just threw the stick out.

Before the collision in the darkness ended, Horst held up the lighter, pointed at Jessica's folding fan, then pulled out Serena and rushed diagonally forward.

Halfway through the rush, he raised his hand and fired a shot into the darkness, in the direction where he threw the cane.

Without even looking at the shooting effect, Horst rushed to the overturned mine cart as quickly as possible. His whole body's potential exploded. He lifted up a corner of the mine cart with one hand and got in, buckling himself into the mine cart. , in the end only one hand holding a lighter remained outside the car, illuminating the surroundings of the mine car.

"boom."

As soon as he got into the minecart, there was a violent vibration outside.

Horst felt like a mouse being stuck in a clock. His ears were filled with buzzing sounds, and his eyes were so shocked that stars were popping up in his eyes. The heavy mine cart was hit and moved far away until it hit him. It stopped after another minecart.

Before the tremor of the impact was over, the shotgun outside the minecart went off.

One shot, two shots.

Something heavy hit the minecart, squeezing it against the rocky ground and making a crunching scream.

Several footsteps approached quickly, followed by two more shots.

The unknown object seemed to be struggling violently, and its body kept hitting the mine cart, twisting and deforming the mine cart. Fortunately, the mine cart was strong enough and had several large dents, but it did not disintegrate.

Bang bang, two more shots, but this time there was no movement at all, so two small hands stretched out from the edge, and raised the mine cart with a creak.

It was higher than what Horst had just lifted with all his strength.

Horst rolled out and lay on the cold rock. Looking at the darkness above his head, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"You are taking too many risks, Mr. Horst." He tilted his head and saw Miss Berndt standing next to him, looking down at him condescendingly, and then stretched out his hand, "What if you can't pass quickly?" It, or in case I fail to grasp your meaning, you are in danger.”

Horst held Jessica's hand and climbed up, and saw the attacker not far away at a glance.

It was a black mist that was slowly dissipating.

It looks like a huge python, but the head is not a snake's head, only a huge mouth. The mouth is round, with hundreds of teeth arranged in a spiral shape and one extending toward the body.

The diameter of the 'python' is thicker than an adult male's waist, and its entire body seems to be composed of black mist. It will even slowly escape into the air, but this 'mist' is quite solid before dissipating, and it looks almost solid when kicked up. touch.

"This is called a crypt worm. It is also a mysterious alien species from the fantasy world. It only exists in dark underground caves. It is very aggressive to living creatures and is a very dangerous alien species." Jessica relit the lantern. , explained, "Like the Invisible Sons, they generally do not appear in the real world. They can only penetrate into the real world when they are attracted by the mystery. So..."

"Is there something here that attracts it too?"

"Yes, and the underground worm has far higher requirements for mystery than last night's invisible son. If it can be attracted to the world, its mystery may not be comparable to last night's magic circle. Oh no, if Ige appears here , mother and the others..."

"Don't worry, Miss Jessica. It's not as pessimistic as you think. The mine cars just stopped on the track, which means they should have stopped on their own." Horst picked up his cane and poked the ground. The body of the worm, "Looking at its attack method, it should be mainly hitting and gnawing. If something happened to them, there would definitely be a smell of blood around them. So this Ig was probably attracted after they left." ,"

"Bless Fiona, it's exactly what you said." Jessica looked up at the sky and drew a emblem on her chest with her fingers. "We must catch up and stop them as soon as possible, no matter what they plan to do."

Horst nodded, turned on the lantern as brightly as possible, and looked around. He was already at the end of the tunnel, surrounded by solid rock walls.

The space was not large, so Horst walked around with the lantern in his hand before he found a gap behind a protruding rock that could allow people to pass through.

"Don't you know where this road will lead? Miss Jessica."

"I don't know. When I was a kid, I only played at the old house. I never got on a mine cart. As for where this leads to, my father never mentioned it to me in detail."

"It doesn't matter. I can probably guess where this leads to. It should be under the villa. Before you said that the distance between the two sides was only a few kilometers, I felt strange. Why would you build a villa at such a short distance? It seems to be just to cover up. This escape route. And this can also explain a lot of problems."

Horst held up a lantern and shined it into the gap for a while. It was dark inside, and a cold wind blew out. Looking back at Jessica, she followed closely behind him, holding the shotgun tightly with both hands, giving Horst the illusion that he would be shot in the head. But he didn't avoid it, he just nodded towards Jessica and squeezed Serena into the gap.

I'll start with a chapter of 2,000 words and take it easy, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to type it out every day, and changing the rhythm and style will be too painful.