Quenched long order

Chapter 159 The Secret Plan
In the passage of the dry well.

Martha's hat fell to the ground, revealing curly beige hair. Her physical strength was exhausted, and the black clothes she chose to avoid attracting attention also turned dark red.

The off-white arms on the wall seem to never get tired.

She opened her gray-white arms, picked up her hat, took a deep breath, and rushed forward.

The resistance is getting bigger and bigger, but she has not been left behind. The passage is close to the end, but due to insufficient light, it is impossible to see clearly in advance.

Perhaps it was a premonition of danger. Before hitting the wall, Martha noticed something and slowed down in advance. In the end, when she hit the wall, only her left hand felt sore.

She took out another piece of light red lighting paper and rubbed it to light it up.

Darkness recedes as faint light emerges.

Martha put the knife away, and looked around with the light of the lighting paper. Behind her, the arms in the passage had settled down, and there was a downward step on the right side. There were still arms on both sides of the steps, but besides the arms, there were still There are thighs, but very sparse, far less dense than in the channel.

Seeing this scene, her heart sank, but now, she has no other way to go, moving forward is the only way out.

She walked down the steps, paying attention to the arms and thighs on both sides, trying not to touch these quiet limbs.

All the way to the bottom of the steps, everything was fine.

After reaching the bottom, she glanced ahead, and it was no different from the previous passage, the only difference was that there were more human legs on the wall.

The sight in front of her made Martha feel a little nauseated. She was very confused and felt that the discomfort in her body didn't just come from the limb passages in front of her. There seemed to be a force affecting her body.

However, there is now no place for her to rest.

go ahead.

Martha walked out. Now, she is becoming more and more proficient. Since the limbs in the limb passage are almost in a state of stillness, and she is careful enough, this time, she did not disturb these limbs.

All the way to the end of the passage, this time the road was much shorter, and an iron gate appeared in front of her eyes.

She grabbed the armrest of the iron door with both hands and pulled it back hard.

click.

There was a slight sound, and the iron door was pulled open a little.

She increased her strength and pulled the iron door completely open.

Behind the iron gate, there is another downward staircase, but there are no walls on both sides of this staircase.

Ahead, it was dark.

She stretched the lighting paper forward, and the faint light was like a fragile firefly in the dark, which might go out at any time.

With things at this point, she had no choice but to move on.

Martha walked down the stairs, and after a few steps, she stepped on the soft ground.

Not far away, an arm and thigh appeared on the ground, and she knew where she stepped on. This discovery made her almost vomit, but she was still under control.

She took a deep breath and walked forward.

There seems to be something ahead.

The faint light red light of the lighting paper has become her only reliance now.

After walking for a short distance, finally, a black wall appeared in front of her eyes. However, what surprised her was that there were no gaps in this black wall, as if it was natural.

She put her right hand on the black wall and touched it lightly, a hard and cold feeling came from her palm.

"What is this?"

She walked to the right, and at the same time, focused on the black wall, but was surprised to find that no matter how far she walked, the black wall did not have any gaps.

"how is this possible……"

Doubts arise in my heart.

She walked for a while, and the black wall finally reached the end, but it didn't seem to be the end of the entire underground space, just the end of the black wall. She walked a few more steps, and found that the black wall did not reach the end, but turned a corner , extending to the front.

"There are no gaps in the corners?"

Martha stood at the corner, frowning. At this moment, she realized that something was wrong. The black wall in front of her didn't seem to be a wall, but something else.

She took out another piece of lighting paper from the small bag, lit it up and held it up.

A little change has taken place above the black wall. It is no longer a flat wall, but is recessed, but it is far from reaching the top of the underground space. It is just that it is not clear due to the angle and light.

There was a faint guess in her heart, but she was not sure.

After walking forward for a while, she saw a staircase appearing in front of the black wall. The staircase was made of wood and was slightly crude, but it was enough for her to lead to the top of the black wall.

"Who put it here?"

The answer is self-evident.

Martha did not hesitate, stepped forward on the stairs, and walked up.

Standing on the top of the black wall, she looked at the concave place with a certain curvature in front of her, and found that her guess just now was very correct. The invisible part above was not because the black wall reached the top, but only because of the relationship between sight and light.

Now, she can finally be sure that the black wall under her feet and the black stone in front are all one thing, and may even be a whole.

At this moment, a heavy sound appeared in the underground space and continued to echo.

someone is coming……

Martha ran to the side, while looking at the concave black wall beside her, looking for any place to hide.

despair.

A soft sound.

Bright lights were lit above, and night turned into day in an instant.

Martha's right hand quickly covered her eyes, and she didn't take her hand away until her eyes got used to it.

She looked at the black wall under her, then turned to look at her side. Under the bright light, she found that even though the appearance had changed, there were still no gaps between the black walls. Then, she raised her head and saw The things almost suffocated her.

The black wall below is not a wall, but... the base of a statue. Now, she is standing on the base of a statue, and next to her is this huge statue. Because the distance is too close, she doesn't know how big the statue is. It is tall, but it must be a giant. Even if it is placed in Westwood Port, it is the most eye-catching building.

The sound of dense footsteps came.

Martha withdrew her thoughts and continued to search for a hiding place. It didn't take long before she found a depression where she could hide temporarily. If someone climbed onto the base of the statue, she would definitely be able to see her, but if she was standing below or not approaching , it is difficult to find her existence, because her clothes are also black.

Footsteps gradually approached.

"Boss, according to the information we just received, someone is sabotaging our plan. The 'footprints' previously arranged have all been cleared. According to the investigation information, the Medal of Honor Center and the garrison are only responsible for part of it. People cleared it." A male voice appeared in the underground space, his voice full of respect.

"It's okay, the plan is progressing steadily. The previous 'footprints' are just experiments and will not affect our plan." A female voice sounded, the voice was full of majesty, and it was obviously the leader.

"Leader, there is one more thing..." The male voice seemed hesitant.

"What's the matter?" The leader's tone seemed to be giving an order.

When Martha heard this, her heart tightened.

Did you find my traces?
She thought about what she had done when passing through the passage before, but if she didn't do that, she might not be able to pass through the passage. On the other hand, she felt that the way this group of people came was not the same as the one she took.

"Can it really be successful? Let Westwood Port be under the power of 'Nocata', let Westwood Port leave this world, leave this time and space, and from now on, it will not encounter any disasters. Tomorrow will always be better. "After speaking, the male voice trembled slightly, as if recalling painful experiences in the past.

Martha opened her eyes wide, and she covered her mouth to keep herself from making a sound.

Now, she finally understands what the Red Star Yuejin refers to, which is exactly what the man said just now.

Let the entire Westwood Port leave this time and space, and be under the power called "Nuo Cata".

idiot!

Martha cursed in her heart.

The power of others is ultimately the power of others. Only the power that you can control is the most reliable. For fear that disaster will happen at any time, putting Westwood Port under a stronger power is just an act of cowardly people.

"We will succeed." The leader's answer was simple and straightforward, without any doubt, "Once we succeed, the whole world will be saved. People living in the black domain will no longer have to worry about tomorrow. At that time, we can bring the whole world to the world." Heiyu, no, when the time comes, the whole world should be begging us to accept them."

Speaking of the latter, the leader's voice became louder and louder.

Martha's pupils shrank. She didn't expect that the other party's plan was not only Westwood Port, but even the whole world.

Wait... The Black Territory... I remember the teacher once mentioned that a statue of the King of the Black Territory was found in Westwood Port, and that people from the Black Territory Cult might reappear.

Could it be that the statue beside me is the statue of the King of the Black Territory?

Is it that big?

How could such a large statue be hidden in Westwood Harbor?
If it is... Then, these people are members of the Black Territory Sect?

Thinking of this, she clenched her hands tightly.

If the discoveries made so far are brought back to Ximu Port, she will not only be able to save the entire Ximu Port, but may even directly receive the Golden Medal of Honor.

At that time, she will be able to continue to improve her abilities through the resources brought by the Golden Medal of Honor.

"Leader, leader!"

Two anxious shouts came from nearby.

Martha immediately buried her head in the statue, reducing the possibility of her being found.

The footsteps went away and reached the other side.

"What are you arguing about!" the male voice scolded just now.

"It's not good, Rachel has passed out, and she can't wake up anyway, leader, you should go and have a look." The male voice who rushed over said hastily.

Then, the sound of dense footsteps came and quickly approached.

Martha heard footsteps approaching, and her heart almost reached her throat. If she was found now, if the fate was good, she might leave a whole body.

Calm down, Martha, calm down...

Pretend you're not here, but in your room.

Her breathing gradually calmed down.

Don't move, don't make a sound, they can't see you, do nothing and you'll be fine.

She kept hinting to herself in her heart.

Dengdengdeng.

Footsteps approached, coming to the nearest place.

At this moment, Martha felt as if time had stopped.

Dengdengdeng.

The footsteps went away.

But Martha still didn't dare to take a big breath, and she was slightly relieved until the sound of footsteps completely disappeared.

Now, a choice was before her, whether to go out, or continue to hide in place, wait for the light above to disappear, and then move slowly.

She thought about it carefully, considering that she could not leave the well, it would be more appropriate to continue hiding. Moreover, thinking back carefully now, she felt that something was wrong with the dry well. If the windlass stayed in place and there was no corresponding device at the bottom of the well, the previous One shouldn't be able to get down a well safely, even if one could leave the other way, which doesn't make sense.

Not long after, the light above went out, and the underground space was once again shrouded in darkness.

Martha took a deep breath, waited for a while, and then left the hiding place and walked towards the stairs. However, not long after she left the hiding place, she saw a warm yellow light coming from the front. At the same time, the clothes underneath The cultist in the black cloak saw her too.

"Who!" came a shout.

Why is luck so bad!
Martha immediately ran back, at least, to delay a little time.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed in front of her eyes.

Suddenly, she found herself back in her hiding place.

what happened?Why am I still hiding here?You have to run quickly!
She was about to come out from the hiding place, but found that the surrounding was very quiet, and there were no hurried footsteps.

I've obviously been discovered, why didn't you chase me?

From below, footsteps could be heard, but they were very steady and not urgent.

Martha froze for a moment, what happened just now came to mind.

Was everything just my imagination?No, not fantasy, but precognition?Why do I have the ability to predict?Temperator... It's impossible, it's completely different. If it's astrology, at my level, it's impossible to achieve this level. Or should I say... everything that just happened is really happening, but... Turn back time?
Thinking of this, Martha couldn't help but lick her tongue. She felt that the latter point might be the truth. Although she didn't know the reason, time did go back. She was still hiding in a safe place and did not notice it.

When the footsteps below disappeared, she was about to leave the hiding place, when she saw a vague blue figure appearing in front of her.

"...I... am... Rachel..."

A shriveled voice came from the blue figure.

Rachel?

Isn't he the one who just said he fainted?

Martha recalled the conversation she had just heard.

"...Go back...I...help...you..."

"……help me……"

Hearing this, he immediately reacted.

Asked in surprise: "Are you helping me?"

Her voice was soft.

"Wait, you were the one who brought me here?"

She thought of falling into the well.

"...Yes..." Rachel's voice became vague and intermittent, and then the blue figure began to flicker.

"I see." As soon as Martha's voice fell, the blue voice disappeared without a trace.

She already knew the reason for everything that happened tonight.

Why did I fall into the well? Even, the previous stalking was probably the person named Rachel's cry for help.

She left the hiding place, left the base of the statue through the stairs, and then walked in the direction she had come, leaving her with little time.

"If I'm not mistaken, Rachel passed out... She was also helping me lure these people away..."

Having said that, her eyes became more determined.

(End of this chapter)