As the world around them gradually became transparent, and even the floating city above them could no longer be seen, everyone's hearts suddenly became a lot heavier.

But this made them more determined to come down.

This time we are just exploring the path, and we are not sure what dangers we will encounter. Especially in the current environment, facing a completely unfamiliar environment, weapons are a better way to deal with it.

The worst case scenario is to abandon the body of the weapon, send the soul back to the Temple of the Lord of Light, and then regain control of the weapon.

All of this is based on the outrageous methods of the Light Lord Temple.

As the world turned yellow, Matt finally stopped. He raised his hand to alert the five followers who were following him, and then he stepped closer to a position a few steps in front of him.

Right here, just now, he felt a faint breath.

He stretched out his hand to grab the remaining breath, put it in front of his nose and smelled it. Matt's face looked a little solemn.

"There's something wrong with this thing. Please be careful around you."

Following Matt's instructions, the five believers stood together and were cautiously on guard.

There is no place to stay here, and the direction can no longer be seen clearly. It is as if you are inside a goose-yellow ball. The concept of space has been lost. The traces left by someone are very strange.

And in the fairy world, there is no record related to this place, which is also very suspicious.

After Matt distinguished this breath, he let out a soft sigh.

"Weird, this smell doesn't feel right."

Although it was the smell left by people passing by this place, the smell that Matt sensed was clearly mixed with a few different smells, including a faint smell of corpses.

Matt thought for a while, and first reported this discovery to the Light Lord Temple, and then wanted to continue exploring.

But when he looked around, Matt's heart suddenly felt cold.

Because behind him, the bodies of several believers were arranged in various directions. They were not in any danger, but they had just lost their direction.

In other words, they have lost their way in a world where there is no way to identify their direction.

Coming down from the fairy world, I don't know how far it is. If there is even a slight error in the path chosen now, after such a long distance, it will be an astronomical figure.

The plan to return the same way was completely defeated.

But Matt was not in a hurry. He calmly ordered a few believers to link the chains in the weapon together to ensure that no one would get lost. Then Matt led them further down.

It seems that he is moving downwards, but in an environment where the weight cannot be felt, it is obvious that Matt does not know whether he is moving downwards.

He had made the least movements before, and he still remembered every turn he made. He vaguely found the direction below, all the way down.

I don’t know how long this journey passed. After a journey that was long enough to make people drowsy and fell asleep one step after another, Matt finally saw the ground.

It was a dark yellow land without any vegetation decoration, only a piece of yellow sand flying.

The slender and sharp peaks point upward, like thousands of flying swords about to leave the body.

But they fell into silence here, without any movement or sound.

Matt landed on the ground with the five people, and the hot gravel under his feet suddenly made a sizzling sound, burning the soles of the remaining five people's weapons red.

"Can you bear it?"

Matt looked at the five people around him and saw that the soles of their feet were completely red. Under such high temperature, the weapons could no longer withstand it.

Several people reported their situation one after another. The weapon could still hold up, but it would be a complete delusion to go underground.

"Okay, let's explore the ground today. I still don't believe it. How many weird things are there."

"I didn't expect that this shabby place in the fairy world actually has ground. Maybe we will be the first people to discover this place besides the Supreme Court."

"How about we go back to the Supreme Court of Nausea and name this place?"

Matt talked about light topics as much as possible to relieve the fatigue and embarrassment from the journey. He grabbed a stone from the ground, placed it on the ground, popped out a sharp knife from his finger, and carved two words on it.

"Chi Meng."

After doing this, Matt smiled, showed the stone to several people, chose the highest "Sword Mountain" nearby, and threw it on it.

Matt's move made the remaining five people feel a lot more relaxed.

A lively teammate can always relieve tense atmosphere in various circumstances.

Just after Matt encouraged a few people again, his face suddenly froze and he turned around suddenly, only to see a man standing barefoot on the "Sword Mountain".

A torn black robe was flapping in the hot wind. Under the hood, there was a pair of extremely dark eyes, staring at the six uninvited guests.

Matt had never thought that there were still people existing in such a place.

Especially his behavior of standing barefoot on the sword mountain made Matt very wary.

The scorching heat on the ground is enough to burn the soles of the weapon's feet red. Even if the temperature on the Sword Mountain is slightly lower, it is not something that an ordinary body can withstand.

And this person not only resisted, but also didn't seem to use any means.

Matt cleared his throat and then shouted to the person above him.

"Brothers over there, we are lost people who came down from above. I wonder if we can help lead the way."

Matt's voice wandered among the mountains of swords, and echoes spread far and wide.

The other party didn't respond, just looked at him as if he were looking at a dead body.

Matt did not continue the stalemate and sent a message to the five believers to retreat back. It would be best to see what mysteries are on the sword mountain.

This place has been weird from the beginning, especially these sword mountains, which are too thin and cannot be naturally formed. The moment the response floated, Matt knew that these sword mountains were by no means decorations, but prisons.

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A prison that could lead to a siege at any time.

Matt himself was fine, he raised his head and looked at the man.

"Brother, don't be like this. Let's just say it. We are the only ones here. Don't you think it's too scary?"

The man seemed to be touched, and finally moved, click! Like a machine, the man's body suddenly leaned forward, with one foot on the sword mountain and his arms on his legs.

All these actions were completed in an instant, and then stopped strangely.

Matt took a step back, and a sharp dagger suddenly popped out of his palm and passed over his opponent's neck.
Chapter completed!