Those cracks with green light, so thick and thin from the beginning, they quickly changed to a dozen centimeters wide.

The cracks that were originally filled with magma also quietly let them cover up, or, in other words, assimilated.

“With your knife . . . . pry away the rocky soil of the ground . . . . . from the cracks priand . . . . . . pried open . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

I said nothing more, gritted my teeth, and stuck the knife into those cracks.

I don't know if it's green light mapping, or for some other reason, when you touch those green materials, the knife's body of the knife also faintly revealed a green meaning.

It was as if spring had arrived, and everything was alive and full of life.

"Celebrating the spring breeze, the name of this knife is quite beautiful."She suddenly smiled, as if she was holding on to the pain in her body, and the smile on her face looked a little unnatural.

“At this time...what do you have to do with it...” I said tremblingly, “You hold your body firmly, don’t collapse at this time, you can live one more second for a second!”

Hearing this, she just laughed.

When you pry the ground, the rock and soil are actually much easier than I thought, because the ground is like a solidified layer, moving from the cracks to the outside, and the basic prying out is a piece of shell.

For a moment, the earth's remaining earth and gravel were almost pryed by me, and even the ground was no longer on the ground, but a layer of material similar to a dark green crystal.

If it had not been for her assurance that the crystal was stable, I would not have dared to pry the piece under my feet.

“Can you see it?”She whispered to me, raising her hand to the ground, "That's the source."

Through this translucent green crystal, I can clearly see that at a depth of about four or five meters from the ground, there is a water tank about the size of a water tank, and the deep red is like a sarcoma thing.

That thing looks very disgusting, the surface bulging grooves seem to have a certain regularity, looking like the human brain, but magnified many times.

On the surface of this sarcoma, there are many chopsticks thick, but the length is unknown.

The reason why the length of the tentacles is unknown is that almost all the places I can see are filled with this thing, and I have not pryed the surface of the other places, so I can't see what is below.

"These tentacles are the passages that transport its gas, almost all over the bottom of the forest, and you have to destroy it."When she said this, her expression became a little heavy: "You have to go down, there is a certain risk, so you have to pay attention."

“Will it attack me?”I tested and asked.

"That won't, but you must find your place when you destroy it."She looked at me very seriously, and said word by word: "In it, there should be a dent in it, that is its dead hole, and the only one that can destroy it, but don't attack there, use your knife, cut a mouth at the bottom of it..."

“This is the first step, and then attack its dead end, you know?”

"I understand."I nodded, “How am I going to go down now?”“Digging a hole?”

“No, I can open a door for you...” She said, gently covering the ground with her palms, muttering in her mouth and not knowing what to say, as if she were chanting a mantra.

With these movements of her, this layer of green crystal on the ground gradually lit up.

As if in response to her.

The brightness from soft to strong soon became glaring, and it began to flicker constantly.

In fact, I am also very curious about these green crystals, because they give me the touch of physical objects, but by feeling, they are more like a state of gas solidification.

I know this sounds a bit strange, but that’s how it feels to me.

It is indeed a real substance, all of which are entities, but they give the feeling of such a nihilistic feeling.

Soon, there were many cracks on the ground in front of me, and the cracks directly on this layer of green crystals were connected to each other and spreading constantly.

With a cracking sound of a clatter, a hole in the pit appeared slowly on the ground... No, to be precise, a hole was broken on the surface, and in the pothole, it was some transparent liquid.

“What’s the matter... it doesn’t look like water...”

I muttered, crouching down and duffling in these liquids with my hand.

The touch was similar to that of ordinary water, but the temperature was so low that I could not even tell whether it was too cold or for some other reason, and the fingers that touched the liquid quickly came with a strange tingling sensation.

"The old king's spirit is too strong, and it seems to be so powerful, and the utilization is not high, so a lot of breath will overflow and become such a liquid..." she whispered: "These things can kill people, but you have the power of the immortal king to protect themselves, they can't help you."

As soon as the voice fell, she once again told me not to attack the dead hole in the first time, but to draw a mouth at the bottom of the source.

If you do not create a superfluous outlet for it, the breath stored in it will explode in the moment it is dried up.

"You have a 60% chance of serious injury, and a 40% chance of being killed directly, so be careful!"

I had to say that scared me.

After receiving the inheritance of the immortal king, I dare say that my body is absolutely hard enough, and the resilience is not comparable to the body of the past.

She should know all this.

Knowing that it is so serious, it is very likely... the situation is so serious.

After several instructions, she put her heart down and let me jump into the water.

If the situation is not urgent, and there are no other suitable candidates, it is definitely killing me and I do not want to jump down.

These liquids are just looking ordinary, but in fact, the harm they can do to me is definitely not small.

The fingers that had touched them had already shown symptoms of corrosion, and the skin was slightly ulcerated, but it soon stopped and was repaired by the force of my body clam.

If I am not well prepared enough, I will jump and mess up, and I will die in these liquids.

The naked eye is unprotected, and this part is more fragile than elsewhere, and the resistance to corrosion is no more powerful than other parts of the body.

It may only take two or three seconds of effort, and those liquids can make me lose my visual ability, which is no joke.

So, before I jumped down, I almost did my best to start running the body clam.

Among my limbs and hundreds of bones, the clams of the body is constantly moving rapidly, flowing like blood.

Only in this way can we resist the corrosion of those liquids on my body.

"Be careful."She looked at me with some concern: "When you're in trouble, don't be able."

I um, although I no longer need to breathe in my physical state, but my habit as a "human" has not changed.

He took a few deep breaths and took a breath, and then jumped into the water.

In the moment of entering the water, I only have one feeling.

The pain.

From head to toe, almost every pore was screaming in pain.

The liquids were like living creatures, constantly biting in my flesh and corroding my flesh and blood.

But it is undeniable that in my state of running the body at full speed, they can not hurt my body, almost immediately after the injury was repaired.

I endured the pain, like swimming in the water, head down to the so-called "source" swimming past.

At this time, I found that it was more than four or five meters away from the water, and it should be about ten meters, and its volume was much larger than I had previously speculated, almost as large as a basketball court.

Not only that, but its overall outline is not a complete spherical shape, let alone the “brain shape” I guessed earlier.

Like a group of rubber mud that was knebled by a child at will, the shape is very strange, from the front, almost an irregular rectangle.

As I approached it slowly, I saw its surface quivering, and a crack in the length of chopsticks appeared.

No, those are eyes!