"I remember it!" No. 4's gaze was as real as it was, gouging the crowd, so that a dozen of dying believers received his murderous intent, and they all stood up and sat up one after another.

The monk even felt his unfriendly gaze, suddenly a flash of light in his mind, and finally remembered something.

"The Forest of the Dark River!" The monk was so excited that he was so excited that he even stretched out his hand to grab Edward's arm.

"This is the forest of the dark river!"

"Nonsense!" No. 4 had no virtue of respecting the old and loving the young, and unceremoniously interrupted the monk's words: "We all know where this is."

The inability to open the map means that everyone has lost their way. For the tester, it is naturally a very unfavorable thing, so the mood on the 4th is very bad at this time.

After the monk reminded me like this, the saints quickly remembered one thing:

"underground river!"

"Yes." It may have been thinking of an important clue. The monk didn't care about the tone of No. 4, but explained:

"There is a dark river here!" It is precisely because of this mysterious river underground that the Dark River Forest gets its name.

Without waiting for number four to speak, he went on to say:

"According to legend, there is a river in the forest of the dark river, connecting the abyssal territory." This is the news that has been circulating in the world since the dark era of the mainland's evil dragon rule.

Hundreds of years ago, the adventurer who was the first to enter the Dark River Forest and escaped alive from the maze announced to the world that he had discovered a drainage area in the Dark River Forest.

Since then, many adventurers who have followed the legend and wanted to find the dragon egg in the Dark River Forest have also confirmed that the Dark River has been discovered in this underground world.

"The Vatican staff who established the magic circle at the time of the Holy See also said that they saw the dark river, which was recorded in the historical events of the Holy See."

Edward also followed, confirming the old friend's statement: "It's just that we can connect to the Abyssal Territory or not."

The saints, elves and others also nodded one after another:

"There is indeed a record about the dark river in the history of the gods."

However, because the Dark River Forest is located underground, the magic power of this place is limited. Therefore, most of the records of the Dark River Forest in the God's Court are based on legends and theories passed down by adventurers, as well as the words of the Holy See.

The magic power of this place is limited. It is impossible to make a magic map, and there are no many personal certificates. At the same time, it is extremely difficult to check and it is not guaranteed to be true.

In general, the existence of the Dark River is just a legend. Although it is recorded, there is no real evidence.

It's just that when everyone is desperate, what the cultivator said will inevitably make all those who are already desperate a little hopeful.

"If the legend is true, we can reach the Abyssal Territory as long as we walk along the dark river." The train driver who had survived was a little excited, and the monk nodded, confirming his guess.

Everyone was a little excited, but the monk who first proposed the existence of the ‘dark river’ was a bit hesitant at this time:

"But this is just a legend..."

He brought hope to everyone and mobilized everyone's morale.

It can be seen that everyone is putting hope on this dark river, and he can't help but feel a little nervous, afraid that the final result will be unsatisfactory.

"Don't worry." Song Qingxiao said at this moment.

Her eyes were bright, and her tone was soft but firm.

Even after experiencing the accident in Org Village and the direction of the magic teleportation array had deviated, she had acted unhurriedly and never showed a panic or angry appearance.

As if all the troubles were not worth mentioning in her eyes, the messy situation fell into her hands and seemed to be solved.

At this moment, she was standing there with a calm attitude. I don’t know why. After she said this, the monks felt uneasy and worried that everyone would raise their hopes and eventually frustrated and other emotions. Hearing this simple sentence from her After the words, it was instantly smoothed.

The monk felt both moved and a little ashamed for a while.

"I..." He moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just lowered his head.

"At present, there are two options feasible." Song Qingxiao reached out and compared the number of '2':

"Look for a way to get out of here first, and see if you can find the existence of the dark river along the way, and follow which direction you find first."

Her tone is soft, but with strong self-confidence. Since entering the misty forest, her performance has been unconsciously subdued, and she doesn't dare to doubt what she said.

As soon as Song Qingxiao's voice fell, the matter could be regarded as a final conclusion.

If you can leave the Dark River Forest, free from the shackles of limited magic power, the magic map can be used again, and the location of everyone can naturally be confirmed again.

And if you find the dark river that connects the abyssal territory in the legend before finding the way to leave this place, you are naturally not afraid of not finding the abyssal territory.

As for the saying that the saints are worried about the "dark river connecting the abyssal realm", Song Qingxiao didn't care at all.

According to her experience in participating in the trial mission, the legends in the trial scene have a certain basis in all likelihood.

Therefore, even if the claim that the underground river is connected to the abyssal territory has not been confirmed, it should be true. The most urgent matter is to find the underground river.

Although the spiritual consciousness of her and No. 4 was also affected by this place and was suppressed a bit, in general, there was no problem in avoiding the crisis to find a way out.

Everyone talked about the conversation, and took a rest for a while, all of which slowed down a lot.

In addition, everyone was still very worried that the blue demon lizard group would catch up again, so they didn't dare to stay any longer, and stood up again, ready to move forward again.

Song Qing took the lead, and the saint lost his power in the Dark River Forest, but was surrounded by believers. The number four walked at the end and was responsible for guarding. A group of people plunged into the cave entrance not far in front.

After entering the grotto, the darkness inside is stronger than the outside.

The inside of the grotto seems to be entwined with a lifeless breath that lasts all year round, mixed with the faint smell of mold and rot, which makes people feel depressed and depressed.

The arrival of the crowd broke the calm here, the solidified air was activated, and everyone walked and breathed as if echoing through the ring-shaped grottoes.

'call--'

‘Boom, boom boom. ’

‘Tap, tack. ’

The sound of breathing, heartbeat, and footsteps merged together, as if coming from all directions.

In an environment where the five fingers can't be seen, everyone walking in the dark always feels that there are people around them walking towards them, or walking side by side.

The more you can't see clearly, the richer imagination is more likely to bring fear to people.

It's just that everyone has no interest in talking, the endless darkness, and the grottoes that can never see the end, are all wasting people's willpower.

With the passage of time, many believers who have suffered mentally have begun to have hallucinations.

The front seemed to never end, Song Qingxiao, who led the way, made no sound, as if he had abandoned everyone.

For such a long time, everyone has moved forward mechanically, and I don't know how long it has passed or how far it has gone.

Those footsteps and gasping sounds followed like shadows, like ghosts that lingered, closely following everyone, forming a huge torture, attacking everyone's tight minds.

"Are we unable to get out?"

I don't know how long it took, and finally someone couldn't bear the panic in his heart and broke the silence.

There is no light in the grotto, no blessings from the saints, and heavy psychological pressure, making the six saints and believers extremely tired.

Everyone's breathing is like a broken bellows, making the sound of "wheezing, whirring".

At this time, rumors about the Dark River no Mori came to everyone's mind.

"According to the legend, people who enter the Dark River Forest will never be able to go out again."

"We will die here—"

"This is called the underground cemetery of the foggy forest—"

Even after experiencing the attacks of the Black Flame Snake, the Skeletal Dragon, and the Ogg Village incident, the will of the believers has not been destroyed.

But walking in the darkness at this time, and not even encountering the attacks of dark creatures and monsters, just relying on imagination and rumors, it is easy to collapse the psychological defense of these believers.

At this moment, the monk was so exhausted and panting as a cow. It was only with willpower and occasional support from the swordsman that he could go to this day.

After hearing the apprehensive words of the believers, he has already noticed something wrong.

Maybe it is because the magic power has been suppressed, and the saint can't display blessings to relieve everyone's physical and psychological exhaustion.

The darkness seems to have no end, making it impossible to see the light, so the believers’ original firm beliefs began to crack——

For the six saints of the ‘light’ faction, this is really not pleasant news.

Their strength has dropped again and again, and now only the faith of believers can increase some of their strength.

If the beliefs of believers change, the blow to them will undoubtedly be huge.

"Song--" Amidst horror, the monk subconsciously called Song Qingxiao's name.

This old man was also affected by the dark environment. It seemed that the bottom of the grotto would never end, and the old monk also gave birth to a pessimistic feeling that he might never be able to go out again.

He even had a faint thought that there might not be any dark rivers under the ground, this place is full of stone forests, and occasionally everyone can smell an old and decadent air.

It seems that the smell of a corpse that has accumulated for a long time after the decay is lingering because of the dull environment, forming a kind of death breath.

The long and endless road, terrible rumors, and the ubiquitous dark and dead spirits turned into despair and hung over everyone's heart.

After realizing the problem, the monk shouted again: "Song."

His voice was hoarse, like a dry throat caused by a lot of water shortage.

The monk yelled Song Qing twice, his voice was very loud, suppressing the uneasy conversation of the believers.

"Song——Song——Song——"

His echoes came from all around the grotto, which seemed gloomy and weird.

"Yeah." After a while, Song Qing's small voice came from the front.

Compared with the restless people, her tone has not changed, as if she has not been affected by the depressive environment.

The darkness cannot cause trouble to her, as if she had walked alone in the darkness, and had already suffered more cruel tempers, with an unusually firm mind.

Her calm attitude at the moment is great to comfort the monks and others.

At the moment when she heard her response, the monk was greatly relieved, and then he reached out to touch his collar.

A small badge was pinned to his collar and his hands were cold. After the monk stubbornly held it, his fingertips were sore by the corner of the badge, and he realized that his strength was too strong.

The badge comes from the gods, was cast by two great sages, and was issued to him by the ‘Japanese’ sage himself.

Over the years, in addition to the special power on the badge, it has long become a symbol of monks' faith.

Whether it's dangerous, joyful or anxious, he will hold onto this badge, take it as his belief, and accompany himself through it.

But under the forest of the dark river, at the moment when he discovered the problem, he didn't grab the badge as before, but instinctively called Song Qingxiao's name first.

It wasn't until she responded to her that the monk stretched out his hand and held his badge as usual.

The firm belief in the past seemed to be his second choice at this time.

Compared to darkness, this is more serious.

His belief is no longer as firm as before. Under the torment of the dark power, his psychology has begun to shift, which is an extremely dangerous signal.

But the most terrifying thing is that the monk did not realize this at this time.

After receiving Song Qingxiao's response, the monk showed a smile on his face and asked:

"How long has it been since we entered the grotto~lightnovelpub.net~?"

He is eager to get some answers, not only to calm the anxiety that is gradually growing in his heart, but also to use Song Qing's mouth to calm the believers who are afraid and desperate.

She is powerful and very calm. Whether it is Org Village, the performance in front of the magic teleportation formation, or her breaking a path in the blue devil lizard group, leading everyone to escape, the group feels deeply dependent on her.

The dark underground grotto was dangerous and depressing, but for no reason, the monk felt that she was not affected.

She seemed to be able to solve all kinds of problems. She was obviously not very old and didn't know much about the situation in the mainland, but the monks had an inexplicable trust in her.

"It's been more than two hours."

Sure enough, he lived up to the monk's expectations. After he asked this, Song Qingxiao gave him an answer.

"Is it only two hours?" The elf's voice rang, "I thought I had been away for a long time."

There is no light in the forest of the dark river, no other sounds, walking through the grottoes in the dark, and for everyone, the passage of time seems particularly slow.

Everyone has a feeling of living like a year. They always feel that they have been away for several days and nights, but they didn't expect it to be more than two hours.

"In fact, since we entered the grotto, we only walked seven or eight miles." Song Qing simply stopped.

She already felt the morale of the team was low, and everyone's mental pressure increased physical fatigue.

Too many things happened this night. When they were besieged by the blue demon lizard group and fled for their lives, everyone had already expended a lot of energy. At this moment, after entering the grotto and moving forward in the dark, they felt extremely tired, and the speed was astonishingly slow.

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