Chapter 230 30 Cave

"Merlin Beard." Chloe moaned, unable to speak.

Anker, as always, ignored anyone and ran away.

The other three followed closely behind, none of them dared to take their lives as a joke. At this moment the street has been engulfed in fog, and it is almost impossible to see anything. The man who turned into a centipede chased after Hoffa in an extremely strange posture.

"Where should we go!?" Chloe asked anxiously.

"How do I know where to go?" Hoffa was going crazy, and he pointed at Aldo while running wildly: "Ask him! These are the projections of his subconscious mind!"

"Hey, cheer up!" Chloe encouraged Aldo.

Aldo breathed heavily and tried to look behind him.

Chloe pressed his head firmly, not letting him look back: "Quick, think quickly, where is the safest place for you!?"

Chloe's words seemed to have a strong calming effect, and Aldo's mood stabilized again, and the thick fog dissipated a lot in an instant.

This time, a 40 to 50-meter-high hilly hill appeared in the fog. In the middle of the hill was an old and abandoned pothole. The pothole was covered with railroad tracks. It was probably a mine that used to produce coal mines.

Without further reminders, the four of them rushed into the mine pit back and forth.

As soon as he entered, the huge half-human, half-worm monster behind him slammed into the pothole heavily. The whole mountain wobbled, and the gravel fell straight down.

There were a lot of wood and stones piled up in the cave, and Hoffa didn't dare to hesitate, and directly broke the wooden beams used as support at the entrance of the mine. Losing support, more gravel fell under the violent impact, and it was not until the narrow hole was completely sealed that it could barely recover its stability.

There was no light in the cave, and he stepped back panting, stepping on someone's leg, and fell to the ground with a plop. I was so tired that I couldn't move, and I couldn't get up at all.

"hiss!!"

The monster outside the cave let out a frightening insect cry, and countless legs pierced in from every corner of the stone wall, like extremely sharp metal javelins.

An absolute nightmare.

"Hush! Shh! Shh is over, it's all in the past, it's all non-existent."

Chloe pressed Aldo's shoulder and spoke very fast in Aldo's ear. Finally, after his emotions gradually stabilized, the monster's voice outside the cave subsided, and those stomachs and legs were slowly pulled out.

Chloe stopped comforting each other. She leaned her head against the wall, unable to speak a word from the exhaustion, and the other three were not much better. Anker was panting heavily, counting his fastest runners just now, Aldo was still a little short of breath due to excessive fright, Hoffa seized all the time to meditate, and tried everything possible to recover his magic power.

After an unknown amount of time, a gleam of fire lit up in the dark cave.

It was Anker who lit a fire.

Hoffa found himself leaning against Aldo's lap and moved away in disgust.

There were many old and decayed wooden boxes in the cave, and Anker groped to collect some, and a pile of flames lit up among the four of them.

The fire illuminated the cave, and there was actually a huge shadow entrenched in the cave. When several people saw the shadow, their hearts skipped a beat.

However, the shadow remained motionless. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a rusty steam locomotive, more than ten meters long, probably part of Aldo's childhood memories.

False alarm.

Several people wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads almost simultaneously.

Hoffa: "Aldo, is this cave safe? If the monster breaks in again, the cave is so narrow, we have nowhere to hide."

"It's absolutely safe here." Aldo's voice was as soft as a mosquito's. "When I was a child, all my treasures would be hidden in this cave. When I was in a bad mood, I would often come to this cave to sit for a while."

"Cut," Anker snorted coldly, "Don't say that you have nothing to gain. Seeing that you are also highly valued by the high-level in the association, I didn't expect that the real you are so unbearable, and you can't even withstand the ravages of this little demon .”

Aldo didn't refute, just sat in the corner and didn't speak.

"When you go back this time, don't blame me for reporting this matter in writing. Your condition is too unstable. I really don't know how you passed the assessment back then."

Anker whined, and Hoffa stopped him.

"Okay, don't talk about it, and if he is emotionally unstable, the monster will become stronger again."

Anker was full of opinions, but he was also quite afraid of the monster in the nightmare, so he abruptly chose to shut up.

The four stopped talking, they sat in a circle around the fire, and some kind of pessimism began to spread among them.

Under the blessing of the darkness, the brain seems to have the wings of fantasy, and it can't stop sketching the things that may appear in the darkness.

Hoffa thumped his head. He couldn't help but think of other people, of playing cowboys and Indians with two friends on the Hogwarts lawn in his first year. My two friends would hide, peek out, then sneak to another tree and hide again.

Hoffa would then be able to see their skirts or robes swaying in the dappled light of the forest, and then he would "fire" at them with his wand. But even if they hit them. They also don't want to get their clothes dirty, and they always refuse to lie on the grass and play dead.

As for Hoffa, he dies brutally and realistically every time. In his opinion, the purpose of the game is that his two friends want to see him die in various ways, and then watch him roll on the ground and get dirty.

Reflecting on the past, Hoffa couldn't help thinking that he hadn't sent a single letter to his friends or mentors since he'd come across the ocean from England. All his actions are secret to them.

Therefore, he did not receive any letters or postcards from Miranda, Dumbledore, or Osilvia. It's nothing like the future Harry's adventures fifty years from now. Perhaps when he is adventuring, his owl will travel around the world with letters in his mouth, keeping him in constant contact with the outside world.

If he writes a distress text saying he wants chocolate cake, it should arrive in a few weeks.

Hoffa thought that if he died in this darkness, no one would know. Maybe for those friends, he was already dead when he decided to lose contact. Maybe what Chloe said was right, the double death had already befallen him, he was decayed and fallen.

"Hoffa, how on earth are we going to get out of here?"

Chloe's question interrupted his fantasy, he raised his head and found that the two German wizards were also looking at him with piercing eyes. No one wants to stay in this horrible place anymore, they hope they can give some important information.

He sighed, shook his head and said: "There is too little information that can be observed, and it is not enough to understand the essence of this nightmare."

After a moment of silence, Anker stood up, "Enough, this dark place is really annoying, just sit down and wait for death, I think it's better to take the initiative."

"Without magic, what do you use to attack?"

Hoffa sneered, "Even if the monster outside has magic, it might not be able to beat it."

"What if Aldo loses consciousness?"

Anker said, Aldo was taken aback, looking pale at his companion with a cold expression.

Afterwards, Anker suddenly pulled out a wooden stick from behind his buttocks, and hit Aldo's head heavily.

Boom! !

With a muffled sound, Aldo fell to the ground.

A big bag swelled up on his head at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Chloe gasped and shrank back. Hoffa immediately stood up, picked up a torch from the fire, and stood in front of Chloe.

Anker threw away the wooden stick in his hand, spread his hands, and smiled. With his hands behind his back, he turned around the fire.

"I noticed when the nun sang just now. The more stable Aldo's mood is, the weaker the monster is. Is that understandable? If Aldo loses his mood, the monster will disappear."

Hoffa couldn't say a word, and he thought it was a possibility. But just because of this kind of conjecture, he beat his companion to death with a stick, this guy is too ruthless.

"Make a deal, Bach."

"What deal?"

"I'm here to collect observation information, and you come to find a way to get us out of here. As a reward, I can let you and Miss Flamel leave after we get out. How about it?"

"Aren't you afraid that the people above you will blame you?"

"To tell you the truth, I don't care. Muller Mans is just a Muggle who can only draw cakes. It is only an arrangement of the Imperial Wizards Association for me to work under him. Even if I can't complete his task, he can't put me how."

Hoffa looked at Aldo who fell unconscious on the ground, and said slowly: "But if I know that I will be betrayed and still make a deal, then I am too stupid."

"Don't be so quick to draw conclusions, my dear Mr. Bach. This is just a part of observation. If the monster outside disappears, it means that the nightmare is over. You will surely make a profit, if not."

"if there is not."

Hoffa cut him off.

"If not, we just need to continue the experiment." Anker smiled: "Until we find a way to leave the dream."

Chloe whispered: "Don't promise him, Hoffa." She walked to Aldo and pressed his neck artery: "He just wants to use you."

"It's just mutual use." Anker said confidently: "It seems that Miss Flamel doesn't understand the world of men at all."

"What you said makes sense. I can't find a reason to refuse."

Hoffa nodded, walked over to the blocked hole, and put his ear on it. Anker glanced at the angry Chloe, showing a mocking and mocking smile.

After listening for a while, Hoffa turned his head: "There is no sound, your approach seems to have some effect."

"Great, is the nightmare really over?" Anker excitedly picked up the torch and came near the entrance of the cave, and put his ears on it.

There was not a single sound outside, and the silence was like a vacuum in the universe.

"effective."

Anker said: But listening is useless, we have to take a look to make sure that the monster really disappeared. "

"You're right, damn right."

Hoffa said calmly, and he stepped aside: "Then you come and make a way for us."

"You're really mean." Anker complained with a faint smile, reaching out to move away the rubble that had been knocked down by the monster before.

However, when he stretched out his hand to touch it, his expression changed. Because at some point, the obstacle made up of falling gravel disappeared. In its place is a smooth and unbroken stone wall.

He couldn't believe it, and touched it carefully again.

Undoubtedly, this stone wall is so complete that even the most sophisticated instruments can't find a single gap, as if it has been so complete since the birth of heaven and earth.

"What's going on here?" Under the light of the torch, Anker looked confused and frightened.

Hoffa looked at him with a half-smile: "As you can see, we are completely trapped in the cave."