233 Chapter 33, Giant's Mouth

"Where's Anker? Where did he go?"

Hoffa heard someone asking himself, he stopped meditating, it turned out that Aldo woke up, and was looking around by the fire at the moment.

"Look for him as soon as you wake up." Hoffa sneered: "Is it safer to be with him than with us?"

Aldo: "That's who he is, there's no way."

"Your tone is like a wife who has been abused by her husband and wants to protect him afterwards." Hoffa was even more sarcastic. He glanced at Chloe, thinking she would laugh. But she didn't, and just looked at the two of them coldly, pointing to the extra cave on the ground, "No, your friend has gone in, if you want to find him, please feel free."

Aldo lay down at the entrance of the cave and looked inside for a long time. "Is this also my fantasy? Why don't I remember seeing such a thing before?"

Staring at the dark tunnel for a long time, Aldo didn't intend to go in. He straightened up, took out some beans from his arms, and roasted them. He didn't know where he made those foods. It might be marching rations, or it might be He conjured it out of thin air.

Only then did Hoffa remember that he hadn't eaten or drank water for several days. But the strange thing is that he didn't feel hungry or thirsty at all.

The beans are roasted, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance. Aldo turned around holding the beans and came to Chloe's side.

Seeing him coming, Chloe hugged her knees.

Aldo didn’t do anything, but bowed his head in front of her: “When I was in that room, I really didn’t expect you to help me.”

His tone was sincere and apologetic.

Chloe shook her head, neither speaking nor looking at him.

Aldo sighed, knelt down on one knee, and offered the beans in his hand, "I'm sorry about what happened before, Miss Flamel."

Did this guy actually find out with his conscience! ? Hoffa was secretly surprised, no matter how he looked at Aldo's expression, it didn't look like he was lying.

Snapped!

The baked beans were suddenly scattered by Chloe, and a few of them rolled to Hoffa's feet, and he secretly picked one up and threw it into his mouth. There is no taste at all, as if the sense of taste has been lost.

"Helping you is just a request of the gods to my life." Chloe said disgustedly, "but from a personal point of view, I will never forgive your deeds and the evil deeds you committed against the Terra Monastery."

Her voice was as cold as the cold wind, and Aldo felt ashamed, and sat back by the fire in desperation.

Hoffa, who was chewing beans, raised his eyebrows, even when Chloe was the most angry, he never used such a disgusting and cold tone. This made him curious. Before the nun knew him, there seemed to be some unbearable past events.

The cave trembled slightly.

He thought that Aldo had woken up, and the previous monster had returned, so he quickly put his ears on the rock wall behind him. This was not the case, the vibration was so small that it was almost undetectable, and it was completely different from the previous monster's onslaught.

"Do you feel that the hole seems to be getting smaller." Chloe said suddenly.

After being reminded by the nun, Hoffa realized the problem. The size of the cave where he was hiding had shrunk by one-fifth unconsciously, and he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully.

"It's really getting smaller." Aldo also said.

The ground trembled undetectably again.

Hoffa carefully looked at the texture on the ground illuminated by the fire. The texture was shrinking and wriggling under some kind of force. The hole is getting smaller, it is like the stomach wall of some creature, squeezed in the middle little by little.

At the beginning, the signs were weak, but after a while, the changes became more and more intense. The decayed old train engine in the center of the cave made a toothsome creaking sound. It was being crushed by the shrinking cave Crazy squeeze, like a helpless tin can.

The three people in the cave were even more unbearable.

Aldo said in a panic: "This is not what I imagined, I swear, I have never seen such a thing in my life!"

"Don't make noise!"

Hoffa stopped him.

His heart was beating violently, and his eyes were firmly locked on the dark hole in the ground.

The hole didn't shrink.

Sure enough, he thought bitterly, if something is manipulating this nightmare, then it must want to let himself enter this narrow tunnel leading to the unknown.

The locomotive was squeezed to only one-third of its normal size, and the situation did not allow the three of them to hesitate too much. They hurriedly packed up a few torches and got into the tunnel.

As soon as I entered, there was a loud squeezing sound outside, and countless rusted screws and parts bounced around and scattered down.

It is conceivable that if they came in a little later, they would be squeezed into meat sauce at this moment.

"Please stop imagining, don't you think our situation is not miserable enough?" The nun snapped at Aldo.

Aldo quickly apologized, "Sorry, Miss Flamel, I tried not to think about it."

"Wait, are you afraid of the dark?" Hoffa asked.

"What?"

"I asked, are you afraid of the dark?"

"I'm not afraid," Aldo thought carefully, "I'm really not afraid. I think the dark and small place can give me a sense of security."

"It's not his nightmare." Hoffa said to Chloe: "It's useless to blame him, the owner of the nightmare has changed."

"Swapped?"

"Yes, the content has changed completely. From scary bugs to pure darkness, I think, among the four of us, there must be one person who is claustrophobic or born afraid of the dark."

Chloe: "."

"Anker." Aldo murmured: "This is Anker's nightmare, no wonder he became very strange after entering the cave."

"Do you know him well?" Hoffa asked Aldo.

"I'd rather not understand at all." Aldo smiled wryly. "He is used to manipulating people, and he looks invincible all day long, but he is indeed better than me when he has magic. Who knew he would be afraid of the dark."

After experiencing the crushing nightmare, Aldo's attitude towards him changed. Although he didn't have the same respect as Chloe, he was already able to speak.

Hoffa: "Then do you know the monsters that may appear in this darkness?"

Aldo: "I don't think there will be monsters, Anker never reads the story."

Hoffa: "."

While speaking, the space above has been completely sealed off. They have no other choice but to go down.

Hoffa walked in the front with a torch. The fire could not dispel the darkness, but could only illuminate a small area under his feet. He could hear some kind of secret breathing sound, but he was sure that the breathing sound was not his, nor Aldo and Chloe's, but came from the wall, like a living thing.

Aldo moves close to Chloe in the dark, seemingly trying to protect her. But Chloe didn't appreciate it. When Aldo walked beside her with a torch, she didn't look good at all.

She quickened her pace and walked to Hoffa's side, only to feel a little sense of security, but the corridor was only one and a half wide.

Hoffa: "Don't squeeze me."

Chloe slowed down unhappily.

After walking for 30 minutes, there was no sign of the end of the passage, and the dark environment did not change at all, as if they had been treading on the spot all along.

Hoffa, who was walking in the front, stopped.

"Are any of you scared?" he asked.

"Who, I'm not afraid." Chloe said immediately.

"What about you?" he asked Aldo.

Aldo scratched his head, "I think it's okay."

"Then it doesn't make sense. This is not a real physical tunnel. Everything we experience is illusory, so there can be no bottomless pit."

"But we've been walking all the time."

Chloe said.

"It just feels like it keeps going," Hoffa said. In the last dream, the more intense Aldo's emotions were, the more terrifying the dream. Just like a creature like a Boggart, it looks for our weaknesses and constantly changes shape. If the mind is peaceful and still, the environment here will definitely change. So, there must be some of us who are afraid. "

The two fell silent, and Hoffa turned around.

He held up the torch and looked closely at their faces. Aldo looked at him a little blankly, his broad face full of bewilderment.

He held the torch up to Chloe again, staring into her face.

This time, the staring time was much longer than Aldo's. At first, Chloe bravely raised her head and looked into his eyes, but when she looked at him, her face turned red, and her back slowly moved. Bow down like a deflated ball.

"You're afraid."

He said firmly.

"Why don't you just ask others, why don't you say that you are afraid." Chloe yelled unwillingly.

"Because I know that the unknown is nothing to be afraid of, it's all my own imagination."

"It sounds good, do you know what's ahead?" Chloe became excited, "If we go on, we will be farther and farther away from the ground. If we never go back. If there is another big Centipede."

Hoffa: "Humans need emotional tension and catharsis to confirm their own sense of existence, and the oldest and strongest emotion is undoubtedly fear, fear of fear, and is also deeply attracted by it.

It is undeniable that when you are afraid of this darkness, you are also full of anticipation in your heart whether there will be something that surprises you in front of you, if not, you will even faintly feel lost and disappointed."

Chloe covered her ears: "Stop, stop, stop!"

Hoffa: "So, the way to stop fear is to stop expecting. Don't expect the world to give you more surprises, accept the setting that this world is actually boring, and you won't feel fear."

Chloe couldn't take it anymore, she slammed Hoffa against the wall: "Is it alright to stop being so conceited that you know everything, Hoffa Bach, is it ok!?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the walls of the tunnel began to shrink. The stone walls on both sides quickly squeezed towards the middle.

Chloe grabbed Hoffa's collar and yelled at him: "Look! Your words have worked, it's not as good as it was just now! Just now it was black, but now it's fatal!"

Hoffa's expression was not good. He didn't expect the change to come so quickly. If he really died in a nightmare, did he wake up or really die?

He didn't know, let alone dared to bet.

Aldo pulled Chloe off Hoffa, "Stop arguing, Miss Flamel, it's important to find an exit."

Chloe threw off Aldo and ran forward desperately, while Hoffa chased after them. The aisle became narrower and narrower, from the width of two people to the width of one person, from the width of one person to half the width of one person.

The three of them were originally facing forward, but then they could only walk sideways. Soon, they were squeezed tightly against the inner wall of the passage, unable to move an inch. The cold inner wall kept wriggling, bringing incomparably oppressive and frightening of suffocation.

Hoffa was squeezed against the wall like a meatloaf, his consciousness was blurred, he suddenly thought in a daze, if the magic is still there, maybe he can turn into a bug, it's a pity.

Just when the channel narrowed to the limit, it suddenly opened again and changed back to its original state. The three people who were almost suffocated all lay on the ground, panting and coughing rapidly.

Life should die, Hoffa thought, and he stumbled forward. A bright light appeared in front of it, and the bright light constantly changed its shape, becoming bigger and smaller, sometimes closing, and sometimes appearing.

Running to the bright light, he looked up.

As a result, he saw a row of square teeth, each of which was as big as his own head. When he looked down again, he saw a wriggling red carpet under his feet.

teeth!

Tongue!

mouth! ?

He was stunned.

Could it be that he was actually in the belly of some creature just now! ?

Before they could think about it, seeing that their mouths were about to close again, the three of them scrambled and rushed out, squeezed out from the creature's teeth, and fell to the ground.

There are burning braziers on countless huge stone pillars, and the whole world is dazzlingly bright. Finally standing on solid ground, the three of them were stunned by the scene before them before they could express their feelings about what happened to them.

Under the light of the soaring fire.

In front of him was a giant with a height of 100 meters. He was covered in blood, his arm was broken, and there were broken wounds all over his body. But some of the original appearance can be vaguely seen.

It's Anker.

The ratio between them had an astonishing reversal, and they even got out of Anker's mouth. It turned out that the constricted and wriggled places just now were his intestines and throat.

At this moment, Anker was holding a broken arm without a hand, gnawing on it. Seeing the three ants on the ground, he threw away the broken arm, bent down, and looked at them with great interest.