"These..." Kevin looked at the several corpses lying in front of him, his face gradually cold, "Someone attacked from the other end?"

However, after he finished speaking, he shook his head again, denying the conjecture.

Not to mention how high the probability that the other end of the secret passage can be discovered by others, even if it is discovered that it is attacked from the other side, two armies are stagnating in the secret passage. It's not a problem if you get out and one husband is the only one. Moreover, if there are casualties in this style of play, they will also be concentrated in the front, and there will be no such scattered scattered in the rear.

Taking a ten thousand steps back, if it was a Sand Ghost who could kill them all the way from front to back like a gust of wind, this would not happen. Because they don't even leave a whole corpse behind.

Osved stopped, and Kevin rolled off his back and strode over to a few corpses.

Some of these corpses were lying sideways, and more were lying on their knees. In short, they could hardly see their faces.

Osved took two steps forward, raised his front paws and tried to push a corpse in front of his feet to lie on his back, but he tried twice without success.

"Don't touch the dog's paws here." Kevin slapped him aside rudely, frowned and turned the body over carefully, and muttered, "The pose is weird enough..."

Well, a Sirius was forcibly called a dog, Osved wanted to give him a kick, but it was Kevin who spoke, so he could only snort from his nose, and justify himself: "You try Try adding two legs suddenly and see if you can control it."

Without thinking, Kevin replied, "Don't make excuses for being stupid. You didn't crawl on four legs before you were one year old, so you should live back to life."

"..." Osved felt that he would be ridiculed and run on his face every day, but when he thought about it, it actually made sense. He really wanted to refute and didn't know how to refute it.

"Look at the posture of these people." While Kevin turned over the corpse in front of his feet, he raised his chin at the corpse in sight, "Don't you think it's all reversed?"

Osved didn't react for a while: "What's wrong?"

Kevin turned around and slapped him on the neck with a slap, and said, "If the attack came from the front, it's like I gave you this, how would you fall?"

"Later," Osved replied in a low voice.

He obviously understood what Kevin meant: if the attack or collision was coming from the front, most normal people would fall backwards due to such an attack, and most of the corpses should be on their backs, in line with those in front of them. These are just the opposite.

"It's not like the attack came from behind, right?" Osved said again, "Don't forget that we can always be at the rear. If something attacks them from behind, why haven't we met?"

"That's why it's weird..." Kevin retracted his gaze, looked down at the corpse he turned over, and soon discovered another problem.

This time, he didn't need to remind Osved to notice it - the expression of the corpse that was turned over was very strange. His eyes were wide open, and although the pupils were dilated, he could see that he must have seen something that surprised him. But it wasn't a shock, because the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

This is the most bizarre part. Just looking at the upper half of his face, this person should be extremely shocked at the moment of his death, but the lower half of his face appears peaceful and contented. These two emotions are mixed on the same face, which is extremely inconsistent.

After watching it for a long time, it will give people a creepy feeling.

They looked at all the corpses in this piece one after another and found that their expressions were almost the same, and they could not find any fatal wounds on their bodies, and some even had no wounds at all.

They both fell silent for a while...

What is it that makes the person who sees it look like this?

More importantly, is there anything that would make a person die while showing such an expression?

I couldn't grasp anything for a while. Kevin shook his head and said, "Look further ahead."

He rolled over onto Osved's back, and the Sirius-turned-emperor whispered "Hold tight," and sprinted again.

This journey is not very long, but it takes longer than before, because there are more and more corpses, and it is almost impossible to settle down after a short distance.

"Is anyone still alive..." Kevin frowned at the mess under his feet with a very ugly expression.

"Yes." Osved replied decisively, "There is still half of it. I just counted the number of people."

Although he was very sure about "someone survived", he could tell from the tone of voice that he was very dignified, and obviously did not expect such a situation to occur in the secret passage.

The secret passage soon came to an end, and at the end of the winding, there was a stone staircase that went up obliquely.

Kevin sat on the back of the behemoth, bent down and stared at the surface of the stone ladder carefully for a while, without letting go of any traces, "There are quite a few traces of footprints here, many but not messy, they should be stable. Stay. Calculate the time, the survivors regrouped and left here at most a few hours ago."

One person and one beast no longer delayed, and found the exit along the stone ladder.

Strictly speaking, the exit is a thick slab of stone, hanging over the top of the top step of the stone ladder. Two tall people took a personal ladder and could just reach the stone slab, but it took a lot of effort to push it away.

Kevin himself is tall, and Osved, who became the giant beast Sirius, is a natural help.

This is this bastard who never speaks properly, but dangled his fingers in front of Osved's nose to attract his attention and said, "It's time to use the function of your footpads."

Osved: ​​"..."

Without even thinking about it, he opened his mouth and took a bite. He put Kevin's disgusting cat-and-dog finger in his mouth, and rubbed it twice with the sharp point of the wolf's fangs.

Kevin: "..."

He slapped Osved's dog on the head and stroked it twice with a sneer: "Are you going to let go? If you don't let go, I'll smash your dog's teeth into pieces."

Osved loosened his teeth contemptuously and let go of Kevin's free fingers.

Without even thinking about it, Kevin rubbed his fingers on Osved's fur, and then took a closer look and found that the skin was not broken, so he said, "If you will break the skin, I have to catch up with Osved quickly. The army asked the medical officer to give me some medicine." The implication is that you are not far from a rabid dog.

Osved snorted and arched his back, signaling the bastard to hurry up and unload the slate.

Kevin crawled on his broad back, stepped on his fluffy fur, and couldn't help but lowered his head and asked, "I'm not too heavy, and the force of unloading the slate will be stronger in a while, can your spine support it? "

Osved gave him a white look with a handsome and indifferent snow wolf on his face and said, "You've been sitting on my spine for a day, is it a little late to ask if you can hold it? You think the bones of such a big beast are glass. made?"

It was a rare conscience that he cared about the young man and was blocked back. Kevin snorted, not to mention raising his hand and punching the edge of the slate.

In fact, it is also fortunate that Osved is now in the shape of a beast, and can't do anything other than act as a footstep. If they were all humanoids, he would definitely not let Kevin do it, but with his strength, three punches down, the stone slab blocking the exit could directly crack and drop down.

Kevin's fist wasn't as hard as his, but it was strong, and he put a little bit of skill in it, and quickly smashed one side of the slate into a corner.

He lifted the slate open with both hands, and slowly moved it to the side.

This exit is about one meter square, and Kevin turned it out from the inside, lying beside the hole, waiting for Osved below. The latter, however, is a little tragic.

Because he's stuck...

The Sirius body is much larger than ordinary beasts. Although the proportions are beautiful, whether it is legs, feet or waist, they are very strong and strong. His Majesty the Emperor jumped vigorously, sticking out his head, two front claws, and the front half of his waist... In the end, he got stuck on the retracted wings.

Osved: ​​"..."

Kevin, who was lying next to him and was going to help him, laughed at him recklessly, then held his huge wolf head and said solemnly: "To be honest, the Sirius I used to stock is much thinner than you, you see. You are strong, hey... Go back and lose weight obediently."

Osved didn't want to pay any attention to him anymore. It took him a long time to jump out of the cave door in Kevin's tug-of-war rescue, shaking his white hair in a daze.

The place they were at was the bottom of a dry well. Kevin re-sealed the slate and looked around the stone wall. The climbing marks cut by the knife above are still fresh, and it is obvious that the large army is not far from them.

"Carmen, where is outside the well?" Kevin asked casually while clapping the dust on his hands.

Osved: ​​"..."

Accidentally stuck back at the entrance of the cave, and in a blink of an eye, he was nicknamed Carmen. Does this kind of person owe something? !

Osved stared at him for a while, rather miserably, before replying coldly, "The Mirage."

Then, regardless of whether Kevin was ready or not, he grabbed Kevin's clothes behind him, flapped his wings, and pulled the poor ancestor out of the deep well.Kevin is so hung up on him...

Although the Mirage has the word "sea" in its name, it has nothing to do with water. Here, as far as the eye can see, there is a gray-yellow sky, a gray-yellow sky above its head, and gray-yellow sand under its feet.The wind and smoke are ups and downs, boundless.

The place where they stood was a small inconspicuous ruin in the desert, with some broken walls and a few foundations engraved with ancient patterns.

As soon as the two stood by the well mouth, Kevin patted the wolf's head: "Look over there."

There was a rolling sand dune in the direction he was pointing, and it looked like it was about a hundred meters away, but he didn't know how far he actually walked.At the foot of the dune, a slender and slender procession could be seen winding forward, like a row of black ants.

If nothing else, it is the first army.