Chapter 216 Nightmare on the Tower

Chapter 216 "Nightmare on the Tower"

On the night of September 26, 1998, the "Painful Bloodthirsty Apostle" fell, marking that the German team completed the strategy of the "Ancient Labyrinth City" in just two days.

This is undoubtedly an incredible feat.

They surpassed the Saheleta United States Special Forces and were on the right track to catch up with the "legendary figure" Dong Fulisi.

As for the result of the feat-they got the "Herb of All Diseases", each of which looked ordinary "green grass" exuded a rich fragrance.

Jerman inexplicably felt that they were more like food seasonings than medicinal herbs.

After Xiaodi finished harvesting the "Herb of All Diseases", the four members of the German team approached the ancient and towering tower.

This tower was built with countless stones, and now it is covered with vines and moss, looking quite old and weathered.

At the top of the tower, there is a sphere similar to a "gold and silver ingot", but everyone can tell by sight that it is also made of stone.

There is only one gate at the bottom of the tower, but no door. Looking inside from the stone gate, you can see a spiral stone staircase without handrails.

Jin took the lead in entering the bottom of the tower to explore, and after confirming that there were no dangers such as traps, he walked out.

He said to German, who had quickly recovered some of his energy and did not need to be supported by others:

"We can go up... Dong Fulisi did not find any important clues here, do you think we can find them?"

Jin now attaches more importance to German's point of view.

As for the reason, in addition to German's strength being recognized by him, there are still many confusing things about German, such as the "transmission lantern", which may be the key.

German looked up, observing the tower, and said:

"Dong Fulishi probably searched the tower inside and out more than once. If we want to make new discoveries, we need a little luck."

Jin nodded:

"Luck... That's right. Let's go, try our luck as we go. This is the only way now."

Jin said so, but after entering the tower, he stopped every step, almost stopping in front of every brick and tile that he thought was a little suspicious, and carefully observed it.

He happened to be a "relic hunter", and the slow and meticulous protective archaeology was what he was best at. From time to time, he reached out his hand to knock and tap gently.

Bisji was taking pictures, and he also took out the "stereo camera" that was unlocked from the card state, and took pictures everywhere inside the tower with Bisji.

However, Jin acted like a meticulous archaeologist, while Bisji was more like a reporter who only paid attention to the special things.

The German team was not short of time, so no one disturbed Jin and Bisji's research on the tower, and they climbed up slowly.

However, some things are beyond their subjective will.

When they climbed to the middle of the tower, the side effects of "Sambika's Extreme Recovery Agent" came - they would feel exhausted for about half a day.

Everyone felt this uncontrollable, whole-body fatigue one after another, and finally had to give up dawdling in the tower and climb to the top of the tower first.

It is not a good idea to rest on the spiral stone staircase, and there are no halls or rooms in the middle of the tower.

When they accelerated to walk the entire spiral stone staircase and came to the inside of the sphere, they found that it was an empty platform with balconies on all sides, and the night wind was blowing through the hall.

Sleepiness came like a tide, and their eyelids were about to droop completely, so they decided to finish dinner here in a hurry and then have a good rest for the night.

However, halfway through dinner, German felt a bump on his shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw Xiaodi's head leaning on his shoulder.

Xiaodi closed her eyes, holding a knife, fork and plate in her hands. There was some unfinished curry rice on the plate. She even opened her mouth halfway, with a small mouthful of rice in her mouth.

She kept this posture and fell asleep without any scruples.

Germain had to ask Biscuit to help put the knife, fork and plate away, and helped Xiaodi to lie down in the sleeping bag, and took out the rice in her mouth and threw it away.

During this process, Xiaodi just frowned, but did not wake up, but leaned on them with confidence, just like they were taking care of a sleeping baby.

After that, the other three quickly finished their dinner, cleaned up, and fell asleep one after another.

On this tower, they did not need to stand guard, but only needed to maintain a certain degree of vigilance.

It is recorded in "New World Chronicles: Eastern Chapter Fragment" that this tower is the real "safe house".

Whether it is the "painful bloodthirsty apostle", "night attack species" or "gold and silver ingot parasitic species", they will not attack here, for unknown reasons.

Perhaps this place is indeed very special.

The "safe house" set up by Dong Fulisi in multiple "cubic stone columns" was actually inspired by this tower, and he spent many nights here safely.

In any case, after two days of hardship and fatigue, the German team can finally sleep well and relax.

In fact, Jin, Bisji and Xiaodi all got a pretty good sleep on the tower platform, especially after the wind stopped at night, and there was only coolness here.

However, Germain had a very bad sleep, and the reason for the poor sleep quality came from his dreams.

He had a nightmare again.

Germain returned to the night when he first came to this world. He walked in the dilapidated courtyard in a daze, and the abandoned clock tower was in front of him.

The difference was that this time there were no members of the "Phantom Troupe" nearby, only himself.

He walked for a long time before walking out of the courtyard - in fact, its area should not be so large. In short, he came to the outside of the courtyard.

However, outside the courtyard was not a mountain or forest, but a dark place, like an unloaded map, with nothing.

Germain didn't know what he was doing here. Dreams always make people do things that contradict the logic of reality.

After a while, he finally saw something.

Germain walked over and squatted down. He saw a pot with a human face placed on the ground. The eyes on the human face were closed, but the mouth was open.

He looked at it for a while, and even in his dream, he had a sense of déjà vu for this human face pot.

Just as this feeling arose, the human face on the surface of the pot opened its eyes and looked at Germain.

The next moment, black smoke blew out of its mouth.

The black smoke hit Germain's face.

Germain couldn't help but take a step back, and then he found that he had stood up without knowing when, and was in an environment where there was only a glimmer of light around him.

The human-faced pot had disappeared, and instead the black smoke twisted and changed in mid-air, turning into rolled-up white papers.

They flew past Germain like frightened bats in a cave.

Germain subconsciously covered his face with his hands, and then he saw from the corner of his eye that the notes on the white paper were jumping and twisting, and they were fleeting.

The white paper disappeared into the darkness.

Germain's dream was destined not to stop like this. He noticed that a door floated over from a distance and soon stood in front of him.

The gate was majestic and solemn, with a crest of rising waves engraved on it, emitting a strange power.

Germain involuntarily reached out his hand, wanting to touch it, but in the blink of an eye he found that the gate had disappeared.

A white object appeared on the ground in front of him.

Germain approached and saw that it was the only human torso left after the head, hands and feet were cut off.

And this torso seemed to be alive, throbbing, and the originally pale skin cracked, revealing flesh as red as pomegranates, which instantly engulfed Germain's vision.

Germain closed his eyes involuntarily, and then he found that he was not attacked, so he opened his eyes.

This time, the scene in front of him changed again. He was no longer in the dark, but standing on a slope covered with white flowers.

Not far away, a full moon slowly rose, staring at Germain like a huge eyeball, and the scarlet blood filled the eyeball.

What on earth are these...

Excessive knowledge did not allow Germain to easily accept it. He only felt pain and his consciousness became more chaotic.

The whole world began to break at this time, and darkness fell like paint falling, swallowing up everything visible, including Germain himself...

Finally, after a long time, Germain heard someone calling from afar.

"Germain... Germain... Germain?"

He was like a drowning man who finally surfaced. He suddenly opened his eyes and breathed in big gulps of air.

Someone gently supported his back, someone wiped the sweat on his face and neck with a towel, and someone whispered something, but he couldn't hear clearly.

After a while, all human senses returned, and he was able to correctly recognize reality.

The sun shone into the top of the tower, making it bright. The night had long gone. It was now the daytime of September 27th, and it was almost noon.

He was still on the "Tower of the Ancient Labyrinth City" and had never left.

Biscuit was supporting his back, Xiaodi was wiping his sweat, and Jin was squatting beside him to ask about his condition.

They stared at Germain with worry.

Two hours ago, they woke up one after another and prepared breakfast. At this time, they realized that Germain was sleeping too deeply, which was not like his style.

So, they tried to wake Germain up in various ways, both rough and gentle, but in the end, it was useless.