Chapter 115 Right? Wrong?

Yakas fell down with his round eyes wide open.

Red blood gushed out from the wound on his chest, smearing all over the ground, mixing with the hot blood of the Caster.

The air was immediately filled with a strange smell of wine and rust, like red wine poured on hot metal.

Glias looked at his companion struggling to raise his arms, which were then unable to relax.

As a disciple of the Light and Blade who was only one step away from passing the Stag Gate and being promoted, his soul consciousness was so sharp that his perception of special atmospheres far exceeded that of mortals and the other three people present. He immediately noticed the gradually filling aura of the Blade Principle around him...

And the sound of birds flapping their wings, which was difficult for mortals to hear, began to sound underground. The flapping sound was fierce and sharp, like the sound of a sword cutting through the air.

A six-winged forest owl with a gray-black body flapped its wings and slowly fell from the shadow of the spiral staircase. Its feathers were sharp like blades, and its round face was like the face of an old man who had witnessed the vicissitudes of life. Its pair of silver-gray bright eyes reflected the corpse lying on the ground.

The imitation head of Grillby on the bronze wall seemed to sense the arrival of the multi-winged forest owl. Its tightly closed eyes opened, and melted brass tears bulged out of its eyes, flowing to the ground and burning the soil. A dull sound like thunder came from the huge deer head.

"The answer is right--"

Glias looked at the gradually opening broken upper and lower jaws, revealing a deep porch that seemed to lead to the stomach of the huge deer head, and looked at the cold light faintly revealed inside... He seemed to have seen the stairs that continued to climb upwards, the stairs that had experienced pain and suffering.

He smiled with satisfaction.

However, the subordinate who should have fallen to the ground at this moment suddenly opened his eyes.

Yakas felt the pain in his heart. He already knew the price of pursuing pleasure... It turned out that the essence of all pleasure comes from pain, just like his broken heart at this moment.

He turned his body to face the grinning Glias, bit off his deformed flesh tongue that tasted delicious food, and muttered the sweet words of the great mother in his mouth.

He wanted to use this tongue that tasted sweetness to exchange for a moment of pleasure in the cup!

"It is these sweet words of the great mother that make Gulu Gulu sweet!!!" He raised his head and shouted, and at the same time sang words that were sweeter and more mellow than the wine in the deep cellar.

The blood of the cup and the blood of the casting that flowed to the ground suddenly boiled, but it was not like the fierceness between hot oil and cold water, but more like a strange cooking method. The taste of metal mixed with the sweetness of fine wine, the two blended perfectly in an unprecedented manner, turning into a pool of intoxicating pink wine mixed with gold powder. The tempting fragrance made the scarred man holding the torch unable to help but lie on the ground, greedily sucking the sweetness that was about to seep into the soil.

The head of Grillby, who had already realized the correct answer, fell into a stagnation. Imitation is just imitation after all. In its logical setting, it has never involved such a scene of repeated answers and very different answers. It was actually caught in a logical conflict for a while, and the porch that had been opened to accommodate one person quickly shrank and closed.

The door closed so quickly that it closed and returned to a tight and seamless wall in just a moment, so that Glias, who suddenly woke up, had no time to rush in - the throat of the head of Grillby was completely closed.

"The answer... is wrong!!!"

Grillby's head let out a deafening roar like thunder, the molten copper tears were retracted, and the eyeballs as big as a human head flashed with scarlet blood.

The only intact horn of the huge deer head suddenly moved rumblingly, shaking up and down, as if Grillby was moving his rusty arms that had not been exercised for a long time, but he shook off a lot of bronze and gold flakes. Then the horn, which was originally facing the ground, aimed at the visitor who answered incorrectly in front of him!

The more than ten-meter-long horn just casually swung forward, but it contained extremely terrifying power, incredible speed and deadly accuracy, and it was so flexible that it was like an extended arm, swinging an extremely fast and fierce punch.

The man who was sucking the wine of the Cast and Cup had no time to react at all. Perhaps he would rather die than drink this sweet wine first.

He was pierced through the heart by the antlers and hung upside down on the sharp deer head, but such a fatal heart injury did not make him lose consciousness in an instant. He still struggled to get rid of the sharp horns that passed through his body, and wanted to pounce on the ground to compete with the soil for the last fragrance.

The quick-reacting Glyas suddenly jumped up and dodged this fatal blow. At the same time, he urged the blade phase of his soul body in the air, condensed a sharp mana attached to the blade in his hand, and chopped down fiercely at the returning deer head horns!

This blow should be enough to cut off the waist-thick steel pillar, but it only left a shallow scar on the golden deer head horns. As sparks burst, Glyas only felt the huge force of Mo Pei coming from the blade. The blade, which had a second-level blade phase and was blessed by his third-level blade mana, was broken, and his tiger's mouth could not help cracking and oozing blood, and the whole person flew out.

"I can use this force to get away from the crazy head of Gribi and this indestructible horn, and then escape to the upper level and leave this underground pyramid... After I gather the next group of teams, I will definitely come back to get the treasure hidden in the warrior layer!" Glias thought as he flew backwards, flipping his body in the air and landing steadily, and then quickly fled away.

However, just before he was about to land, the antlers that should have been swung elsewhere turned back at a sinister and treacherous angle. The sharp antlers made of bronze suddenly seemed like melted liquid. The antlers became slender and slender, and suddenly extended several yards of huge force, piercing his heart accurately.

Then the antlers were retracted, and the four visiting secret believers were all hung on the same sharp antler, and Yakas happened to be placed on Glias.

The multi-winged forest owl witnessed the entire process of this betrayal and fighting, and nodded slightly with satisfaction, and then took away the warrior soul that was suitable.

Before leaving, it nodded slightly to the huge golden deer head, which seemed to be a greeting to the real Grillby who was far away in Mansu, and also seemed to be a gesture to the Peeping Moth many years later.

The fake Grillby threw the four corpses that had completely lost their vital signs on the ground, but his huge eyes suddenly flashed with scarlet and golden light, and the melted brass tears flowed and retracted.

The ground where there was no living thing anymore echoed with the repeated words of the Grillby head, and the dull roar like dry thunder reverberated.

"Correct answer?"

"Wrong answer!"

"Wrong answer...correct?!"

"Correct answer...wrong...correct...wrong..."