super dragon ball

Chapter 428 The mysterious cave in Daheishan

Watching them fly away, Tagore put Zhenqiang on his shoulders and asked: "Plato, which direction is the southeast?"

"Oh, Niutou, the southeast is just south of the east. Don't you know this? No wonder you are lost." Plato replied.

Tagore carried Zhenqiang toward the southeast and walked into the dense forest, followed closely by Plato.

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The forest is dense and bushy, and it becomes more and more dense as you go in, until the sky is blocked and the sun is closed, and there is no way to go. Plato flew to a high place, but the sea of ​​trees was vast and layered, and it was impossible to tell where he was going.

"Plato, which way should we go?" Tagore asked from below.

Plato flew over the forest and saw a black mountain in the distance, so he targeted the mountain and directed Tagore to walk towards the mountain.

Tagore carried Zhen Qiang through streams and ravines, over boulder slopes, and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain after many hardships and obstacles.

This high mountain is completely black. The foot of the mountain is not an ordinary slope, but a vertical steep cliff. The black cliff is tens of meters high. The rocks on the rock wall are abrupt and jagged, and the black oil is shining, making it look ferocious and terrifying. The black mountains blocked the way, and the two of them had no way to go.

"Plato, where are we going now?" Tagore asked again.

Plato thought he could find a way by climbing over the mountain, but he didn't expect that there was a vertical mountain wall on the side of the mountain, which was impossible to climb over. When he flew over the forest, he saw that the mountain stretched vertically and horizontally into the distance, and he couldn't see the end. He was at his wits' end. Said: "Oh, Niutou, why do you always ask me, can't you find a way?"

Tagore said: "I have been trapped in a maze for fifty years and can't tell the direction."

"Oh! Niutou, I have been trapped in the maze for five hundred years, and I can't even tell the direction." Plato was not to be outdone.

"We want to send the master to the village for treatment. We can't be trapped here." Tagore said, grabbing the protruding rocks on the mountain wall and trying to climb up the mountain. However, he was huge and heavy, and he was really strong. On the second step, a rock broke because it could not bear the weight, and he immediately fell down. With a "plop", Zhenqiang was also thrown out.

"Oh! Master!" Plato and Tagore both cried.

"Nutou, the master has been thrown to death by you. Let's see what you do." Plato shouted.

Tagore took out two pieces of moonlight grass that Rasanti had treated him and put them into Zhenqiang's mouth. The two pieces of moonlight grass melted immediately and entered Zhenqiang's mouth. After a while, Zhenqiang opened his eyes and saw Tagore. Standing on one side with Plato, surrounded by tall trees covering the sky, he asked:

"Where are Ciri and Nicole?"

"Oh! Master! You're awake! Great! We're lost again!" Plato said excitedly.

"They were all rescued and asked us to go to the villages in the northeast to treat their injuries, but now there is no way to go." Tagore said.

Zhenqiang stood up and looked around, pointed at the black mountain wall and said, "Let's just walk along this mountain wall, wherever we go."

"Oh, Master, which rock do you look at?" Plato said, pointing to the rock that Tagore climbed off.

I saw that the black rock was gradually turning back to the original brown color of the rock. After a while, it became the same as an ordinary rock. The three of them were very strange, but they couldn't figure out the reason for a while, so they threw the stones and walked along the mountain wall. Although they bypassed several big trees and boulders along the way, they relied on the mountain wall and did not lose their way. .

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a huge stone cave appeared on the mountain wall. The three of them cheered, thinking that this cave must lead to the other side of the mountain. The three of them immediately walked into the cave, only to see black air lingering inside the cave, and it was pitch black. Tuan, after taking a few steps inward, he could no longer see or move his feet.

The three of them retreated to the entrance of the cave, and Zhenqiang said: "Although there is insufficient light in the cave, it's not like you can't see anything after walking a few steps."

Plato floated to the top of the cave, studied the rocks and said, "Master, look at this wall."

Zhenqiang took a closer look and saw a layer of black air floating faintly on the black stone walls in the cave. It turned out that the black air emitted from the stone walls in the cave had accumulated over the years and could not be dissipated, making the cave pitch black.

Oh, Master, it’s too dark in the cave, what should I do? asked Plato.

"I have a way." Zhenqiang said and used his special skill of "drilling wood to make fire", lit two torches, and walked into the cave with Tagore one by one. Although there were torches, as we walked deeper into the cave, the black air became denser and denser. Even the torches were entangled in the black air and looked dim. The three of them groped forward through the faint light, feeling like they were in a lost camp.

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I don’t know how long I walked, but I seemed to have walked into the core of the cave. The torch in front of me was wrapped in black air and was dim. Suddenly I bumped into something and I pressed it with my hand. It turned out to be a wall. There was no way to go.

"Are we at the bottom of the cave?" Zhenqiang said.

"Master, we still have a road ahead of us," Plato said.

"But Plato, there is no way ahead." Zhenqiang said after groping on the stone wall with his hands for a while.

"Master, I am a spirit monster. My body is as light as air. I can feel the existence of air. There is a lot of air behind this stone wall." Plato said.

"Really!?" Zhenqiang said in surprise: "Tagore, look at whether the back of this stone wall is empty."

"Yes, Master." Tagore raised his ox hoof and stepped on the stone wall with a 'trampling force'. There was a roar, the gravel rolled, and he stepped on the stone wall to create a big hole.

"Master, there is space behind the stone wall." Tagore said.

After the three people entered, they found that the black air here was denser and almost felt like they could touch it. However, in this darker place, there were several palm-sized moons and stars in the middle that seemed to be slowly rotating around something. And twelve rows of stars flashed on the surrounding circular walls.

"What's this!"

Zhenqiang wondered, and when he got closer, he saw a huge black sword stuck in the rock on the ground. He said it was a sword, but it was not a real sword, it only had the appearance of a sword.

He looked carefully and saw that the whole sword was completely black, more than two meters long, nearly thirty to forty centimeters wide, and three to four centimeters thick. It had no edge at the edge, like a thick iron plate, but the sword was covered with moons, stars, and various shapes. The reliefs of strange patterns and symbols are shiny, but exude a thick black mist, which is even strangely beautiful.

In the black mist, several stars and moons slowly flowed around the black sword body,

The shining moon and stars on the black sword shone on Zhen Qiang's face, and Zhen Qiang was amazed.

"Master, there are also swords on the surrounding walls, twelve in total." Plato said, flying around the surrounding walls.

Zhenqiang looked at the twelve swords on the surrounding walls and found that they were placed in the same position as the 12 hours of the clock, and said: "It turns out that these twelve swords are exactly the 12 hours of the clock."

Zhen Qiang reached out and grasped the black giant sword surrounding the stars and moon, and then lifted it hard to pull the sword out of the rock.

The black sword seemed to be sensing something, and it immediately emitted a powerful force that spread around.

Zhenqiang immediately felt a wave of power rushing towards him, and was immediately swept away. He was doubly surprised and said to Tagore: "Tagore, you are very strong, let's see if you can pull out the sword."

"Yes, Master." Tagore said, breaking through the waves of power emitted by the black sword, walking to the sword, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulling it out hard. The sword moved slightly, and then was inserted into the sword again with a 'clop' sound. When he pulled it out from the rock, the sword still moved slightly, and then it was inserted back into the rock with a 'clop' sound.

"Oh, Master, this sword is not stuck in the rock, but is suppressed here by a powerful force. Unless your power is stronger than the force that suppresses this sword, no one can pull it out." Plato said.

Zhenqiang said: "How much strength does it take to pull out this sword?"

Tagore said: "When I drew the sword just now, I felt that the power that suppressed the sword was no ordinary power. This power was as powerful as Thunder Zeus."

Plato suddenly said: "Oh, master, be careful, your bad luck is coming again."

"Okay, I'll be careful." Zhenqiang said, thinking he was going to fall or hit the wall again.

But at this moment, something seemed to come over silently in the darkness.

Plato looked very nervous at this time and said: "Master, your bad luck is getting stronger and stronger." Then he shouted: "Master, run quickly."

Tagore heard Plato's shout, and without thinking too much, he pulled Zhenqiang back...

At this moment, there was only a "click" sound, like the sound of a big mouth closing in front of Zhenqiang, and at the same time, a stream of animal breath rushed towards him.

Zhenqiang was frightened. If Plato hadn't reminded him in time and Tagore pulled him away, he would have been bitten by this big mouth. He searched around with a weak torch, but found nothing in the dark hole.

Tagore also felt that the big mouth was in front of him. He lifted Zhenqiang in the air and stamped it with "shock force".

"Boom——!" A loud noise echoed in the cave. Tagore grabbed Zhenqiang and turned around and ran away.

"Roar——!" Suddenly an earth-shaking roar sounded like an explosion in the cave. The huge cave buzzed and the stone walls trembled.

At this moment, another loud roar suddenly came from the cave:

"Who dares to steal my master's 'Sword of Night'!"

Then the entire cave shook, gravel fell one after another, and a huge and heavy step walked in and blocked the exit.

"Put down the master's 'Sword of Night', and I will trample the thief into the dirt!" said the huge footsteps.

The three of them ran a few steps deeper into the cave and encountered another stone wall.

Zhenqiang asked anxiously: "Plato, is the back here empty?"

"Yes, Master, there is air behind this, and it is the same cave as when we entered." Plato said.

It turns out that the cave is a passage, separated into a stone chamber by two stone walls.

"Tagore!" Zhenqiang shouted.

"The power of shock." Tagore stepped on the stone wall. The stone wall shattered and the three of them ran out along the cave.

"The Sword of Night! That is my master's weapon! No one can take it away!" A huge roar came from behind, followed by a loud "boom, rumble" and huge footsteps chasing after him.