Chapter 231

In the dark tunnel, ankel holds the torch all the way down. Holding the wall, he walked cautiously for fear that he would fall into the bottomless abyss.

At first, he wanted to write down the steps he had taken, but he soon gave up the idea. No matter how he goes, the steps will never see the end, as if the end is linked to the other end of the earth.

I don't know how long after I left, the torch in my hand began to sway, and the fuel was almost exhausted. Boundless darkness comes from all directions, which is the most primitive unknown, the most primitive fear.

Ankel stood still, which reminded him of his childhood when he was climbing the mountain, looking up from a very high place, his feet softened.

He looked back.

The hole is out of sight.

He gritted his teeth and stepped back against the wall.

But just back two steps, but did not move.

The corners of his mouth twitched twice, and a trace of reluctance and shame came out of his heart, and occupied his brain in a moment.

Back up?

Back to that cave?

"You think you can scare me like this?"

Thinking of the taunting look in the gray haired boy's eyes and the sound of his voice like the hissing of a poisonous snake in the corridor, which aroused bursts of echoes, he sneered and repeated: "do you think this can scare me?"

He raised his head abruptly and growled, "do you think this will scare me? You think I'm one of Aldo's muds? My father was the greatest capitalist in Germany, and my grandfather was the most famous slave owner in Europe. Me, ankel von Kleist! I've killed countless people in the past 30 years. My enemy's corpses are enough to build a high dam on the Rhine River. Can the darkness make me afraid? Don't think about it, I'm the darkness

Hoo!!

With that, he blew out the torch and smashed the stick on the steps, and the surroundings were completely in the endless darkness.

He didn't care and walked down with great strides.

At first, because he couldn't see, he fell a few times, but soon he got up and went down angrily.

As he walked, he sneered and said to himself, "let me see what you can do. Come on, let me see what you can do."

He kept his fighting spirit high and walked in the dark.

Ten minutes.

Twenty minutes.

Thirty minutes.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

Ten hours...

fifteen...

maybe more.

The darkness gave him no response.

The fighting spirit gradually dissipated.

His steps seemed firm, but his back was soaked in cold sweat.

I don't know how long I've been walking. I may have reached Moho or Gutenberg. I may even have crossed the mantle and directly entered the core.

Finally, ankel was very tired. He was not willing to say angrily: "you win me once. When I have a rest, we'll come back to see if you are deep or I can walk!"

Then he lay on the steps in the dark. Close your eyes. The ground was rough, cold and hard, but it didn't take long. Ankel actually fell asleep.

In other words, when he wakes up from another layer of darkness, there is still an unchanging corridor in front of him. The so-called rest and sleep is just an illusion.

He was completely flustered at last.

A moment of compromise and retreat brought about a rapid decline in momentum. One day after his fighting spirit rose, he recognized the fact that it might be a bottomless pit and began to climb to the ground.

What's terrible is that he can no longer feel the existence of gravity, and the feeling of climbing up is no different from that of climbing down. In addition, it was dark all around, and there was no reference at all. He didn't know whether he was going up or down.

The darkness oppressed his nerves all the time, and countless emotions took turns in his mind.

He regretted going underground in person and began to hate Bach, Aldo, who was afraid of insects, and lemme, the damned target of the mission.

All the things in the cave, all the things in the dream, did not make him hate. Being played with in the palm of his hand made him extremely humiliated. If he can get out of the dream and find the source of the dream, he must break it into pieces, no matter what it is. Based on this humiliating hatred, he prayed to the gods to get rid of the darkness even at the cost of his soul.

A glimmer of light appeared before his eyes.

Incredible!

Ankel ran like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for more than a month and saw the spring.

The light is getting bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger.

His heart is beating harder and harder.

What would it be?

Will return to the real world, or see the source of the dream, no matter how bad, back to the previous cave is also good.

He came to the position of the light, the eyes suddenly opened up.It turned out to be a hemispherical room...

the furnishings in the room were very strange and full of bones.

There is a whist card table in the center of the skeleton. The table is full of colorful chips. There are four animals playing cards around the table.

They are a fox, a bear, an eagle and a milky dove.

"Oh, hi, how are you."

Fox's position is facing him, first and he said hello. It's very polite.

At the same time, the other three animals turned their heads and looked over.

Faced with the heads of the three beasts, ankel's heart thumped, and everything was taken over by chaos and incomprehension.

Aware of his fear, he secretly grasped his fist, he is a wizard, only others can fear him, he should not be afraid of any strange.

"You came just in time." Said the fox. "I'm going to lose. Can you help me win the card?"

Ankel looked at the fox's smiling face, swallowed his saliva, and held ten thousand questions in his heart, but he didn't ask any.

Under the fox's smiling gaze, he walked to the card table uncontrollably and picked up the card that was thrown down by the fox.

"It's too bad." "I can't win," ankel said

"I believe you."

The fox put his furry paw on his shoulder.

"Look at the cards and play." Said the eagle.

Bear and rabbit stare at him.

Ankel shivered secretly, picked up the bad card and began to play.

In the first game, he was in a flurry, racking his brains, every step was cautious, but in the end, he lost.

The bear laughed. The eagle let out a hiss. He reached out his sharp claws from under the card table. He grabbed the chips in front of the fox and dragged them to himself.

Ankel looked at the fox with a dead face.

The fox spread out his hand and said with a helpless smile, "there are still a few chips left. It's up to you whether you can turn the tables."

With that, the four animals continued to shuffle their cards, making a rattling sound. Playing cards were thrown in front of ankel. He didn't know what they were doing.

After the deal, the fox pushed the card in front of him with his furry claws. "The cards are good this time."

"What are you?" His teeth trembled.

"We're card gamblers." The fox said, "come on, help me win this game. You should always play cards. Just be entertainment."

Entertainment? Ankel thought that when he was young, he did play cards a lot, but it was a relaxing entertainment in the top club, smoking cigars with the best people.

In such a place, how can he relax and find happiness.

"I'll turn the diamonds. It's your turn." Said the bear.

...

the second set.

Card luck is good, in his concentrated operation, he pulled back a game for the fox, but the chips in front of the fox did not change.

"Three out of five." Said the fox.

"More?" "Where is this and how do I get out?" ankel asked

"After this game, look, there are so many good babies. Don't you want to win?" He pointed to the chips on the table. "With them, you can do whatever you want."

"It's OK to leave here?"

"If you will." The fox's smiling voice was drowned by the sound of shuffling. The three animals shuffled the cards and put them in front of him.

Can I leave as long as I win?

In another round, he was nervous and focused.

This time the card is better than last time, he won again.

The bear patted the table in chagrin, the eagle threw the card on the table in displeasure, and the pigeon kept cooing.

Two victories in a row brought ankel a strange feeling. The victory under high pressure was different from those ordinary victories. He found a kind of happiness similar to walking on a tightrope.

It was like the first kiss at the age of 13, which made him shiver. It was a feeling he had never experienced before.

Fox is right. He not only found happiness, but also wanted to do it again.

In the third inning, he was in better form and won again.

The fox clapped his hand happily, "look, I said you can win, right?" With that, he began to take a few chips from other animals' tables and put them on his own table.

"What are these chips?"

Ankel asked the fox curiously. He was in a good mood.

"These are the times. The winning player can get the time of the loser. Look." Giggle and flirt of every kind of beauty as like as two peas of gold, Kerr and the fox, with their furry paws, put the chips in front of him."Isn't it great?" The fox asked, "when you have time, you can do whatever you want."

"It's very good." Ankel muttered sincerely. He touched the chip in the fox's hand. When he touched the pattern of the woman in the middle, she covered her chest and giggled. She was very shy.

"It's very good." He repeated with a smile, "by the way, what if there were no chips?"

"You can eat the loser who has no chips."

The fox took back his paw and pointed to the bone in the room with a smile: "look, there were a lot of people playing here, but now only a few of us are left. If you eat enough players, you can get endless time. "

"Endless time?"

"Yes, unique immortality." Said the fox.

"Great." Ankel looked at the chips in front of the other animals and licked his lips. "I'm going to win."

He completely forgot what he came here to do, and threw himself wholeheartedly on the card game, one game, two games, three games. Since then, the card game is no longer like the first two games, easy to win, it has become normal. You lose and you win.

But it's this samsara between winning and losing that makes him feel more exciting. He keeps repeating the game, and his skills are improving rapidly in constant training. As time goes by, there are more and more chips in front of him.

After a long game of cards, bear lost all the chips first. He let out a howl, threw away the cards and ran to the distance.

His howling aroused some primitive impulse in ankel's body. He stepped on the card table and jumped over. He pressed the bear under his body like a beast and bit him on the neck.

The bear's skin is rough and the flesh is thick. He used all his strength to tear its throat. There is no peculiar smell in the blood, which is as clear as amber and mellow as red wine.

Under the baptism of blood, ankel has been restless mood to calm down, he confirmed his position in the food chain. Close your eyes, sit on the ground, slow down as if enjoying a big meal, the bear will eat only bones.

When he ate, the other three animals kept absolutely silent, just like the waiters in the top restaurants, not making a sound.

After eating the bear, he sat in his seat and looked at the three animals one by one.

"Aren't you afraid?" He asked.

The answer was the shuffle.

"Good."

Ankel smiles with satisfaction and starts to draw.

He became more familiar with the rules.

In less than 20 minutes, the chips in front of the pigeon were empty as soon as he won. Before the pigeon ran away, he immediately held the white bird in his hand, opened his mouth and bit off its head. He was so hard that he pinched the pigeon into meat sauce.

After eating the pigeon, he spits out the feather in his mouth indifferently.

"Come again."

Hawk and he face to face, suddenly, hawk to throw a card.

"You win, I give up."

"Why?"

Ankel was surprised.

"You're integrated into the rules. No one can beat you."

"I see."

Ankel shrugged, "whatever you want, the ending won't change."

He grabbed the eagle's wings and tore him in two.

Blood drenched in his body, but this time, he was a bit dull, eagles and pigeons did not fight.

"It's boring. It's not exciting at all."

He frowned and looked around. He saw the smiling Fox and had an idea.

"You come and play with me."

The fox's smile froze on his face.

"Me?"