Nightmare Attack

Although Fatty Huaiyi didn't know why, after getting in touch with him during this time, the two subconsciously chose to carry out Jiang Cheng's words.

But just when the three of them worked together to pull Gongsun Zhiruo up, a strange scene occurred. No matter how hard the three of them tried, the rope could not stop falling.

Oops……

The fat man's face turned pale. The current situation was completely beyond his imagination. The force from the rope pulled them towards the crack little by little, as if what was tied to the other end of the rope was not Gongsun Zhiruo, but something else, something they could not compete with.

"Let go!" someone shouted at them at the top of their lungs.

It's Shang Mo.

He watched helplessly as the three of them got closer and closer to the crack. If they moved further forward, Jiang Cheng, who was at the front, would fall.

But Jiang Cheng ignored it. He kept staring at the shaking light under the crack. Huaiyi originally planned to let go, but now the situation has become obvious. Zhou Yuxuan is afraid that it is over, and Gongsun Zhiruo, who went to save people, also appears. Given the situation, the probability of being able to retreat safely was very low, but the only thing he was worried about was that if he let go, Jiang Cheng and Fatty would be pulled down immediately, so Jiang Cheng didn't say let go, so he had to grit his teeth and hold on.

The light spots below were still drawing circles at a fixed speed. After looking at them for a long time, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. He discovered something very scary.

The circle drawn by this light spot is a bit exaggerated.

Normally, the diameter of a circle drawn by a person's arm is limited by the length of the person's arm. The diameter of the circle produced by the circular motion of the fingertips will not exceed 2 meters, but the diameter of the circle below is probably 4 or 5 meters.

Calculated in this way, the arm length of the "person" below who fell and asked for help must be more than 2 meters.

Although there was no accurate reference object and there would be errors in judging based only on the size of the light spot, Jiang Cheng was still shocked by such an exaggerated proportion.

The guy below is definitely not Zhou Yuxuan!

This is a trap!

The huge force coming from the other end of the rope and the rope constantly falling downwards are enough to prove this.

Just when Jiang Cheng was making his last effort, suddenly, a shout came from not far away, "Close your eyes!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled "bang" sound, and the darkness in front of them was dispersed by a red flash disk. If the three people in Jiangcheng had not been prepared, they would have been blinded instantly.

A red signal shot into the depths of the fissure at a tricky angle, instantly illuminating a large area.

The exposed scene made everyone take a breath.

Below the crack, on a platform created by the breakage of the ice, squatted a humanoid figure that looked like a mummy. The exposed skin showed a strange blue-gray color, raising its withered head and staring at them.

What's even more frightening is that the mummy is so huge that even if it is squatting on the ground, it is close to 3 meters high. Moreover, the mummy is holding a severed arm in its hand that is constantly making circles. In the palm of the severed arm, there is a light-emitting device tightly grasped. mobile phone.

No one saw the missing Zhou Yuxuan, but everyone knew that Zhou Yuxuan was dead and the broken arm belonged to him.

This mummy was a starving ghost. There were some yellow rags wrapped around it, and there seemed to be writing on them, just like the ones Cicada was holding in his hand.

The sudden light was obviously beyond the mummy's expectations. It immediately covered its eyes and continued to retreat, finally disappearing into a deeper crack.

And where the starving ghost squatted before, there was a fragmented corpse left.

Shortly after the starving ghost disappeared, the blizzard gradually became less intense, and surprisingly, Gongsun Zhiruo was still alive. The three men from Jiangcheng worked together to pull him up.

His forehead was covered with a layer of frost, and he was obviously frozen. Fortunately, apart from being a little frightened, he was not seriously injured.

Bai Xi was holding a weird-looking gun in his hand. It was obvious who the flare came from.

After finding out that Gongsun Zhiruo was fine, Bai Xi and the others sincerely thanked Jiang Cheng and the others, "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry to you, otherwise Gongsun Zhiruo would also be in danger."

Faced with such a crisis just now, the three people in Jiangcheng did not let go, which greatly moved the remaining people.

Looking at the signal gun in Bai Xi's hand, Jiang Cheng nodded, "If it hadn't been for your shot to expose the starving devil, I'm afraid we would have had to let go."

Jiang Cheng was telling the truth. If they were closer to the rift, he would have no choice but to let Fatty and Huaiyi let go and save whatever they could within their capabilities. It was impossible to bring his brothers in for the teammates they met for the first time.

This is uneconomical and unreasonable.

"Thank you." After Gongsun Zhiruo recovered a little, the first thing he did was tremble his lips and thank the three people in Jiangcheng. His face was pale and his lips were purple. You can imagine how frightened he was.

Zhou Yuxuan died, and they lost another teammate. An atmosphere of sadness and despair permeated the team. This was a normal human reaction, and Jiang Cheng couldn't stop it.

Han Juanjuan sat on the ground with a sad expression on his face. Zhou Yuxuan was his teacher. The two had a good relationship, and the other party even saved his life in the last mission.

"Fuck!" Han Juanjuan didn't know what he thought of. He suddenly cursed, stood up, walked straight towards Shang Mo, pointed at him and shouted loudly: "If your grandson wasn't obsessed with money, how could he let it go?" Starving ghost?"

"You are responsible for Teacher Zhou's death! It's all your fault!" Han Juanjuan became angrier as he spoke, and his eyes became fierce.

Bai Xi immediately walked out and grabbed him, "Calm down!"

"And Chanli, you are also responsible for Chanli's death!" Han Juanjuan shouted reluctantly. It seemed that if Bai Xi let go, he would rush up and beat Shang Mo severely.

After being scolded, Shang Mo didn't know whether it was because of a guilty conscience or something else, but he didn't dare to retaliate at all. He had already faintly felt that everyone's eyes towards him were no longer friendly.

"Okay, stop saying a few words." Finally, Zigui came out, and Han Juanjuan shut up. Bai Xi pulled him away from Shang Mo.

After the starving ghost disappeared and the snowstorm gradually subsided, everyone packed up their backpacks and continued on their way.

Fatty took one last glance at the broken corpse under the crack, and a hint of unbearability flashed in his eyes. Although he was used to seeing death in the mission, the departure of every teammate would make him feel depressed.

He himself didn't know whether this was weakness or a kind of reverence for the lost life.

But one thing, he is sure, before all this is over, no one can escape the influence of nightmares. Even if they can survive the mission, those who survive will have to bear the despair of those who died. .

Therefore, it is impossible to say who is luckier than whom. We are all just poor people struggling in a nightmare.