Chapter 1 The .,!

The spears looked to be very well-made and recently placed. Mbenga casually grabbed two, one in each hand, and charged towards the long bridge. At that moment, two mature Infected bodies could be seen chasing after him. These two creatures pursued with eerie speed, leaving long afterimages behind them. Some of the dried skin and flesh on their bodies detached due to the high-speed chase, but they relentlessly pursued Mbenga, driven by insatiable greed.

From afar, Fang Senyan keenly noticed that the two mature Infected bodies still retained distinct features that set them apart from the Africans, such as hair color and clothing. Clearly, they were among the European newcomers.

Mbenga glanced up at the long bridge and decisively charged toward the pole. Two blinding beams of focused sunlight shot over at an indescribable speed. Mbenga didn't hesitate; he leaped towards the abyss below the bridge, using his spears to pierce the side of the bridge, just like Fang Senyan.

However, this joke was a bit too much. Fang Senyan's *kou* (mouth) held the powerful divine weapon, the West. With Fang Senyan's brute strength, breaking rocks was as easy as crushing tofu. But even if the tips of these wooden spears were sharpened, they couldn't compare to the hardness of the rocky ruins. To Fang Senyan's astonishment, Mbenga's spear thrust effortlessly into the rock on the side of the bridge, seemingly sinking at least two or three *chi* (a unit of length).

"Lou Kao, could it be that Mbenga has cultivated an indestructible *xx douqi* (battle energy)? Has he reached the stage of creating a spear芒 (spear energy)? Is this actually a xuanhuan (fantasy) or xianxia (immortal hero) novel?" As Fang Senyan gaped in surprise, he saw Mbenga use the force of the thrust to swing around like a gymnast, suddenly lunging forward.

As his body was about to fall, the spear in his other hand flashed and pierced into the rock on the side of the bridge again.

The two mature Infected bodies were fearless. Of course, they weren't idiotic enough to jump straight into the abyss. Instead, they stepped onto the wide-open road of the long bridge. But just as they ran five or six meters forward on the bridge, two dazzlingly bright beams of concentrated sunlight swept over in quick succession. The first beam tore them into burning pieces, and the second beam ignited them into dust that vanished into the world with a gust of wind.

At this time, Fang Senyan also discovered Mbenga's secret... The fact that the spear could easily pierce the rock on the side of the bridge had nothing to do with strength or *douqi*! It was worthless. When building the long bridge, the craftsmen had left cup-sized holes every two meters on both sides of the bridge, with some camouflage. People wouldn't notice them unless they knew in advance.

No wonder this guy could pierce rocks with a wooden spear as if it were tofu.

Soon, Mbenga reached the middle of the bridge and ran straight to Fang Senyan's side. He bent over with his back to him, gesturing frantically with a worried expression. Clearly, there wasn't much time left to cross the bridge, and he planned to carry Fang Senyan across.

Fang Senyan hesitated. To be honest, it was a little beyond him to imitate Mbenga's way of crossing the bridge. First, he wasn't familiar with the location of the holes in the bridge, and he wasn't necessarily skilled in using the spears. Most importantly, Fang Senyan only had one arm at this time, which made the risk too great.

Fang Senyan casually picked up the spear Mbenga had brought and twisted it with a little force, discovering that the material of the spear was specially made and very tough. It could easily bear the weight of two people. He decisively lay on Mbenga's back, and the two set off again.

This time, Mbenga was clearly not as composed as before. The muscles on his arms trembled non-stop, twitching incessantly. But he managed to reach the core area on the opposite bank before sunset. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he collapsed, almost exhausted. He gasped for breath, taking a few big gulps of wine, and looked like he didn't want to move even a toe.

Fang Senyan was even more worried that he would get another prompt as soon as he arrived here: You have arrived at the ultimate secret area of the hidden world, and the price will continue to rise to 50,000 Universal Points per hour...

Fortunately, it seemed that the Nightmare Space hadn't gone too far. This worry was unnecessary, and the space still maintained the price of 10,000 Universal Points per hour. Even so, Fang Senyan still felt extremely pained.

After Mbenga had mostly recovered, he panted and got up. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound behind him. He looked up and saw that the blood-red setting sun had softened into a red duck egg yolk, quietly sinking into half of the clouds. The entire half of the sky behind them was filled with churning dark clouds, and it looked like the sun wasn't planning to come out again. The two statues holding the magnifying glass on the distant platform had also shrunk back behind the stone platform with the sunset.

More importantly, as soon as the statues returned, hollow tubes rose up immediately on the section of the long bridge that Fang Senyan and he had just crossed, and then began to release bursts of indescribable smoke that gathered densely together, seemingly impossible to be dispersed by the wind.

Before long, the long bridge was completely submerged in the billowing smoke, which looked quite similar to the sea of clouds seen on famous mountains... The only difference was that the sea of clouds was a mass of cotton white, while the smoke here was similar to the sewage of the Dubaiya Great Marsh, revealing a thrilling *zhu*, as if it were the color of human blood congealed into clumps!

At this time, Fang Senyan immediately understood that the reason why the rocks on the long bridge had a shiny luster was probably to avoid being corroded by this cloud of smoke. He carefully walked to the edge of the bridge and picked up a stone without that layer of oil and threw it into the dense, surging smoke, and then...

There was no then!

Logically speaking, the stone should have fallen downwards through the cloud due to gravity, but in Fang Senyan's eyes, the bowl-sized stone silently disappeared, as if there were countless hungry giant mouths in the cloud, frantically devouring anything that dared to invade!

Even stones were corroded so quickly, let alone flesh and blood?

Fang Senyan knew very well that even if his physical strength was high and his talent was amazing, he could not compare with the hard granite here, so if he was touched by that cloud of mist, he would die very quickly. It would be impossible to leave a complete corpse.

It seemed that things were indeed as he had guessed before. Trying to pass the test of sunlight still had a chance to enter, but if you didn't accept the test, you wouldn't be given even the slightest chance to enter!

At this time, Fang Senyan looked at Mbenga again, but found that the striking blood-red scar on his forehead had strangely faded. It was originally two fingers wide and three or four inches long, but now it had shrunk to one finger wide and two inches long. However, his eyes were still honest and straightforward, and there was not much change from before.

Fang Senyan smelled a strong, pungent bloody smell on his body, but he didn't see anything between them. He couldn't help but ask, "What about the ears of those people you killed?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Mbenga's whole body suddenly stiffened. He lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice after a long time: "Kill, kill, kill, kill!! Revenge, I want revenge, revenge!!"

As he spoke, he began to gesture wildly with his hands, waving the spear. Fang Senyan hurriedly hugged him. Who knew if there was any poison smeared on the tip of the spear that might accidentally hurt him? He heard Mbenga panting and constantly reciting a word: "Gulga! Gulga!!!" With great difficulty, Mbenga returned to normal. Fang Senyan didn't dare to give him rum, after all, both of them still had the modified potion on their bodies. It should be useful, and if a big boss was attracted by the rum, there would be no escape!

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Fang Senyan was now standing next to the huge bonfire.

Yes, it was the bonfire that he had previously overlooked, and the huge bonfire mentioned in Bernard Fokke's nautical log.

This undoubtedly meant that he was quite close to the "Stairway to the Sun."

The sky darkened extremely quickly, and it seemed to dim directly in an instant. Obviously, this place was the forbidden area of the Dubaiya people, and no one could enter unless it was on extremely important days. Therefore, Bernard Fokke and his party could safely rest overnight next to this huge bonfire.

Fang Senyan did not spend any energy trying to figure out how they broke in here back then, but at this time Fang Senyan was certain that the obstacles and difficulties faced by both Bernard Fokke and Little Fokke were much smaller than his! At least the Dubaiya people at that time firmly controlled the ruins of this former kingdom, and they, who had been in peace for a long time, must have been lax in their defense.

Fang Senyan checked this huge bonfire, which covered at least thirty or forty square meters. One could imagine the spectacular sight of it being filled and lit. It was estimated that the dazzling light could tear through the thick fog covering the Dubaiya Great Marsh, causing people within thousands of kilometers to look up and worship! .