182nd Five Shadows

Obviously, if he has shackles on his feet, it means that the warrior should be a prisoner.

However, I am even more surprised by the prisoner's ability to fight the brown bear with flints and strangle it with bare hands, which is not what ordinary people can do.

However, no matter how good the warrior is, now more than a dozen beasts surround him at the same time, and he can't fight it anyway.

I sweated for this warrior, not only because he looks exactly like me, but also because his skills are really admirable.

It was too late. In a few seconds, a Siberian tiger more than half a meter tall rushed to the warrior with great momentum.

However, the warrior's body escaped the blow, and then swayed the shield in his hand and hit the tiger's head.

The tiger was about to fight back, but his whole neck was shrank back by the oncoming shield, and he was stunned for a moment.

The warrior took advantage of the victory and chased. He swayed his shield and smashed it down continuously. In an instant, the tiger was smashed and bleed his nose and lay down.

I was extremely surprised. I said that this guy was more fierce than Wu Song, and he killed such a fierce tiger in three or two strokes.

At this time, a brown bear and a white wolf rushed to the warrior left and right.

The warrior's face was covered with tiger's blood, and he looked particularly ferocious when he looked up.

The spear in his hand took off his hand and flew out in an instant. He nailed the flying white wolf to the ground, and he couldn't survive.

Then he swung his fist and shield and smashed his head and face at the brown bear.

Brown and red were smashed by him and retreated repeatedly, screaming and retreating.

But at this time, three other Siberian tigers and a black rhinoceros rushed over at the same time.

The warrior shouted to the sky, punched and kicked the brown bear down, then raised the brown bear's huge body with both hands, threw it at the three Siberian tigers, and temporarily forced the opponent back.

But by this time, the black rhinoceros had also rushed to a distance of less than a meter away from him. The sharp one-horn with black light was like a sharp sword that could pierce anything.

Seeing that the rhinoceros was coming fiercely, the warrior had no choice but to meet the iron shield in his hand.

At this time, there was only a bang, the iron shield was hit by the rhino's one-horn, and the warrior was also pushed out by the huge impact and fell to the ground.

At this time, all the remaining beasts around him rushed up and tore the warrior's body with their sharp teeth and claws.

I said in my heart that this is over, and this warrior will definitely die.

But at this time, these images in front of me disappeared in an instant.

I woke up like a dream and looked around and found that this was indeed just an illusion created by natural phenomena, recording what happened here a thousand years ago.

But this matter has no end, and I don't know what's wrong with the warrior in the end.

I hope that the content recorded by the magnetic field here can interpret the following story for me, but after waiting for a long time, the empty Colosseum has returned to its original silence.

I looked at the broken shield in my hand with some disappointment. That should be the side used by the warriors, but it was finally abandoned here.

I looked at the broken shield and was distracted. It took me a long time to recover, walked back to the metal sphere in the middle of the square, and continued to dig down.

Then I found that the shape of this thing seems to be a bit like the shape of a pot lid.

The round ball I dug out before is actually the handle on the lid of the pot, but the area below is getting larger and larger.

I dug out a square meter of space under my feet and found that the whole thing was buried under the sand. I don't know how big it is.

I kind of want to give up digging. I feel that this is a joke made by the person who left footprints to me,

Maybe the part buried in the ground is half the size of the Colosseum. If that's the case, I won't dig it out for a week.

After thinking about it, I stood up, clapped the dirt on my hands, and prepared to go elsewhere to see if there was any information about the warrior,

I have been walking towards the stand in front of me, because I have felt that there is something in the stand since the beginning.

Even after those illusions disappear, there seems to be something floating in the fog here.

When I got close, I was immediately shocked when I shone with a flashlight.

Because when the light of the flashlight passed through the thin fog and showed me the scene in the stands, I saw five people in black sitting neatly on the chairs in the top row of the stands.

"Who...who!" I couldn't help asking, but my voice trembled a little.

The five graces did not answer me, but still sat straight there, but their clothes slowly fluttered.

I was so surprised that I couldn't help shining on the people in black with a flashlight.

This time I seemed to see their faces, very white, extremely bloodless, and their eyes were as big as my age, staring at my direction.

I was scared by this look and face. I knew that these five people were all living creatures, but I didn't know what they were, because they were too far away and foggy.

Anyway, I saw the bad eyes of those guys, and they certainly didn't welcome me very much.

So I took two steps back and said, "No... I'm sorry to bother you. I'm just passing by and leaving here now."

After saying that, I turned off the flashlight and turned my face back, thinking that no matter whether you are ghosts or gods, I won't mess with them.

But I didn't take a few steps, but I heard a sound of pulling in the stands behind me.

I looked back in surprise, but saw that the five shadows seemed to be gone.

I turned on the flashlight and took a picture again. Sure enough, I found that there was nothing in the stands.

My heart sank down and looked around with a flashlight. I wanted to know where all these things had gone, but I got nothing.

Just as I gave up and walked through the passage when I was going back and forth, the sound of "sw...sw" suddenly came to my ear.

I heard that this seems to be the sound of breathing, and it is the kind of sound that only comes out when you are about to die of difficulty breathing.

If you want to describe it, it is a sound that exites more than inlet.

I frowned and suddenly got goose bumps all over my body.

However, as I thought, I quickly found a string of blood stains on the ground, which were very fresh, because I smelled the warmth in the blood.

The string of blood stains on the ground extends to the passage when I came, and I seem to see something gently shaking on the ground.

Although I was still very scared, I still walked over quickly.

Then I saw a man in a fur vest, covering his neck and twitching on the ground.

Yin Hong's blood came out of this person's fingers, and he couldn't stop.

Obviously, this man has reached the last moment of his life. When I walked over, he had stopped twitching and died.

I squatted down and looked at the man's face, and then my heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

Because I know this person, he is a fisherman in the village. When the village head sailed us in the morning, this person was also on the boat. He may be a deputy of the village head.

I touched his face and it gradually became cold, so I sighed and closed his open eyes.

After carefully observing the injury on this person, I found that his legs and leg bones were broken, and some elderly sharp-toothed animal asked for a piece of meat on his neck, causing him to bleed to death.

And from the phenomenon of broken leg bone, this person is likely to fall from the sky.

So I looked at the sky and saw that the sky surrounded by the high wall of the Colosseum was oval, covered with white fog, and I couldn't see the original appearance of the sky.

But although the sky is not pure, I still haven't found a huge shadow like a bird.

After staying in place for a while, I knew that I could no longer waste time. Maybe Liang Qian and others encountered the same danger.

I think I have to go to the top of the Colosseum.

So I looked around and found that although the wall inside the Colosseum is high, there is a place to lead to the stands, but this ladder is surrounded by iron cages all the way, which may have allowed the audience to observe beasts or prisoners closely.

So I took three steps and two steps and quickly ran over there.

I climbed up the stairs to the stand, and I quickly came to the back of the highest seat, then climbed up the wall along the seat and climbed to the highest part of the whole Colosseum.

Looking down, the interior of the Colosseum has been shrouded in thick fog, but looking up at the sky, nothing else was found.

Just when I thought I was about to get nothing, suddenly, I heard the conversation between the two people, not far above my head.

They seem to speak Russian, but it's much more complicated than Russian. I don't understand a word.

And I don't have time to listen now, because I'm already standing at the top of the Colosseum, but there are people's voices overhead, which is really strange.

At this time, out of a normal human reaction, I looked up at the top of my head and found that there was nothing on my head.

And the voice also passed overhead, went away a few seconds later, and then quickly disappeared.

This feeling is like a car with music running quickly in front of you, so that you can't catch it when you want to catch it.

The wind was strong on the wall of the Colosseum, and a sea breeze blew. I almost couldn't stand still and hurriedly stabilized myself.

At this time, I glanced at the street outside the Colosseum and found that a soybean-sized light spot seemed to light up on a street not far away.

The light spot is as contagious and slowly spreads out, causing more yellow spots to appear around, which is very magical.

Looking at the increasing number of small yellow lights on the island, I immediately thought of what happened when I came to the island with Andrea a few months ago, but I didn't expect this kind of encounter to happen again.

I never thought that the long-lost city of Durban is brightly lit at night.