They had successfully passed the first level of the dungeon, but the second level seemed to be similar to the previous level.
Moreover, the strange smell that Flail Awn smelled in the corridor was not an illusion, it was the smell of fire.
What they were facing now was related to fire.
The level in front of them was like a bridge in a dead end, the cliff-like road ahead was boiling magma, Flail Awn only took a glance and was almost cooked by the high temperature.
On the other hand, Gadros was very calm, Flail Awn was sure that Gadros liked this harsh magma environment very much.
The way back was completely blocked, the way forward was also very subtle, there was a long bridge that could only allow one person to pass over the magma, looking from afar, it was almost impossible to see the end.
So, this time, the two of them still had to walk one after the other, and if they were not careful, they would lose their lives in the magma.
Gadros stared at the magma under the cliff for a while, then reached out and threw Flail Awn onto the long bridge, he was one step behind her.
Flail Awn steadied herself and looked back at Gadros with a complicated expression.
Was he doing this in the hope that she would be able to take measures in time when the next danger came?
"Why aren't you moving?" Gadros said.
Flail Awn thought about it, and did not argue, she turned her head and took a step forward.
After walking back and forth for a while, Flail Awn looked forward, trying to ignore the person behind her, and said awkwardly, "You don't seem that bad."
She did not know if the person behind her heard it, but he did not respond to her.
Flail Awn did not care, anyway, she had said what she needed to say, she had expressed her attitude, after this time, she would not always target Gadros.
She had always been clear about love and hate, good was good, bad was bad, she was biased towards whoever was good to her, and she would not be nice to whoever was not good to her.
Gadros looked up at the back of her head. The girl's silver-white hair was slightly fluttering due to the high temperature, occasionally revealing a small piece of white flesh on the back of her neck. It was like a flash in the pan, and in the blink of an eye, a few strands of white hair covered the back of her head.
The two hands that were forcefully wrapped together by the bandages had no choice but to stick to each other for convenience. Gadros glanced at them. Flail Awn's wrist was very slender, and after being wrapped by the bandages, it became even more fragile and easy to break.
At this moment, as long as Gadros raised his other hand, he would be able to easily break her wrist and regain his freedom.
However, he only frowned slightly and said casually, "Push your hair to the front."
"Why?" Flail Awn turned around.
"An eyesore," Gadros said concisely.
When he said that she was an eyesore, he really meant it in a physical sense because Flail Awn's hair was very long, and when the high temperature lifted her hair, the ends of her hair seemed to float to the tip of his nose, and he could not pull away, so he was annoyed to be constantly harassed like this.
However, there were simply too many misunderstandings between Jia Mang and him. When she heard what Cattelos said, she simply treated it as if he was mocking her again.
Gadros, who was ignored so calmly, was very unhappy. The tip of his nose was tickled by the white hair again, and an unknown itch gradually gathered at his fingertips.
Thus, before his brain could send out orders, his fingers had already unconsciously brushed past the back of Flail Awn's neck, gently holding her flowing long hair.
The sudden touch of her hair shocked Flail Awn. She widened her eyes and turned her head, and her long hair gently slid out of Gadros's hand with her movement.
Caught off guard, both of them were slightly stunned when their eyes met.
The corner of Flail Awn's mouth moved, and just as she was about to say something, her pupils suddenly shrank.
"Bridge!"
Before he finished speaking, the bridge behind them was already collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye. A large number of fragments fell into the magma below, and before they could even let out a sorrowful cry, they were swallowed up by the excited magma in one gulp.
Flail Awn did not waste any more time, she turned around and began to run, but in this position, the speed of the two of them running was not considered fast.
Seeing that the collapse was about to reach their feet, Gadros stopped in his tracks, grabbed Flail Awn's back, hooked her knees, and smoothly carried her horizontally. Just as the tip of her feet was suspended in the air, the long bridge had already collapsed to the position under their feet.
Although the long bridge collapsed quickly, it was still not as fast as Gadros's speed. Even if he was carrying someone in his arms, he still rushed to the end of the bridge before it completely collapsed.
Flail Awn's feet landed on the ground, and before she could take a deep breath, she heard a crack, and the faint sound of something breaking could be heard.
She blinked unconsciously, as if some kind of slow-motion camera suddenly attacked her. Her eyelids slowly lifted, but Gadros's figure gradually lowered.
In an instant, the piece of land Gadros stepped on shattered into pieces, and he, who had lost his support, fell straight into the boiling magma without a change in his expression.
"Gadros —!"
Flail Awn almost immediately retracted her arm, the girl's arm was particularly thin and weak, supporting the man's weight, a few hideous veins appeared on her fair skin, and the bandage wrapped around her wrist was pulled to the extreme under the gravity.
At this moment, she was extremely glad that this kind of bandage could not be broken no matter what.
Flail Awn looked down at Gadros under the cliff, and because of the pull of gravity, her face was red, but her eyes were clear and firm.
"I'll pull you up!"
Gadros did not say a word, only looking at her with a subtle expression.
The temperature of the magma was still rising, and Gadros's clothes and scarf were as if they were being blown by a strong wind, wantonly and irregularly fluttering.
From Gadros's point of view, Flail Awn's fringe had already drifted to the point where it could not find its home, and the black diagonal lines on her left cheekbone became darker, as if she had fallen into ink and rolled around fiercely.
Her scarlet eyes had changed from the usual coldness, and two balls of heat reflected in the magma, sparkling silently.
Gadros's heart moved slightly, and his pupils unconsciously widened until they engulfed the girl's face in front of him.
Then —
Pa!
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