The blood in Mr. Crocodile's wound had not yet clotted, and the body was still warm, indicating that it had not been long since it died. However, Reina clearly felt that she had been trapped for several days. Horn could not have waited so long to act. Perhaps the space had swallowed her time.
There were no traces of fighting at the scene. Mr. Crocodile was not weak. Even if its wound had not healed and its physical state had not recovered, it could not have been easily killed.
This could only mean that it was either attacked by a sneak attack or by a trusted person.
There was no mistake. The murderer was definitely Horn!
In a huge building, Reina and Mr. Ball buried Mr. Crocodile with gravel as a grave. There were still some of Mr. Crocodile's precious jerky left in the camp.
The hungry Reina ate them all with tears in her eyes. She would never let Horn go. The jerky she ate would become her strength to avenge Mr. Crocodile.
But before that, she must restore her strength. She knew that Horn was strong, and she must be fully prepared.
"Mr. Ball."
"I'm here, little princess."
"I need your help …"
…
There were puddles everywhere in the wet temple. There was no connection to the outside world, and there was no wind.
A strange figure was reflected in the water. The person's face was covered by hair, his eyes were very sharp, and there was a black cloak behind him.
"Unbelievable. She actually managed to escape."
It was incredible. In a place where no magic could work, she actually had a way to escape. It proved that she still had some secrets.
Horn came to a pile of stones. He did not have to dig to know what was buried in the arched stones.
He squatted on a burned ground, wiped the black floor with his index finger, and looked at it in front of his eyes.
"She made a fire here. Well, about two hours ago."
He rubbed the blackened index finger with his thumb a few times to wipe off the carbon stains. Then he stood up, turned his head, and saw shallow black footprints on the ground. He went straight to a place.
Horn's eyes stared at the footprints. The world's best at tracking prey were hunters and explorers. As an experienced explorer, Horn could get a lot of information from a single footprint.
He touched his chin, and his eyes curved into a sly arc.
"Her strides are too small. I didn't expect this silly girl to play tricks. However, it won't be easy to trick me."
In some fairy tales, some clever animals would step on their own footprints in order to avoid being tracked by hunters. In fact, Horn had also encountered such a situation. The footprints he was tracking were suddenly cut off inexplicably, as if his prey had suddenly flown into the sky and burrowed into the earth.
The corner of Horn's mouth curved slightly. He had already noticed Reina's trick. She wanted to use the spherical machine to lure him away and buy time for her to escape.
No, that's not right. With her personality, she'd rather kill me.
In short, if one followed the obvious footprints, the last thing they would see would be the disappearing footprints. In this place full of puddles that could be washed away by water, it was normal for footprints to disappear halfway. If they followed the footprints, they would waste a lot of time.
Moreover, this was not the direction they had come from.
The little girl knew how dangerous this place was. If she wandered around, it might be even more dangerous. Moreover, she didn't have a protective cloak.
Therefore, there was a high chance that she would return the same way. Perhaps she was preparing a trap, or perhaps she was resting. Of course, there was also a low chance that she wanted to escape.
The last point was the most sensible, but Horn knew that she wouldn't choose this path.
"Don't blame my child. Humans are selfish."
Horn said in a low voice. Then he quickly ran along the original path … …
In front of a huge stone door, there was a bottomless abyss. Reina and the others had climbed up from below.
A spherical machine leaned against the door frame as if it was waiting for someone. There was even a long blade of grass in its mouth.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Mr. Ball said indifferently.
A strange figure appeared in the darkness. Horn walked out with a smile. The light shone on his hairy face, looking very strange.
"Where's your terrifying little master?"
He asked.
"She went down."
"As if."
Horn slowly opened his eyes and looked around. A gentle breeze flew out from his body and spread out in all directions.
Not here.
His eyes darkened.
I was fooled.
I might have underestimated the girl's intelligence. She actually guessed that I would "see through" her trick.
No!
She probably didn't think that far! I lied to myself!
But why is this mechanical ball here?
Just as Horn was thinking, a round shadow appeared in front of him.
Suddenly, Mr. Ball launched an attack at him, flying towards him like a cannonball.
Horn raised his head and stretched out his skinny right hand. Sand flew out from his palm like a splash of water. He actually blocked Mr. Ball's attack with one hand. He pressed down with the back of his hand and a ball of sand pressed Mr. Ball to the ground.
Bang!
Mr. Ball broke free, but he found that the other party had already disappeared.
"Damn!"
The other party didn't intend to interrogate Mr. Ball about Reina's whereabouts. He probably knew that Mr. Ball wouldn't reveal any information even if he died, so he wouldn't waste a second on Mr. Ball.
He turned back again. This time, he paid attention to his surroundings and quickly ran back to the hiding camp.
This wasted a lot of time. He even suspected that the other party might be hiding in the pile of stones. After destroying the grave, he found that there was only the crocodile's corpse inside.
"Cunning little rabbit."
Horn cursed under his breath and chased after the black footprints.
As he predicted, the footprints were cut off after a while, and they also passed through a small puddle.
Maybe she would hide in front.
He raised his head. The footprints disappeared in front of him. It was a very deep and huge corridor. There were numerous entrances on both sides. This was the entrance to a maze. It was difficult to get out after entering.
Horn gritted his teeth.
This was indeed a good place to hide. Unfortunately, there was only one exit here. If he kept guarding outside, he would be able to find a way out.
This was also impossible. He wouldn't waste so much time.
Horn bent down and knelt on one knee. His left hand grabbed his right wrist and pressed it to the floor.
"This will take a lot of time, but it's much faster than entering the maze to find her."
Magic power similar to sand was emitted from his hands. It sank into the ground and dispersed in all directions like waves on a lake.
However, after almost an hour, Horn suddenly opened his eyes.
"She's not here! What's going on! "
Suddenly, a voice came into his mind, "Idiot! What are you doing! She's on the top floor! Hurry up and catch her! "
Hearing this, Horn was shocked. He was the only one who knew the way to the top floor. How did that stinky girl find the way!
At this time, on the top floor full of treasures, a silver-haired girl was lying in gold and sleeping. And the pillow was a strange ancient pot. A map, no, a book with a detailed map of the ancient tower was placed on her belly. There were also some strange magic runes marked on the map.
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