The moment Jianglu landed, he also felt that something was wrong.
However, his body was unable to escape the gravity. He fell straight down, and his legs were instantly sucked in. In an instant, the quicksand had reached his waist. This was a rare trap in the tomb. It was a quicksand formation. It was not big, but it would quickly drown him if he fell in.
Then, his mouth and nose were covered by yellow sand, and he could not breathe. Finally, he died.
"What the f * ck is this? Streamer, come up quickly.”
"Quicksand? That's not right. Isn't this something that can only be seen in the desert?”
"A trap? But why is it at the exit? Didn't the streamer say that it was the escape passage for the craftsmen? Why is there such a trap at the bottom of this passage?”
"Look, the streamer is already halfway into it.”
"Quickly climb up."
"I think the host is dead. What's there to be afraid of? There's no place to borrow strength at all. It's a pity that the host's mahogany sword is also destroyed. Otherwise, if he pulled it out, he might have a chance to come up.”
"There's no hope."
Jianglu's chest was also heaving up and down violently, not because of fear, but because of the endless pressure around him. He had to take a deep breath, but he couldn't move.
The more he struggled, the faster he would fall, so Jianglu told himself to calm down.
He had to think of a way.
There was no place to pull it up, so there was no need to pull it up with a rope. The person who set up the trap should have thought of this.
Looking at the range of the Quicksand Array, it was a full three meters. Fortunately, Jianglu didn't jump to the middle at once. If he did, there would be no way out. He looked at the distance of about one meter from the edge, but his arm couldn't reach it.
He could only rely on external objects.
The things at hand, guns, gold talismans, clothes, and talismans were not allowed.
Yes, he also had a weapon-the Soul Devouring Scythe!
Clang!
While the live broadcast room was quarreling endlessly, a two-meter long scythe instantly appeared in Jianglu's hand. It was dark brown in color, giving people an endless sense of mystery. Even with the clarity of the live broadcast room, it still felt like there was a layer of fog on it.
The blade of the scythe emitted a faint light, as if it wanted to cut through everything in the netherworld!
Every time he looked at it, it was as if his soul was about to be absorbed.
The Soul Devourer Scythe had appeared for the first time in this world!
The moment Jianglu took it out, the Soul-Devouring Scythe was like his arm. It instantly swung out, and the top of the sickle instantly smashed onto the ground. The incomparably solid stone was pierced by the Soul-Devouring Scythe like tofu.
Jianglu's figure also immediately stopped. Although there was still a suction force, his arms holding the Soul Devouring Scythe were enough to escape.
The rest of the time was boring. It was not that Jianglu could pull him out directly. His legs were tightly attached to the bottom. He could only pull his legs out first and then slowly climb out. It was impossible to be like in the novel, where he could easily come out with one hand.
When Jiang Liu came out, he had almost used up all his strength. His entire body was limp as he leaned against the wall. He looked at the livestream and smiled bitterly. He did not expect to almost lose his life as soon as he entered.
"Everyone should have seen the situation just now. This new place is undoubtedly much more dangerous than the previous one. That tomb is very small, so small that it can be finished in a few hours. I don't know how long it will take for me to walk through this one, but I know that if I'm careless, I will really die here.”
"The Quicksand Formation just now was probably just a warning.”
As soon as Jianglu's voice fell, the live broadcast room was also filled with bullet comments. Most of them were more interested in the weapon in Jianglu's hand.
"Streamer, the sickle in your hand is so cool. Where did you buy it?”
"F * ck, streamer, this is a natural cosplay. Reaper's Scythe, silver mask, but the clothes are a little ugly.”
"Haha, I would like to know why there is such a trap at the entrance.”
"That's right. Didn't those craftsmen think of this when they fled? I accidentally died here."
Jianglu leaned against the wall, shaking the sand on his legs. The clothes given by the system were not bad. In fact, such clothes only cost one point. Jianglu was also prepared to find a place to rest and change into them. However, seeing the doubts in the live broadcast room, he explained while resting.
"You should know how to maintain such a Quicksand Formation for 1,000 years without being damaged. How many people will die in it? The number of bones inside is probably countless. I once read a book that said that for every meter of width of such a Quicksand Formation, 100 people will die.”
" And the one in front of you is more than three meters long. I'm afraid hundreds of people will die to fill the pit. You might think that I'm not making a draft, and hundreds of people will fill this place, but the lives of hundreds of people in ancient times are really not worth mentioning to the importance of this trap.”
"And the hole I just came out of must have been left behind by the craftsman who made the Quicksand Formation. In ancient times, this trap was called a small hell. Ordinary people did not have the courage to make it, so the owner of this tomb should be a big shot.”
Hearing Jianglu say this, many people understood and cursed the tomb owner.
Meanwhile, in the Law Enforcement Bureau, Chen Zhengnan, who was sending bullet comments, was interrupted by a sudden report. Then, he saw someone appear in the room.
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