The end game [Zhongyingmei]

Although it was quite embarrassing to pull Tony's skirt, but fortunately, after the Valley of Tears, there were no other emergencies.

Entering the forest from the end of the gravel road, Mephisto and his party walked for less than 10 minutes, and finally returned to the dilapidated square, standing in front of the unusual statue of a girl dripping with black mud and tears.

"Um………"

Tony groaned, couldn't help squatting down, and touched the dried black liquid with his fingertips.

Unlike the time of Little Fairy, Mephisto and these black mud monsters did indeed have some influence on the buildings in the Valley of Tears.

There were still traces of battle on the ground, and the puddle where the black mud monster was mixed with her tea was now completely dry, and the grass was faintly green in the sun, like highly rotten blood.

After seeing the traces on the ground, Tony still didn't rush to make a conclusion, but raised his head and looked at the part of the girl statue where black mud and tears were constantly oozing.

"I need to go up and see."

He finally said.

The statue of the girl is three or four stories high. Natasha and Mephisto exchanged glances and walked over to serve as a ladder on the first floor, while Captain America was on the second floor.

Iron Man was firmly lifted up, grabbing the girl's copper hands.

"I'm fine." He announced.

"..."

Captain America on the second floor heard his voice and glanced up subconsciously.

The blond man seemed to have bumped into something strange unexpectedly, and once again put out a mask of pain, his handsome face distorted into bitter hatred, and quite simply took the initiative to disband the finger ladder.

Mephisto looked at the handsome face even though it was distorted, and couldn't help but look up with him, studying what Captain America saw.

"........."

Will the originally bright colors become more vivid when they are turned against the light?

Mephisto silently moved away from staring at Iron Man's underpants, patted the ashes in his hands, looked up at the edge of the skirt with his less hot eyes, ignoring the corner of his own eyes.

Seeing that Iron Man hung his arms on the edge of the statue, he took a deep breath, and then he exerted all his strength and did a quite crooked pull-up.

"........."

Although the action made people feel a little nervous, Tony succeeded in sending himself up.

Iron Man's brown head disappeared from view along with his candy-colored skirt, and there was no movement for a split second.

Even so, Sisley, who was clad in rose skin, could still hear his active heartbeat, so she didn't panic too much, and just waited quietly with her arms folded.

It was almost the same as her estimate, and after counting forty or fifty sheep, Iron Man's brown head poked out again.

"There's something in here, you should all come up and take a look."

Tony tilted his head, pressed himself against the edge of the palm of the statue, and said cautiously.

After saying this, the brown head disappeared, replaced by a hanging arm.

There are beautiful blue veins on the back of Iron Man's hands, floating like waves with his movements.However, that hand quickly turned over and flexibly hooked its fingers towards them.

————It is very similar to the hand gestures that humans would make to dogs, so it is quite unpopular.

"Natasha."

Captain America took the initiative to walk to the side of the statue, signaling that he would take the lead, so Mephisto held the hand of the red-haired female agent again, and set up a human ladder with her.

With the help of this thrust, the blond man grabbed the edge of the girl statue's palm in the air with one hand, and rolled it up steadily.

"Next is you."

After Steve's figure disappeared, Natasha turned to Mephisto and said unquestionably.

Even if he could climb up the statue with his own strength alone, Mephisto naturally had no reason to be unsympathetic to her.

"Thank you," she whispered.

Black Widow crossed her fingertips, motioning for her to come up quickly, Mephisto just stepped on firmly, when she was pushed to a corner where something was clinging to by the red-haired female agent.

A strong and warm hand immediately grabbed her arm, pulling Mephisto vertically upwards.

In a short period of time, Sisley, who was wearing rose skin, glanced back, just in time to see Captain America's arm stretching every line, and even his shirt was bulging.

The blond man effortlessly dragged Mephisto to a safe area above the statue, and arranged it in the same area as Tony Stark, who was fishing above.Then he turned his gaze to Natasha at the bottom.

"Natasha!" he called loudly.

"1 minutes."

The woman's answer was also rather curt.

The red-haired female agent took a few steps back, accelerated her run-up, and jumped onto the statue fiercely. The heels of her high heels were firmly stuck in the tiny gaps in the statue, maintaining a certain gravity-defying balance.

With this movement, the sunlight passed through the shadow of the forest and shone on her fluttering red hair, gorgeous and sassy.

Mephisto: ! ! !

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Even so, Sleeping Beauty's fluffy blue dress greatly limits the flexibility of Black Widow. Sisley in rose skin is considering whether to bring Natasha up with a ribbon of desire, when she sees Captain America untie it. up red cloak.

Wrapping the corner of the cloak around his wrist a few times, he bent down and swung the side with the cloak tie towards his teammates.

When the fluttering red ribbon cut through the air, Natasha moved.

The red-haired female agent took off lightly on the spot, and desperately grabbed the red ribbon.

This is a classic counterexample of falling in embarrassment immediately in reality, because the fragile fabric cannot bear the weight of a grown woman.

————But this is Sisley's "Wonderland".

Among the many conditions, there are always some that seem to be positive information for the intruder, and some that seem to be positive information.

For example, at this moment, since Little Red Riding Hood does not take off her red cloak throughout the story, when these conditions act on Captain America, it is equivalent to imposing two "orders".

Rule [-]: The red cloak cannot be fully removed.

Rule [-]: The red cloak cannot be broken.

The red cloak will always be new, clean, brightly colored, and even if the weight of a grown woman is unscientifically draped over it, the thin ribbon will remain undamaged.

Making sure her teammate grabbed the other end of the ribbon, Captain America stood still and pulled the red cloak calmly toward him; Natasha herself was climbing, the satin smooth, but in her hands it was so steady that it seemed to be rubbed on. Non-slip powder.

When she moved to the edge of the girl's palm, Natasha loosened the red ribbon, jumped forward, and made a beautiful roll on the small copper arm.

Mephisto's eyes followed her, looking at the slightly polished part of the statue's edge.

"So, what is it that you want us to see?"

This was the first sentence Natasha asked after coming up.

Except for the big beauty Rose, the other three people didn't notice at all, they had polished a small side of the statue of the girl in various ways.

This situation is very similar to the classic scene that will be seen in all major tourist attractions: on a certain famous statue, only one piece is unnaturally bright, as if it has been highlighted by the people.

"........."

Mephisto laughed loudly in his heart, but he didn't show anything on the surface, listening to them indifferently.

"Look here," Tony said, "do you see anything?"

He pointed to the blurred face of the statue of the girl, especially on the notch of the statue's half-closed pupils, the void circled twice.

Captain America and Mephisto shook their heads honestly, only Natasha stared at the statue's pupils for a while, and asked suddenly.

"Is this the mechanism knob?"

"Bingo." Tony snapped his fingers satisfied with the answer, "Look carefully, there are quite a lot of unnecessary scratches on this statue, isn't it? Some of them are completely unnecessary in my opinion. It's not the artist making the concave style. So—"

Iron Man stopped here and turned to look at his teammates.

"are you ready?"

Before he could answer, he had already slammed down the switch that looked like two ancient coins.

There was a second of silence in the air.

"........."

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Before Iron Man could start to feel embarrassed, the statue under their feet began to creak and move, proving his point with the momentum of coming from behind.

Mephisto was secretly preparing for the battle, and the left and right sides of her were also watching the statue of the girl vigilantly, posing a rather sophisticated defensive posture.

"Wow……"

Tony managed to stand still, and when the vibration of the statue ended, he looked at the results of the two knobs with half wonder and half disgust.

The lower part of the girl statue's head disappeared, replaced by a dark corridor, that is, the upper part is still the pair of sad beautiful eyes, and the lower part has become the Gap Girl in urban legend.

"Is this where the slime comes from?"

Captain America couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Probably yes."

Iron Man nodded.

Stones were thrown into the passage, but there was no echo, and there was too much slime in it to prevent the sound from reflecting back.

"I'll go down first."

Mephisto suddenly spoke up.

The blonde's gaze remained cold, as if she hadn't just asked to take the biggest risk.She walked to the side of the aisle, slowly poked her legs into it, closed her long skirt, and slid down.

The passage was deep and narrow, and there was some disgusting mucus inside, dripping down continuously, causing everyone to be silenced.

It was okay at first, but the passage began to become narrower and narrower, until in the end, it was only possible for Sisley, who was covered in rose skin, to slide down in a completely flat posture.

When he couldn't move, Mephisto also had a lot of bad guesses in his heart.

Her shoulders, head, and arms all bumped against the inner wall of the passage in a rather difficult posture. There was no voice from her companions, only the sound of water in silence.

"........."

In the darkness, Sisley, who was clad in rose skin, heard her gradually rapid breathing.

Knowing that it wouldn't work, she still opened her eyes hopelessly, bit her lower lip with her teeth and grinded them hard.

After a few more seconds, Mephisto took out the shrunken mushroom from the ribbon of desire with difficulty, and lightly gnawed off the crescent-sized side on it, giving himself some room to move.

The past scene flashed before his eyes inch by inch, and was swung away by Mephistopheles forcefully.

In those sleepless nights with moonlight, Sisleys often have to confirm the breathing of another self, and then lightly touch the body with the same mind as their own.

Until I really touched the warmth of the opponent's limbs, and felt a lively heart beating peacefully under the palm of my hand.

As his body shrank, Mephisto tried to close his eyes and counted his breaths in his heart.

Fear magnifies all senses, so when the first ray of light appeared on her eyelids, the rose beauty immediately opened her eyes.

Five meters - three meters - one meter.

The bet is won, the agency does have an exit.

And they are about to come to the other side of the tunnel.