Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

This place is almost the deepest part of the Elsop Swamp. The fact that "Storm" Wilt, "Barbarian" Wodehouse, "Overalls" Joaquin and others were able to make it all the way here despite being injured and being chased, their tenacious vitality is simply awe-inspiring.

"Yes, it should be just ahead." Rich Burke said after looking around.

"It's very dangerous ahead. I may not be able to protect you. Do you want to continue following or wait here?" Zhou Ning asked several players.

"We are not afraid, let's go in together!" XB, Jinse, Shuidi Chenxing and others looked at each other and said.

Are you kidding? I have already completed the task here. How can I be called a professional player if I give up halfway?

The road ahead was overgrown with weeds, and there were small barefoot footprints everywhere on the natural path. It was obviously the place where swamp pygmies lived. Everywhere you looked, you could see the shadowy thatched huts.

"The settlement of swamp pygmies is just ahead. During our last exploration, we discovered a path on the right that bypasses these buildings. We would only encounter scattered swamp pygmies. Considering that Wilt and Joaquin were both seriously injured at the time, it would be impossible for them to fight with this group of swamp pygmies for too long. Perhaps we can find the cave where the treasure is hidden by following this path." Rich Burke said in a low voice.

Considering Rich Burke's previous experience of being kidnapped and nearly killed by the swamp pygmies, there was no doubt that the road ahead would be filled with enemies. Zhou Ning nodded indifferently and followed the compass to the right. He soon ascended a hill, skirted the pygmy buildings, and entered a very dark swamp.

The life elements here are not as strong as outside. The light is very dim. The black weeds on the ground are extremely lush, even more than a person tall. There are potholes and puddles everywhere. Occasionally, you can see white bones that have been eaten clean among the weeds.

"This place looks kind of scary!"

Several players followed Zhou Ning, carefully avoiding the bones on the ground, fearing that they would suddenly come back to life and crawl out of the body. In the dark swamp, unknown dangers were lurking everywhere.

To them, the monsters here are too advanced and they can be killed instantly at any time. They can only change from being unrestrained at the beginning to being wretched now, feeling both painful and happy.

Tall totems stand among the grass, painted with distorted words and icons of bows and arrows piercing the sun.

"This is the writing of the ancient Modoric people. They worshipped the goddess of wind and hunting, a belief rooted in the elves'. According to ancient Modoric legend, there were once three suns in the sky, scorching the earth and killing only one in ten living things. It was the goddess of hunting who shot down two of the suns with her bow and arrow, allowing life to continue. I personally believe this is just a pagan custom."

Jasmine had recovered from her weakness at some point and said weakly, "Also, you should stay away from these totem poles. Staying close to them will weaken you and strengthen the pygmies."

Does this sound a bit like Houyi shooting down the sun? Zhou Ning's gaze passed over the totems and into the distance. He keenly sensed movement about four hundred meters ahead. He immediately slowed his pace.

"Be careful, there is someone in front." Zhou Ning said softly.

Now no one would doubt what Zhou Ning said. They all slowed down their pace and quietly entered a clump of weeds. With the help of the sparse light between the weeds, they suddenly saw the light of a campfire coming from the distance.

A large group of naked, dark-skinned swamp pygmies were leaning against an altar on the mountainside, tinkling and playing instruments and dancing wildly. They must be performing a ritual, numbering over a hundred, with a rather tall totem pole erected behind them.

Most striking was the presence of a marsh pygmy wearing a crown of green feathers in the crowd, apparently their leader. Facing him was a full-length black mirror. Behind him, nestled in the mountain wall, lay a vast, deep cave. Black weeds lay flat at the entrance, and a white spiderweb seemed to seal the opening.

"Is this the cave?" Rich Burke asked softly.

"No." Zhou Ning shook his head. The compass needle in his hand was still moving, pointing to the southeast.

"What should we do? Should we go around it?" Rich Burke felt a little uneasy.

"Let's go around. Our main purpose this time is to find the treasures. There is no need to specifically clear out these swamp pygmies." Zhou Ning made a decision immediately. His soul told him that there was a deadly threat in this cave, and even approaching it would be fatal.

Zhou Ning led everyone around from the other side of the grass to the side of the mountain wall and quickly left the sacrificial site. Fortunately, the other party did not notice them.

But at this moment, Zhou Ning's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, pounding wildly, and a familiar feeling of oppression came over him, making him want to lower his head.

At the same time, he saw a huge spider shadow crawling out of the cave behind him. Its body was covered with densely packed compound eyes, and black threads were wriggling on both sides of its body, like threads of an unknown creature - that was the dark spider queen Matalita!

"Don't look back, run forward!" Zhou Ning said hurriedly.

But there was still a curious pirate who ignored the advice and turned his head back. His eyes immediately started bleeding, and he fell to the ground trembling all over, not breathing.

Even though the lower-level players didn't look back, they were still attacked by Martalita's aura and fell to the ground one after another and died.

The shadow of the Dark Spider Queen Matalita did not look this way. Zhou Ning could notice that the weeds around it quickly turned black, making a "hissing" sound, and it moved its eight legs towards the mirror and finally disappeared in the mirror.

Rich Burke and the others did not look back. They suppressed their trembling bodies and the urge to kneel down, and followed Zhou Ning to run away from here quickly and into the deeper part of the swamp.

After running for about five minutes, Zhou Ning's intuition told him that the previous danger had passed. He stopped, looked behind him, and exhaled:

"That spider shadow is an ancient god. You should have heard of it, the Dark Spider Mother Matalita."

"Ancient God..." Rich Burke was dumbfounded, nearly terrified. He'd actually seen an Ancient God with his own eyes? If he'd known there was an Ancient God here, he wouldn't have come here.

Zhou Ning ignored the shock of Rich Burke and the players who had returned from the zombie run. If he knew that he had shot at this ancient god, he would be so surprised.

Zhou Ning had heard from Richie Burke and Jasmine before that the ancient Modoric people had collectively become distorted because of their belief in a certain evil god. So this evil god should be the Dark Spider Mother Matalita. If he guessed correctly, the life-size black mirror was the passage to the lost elves' ancestral land. It was very likely that the real body of the Dark Spider Mother Matalita was sleeping in the cave just now.

In the field of mysticism, usually a coincidence can be described as a coincidence, but these coincidences one after another are definitely not normal. One's own destiny has been involved with this ancient god without knowing when.

By this time, the compass was shaking more and more violently, indicating that they were getting closer and closer to their destination. Turning back was obviously impossible at this point. After everyone calmed down, Zhou Ning pointed to the path ahead and said, "Go that way."