Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Immortals Stroke My Top, and Grant Immortality
There is nothing wrong with Xing Jie's choice.
The road ahead is equally open and wide.
Although there were still a lot of bones and bone meal upon entering, there were still a lot of them compared to the second layer.
This is not a good sign.
Is it that the attackers are powerless and understaffed?
Or are the defenders exhausted and swept away by the attackers?
If the attacker is short of stamina, then there may be a large number of high-level combat creatures in front! If the defender has been completely defeated and is making the last resistance here, then the rear may be a mess.
A group of people followed the footprints on the ground, just like the team from decades ago, where they moved silently.
It's safe to follow the footprints, but it's really boring.
The loss of the 'surprise' that may appear at any time makes this group of people who are bent on making big discoveries feel a little dull.
"Jay, have you noticed that those footprints on the ground only go in, not come out?"
"There are two possibilities, either all of them die inside, or they just leave the other way. Don't forget that there used to be a sizable building at the top of the ruins, so you can imagine that you can connect up and down. It is understandable that they left the top in a panic after an enemy attack. โ
The person asking this question is careless.
The answer is also not to care.
Because it's so boring.
Xing Jie: They are all experienced and know a lot about combat creatures.
However, this is the first time I have encountered such a dilapidated ruin.
Whether it is nothing or a big profit, including Xing Jie, is actually very uncertain.
They are eager for change now, after all, if they go to the end so plainly and find that good things have been taken away many years ago, such an ending is something that everyone does not want to see.
Fortunately, this third stage only advanced more than 100 meters, and the originally neat footprints on the ground began to change significantly.
It's starting to get complicated.
It seems that the team that was marching silently must have encountered something.
I guess I heard the movement of the remaining combat creatures, right?
The footprints on the ground change.
From the beginning of the marching footsteps, it has become the kind of half-squatting and dragging traces when encountering the enemy.
After advancing some distance, Xing Jie and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.
The torn bones on the ground were clearly the same members of the Third Reich stormtroopers, and the MP40s thrown on the ground, the tattered dark gray military uniforms, and the scattered M24 grenades were unmistakably identified.
"Judging from the footprints, they should have encountered a guardian-type white ghost. Of course, the soldiers who were shattered to pieces could also indicate that the defending side had an evolved version of the Three-Eyed or the Angels who could use the horn. โ
"Since the ruins still have a guardian power, can it be said that the attacking side at that time completely failed in the end?"
"It's hard to say, because it's also very likely that the remaining defense mechanics will still work after the battle, like the Forbidden Mountain ruins, for example. In general, there are no more people to give us a trip to thunder, and the rest depends on our own luck. โ
Xing Jie said it very easily, and the others only had light in their eyes.
Speaking of luck, who can compare to Xing Jie's luck?
A relic that had been looted a long time ago in the original imagination has now turned around, and I have to say that this is really good news.
Because from the beginning to the present, this excavation can be said to be dull and boring, without the slightest danger at all. made this group of perverted maniacs panic in their hearts for a long time.
After hearing Xing Jie say this, everyone began to smile, then sat down on the spot and began to check their weapons and equipment.
Although Xing Jie is still uncertain, at least this passage has eliminated the power of the Third Reich back then.
And what if the defending side succeeds in the end?
As for why it was not renovated, what the builders of the ruins were thinking at that time is probably only known to the ghosts. You must know that there are many intact ruins that are also thrown away, such as the outpost site in Mexico, well, there are even a lot of battle creatures and small sacred trees left, so it doesn't mean that you don't want it? After all, the world of the local tyrants is far from being something that Xing Jie and his group of people who pick up rags can figure out!
Maybe they're perfectionists, right?
This battle may really be like a game, and since it has been won, then turn the page. Don't want the old map, and PK on the new map. For example, the ruins of Sanbei Mountain, so many high-end combat power have died, and in the end, they are not thrown there? Just like we play those real-time strategy games, who is rare in old maps, and is not also keen to open up new battlefields?
"Jie, anyway, we are also first-class treasure hunters, why don't I feel very comfortable picking up rags every time I hear you say anything?"
"Haha, that's what it is. Let's move forward. And, if I'm not mistaken, I've already guessed what that Jack showed to the Mustachioed Fรผhrer in the first place. โ
Seeing Xing Jie full of pride, everyone was surprised.
But the uncle was thoughtful.
"According to what you say, Li Bai's poem, Jack's discovery, these two things may refer to the same thing?"
"That's right. I've been wondering for a long time, what is this place? It turned out to belong to the Soviet Union, and if Jack found a very large ruin, it was really impossible for Hitler to dig it up. Maybe even half of the digging was done, and Stalin's army would have been killed.
How could this kind of thing be Hitler's style to cook for others? But he sent a group of super elites to follow Jack to the rear of the other party. This means that what Jack found is definitely not particularly big, I don't know if you have noticed, these soldiers of the Third Reich are just carrying their own weapons, not even trucks, what does this mean?" Xing Jie said after lighting a cigarette and taking a hard puff.
"The thing that Jack is looking for is not very large, it can be carried separately, and it is not like a battle when carried on his body! This proves that it is very small! All the discoveries in the ruins, the bluestone eye, the jade rod, these things are indeed very important to us, but in the eyes of the head of state, this is nothing, how to increase the combat effectiveness of the soldiers is what Hitler desires the most! Or that plan, the source of life, the superhuman plan! Xing Jie, do you think you will find that kind of thing this time?" Han Zhongxuan said as he set his eyes on Xing Jie.
Xing Jie shrugged his shoulders and grinned.
Apart from that kind of thing, Xing Jie really couldn't think of anything else in this ruined ruin that could attract Hitler's attention.
The super combat power of a terminator like Adam was far from being able to submit to Jack at that time.
Even if he is more atavistic and has the combat power of the angel clan.
But don't forget, even the real angels are just cannon fodder!
So, it could never be a blend slot for a combat creature like Adam.
There is only one thing, and that is the kind of green jade that has appeared in the ruins of the Qinling Mountains.
Only this kind of thing can make people quickly change a person's basic without any equipment, and glow with superhuman-like combat power. As for thirty minutes of life?
Maybe that Jack has a way to delay his life, right?
Didn't that Cardin also know how to use the blending tank to prolong his life? If he became a real combat creature, then his lifespan would not be the same thing!
It was only this kind of thing that really attracted Hitler's attention.
As long as you have this, you will be able to annihilate the USSR at that time as quickly as possible. If the entire Soviet Union is included in the territory, then what is in this super relic, is it not left to Hitler?
White Yujing in the sky, twelve cities on the fifth floor, the immortals caressed my top, and gave immortality.
This poem looks ethereal and full of fairy flavor.
But after careful consideration, it can't help but be creepy.
How did the poet immortal Li Bai know about this place? What did he discover here? He didn't tell the story until the end, but told the world in a way similar to storytelling. It's a pity that no one knows what a horror it is in this sentence!