York finally couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed to Long Aotian's side with three times and two blows.

"Boss, it's not too early, which channel do you think we should choose?"

Long Aotian looked back at him: "It looks like it's all about the same, just choose any one." ”

York was in a hurry and couldn't help but protest: "How can you choose casually? How can you choose any of them? If one chooses the wrong one, everyone will die. ”

"And which one do you say you should choose?" Long Aotian didn't care and threw the question back to him.

York walked with his hands behind his back and walked with a square step, with the style of a strategist.

"If it is these passages that I have arranged, the arrangement of this life path, the first and last ones are definitely not, it is too easy to guess. In the same way, neither is the one in the middle. The rest of the rest is nothing special, and choosing one of them seems too random. This ......"

Long Aotian raised his eyebrows and helped him summarize: "According to your meaning, there is no way to survive here?" ”

"Uh......" York was also frightened by his own conclusion, which was about his own life, not a joke.

"If it's up to me to choose, then, then I'll choose the second one."

The thieves had no choice but to choose randomly.

In any case, even if you choose any one, it is better than having no way out.

Long Aotian nodded and said, "Okay, I know." ”

With that, he had already taken a step forward and walked forward.

York couldn't figure out the situation yet, and looked confused.

"What do you know?"

Franco walked past him and said indifferently: "Brother Long means, just according to your idea, let's go through the second passage." ”

"What?" York was so frightened that he almost didn't jump.

"Don't mind, I'm just talking casually......"

Daniel, Katie, Ram, and Franco's old friend Pique, walked past him one by one, just looking at him oddly.

"I'm really just talking about it!"

It's a pity that everyone walked away, followed behind Long Aotian, and walked towards the second passage that York said.

The thief stood for a moment, screamed, and took a few steps to keep up with his companions.

After the Linghu mercenary group left, it didn't take long for the remaining mercenaries to quickly discuss the results, and once again formed two joint forces, each chose a passage, and left quickly.

For a while, all the mercenaries were clean. The hall, which was still lively and crowded just now, became lonely and calm in a moment.

The only thing left was the group of dozen or so people that Franco had followed that didn't look like mercenaries.

When everyone else had left, they gathered together and looked at an old priest at the head.

"Lord Jurgen, they're all gone."

The old man, Jurgen, nodded, lifted his long staff, and walked forward with a determined step.

"Very well, then we should go too."

It seems that the old man just chose a random passage. But looking at his expression, it always gives people the illusion that he knows everything about this place, and everything is under his control.

……

In one of the passages where the mercenaries had walked, the stone doors in front and behind were now tightly closed, and inside a silver fighter sat on the ground, cursing frantically at Escobar.

"Damn Escobar, damn Tomahawk mercenary group, if you let Lao Tzu out, you must be made to look good!"

The Silver Fighter was so carried away by anger and fear that he didn't even take a closer look at the difference in strength between himself and Escobar.

Of course, it doesn't matter anymore.

"Rustling ......"

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the other end of the passage. The sound was like the crawling of countless insects, and it was like the sound of some animal gnawing something.

The silver fighter who was slumped on the ground suddenly remembered something, and the cold hairs on his whole body stood up one by one, and the whole person almost jumped up.

Don't......

He had expected it to be, but subconsciously, he didn't want to choose to believe what he wanted.

There was a soft click, as if something had cracked. Immediately after, a rustling sound quickly approached.

Gold Eater Ant!

The silver fighter finally saw clearly the ants that had been magnified dozens of times, one after another, densely covering the entire ground, as if a metallic carpet had been conjured out of thin air.

Even if I know in my heart that I am afraid that I will be in danger of disaster this time, when the time comes, who will be tied up and killed.

Ha!

The silver fighter roared, and the long knife came out in response, carrying a silver-white fighting qi, and slashed towards the mighty gold-devouring ant colony.

The strength of the silver-level powerhouse should not be underestimated, those ant colonies came in a hurry, and they didn't have time to dodge at all, and the wave that ran to the front was immediately slashed out by the sharp sword light.

There was no trace of joy on the silver fighter's face, only because he could clearly see that the gold-devouring ants that flew out fell far to the ground, except for a few that were cut in two, the others all turned over, got up again, and joined the running ant colony.

The Silver Fighter's full force attack actually achieved such a small effect.

He was shocked and angry, but there was no room for other thoughts, and there was no other choice. The silver fighter pushed his fighting spirit to the extreme, and all the trick hole cards could no longer be hidden, and all of them were used.

The Silver Fighter is a Jedi struggle, and the Gold Eater Ant is driven by instinct, but it really doesn't know what death is, let alone fear. It's just going forward one after the other, one after the other, heading towards the goal in front of them.

In terms of individual strength alone, this group of gold devouring ants is far from being the opponent of the Silver Fighter, and the hard shell on their body cannot withstand the full force of the Silver Fighter. The attack power is the weakest link, and it can reach the level of the Black Iron Fighter at the most.

However, in the face of absolute numbers, all weaknesses are masked.

The gold-eating ants are not afraid of death, and they don't seem to be afraid of getting tired. But the Silver Fighter can't, his Silver Fighting Qi is powerful, but it's not endless. After the fighting spirit, his physical strength was also not enough to sustain the endless battle.

Finally......

"Escobar, I won't let you go! Ah......h

With endless resentment and unwillingness, the Silver Fighter fell. Around his neck, the hard, sharp limbs of a gold-eating ant dug deep into the flesh, and the terrifying mouthparts bit into his major artery.

Suddenly, hot blood gushed out and sprinkled on the gold-devouring ants that had already spread all over his body, as well as on the ground.

Suddenly, the Silver Fighter's eyes, which had begun to dim, suddenly widened, radiating a light of fear and disbelief.

He clearly saw that when his blood was sprinkled on the gold devouring ants, their hard shells like metal appeared complex and mysterious lines. The mysterious lines darkened and lightened, and the mottled blood seemed to be absorbed, and disappeared between the eyes.

The gold-eating ants that gnaw at the flesh and blood on their bodies also have the same mysterious patterns, and they are brighter and brighter.

It's like your own flesh and blood, turning into the energy source of the mysterious pattern.

The feeding movements of the gold-eating ants are getting faster and faster, and the lines on their backs are getting brighter and brighter. Finally, a gold-eating ant seemed to have eaten enough, let go of its six limbs, and fell from the Silver Fighter's body to the ground.

An unexpected scene happened.

The bulging, hard-shelled gold-eating ant melted like ice on a red-hot iron plate as soon as it touched the dirt on the ground, seeping into the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately, esoteric and complex patterns appeared on the ground, just like those on the shell of the gold-devouring ant.

As the well-fed gold-eating ants fell down and melted into the ground, the lines became clearer and wider. Looking at the momentum, it seems as if the whole vast ground is going to be painted with this mysterious pattern.

This is clearly a huge magic array!

It's a pity that the silver fighter who contributed everything to light up the magic array can no longer see that scene.

"This is not a normal gold-eating ant...... It's a trap ......"

The Silver Fighter had one last thought in his mind, and then fell into eternal darkness.