Long Aotian guessed correctly, Escobar was indeed dumbfounded.

At the end of the so-called three chapters of the law, Escobar unsurprisingly hid some small tricks such as intrigue tricks and damage moves, which could allow his Tomahawk mercenary group to take the biggest advantage and minimize the risk of loss.

To put it simply, it is someone else who fights and dies, and the pros and cons of picking up the benefits are left to themselves.

Escobar observed and analyzed with a cold eye, and found that the strength of the guards in the halls was not much different. Even if it is a slight increase over time, it is far from significant. If you combine all the mercenaries here, it won't be much of a problem to clear the level all the way.

Of course, losses are inevitable, but as long as it's not the Tomahawk mercenaries who die, Escobar is eager to die as many as possible.

Escobar, who had succeeded in his conspiracy, stepped on the floor tiles of the hall with Eusebio, Gaia, Roger and other four golden fighters, as well as the four strongest forces present.

The guards who pounced fiercely as expected did not see it, and the treasures such as gold, silver, jewelry, equipment, weapons, and other treasures that should have filled the entire hall were also not seen.

The whole hall is not small, but it is empty, and you can see the side at a glance.

And on this side, there is a wall of emptiness around it.

It was truly "nothing", because on the walls were the entrances of the same size, pitch black and deep, like the mouths of monsters.

"W-what's going on?"

Escobar, who was cunning, fierce and gloomy, couldn't help but lose his temper when he saw the scene in front of him, which was completely unexpected.

The mercenaries in the back entered the hall one after another, looking at the numerous dark holes, and they were a little at a loss for a while.

Eusebio shrugged his shoulders and said lightly, "Looks like we're going to have to make a multiple-choice question." ”

Roger nodded, his face gloomy in agreement.

"There are so many passages here, and there should be only one right path that leads to the third level below. The rest of the things that await us may be as dangerous as gold-eating ants. ”

The person in charge of this operation of the dark alliance has a fire in his heart. I thought it was superior, and with the intelligence support of the alliance leader, there would be no danger at all. Where did he think, I don't know if it was the alliance leader's intelligence that was wrong, or if something had changed in this ruin that made him fall into such a dangerous situation.

The woman Blood Rose was really lucky, she actually avoided a catastrophe, but she let herself help her carry the tank.

Thinking of this, Roger was suddenly stunned.

Could it be that Blood Rose received some news, so she made an excuse and resigned from this mission?

The more Roger thought about it, the colder his heart became, if this was really the case, then he and the thousands of mercenaries here would be even more ferocious

"Not necessarily, maybe each one leads to the third layer." Gaia interjected and added.

Escobar also came to his senses and interjected coldly.

"Maybe all the passages are dead ends, and the owner of this bullshit ruin didn't even think of leaving a way for those who explored it later."

The mercenaries are all chilling in their hearts, but they have to admit that this possibility also exists.

"Don't waste time guessing, now it's better to decide which way we should go?"

Eusebio asked.

Gaia proposed: "Let's find some people, spread out to each passage to explore, and see how it goes?" ”

"We're afraid we don't have that much time." Roger shook his head, "Besides, according to the arrangement in front of here, the road ahead will definitely not be smooth." If the pathfinder dies inside, or turns back because he can't kill him, it doesn't mean that the path doesn't work. ”

There is some truth to that.

The surrounding mercenaries also nodded again and again.

But it makes sense and has no practical effect, and in the face of dark holes, they still have to make a choice in the end.

Escobar gritted his teeth and said viciously, "Then there is no way, just choose a passage to go." The outcome, right or wrong, is all left to luck. With so many of us together, even if we choose the wrong one, there is always a way, and it may not necessarily be a dead end. ”

Eusebio was silent, Gaia kept his head down, and Roger was silent.

Seeing that no one responded, Escobar asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter, you don't agree?" ”

The strength of the Dragon's Bard Mercenary Regiment is closest to that of the Tomahawk Mercenary Regiment, and Eusebio is also the one who is the least afraid of Escobar.

"Captain Escobar is right, time is running out, and the holes look exactly the same, and there is no way to analyze them. Since there is no way to think about it, then you can only leave everything to luck. It's just that there are many channels, and the probability of choosing one of them is too small. ”

"Captain Eusebio, do you have a better proposal?"

Escobar frowned, thinking that this guy was just talking nonsense.

Eusebio, however, really had an idea.

"Now it's just a matter of luck and character, but our Dragon Yin mercenary group won't go with the big army. Life and death are fate, wealth is up to the sky, we choose a channel by ourselves, and bet on today's luck. ”

Without waiting for Escobar's reaction, Gaia followed up and said, "I agree with Captain Eusebio's statement, the Fire Phoenix Mercenary Regiment will also act alone, let's see which of us has better luck." ”

Roger glanced at Escobar without a trace, and followed closely behind Gaia.

"So do we."

Escobar looked at this, looked at that, his gaze was fierce, as if he wanted to devour his life alive.

But Eusebio is a strong man, and his strength is at the level of a top powerhouse, although he is afraid, if he is afraid of it, it is a joke.

Facing Eusebio and the others with a calm face, Escobar had no other way but to attack with his eyes.

"Humph!"

Escobar snorted heavily, withdrew his gaze, and turned to the small and medium-sized mercenary group on the periphery.

"What about you? Do you want to fight for luck? Don't say I didn't warn you, the guards here are strong, and the slightly weaker large mercenary groups are very difficult to deal with. If you want to try to face it alone, I'm afraid that if you try, there will be no future. The strength of our Tomahawk mercenary group is obvious to all, not to mention anything else, when encountering blocking traps, the certainty of being able to break through the past is also the greatest. How to choose, you think carefully. ”

The "slightly weaker large mercenary group" in his mouth naturally refers to Gaia's Fire Phoenix Mercenary Group. The relationship between them is starting to break down, and Escobar's mouth is a little ruthless.

The corners of Gaia's mouth twitched, but she didn't speak.

The leaders of the medium-sized and small mercenary groups looked at each other and communicated silently, but again, no one spoke. It's just that the commanders of the regiment are quite tacitly not looking at Escobar, some look up at the sky, some look down at the ants, and some look left and right.

This look and attitude is enough to explain everything.

Although the strength of these mercenary groups is not strong, the leaders of each regiment have all stumbled all the way from the danger line, and none of them are human spirits. The Tomahawk mercenary group is strong, and the chance to break through the so-called interception is certainly the greatest. However, there are always sacrifices in battle, and those who survive to the end are naturally ecstatic, and who will pay more attention to those who die halfway.

Think of the silver gladiator leader who was thrown away from the gate by Escobar, and I still don't know if it became food for the gold eaters. With the selfish and ruthless style of the Tomahawk mercenary group, none of the leaders of these small and medium-sized mercenary groups felt that Escobar would let their people get out of the way, and escorted their following mercenaries to the finish line safely.

At this time, if you go up and hug your thighs, you can only become cannon fodder destined to be sacrificed.

Escobar's face was already as black as the bottom of a pot, he never expected that Eusebio and the others would not give him face, and now even those small and medium-sized mercenary groups dared to silently resist him.

"Let's go, these short-eyed guys, sooner or later they will regret it!"

Escobar turned, beckoning his men to follow, as he walked to the entrance of a passage directly across from him.

Before he could completely turn around, the corner of his eye suddenly swept the hesitant looks of several people, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts.

"Why, are you planning to go it alone?"

The few people who were questioned were also the leaders of the mercenary regiment with heads and faces, and they were the leaders of the "Hurricane Mercenary Regiment" and the "Honorary Mercenary Regiment" who were waving their flags and shouting behind the Tomahawk Mercenary Regiment in this operation.

Being stared at viciously by Escobar, they were all frightened, and hurriedly waved their hands and shook their heads.

"No, no! How so, of course, we are only Lord Escobar, and we will fight wherever the Lord points out, and there is no other thing to say. ”

To be honest, these leaders, who are also considered top in the medium-sized mercenary group, really have such thoughts in their hearts. Escobar's selfishness and brutality were evident in his dealings with the Silver Warrior. Although these regiment leaders hugged their thighs early, they were not from the Tomahawk Mercenary Regiment after all. There is a difference between relatives and relatives, and it is just normal times, but when it is time to fight hard, there is no doubt that the first thing to fight is definitely the lives of these vassal mercenary groups.

Although he thought so, seeing Escobar's face on the verge of an outbreak, who dared to say it now, I am afraid that blood would be splattered on the spot immediately.

The people of the vassal mercenary group were silent, and Escobar shook his majesty, but his anger was nowhere to vent, he just snorted heavily again and walked forward.

The men of the Tomahawk mercenary regiment followed from behind.

Leaving further behind are the mercenary groups of vassals such as the Hurricane Mercenary Regiment, all listless and dejected, like a remnant army that has lost a battle.