Chapter 235: A Pyramid with a Temper
"It seems that when the time comes, I need to let them understand the subtleties of the metal slug." Lying down, the two legs stood up, forming a right angle of nearly 90 degrees, and with a sudden force, he used the strength of his legs to drive the whole body to stand up.
Otherwise, I don't know anything, and it's quite tiring to play this game, and knowing the skin is better than not knowing.
There is no longer any souvenir, and the head will not run towards the portal, stepping on the majestic vitality of youth to the next level.
The light flickered, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes at all, and even if they closed their eyes tightly, there would be afterglow penetrating into their sight through the gaps, so they had to use their elbows and wrists to block them slightly.
"Is this the inside of the pyramid?" First of all, I moved my fingers to confirm that I was still alive, in case there was a bug in this portal, and I teleported myself to the mouth of some big monster, then I had nothing to do with this game at all.
The spiral spiral staircase appeared inside this pyramid, like a winding mountain road, and he could only climb it in such a spiral, and in the middle of this journey, he did not know what tribulations awaited him.
Chen Le shook his head slowly, looking around, the ancient Egyptian architecture was shocking, the murals could be touched at the tentacles, and the torches lit up the darkness, illuminating the path of the explorers.
I also struggled to recall that when I played alloy slug as a child, what was the sixth level, I just vaguely remembered that it was related to Egypt, but I didn't expect that it was actually inside Egypt.
The sphinx carved in the mural and the empress and elders sit upright, the servants come to their knees with offerings in their hands, and the serpent's scepter is a symbol of the supreme position.
Each villain is so lifelike on the mural, as if all the things in the Egyptian pyramids are shown on this mural, and all the villains are doing their own work on this mural.
He took a torch and placed it on top of the mural, so that he could clearly see what stories were recorded on the mural, and Chen Le had already left the matter of his coming to clear the customs directly behind.
Now there is a feeling that a history museum is exhibiting, such a historical relic, you can see it, you can also touch it, and it is also one of the four ancient countries of ancient Egypt, that history and culture is very strong.
He put his hand on his chin, gently pinched his beard, and carefully examined the mural, "This person is a pharaoh." "Reaching out to touch the man standing beside the throne, his fingers blurring the man's body as soon as he touched the fresco.
Originally, this villain was not big, but when Chen Le's finger touched him, the whole person was as if he had been beaten with a mosaic, and he couldn't see his face and body clearly at all, as if they were all mixed up.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Chen Le hurriedly said apologetically, and lowered his head to apologize, and as soon as the words fell, the pyramid began to tremble.
I don't know if the pyramid felt that a stranger was coming and was very unfriendly to him, or if Chen Le stained the mural on it, and was a little angry, punishing Chen Le here.
Ancient buildings have their own spirituality and temper, people live for a long time like essence, not to mention that this building lives longer, it is simply a milestone in human history, and it is normal to have a bad temper.
With one hand holding a torch in front of him, and the other hand holding the mural, the entire mural was once again stained by Chen Le's big hand, and the place covered by the palm of his hand became a mess.
If Chen Le hadn't memorized these images in his mind before, he would have really thought that this was a work painted by a rag.
In a panic, he used a torch to illuminate the top of himself, and through the firelight he looked at the falling slag above, a large pile of dirt fell directly to the ground, and Chen Le had to hurriedly dodge the falling slag in this black pyramid.
I danced awkwardly here, flashed left and right, and when my feet were still a little unstable, I turned around in a circle, which may be what the pyramid wanted to see, and the earthquake gradually subsided, and my feet could stand firm again.
He didn't want to be messed up by these loesses, Chen Le was still waiting to face the enemies of this level with a handsome image.
When Chen Le came back to his senses, through the light of the torches, he found that the mural had lost its previous vividness, and the lifelike work instantly resembled a preschool child scribbling on the wall, without any beauty.
Footsteps came from ahead, and an arch in front of them had been opened at some point, and two hands stretched forward, as if to grasp something, appeared slowly in the pyramid.
There are a bit of zombies in Hong Kong films, but they don't have ADHD like zombies, they like to jump and jump, and they walk out with their bodies shaking like old people.
Of course, Chen Le was also aware of the restless element in the air, calmly waiting for the appearance of the enemy, there was no gunshot, no wind, the inside of this pyramid was so stuffy, and the heart that was still peaceful was also a little restless all of a sudden.
Following the sound, Chen Le shook the torch and looked, only to see a bunch of mummy-like creatures coming over steadily, the bandages were still hanging on the ground, and the whole head was composed of bandages except for the eyes and various hairs.
There were no claws, no fangs, no bazookas or guns, just the low roar of their bandages, their outstretched hands, and no idea what they were communicating or thinking.
The low roar echoed inside the pyramid, where there were no vents, and the whole sound was like a soul without a place to return, floating in the sky.
'Roar~'
Chen Le was at one end, looking at these mummies, he didn't feel any fear, but his restless heart was appeased, "I thought it was a big guy, it scared me." ”
Holding a torch to illuminate his vision, and a pistol in the other hand, what is the difference between these unarmed mummies and live targets.
There was finally a second sound in the pyramid, although it was not pleasant, but at least it was noisy, which could make Chen Le cheer up.
One shot knocked down a mummy, Chen Le didn't have to move, he just stood there, agreed the rifling of the pistol with the line of sight, and then he could shoot these mummies again.
"Ha, this level is for me to practice marksmanship."