The process of cleaning up the swamp monsters is lackluster, and it can be boiled down to three steps: finding the target, throwing fire, and disappearing. After all, these swamp monsters are only one-star elites, and the weaker ones are even only at the one-star ordinary level. In the face of Su Xing, who has three-star level combat effectiveness, he can only be crushed at all.

In this area where Lasso was located, a total of more than a dozen swamp monsters were cleared, bringing more than 200 data coins to Su Xing, which was a good comfort for his shriveled wallet.

With a snap, he kicked the head of the last swamp monster and gasped, "Lasso, lead the way, let's go to the capital of no return." ”

It bowed down respectfully and replied humbly, "Yes sir, no problem, sir." ”

A living fire-bearer! To be able to walk with him is like the magnificent era hundreds of years ago, when the ancestors of the Laren family carried the gods to soar in the sky, destroying all the monsters that dared to provoke them, that was the most glorious moment of the Laren family. It was so excited that it couldn't help itself, and in a trance, it had a feeling that this would be the beginning of a new legend......

Su Xing looked at the big bird in front of him a little speechlessly, it giggled and giggled, as if it had thought of something good, and its attention didn't know where to run at all. He coughed heavily, waking it up from its dream.

"Let's go, don't be stunned!"

The cable has two subtle recesses in her back, just enough to sit two people. Su Xing sat on it with a miracle, and the two pilots tied and dragged them on the feet of the rope, and began the long road to the sky.

It flew steadily at an altitude of three hundred meters, unhurriedly flew out of the forest and began to cross the hot desert area.

The journey in the sky was boring, coupled with the eternal yellow sand on the ground, which had only been flying for two hours, Su Xing felt very irritable, and even the miracle rubbing in his arms could not alleviate this inexplicable anxiety.

The reason for the formation of this great desert was not due to the destruction caused by the virus strain, as Su Xing had previously believed. Rather, it is because Yanzhu has dried all the lakes and rivers within a radius of hundreds of kilometers in a few decades, and burned such a desert in the originally dense Vidal Forest.

Vidal, for Su Xing, is another familiar name. The god of the forest and one of the rulers of the mythical "New World".

However, as a result, there were more and more questions in Su Xing's heart. If he was not mistaken, this should be in the deepest part of the sky and the sea, in some space that cannot be inferred by common sense. Regardless of how they came here, the overlap between the data world and the real world is too high!

The dwarf was frightened in the Internet café at the beginning, which can be explained by the strong interference of information. But if this place really follows the process of Norse mythology, the time when human beings built the data network is not the right one in any way! Unless the entire history of tens of millions of years is condensed into just a few decades, but this does not make sense.

The problem is simple: as two relatively separate worlds, although the data world has regrown from the real world, in fact, they do not have much influence on each other.

It's like the special ability of the fire fox spirit: erase and write, which can only play a role after it leaves the data world and comes to the present world, in essence, this ability is like a super hacker who can't be detected by any firewall to accurately process data. If it's in a world of data, it's useless.

And that's just an aggregate lord of a small local area network in Lion City.

Although Su Xing didn't know what the Nine Great Kingdoms were, the result of information interference in the data world. But he understood one thing, even if that thing completely disappeared in reality! It was impossible to cause much damage to the Nine Great Kingdoms and the World Tree that had already been born. Not to mention the birth of a world that is exactly like the mythological story. It's like when a fruit is ripe and picked, no matter how polluted the soil is, it won't affect the quality of the previous fruit.

Maybe these born beings will be affected in appearance, maybe their words and deeds will be similar to the gods of people's dreams, but no matter what, one thing will not change, they are not puppets of the human mind.

Unless, the world was destined for him from the moment it was born.

Su Xing was taken aback by his thoughts, and a chilling feeling came from behind.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Su Xing felt that his thoughts were a little too pessimistic. At present, he only knows all the information about this place of salvation, not to mention that it was washed by viruses hundreds of years ago, and the so-called history has become tattered, and it is too early to draw conclusions.

is not more preoccupied than Su Xing, but Lasso is extremely excited.

As it flies, it hums a strange ballad. The song was full of a surging pride and optimism, and Su Xing, who listened to it, also hummed. It's strange to say, humming and humming, Su Xing didn't feel irritable anymore, and the whole person seemed to be full of energy, sweeping away the depression and pessimism just now.

In the clear and cloudless sky, the golden bird flapped its wings and flew by, followed by heart-rending singing, or rather, roaring?

"The descendants of Ymir are fearless,"

"The light of Valhalla guides the brave and heroic,"

"Let's fight!"

"For the honor of the warriors,"

"Let's fight!"

"For the sake of the wine in the glass,"

"Valkyrie's smile only blooms for the bravest!"

......

roared all the way, and finally when Su Xing's voice was almost hoarse, a blood-like red appeared on the horizon in the distance.

Lasso couldn't wait to cry out, "Look, that's the south side of the City of No Return, the Red Wall!

As the distance narrowed, Su Xing finally saw what the Red Wall looked like that Lasso was talking about.

It was a level wall at least a hundred meters high, the thickness of which is unknown for the time being. It is not inclined at all, and the bright red walls are painted with dark pigments with incomprehensible decorative patterns. The simple circles and lines make it all up, and it looks like some kind of ritual totem.

Every battlement, every tower, even the windows and flags fluttering in the towers are boxy, as if the people who built the walls had some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, but they exude a simple geometric beauty.