Choice, as a rule, is an illusion.

Especially when a person with ulterior motives gives a choice, it often means that you have no choice.

It's as if this team, struggling to survive in an apocalyptic environment, actually knows very well that choosing to leave directly is basically equivalent to embracing death, so they have no choice but to set foot deep into the depths of this dangerous forest.

Although the magic potion allows them to temporarily disguise themselves without worrying about the attacks of the strange trees and vines in the forest, no one knows how long this state can last, whether the potion will suddenly fail, or even accidentally injure a plant, thus triggering the attack of the entire forest again.

The most important thing is whether that terrible hunter really dared not go near the forest, let alone go to the deepest part of the forest like them.

No one noticed that behind the dense bushes, there were a pair of cold, emotionless eyes, watching the procession slowly move forward.

Although the owner of the eye is close to a thick vine, he has not been attacked from beginning to end, or has a corresponding attack reaction.

When the team completely disappeared into the large emerald green leaves in the distance, it slowly stood up, revealing its original appearance, a bionic alchemy puppet made of countless arthropods.

However, unlike the normal bionic puppets created by the Darents, this one is clearly not humanoid, but a deformity composed of six legs and seven or eight arms, plus an upper body.

Judging from the rough craftsmanship of the connection position, as well as the thickness of the legs and arms, it is undoubtedly forcibly removed from different models of bionic puppets, and then installed again, and the surface is even covered with green moss, which has obviously not been cleaned for a long time, and a large amount of dried blood stains can be clearly seen in the gaps in the body part, as well as rotten and smelly internal organs.

At the same time, its eyes are also very peculiar, not showing a clear primary color of gemstones like most bionic alchemy golems, but giving people a strong negative mood mixed with madness, bloodlust, and morbidity.

"Blood, viscera, blood, viscera, and so on, I can have a soul and become a complete and whole...... being."

The bizarre bionic alchemy golem kept talking to itself in the language of the Darrants, followed by a spider-like leap from tree to tree, and soon disappeared into the depths of the woods.

......

Los, a sprawling city that existed hundreds or even thousands of years ago and was passed down through word of mouth.

Now, there is no trace of the existence of intelligent life, or even no trace of the existence of intelligent life.

There is no doubt that civilization is more fragile than most people think, and those majestic statues and buildings will gradually corrode in a hundred or two hundred years at most, and eventually decay into a meaningless pile of wall-E.

And most of the ideas and knowledge that poets and romantic scholars called eternal will also completely disappear with the destruction of the carrier.

Nothing in the universe can be called eternal, not even the stars will burn out one day.

The only difference is that some things have been around a little longer and some have been around for a little shorter.

But in the context of the vastness of the universe, it doesn't make much difference regardless of the length of time it has existed.

Of course, the city still has a lot of things that interest him, including the great library that claims to have preserved a large number of rare books and documents, and has been blessed with a lot of protective magic, and is said to be indestructible even for a thousand years.

"This is the land of miracles, a city blessed by the gods?"

The leader stood on a small hill, staring dumbfounded at the large dense jungle below.

If he hadn't just discovered the ruins of a section of the city wall, he wouldn't have believed that there was once a glorious city in front of him that has been sung by the bards to this day.

"That's right, this is it. It seems that most of the city is covered with vines, plants, and dirt, and it will take a little effort to find something valuable. Let's go, don't stand here stupidly, don't you want to get rich?"

With that, Luke was the first to take the lead and jump down the hill into the city that had been changed beyond recognition.

Hundreds of years and thousands of years have destroyed most of the city's buildings, and the humid air and rain have made it even worse, except for a few that have been magically protected.

Without any hesitation!

Once it was confirmed that this was the city of Los, the entire team began to pull out their tools and began to carefully avoid the vegetation and dig through the soft dirt.

In just two or three hours, they found a large pile of beautifully crafted metal statues, as well as ancient gold coins with dense red spots on the surface.

Of course, these things have long lost their original value to this world that has entered the apocalyptic era, and only those weapons and armor that exude a faint magical energy have caused the ecstasy of every member.

Because these well-made things, even if they have been buried underground for hundreds of years, they are still not completely scrapped, especially a few magic swords, which can easily cut the weapons they carry with them in two, both in sharpness and hardness, far beyond the current metal smelting and casting process.

Just as these guys were elated for a trivial gain, Luke suddenly stopped all the movements in his hands, squinted his eyes and kept patrolling around.

He clearly felt that the strong and naked malice had returned.

Sure enough!

In less than a minute, a black shadow suddenly jumped down from the top of a giant tree hundreds of meters high, and in an extremely strange way, hugged the rabbit-faced woman from behind, jumped onto the branch, and wanted to quickly disappear from everyone's sight with speed.

"Want to run?"

Luke pursed the corners of his mouth with a sneer, and directly stretched out a finger.

Next Second......

A blinding white light burst out from his fingertips, hitting the raider's back with precision.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the explosion caused by the energy ray suddenly swept through everything within a radius of several meters.

The unbalanced black shadow couldn't pick up like a grasshopper, and finally plunged diagonally into the soft dirt, while the rabbit-faced woman he held in his arms took the opportunity to roll on the spot and escape from the other party's control.

I saw her running wildly, and at the same time shouting out of breath: "Quick! Kill it! This guy is not alive at all! It ...... It's a twisted and deformed monster!"