"How do I feel that we will be dragged by reporters on the third and fourth floors this time? Is this history-making? ”

Feeling that everyone had a dark cloud on their faces, Wang Shi wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere.

He was telling the truth.

Returning from the red stele, this incident is enough to blow for a lifetime, and if you are in the qualifications, you will be promoted to the captain of the detachment in the future, and you will have more advantages than others.

Over the next few days, each of them will produce a very detailed investigative report.

Although from beginning to end, Wang Shi and the others only did two things - watching the captain fight, and watching the white fog analysis.

Lin Wurou was very uncomfortable.

"Wang Shi, are you pig brains? White is so big? Speak without paying attention to the occasion? I'll fuck you! ”

Wang Shi was silent.

Everyone is actually very clear about their own strength, saying that it is the red zone, but in fact they are only at the door of the red zone.

The only one who really entered the red zone was White Mist.

Shang Xiaoyi just tried to perceive, and fainted directly, and the captain even glanced at it and asked to return directly.

Now one of the weakest in the white fog has entered...... I'm afraid it's impossible to come back alive.

The most uncomfortable thing is that the area is too dangerous, and Wujiu can't even mobilize others to rescue.

He was the most self-reproachful, and he was still moved by Bai Mist's remarks after all, but if people can't come back alive, no matter how important the information is, it is meaningless.

……

……

Outside the tower, the mysterious mine.

Bai Mist's footsteps were very slow, and when he poked out of the thick fog, he even thought that if he was emotionally sound, then the heavier heartbeat at this time should come from fear, not excitement.

The fog wall is like a door, and the world outside the door is still peaceful, but inside the door, it is twisted and weird.

The moment the figure poked out of the thick fog, Bai Mist frowned.

A much larger entrance than he had expected appeared.

This entrance alone is hundreds of meters high, and this huge mine stretches for hundreds of miles.

This made Bai Wu suspect that this was not a cave at all, but some city hidden under the mines.

The previous captain mentioned it was orderly, although Bai Wu had a brain supplement, but when he actually saw it, he still felt incredible.

I subconsciously thought of four words in my mind - the demons danced.

But although there are demons, there is no talk of dancing.

These evildoers of different sizes and from many different regions are really honestly lined up.

So much so that the picture turned out to be a little funny, and the white fog couldn't be spit out of the old groove.

A super villain who looks as huge as Godzilla is honestly lined up behind a red slime, its size is too large, in the line of three rows? The number of evil falls on the three sides is about the same? But because of its existence, the team was one more basketball court away than the other two rows.

Cyclops? Giant cockroaches? A white knight with a spear and a round shield, a tall centaur? and a mechanical triceratops covered in metal all over the body......

Each of these creatures on the battlefield will probably be able to stand on its own? But they're all honestly lined up.

The entrance to a huge cave? Like a refuge, these evil depravities are like refugees waiting to be relieved in the last days.

White Mist thought it was a good opportunity to observe the Evil Fall, but as he stared at a target, a strange phrase popped up from the Eye of Prell:

[You're in the center of the barrier?] As the master of the rules? All abilities are suppressed for the time being, man, I might have to go into power-saving mode. But if you have to be an unscrupulous boss and let me work overtime, it's not impossible? But there were only four chances...... After four times, the next six hours? I fell into a deep sleep. 】

The white mist was stunned for two seconds, and the Eye of Prell was actually suppressed?

He's only been in this situation once? That's Hong Yin.

Hong Yin used her spiritual power to create a scene comparable to a dream? In that scene? White Mist takes the initiative to cast the Eye of Prell? I barely used it once.

"Hongyin is a ninth-level mutation, and in its enchantment, my eyes are suppressed, but it is a spiritual illusion...... And here, this should be a real scene. Could it be that there is an existence stronger than Hong Yin? ”

The concept of level nine, Bai Mist is not clear, but he knows one thing, the area guardians he encountered twice are only level seven mutations. And the evil fall that killed him on the plane only had a fifth-level mutation.

The white mist quickly calmed down, and when he looked around again, he found that the Eye of Prell could still be used, but the effect had been suppressed and there was not much left.

He looked at all the evil falls, and could only show the aberration levels of these evil falls, special explanations, and entry attributes, all of which were gone.

The first thing he looked at was Godzilla, the mutation level six.

And the red slime in front of Giant Godzilla is just such a small group, and it turned out to be a seventh-level mutation.

At a glance, the long line, Bai Mist roughly calculated, about a hundred monsters, sixty sixth-level, thirty fifth-level, seven seventh-level, three eighth-level.

But he didn't see the ninth-level mutation, and when he looked at the entrance of the cave, Bai Wu didn't see any remarks.

"It seems that the Eye of Prell can only serve the purpose of observing the level of evilfall, but I also have four chances to get a complete description, and I must find the four things with the most information through observation."

White Mist began to line up.

The Evil Fall is level eight, which is more powerful than the Blue Zone Guardian.

Although the mummy is also level seven, the bonus points of the reincarnation of the entry make Bai Mist feel that it may not be much worse than the eighth-level evil fall.

In this mighty three-row procession, there are about three percent of the evil fallen at level eight, and three of them are level eight evil fallen, and they are the interrogators who enter the cave.

Every evil fall who lined up to enter the cave would communicate with them, and the white mist couldn't hear what these evil fallen were talking about for the time being.

The appearance of the three eighth-level evil depraves was exactly the same as the crows of the ordinary world, except that green flames flashed in their eyes.

The evil fall in front of the white fog, carrying a wine barrel, exuding a strong aroma of liquor in the wine barrel, this evil fall face is very similar to a catfish, but the body shape and outline are no different from those of humans, but the abdomen and waist are very thick.

Behind the white mist, the Evil Fall is a spider with three male faces and five female faces, and eight eyes corresponding to eight faces.

The expression on each face was painful, and the whole body carried the breath of a resentful ghost in a Japanese weird tale.

White Mist thought...... Could it be that eight people are fused together?

Or will the face of the person devoured by this spider be kept by the spider?

Through detailed observation, Bai Wu believes that it should be the former.

"Fortunately, intellectual curiosity is not a negative attribute, I didn't think it before, but now that my eyes are suppressed, I really feel that there is so much intellectual curiosity that it explodes."

White Mist wanted to know the secrets of these strange and evil fallen, but he only had four chances.

It's like a gluttonous wallowing around in a heap of food, only to be told that adults can't have them all, and you can only choose four.

The white mist ranked in the position of the three hundred and fourth in the team, and he conservatively estimated that the evil fall of entering the cave ** was about two thousand.

The queue was long, and White Mist pricked up his ears to hear the sounds around him, but he heard vaguely due to the thin fog blocking it.

However, there is one thing that Bai Wu cares about very much, although he can't really hear it, but Bai Wu feels that all the evil people who make sounds seem to be talking in human language.

"Strange thing...... No, could it be that these evil depravities are all kinds of wisdom? No, there have been many deaths along the way, and in the waves that we have fought with, some of them have a certain amount of wisdom, but they are unable to communicate with others. ”

White Mist continued to observe his surroundings, and just by lining up, he felt an explosion of information......

He couldn't wait for his eyes, nose, ears, and ears to be fully fired.

After several confirmations, White Mist was convinced that all the evil depravities here were communicating in human language.

Some of the more intelligent evildoers, the dialogue is quite smooth, which makes Bai Wu feel quite a feeling of Sister Lin scolding.

However, most of the evil depraves are not very intelligent, and the feeling of speaking is almost word for word.

But they all thought that they were too far away to hear the content clearly.

Bai Wu also thought about talking to the person in front of him, but he was not absolutely sure that the other party would not recognize him. After all, this drunkard is level six.

As for the spider in the back, although it is only level five, it is too shabby and has no desire to speak.

But the spider suddenly accosted:

"You, mask, fake, face, really, change?"

This lame language made the White Mist not believe that they had been able to speak for seven hundred years.

He guessed it might be some evil word in the area? Everything communicates?

Bai Wu really understood this sentence.

The mask is fake, the face is real, I want to change my face with you.

That's what he guessed.

"You're too ugly to change."

Among the spider's eight faces, some showed aggrieved expressions, some showed angry expressions, and the rest showed worried expressions, as if they were afraid that it was themselves who would be replaced.

However, White Mist was sure that the spider did not dare to do anything to himself.

Because in these three long rows of queues, there is not a single dispute.

The spider retreated.

White Mist pondered that this spider could probably change its face, Thousand-Faced Spider? Could it be that the entry is disguise? Or face absorption?

But this body is blind to such a good ability.

Bai Wu has no desire to speak, in case the drunkard in front of him wants to pour himself wine, it will be troublesome.

He lined up in a low-key manner, like every evil fall here.

It took about three hours before he was in line.

Combined with the time spent on previous explorations, White Mist gains a negative stat.

When the attribute came, Bai Wu felt quite exciting. If this suddenly comes to a bloody craving - forcing yourself to fight for six minutes, then this exploration, I am afraid that I can only run away.

However, Bai Mist's luck is not bad, even more than the negative attributes he summarized in the zoo before, and the first negative attribute is called foul smell......

As the name suggests, having this attribute gives off a stench that is disgusting to teammates.

But this smell can further mask his taste as a human being.

And the evil fall does not carry a fishy smell.

It's just the white mist itself...... It's as if you're in the middle of a mess of rotten meat, and your nose is forcibly gagged by this rotten meat.

"Work injury, this time I have to ask the captain to add money."

Bai Mist couldn't help but complain.

The drunkard in front suddenly turned around:

"Dude...... Belch...... Why did you suddenly smell good......"

"I suddenly realized, and my body exuded a fragrance of looking for a soulmate."

"Oh, you speak like a poet...... Hiccup, when I was alive, I also loved to write poetry. Anyway, I'll go in first. ”

The drunkard was talking to the crow, and the white mist was a little far away, and the voices of the two could not be heard clearly, as if asking where they came from.

Soon the drunkard went in.

Although it was a crow, Bai Wu knew that it was a crow with an eighth-level mutation, and if he could fool this crow, it would at least mean ...... As long as he doesn't take the initiative to approach a more dangerous being, he is safe.

"The strange costume, the face under the mask, is it ruined?" The crow looked at the white mist.

"If you want to see, I can let you see it, but when you see my face, it gets manic."

"Oh, not interested, you don't seem to be very powerful, or do you have the ability to suppress aura? You can come here, it should be the latter. ”

Bai Mist didn't speak, but there was a hint of impatience in his eyes.

The crow coughed, looked at the white mist with its green eyes, and asked:

"Since you're the host's guest, let's go in, but before that, I need to register, which region are you from?" What's your number? ”

Bai Wu was stunned.

He knew only one number, but wasn't sure if it would work. For example, whether the other party has registered the area and number of these inviters in advance.

He didn't hesitate, it was time to make a quick decision, and he quickly reported a string of nine-digit numbers.

The crow hesitated for a second and said:

"This area...... I seem to have the impression that my master told me that there was a mummy there that could not be killed. ”

Bai Mist didn't speak, but his eyes looked even more impatient.

"Well, I'm asking too much. Go inside, your area is in the humanoid area. ”

As he spoke, a black crow feather blew down to the white mist's chest.

"Next." The crow no longer paid attention to the white mist.

The white mist digested the black crow's words.

The conversation is brief, but the amount of information is explosive.

The owner of the crow...... Been on a flight?

If he enters the flight, how is he in the case of reincarnation in effect...... Escaping the flight?

Why didn't the disembowelment mention this stubble?

Or did the holder of the travel ticket meet the mummy in another form?

Bai Mist's heart was still beating faster, and he was excited, more and more curious about the purpose of this gathering, and the information he could obtain.

There were many roads inside the cave, each of which had a different area, and White Mist pondered the raven's words, guessing that these people should be classified according to their size.

Think about it, if you divide it into other categories, if it's really some kind of party, a slime-sized Evilfall, sitting at the dining table, and across from it sits a giant Evilfall tens of thousands of times the size......

Is the amount of food on the table rationed according to the size of a giant, or is it rationed according to the size of a slime?

The humanoid area, the area where Bai Mist guessed that he was about to go, all had the outline of a human.

So he glanced at a wicked person about his own size, and he followed.

(Finally kicked out.) ）