"Big brothers, do you have anything to eat?" "If there are military rations, we will give a bag of hardware coins."

After waiting for most of the day, I didn't wait for the spatial rift, but I waited for two exiles passing by, wanting to buy food from them.

"How long have you been here?" Chen Xing stepped forward and asked. There was neither a promise nor a refusal.

"It's been a few days." "I've eaten everything." The two exiles said.

Chen Xing asked Wu Jinjian to bring two compressed biscuits. The two tore open the aluminum foil and gobbled it up, as if they hadn't eaten in a few days.

"Have you been in?" Chen Xing asked.

"In and out." "The monster is too powerful for us to beat." The two replied as they ate.

Next, Chen Xing asked a series of questions. Such as what monsters are inside, how many people there are, whether it is dangerous or not, and so on. In exchange for food, both exiles answered one by one.

But the two of them went in for a short time, and their expression skills were poor, and they spoke a little confused. After listening for a long time, Chen Xing only got a few useful information.

One is that there is light inside, and the light source comes from a tall tower in the center of the city; the other is that there are many people who enter, and there are people from large and small war groups; The third is that there are a lot of magical puppets left by ancient wizards, probably bronze demon spirits, gargoyles and the like.

After answering the question, Chen Xing gave each of them a bag of military rations and sent them away. Although the two showed that they wanted to join the team, Chen Xing's rations were only enough to go back and forth, and they couldn't supply the newcomers, so they could only forget it.

After waiting for a few more hours, it was getting dark. During this period, there were two fleeting spatial cracks, which were too short and unstable, and Chen Xing did not dare to enter. If the front half of the body just goes in, the crack closes, and the back half of the body will remain outside, and the result speaks for itself.

After dark, he went to the military tent to rest and conserve his strength.

"Boss, the crack has appeared!"

In the middle of the night, Chen Xing was woken up by his subordinates. When I went out, I saw a spatial crack in the middle of the camp. The cracks glow with blue light, like glowing seawater. The situation seemed relatively stable, and Chen Xing quickly put on his equipment and entered the crack.

In a flash, I entered a new world.

In the distance, the tower rises into the sky, and the top of the tower glows with a brilliant green light, casting a layer of green over the whole world.

The light is very dim, and the buildings in the style of the ancient Western continent can be seen everywhere, such as stone houses, waterwheels, stables, pigsties. Chen Xing observed left and right for a while, left the spatial crack, and hid in a second-story stone house next to him.

There were messy footprints on the ground, and a few dry bones had been kicked into the corners, apparently searched. Chen Xing went up the second floor along the stone stairs and squatted by the window to observe the surrounding situation.

The light on the tower was dim and soft, like a green moon.

Chen Xing did not rush to explore, but first observed the surrounding environment. Before him, there were already a lot of people coming in. In the experience of his three lives, man is always more terrible than a monster.

Due to the narrow view of the window, Chen Xing observed for a while, found no abnormality, and went up to the roof. Looking around, this area is full of low-rise houses, and the highest is not more than three floors, so the view is not bad.

Not far away, on the dirt slope there is a chapel with a bell tower with a spire, the tallest building in the neighborhood. Chen Xing jumped off the roof, ran to the chapel with his waist bent, stepped on the broken stained-glass windows and climbed up to the roof, and then climbed from the outer wall to the bell tower.

There was a huge ancient bell with a patina on it. Chen Xing pushed twice, and the thick iron chain at the top of the chain was not rusty, and it was safe. Then lie down on the spot and continue to observe.

"There's an exit over there!" "It's coming, run!"

Suddenly, shouts came from behind. Turning his head, in the faint green light, two figures were running wildly. Behind them were humanoid monsters, four or five meters tall and tower-like, crashing into houses and stone walls along the way.

The direction in which the two fled was the spatial rift he had just entered.

Chen Xing frowned, if this continued, the two of them would take the monster out of the World Fragment and appear in their camp, disrupting their defenses.

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Xing made a decision, took off the sniper rifle, pushed in a Super Red Lotus, and began to compress the spiritual energy, and then delivered it into the bullet.

The easiest way to do that is to kill those two men and end the chase. But he can't do it, and if it is not necessary, he does not want to kill people who are innocent and innocent.

He had already seen that it was the Bronze Demon Spirit chasing the two, and the depleted uranium-piercing bullet containing uranium-777 was the nemesis of this type of metal golem.

"Demon spirits" are the product of the combination of magic and technology, and are widely found in the homologous world of magical civilizations. Sorcerers from other worlds use mechanical principles and chaos magic to create them as guards or assistants, mostly made of bronze, steel, stone, and wood. Due to their use of magical power, they are collectively referred to as "magical golems".

In the atrium shrunk one by one, Xingsha is combining in pairs, and then as the blood is pumped out of the atrium, it flows to the hands, and then gradually overflows the surface of the body, flowing into the chamber along the lines of the gun's body, and converging in the bullets.

This process is very slow, originally Chen Xing's energy storage shot only takes more than twenty seconds, plus the blessing of Mithril and rune circuits, as well as the improvement of proficiency, it can be completed in ten seconds. But now there is an extra process of compressing psionic energy, and it takes at least a minute to complete the energy storage.

In the scope, the bronze demon spirit's eyes glowed red, and they chased after the two of them. Although his movements are clumsy, his steps are very large, more than two meters away in one step, and his strength is extremely great, like a tank, rampage through the house. Everywhere I went, tiles flew and masonry poured down.

Chen Xing moved his crosshairs, locked onto the eyebrows between the eyes of the bronze demon spirit, and constantly urged the spiritual energy to pour in bullets.

"Quick, it's coming soon!" "Keep it up!" The two fleeing men encouraged each other, and in the blink of an eye, they were near the crack.

Time passed minute by minute, and the bronze demon spirit was approaching step by step, and it seemed that it was about to rush into the spatial crack with the two of them. Chen Xing finally finished accumulating energy and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Deep blue flames erupted, and a dark blue armor-piercing bullet burst out. The warhead rubbed against the air, gradually becoming red and clear, and the heat was amazing.

In the next instant, the bullet pierced through the bronze casing, and there was a violent explosion. I saw a flash of fire on the forehead of the bronze demon spirit, and a large number of tiny mechanical gears exploded along with the bronze fragments.

As if the lights were turned off, the two red eyes dimmed. The tall body froze in place, maintaining a walking posture, motionless.

The crisis was lifted, and Chen Xing immediately put away his gun and left. The gunshots will travel far and he will have to change his position or he will be discovered by someone with a heart. You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people. These two sentences are the most apt way to describe his state of mind at the moment.

After about two hours, the space-time rift closed. Chen Xing had no worries and began to march in the direction of the tower.

According to his observations during this time, the city was not small, at least ten kilometers deep. This is the outskirts of the city, and there are low-rise houses with little value.

The location of the tower is in the very center of the city, where many important buildings are located. Although he was also wary of the people of the other warbands, since he came, he couldn't go home empty-handed. With his great elite-level strength, coupled with trio and flame immunity, he has the power to fight even against the upper quasi-town guard level. As for the town guard level, you can't beat it, but it's definitely okay to escape. Further up, he believes that it will not appear in the Black Death Continent.

After walking on the stone path for half an hour, Chen Xing suddenly heard the voice of someone talking. He quickly ducked to the foot of a low wall on the side of the road and followed the sound. The sound came from a stone house, a glimmer of fire from the closed wooden window. He quietly touched the window, and the voice became clear, it was several people talking.

"It's useless to go to the tower, and the people of several major wargroups are guarding it." A man said.

"Shameless!" The other man scolded angrily, seemingly unwilling.

"But they can't get in, there seems to be a magic array outside, and even explosives can't be exploded." The first man said.

"I think it's better to stay here and try your luck, and maybe find something of value." The third man said.

"......That's right," the second man sighed, and then added, "By the way, I heard that the leader of the Thunder Fire Regiment is good and upright, and we can go to them." ”

"Haha, your brain won't get into the water, is there such a person talking about integrity in the Black Death Continent?" "Honestly, are you in love with each other's muscles and want to warm him up?" The other two men burst into laughter.

"Okay, forget it if you don't believe it, don't be disgusting." The second man said unhappily.

What followed was some unnutritious small talk, Chen Xing stopped eavesdropping and left the stone house. However, instead of going to the center of the city as originally planned, he made a detour to the side. From the conversation between the three of them just now, it can be heard that even if they go, it is useless, it is better to look for it in the periphery.

During his search, Chen Xing found a white tower. His eyes lit up and he moved quickly. In the world of magical civilizations, towers are often the residence of wizards.

Upon approaching, you can see a curved wooden door under the tower, reinforced with horizontal iron bars, which looks very strong.

On either side of the doorway stand two stone statues, with bodies and heads somewhat resembling upright walking monkeys, with a pair of bat wings growing behind them. Chen Xing pulled out the silver star, infused it with spiritual energy, and then slowly approached.

As he expected, when he was only five meters away from the door, the stone statue's eyes glowed scarlet, and the stone skin on its body cracked everywhere and fell with a clatter.

Gargoyles, things used by sorcerers to watch the door. While the gargoyles were not fully active, Chen Xing aimed at their heads and shot continuously.

"Bang bang!"

The first gargoyle's head was blown off, turning into rubble. The other waved his upper limbs and grabbed at Chen Xing. The nails were extremely sharp, turning into five white rays of light in the dim light. Chen Xing lifted a kick and kicked it at the gargoyle's joint. Only a "snap" was heard, and one of the gargoyles' upper limbs was broken, and it fell to the ground and turned into rubble.

"Squeak!"

The gargoyle let out a mouse-like scream and flapped its wings and pounced on Chen Xing. Chen Xing shot backhanded, blasting half of the gargoyle's head away. The gargoyle "whooped" and shattered into a pile of stones.

Chen Xing quickly put away his gun and kicked it on the wooden door. The hinges of the doors were rusted, and the entire door was falling inward. He had to move quickly, the sound of gunfire would cause unnecessary trouble.

The furnishings on the first floor of the tower are simple, with large wooden tables and chairs, heavy cabinets, and a stone stove, which is obviously a kitchen. Chen Xing glanced at it and immediately went up the second floor from the spiral staircase.

The furnishings on the second floor are simpler, with a circle of bookcases against the wall. The books inside were all rotted and shattered at the touch of a touch. didn't find anything valuable, Chen Xing went up to three more floors.

The third floor is the topmost floor. Entering into the eye is a small circular bedroom with a small bed, a small bookcase, a small wardrobe, and a large desk.

On the table lay a dry skeleton, its robe clinging to its body, corroded to the point of a thousand holes. The dry bones clutched a fountain pen in his hand, and seemed to be taking notes before he died. Such an academic spirit is truly admirable. Chen Xing hugged his fist at the dry bones, "Senior, I'm offended." Then he picked up the dry bones and laid them on the cot.

After a while, he found a delicate little box in the left drawer of his desk.

"Click!"

Press the buckle, and the lid pops up, revealing a black object. It was about one-sixth to one-seventh of a circle, heavy in the hand, and carved with a pattern, like one of a round carved painting.

Although he didn't know what it was, Chen Xing put it away immediately. The fact that the box containing this thing has been opened intact after a long time shows the preciousness of the thing.

"Click......"

Chen Xing was about to search for other places when there was a sudden sound of small footsteps downstairs.

Someone!

He quickly looked left and right, and finally chose a small closet with a single door, and ducked sideways, leaving only a small gap to observe the situation outside. His purpose was not to hide, but to get ahead of the curve.

"Click......"

The footsteps are from bottom to top, getting closer and closer. He shook the silver star in his hand and secretly poured spiritual energy.

At this moment, the light in the room dimmed slightly, and a figure walked into his sight.

The person who came was wearing a leather bodysuit, with a bee waist and fat buttocks, and her curves were exposed, and she knew that she was a woman at a glance.

Looking upward, it is a face with distinct facial features, hard lines, slightly masculine but full of charm.

Chen Xing was taken aback.

Aaram!

After entering, Aqiaomu turned around and turned his back to Chen Xing, as if he was observing the dry bones on the bed.

Chen Xing in the wardrobe pointed his gun at Aqiaomu, and his big round ass not only did not make him feel at ease, but a strong stinging pain erupted from his scalp.

Suddenly, without warning, Ajomu moved. Turning around and twisting his waist, a cold light swept in.

Chen Xing had only two options, either shoot or dodge. The result of the shooting/could be a lose-lose situation, or it could be that he had his head cut off, and this thin wardrobe had no ability to stop the blade in the slightest.

At the last moment, Chen Xing chose the safest way, and his body crashed into the side of the wardrobe, causing the entire wardrobe to turn over.

The scimitar slashed through and slashed a corner of the wardrobe.

"Bang!"

The moment the wardrobe fell to the ground, Chen Xing rolled out of it and swept at Aqiaomu's calf.

A Qiaomu's reaction was not as fast as Chen Xing's, and his bare feet were swept away, but the blue light flashed and blocked it stiffly. The scimitar slashed downward, and Chen Xing immediately rolled to the side and rolled into the bottom of the bed.

"Come out!"

Ajomu snorted and kicked on the bed frame. The cot suddenly split in half and flew to the left and right.

In the flying sawdust and bones, a black hole in the muzzle of a gun appeared in the brown pupils. As if he had been driven in place by a nail, Ajomu stopped attacking.