The ground under his feet was sticky and thick, and the coldness that enveloped Gu Jun kept getting worse, and the transportation in those flesh and blood pipes didn't stop for a second.

His physical strength was declining, his throat, which had been thirsty before, began to tingle, the muscles in his legs were getting heavier and heavier, and his left hand, which was tied with a tourniquet, was swollen uncomfortably.

His mental power was also declining, and every pipe gradually seemed to connect his body, different limbs, different skins, and different blood...... are all trying to alienate him.

He had to act.

Time is not in his favor.

The more time passed, the more vulnerable he became, and in the end, even if no enemies appeared, he would be trapped here, made of raw materials for human tissue.

But there wasn't much Gu Jun could try. He first punched an old seal on a main pipe to see what the reaction would be, but it was like throwing a small stone into the ocean, and the tiny ripples that smashed it might just be an illusion.

He raised the QSG92 pistol again, still against the main pipe, pulled the trigger, and bang!

Sparks flew, and the recoil shook his shoulder, and the tail finger of his left hand tore violently.

I saw a small ripple from being hit by a bullet in the outer skin of the pipe I was aiming at.

But the transparent membranous skin did not break, everything continued, not even a single amniotic fluid or blood leaked, as the shooting just now did not happen.

Gu Jun didn't see where the bullet went, and he couldn't see it when he looked around the ground, remembering that Cao Yicong's clothes could also be cloned before, I am afraid that matter has a different definition here, and the boundary between dead things and living things is not so clear.

That bullet may have become the hair of some strange baby.

The main pipeline couldn't be moved, and Gu Jun tried to shoot and shoot at a transportation pipe with deformed tentacles, but to no avail.

"Hoo ......"

Gu Jun took a breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead, the air here was very turbid, the oxygen content was very low, to be precise, he couldn't be sure that he was breathing oxygenated air, his heart and lungs were getting more and more dull, which was also one of the reasons for the rapid decline of his physical and mental strength.

"Xianyu, Wu Shiyu, can you hear me? I'm stuck. ”

He contemplated and called out with a spiritual conversation, and when he was still in front of the ground forest before, there were moments when he was sure that he heard Wu Shiyu's words.

It felt like she was right next to her, shouting "That's not a human, it's a monster!" Something like that.

She seemed to see something else from another dimension. It wouldn't be surprising if she had come in a dream.

Besides, not in a dream, her synaesthesia and her mind can see things that others can't.

If Xianyu was here, maybe she could see where the breakthrough was and which pipe could be destroyed.

Gu Jun silently tried to send a message, his temples on both sides were more inflated, his steps were more sore, and his eyelids were a little difficult to open.

Bang, bang......

The beating sound of the surrounding pipes seemed to replace the beating of his heart, and the various criss-crossing pipes seemed to replace his intestines and his blood vessels...... He suddenly felt a strong chest tightness and nausea, and he wanted to vomit like a motion sickness.

"The dark forces here are eating away at me...... If it goes on like this, it may not last an hour......"

Gu Jun shook his aching head violently, sobering himself up, reminding him of the feeling he had during global training, and focusing his attention on one point.

It's just that the chaotic thoughts in his mind are not obeying the orders of his consciousness, and they are still surging, pulling him into a more restless state of mind.

He even had some doubts about whether he had been forced to enter this place before, whether he had been in a trap.

"Calm down, calm down."

Things are going in the direction that the enemy wants, and this environment is enough to drive the wise into madness.

Gu Jun closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, those restlessness calmed down a little, and his spirit gradually gathered in the faint light emitted by the power of the sunset city.

There is another way to try......

It's not a spell, the spell will only consume his mental power more and increase the erosion, and it is not a good choice to fight the black goat power here.

Besides, this is simply a paradise, a paradise, a lair for dark creatures...... Summoning a little Dire to come out, it may mutate into another foreign body, one of the thousands of descendants of the black goat of the forest, and the summoner will immediately devour itself.

The solution he had in mind was still those Carlop dissecting instruments.

These instruments can exert a power that is different from that of spells, old seals, and firearms.

Gu Jun reopened his eyes, held the Carlop scalpel in his right hand, and walked towards the transportation pipe of the deformed tentacles.

Each of these pipes is huge, so even small intersecting crevices have a wide space for him to walk through the most crowded places. In order to reduce the influence of the dark forces, he had previously chosen those paths that were far away from the various pipes, and at the closest he was six or seven meters away.

Now, step by step, he approached the past, and the thumping sound became clearer and clearer, as if it were coming from an impact.

When he was only about three meters away, he smelled a strange stench mixed with the smell of blood in the air, not even a step away.

"Whew, whew......" Gu Jun had even harder to breathe, and the fine sweat on his forehead flowed down to his chin, but he didn't have time to wipe it, and he couldn't divide this god.

Once the condensed spirit is dispersed, the chaotic thoughts, the strange aura, and the indescribable stench will all be weighed down, and he may faint.

Bang, bang, there was only one meter left in the distance, Gu Jun's face was almost attached to the transparent membranous skin of the pipe, so close to the mass of tentacles transported in the pipe, he could clearly see the skin lines of this tentacle.

From a distance, it looks like a bloody piece of broken flesh, but up close, it is a dark reddish and brown cortex, with intricately intertwined lines ten thousand times more complex than the bark of a tree, like a whirlpool of countless ripples.

Gu Jun also keenly felt that his spirit was being pulled into the whirlpool, and this tentacle itself could disturb the spirit......

A pessimistic and terrifying imaginary image flashed through his mind, with this tentacle of alien beings chasing the ordinary people through the streets of the city, just as the dead skinned men chased the ordinary people of Hawk City...... Blood stained the city red.

The scalpel in his hand clenched, trying his best to suppress distracting thoughts, and Gu Jun's eyes no longer focused on the tentacles that were constantly being transported, but on the outer skin of the pipe itself.

The right hand suddenly swung out, and the sharp blade slashed forward across the outer skin of the pipe, as fast as if nothing had happened.

But that feeling has already told Gu Jun that it was right, and it was ...... Scratched.

The transparent membranous skin shrank abnormally, but it couldn't freeze a crack that had been cut.

The force on the crack was rapidly expanding, and the pale yellow liquid flowed out, and suddenly there was a rumbling sound, and a large amount of liquid gushed out like a bank with the tentacles inside.