Chapter 623: Death Squad

Poof!

Click!

Syllable!

Sting!

Zombies endowed with mobility and attributes walked out of the circle one by one and walked into the entrance of the fragmented space, and then died in a strange way.

Outside the entrance, there were at least a dozen gods and rats, holding strange spar tablets in their hands, and quickly calculating something according to the signals fed back from the zombies.

Putting aside the inhumane side of this approach, Ye Changsheng was attracted by these dozen people, and he could see that each of them was a master in calculus.

Just judging from the cooperation of their hands and eyes, they are comparable to the senior swordsmiths of the Sword Hall.

Divine Sword Danqing said lightly: "These people are all the elite of the Divine Rat Sect, and each of them has participated in at least ten expeditions and has made great contributions. ”

Ye Changsheng was stunned, and he couldn't help but have some admiration in his heart.

When he first came into contact with the Demon Gate, he always thought that these people were a group of loose sand, or a group of killers who only knew how to solve problems by the most violent means.

However, as the contact deepened, he felt more and more that this organization was huge and tight, especially the Demon Sect, they just seemed to be scattered, and the four major tribes went their own way, but there was also a high degree of organizational ability in it.

Without such a tight organization, it is impossible to cultivate the master of divine arithmetic in front of him, and Ye Changsheng has a deep understanding of this.

Looking at these people in front of them, they are all busy with their own business, busy but not chaotic, everything seems to have been calculated, accurate.

More than a dozen Demon Sect disciples took out some huge stone slabs again and spliced them together in order.

Seven or eight senior array mages took the data calculated by the elite of divine calculations, selected the spars and magic crystal cores with the most appropriate energy, and embedded them in the magic circle.

Airplanes!

As the circle activated, a white light rippled out, and the array mage began to debug, perfectly integrating various parameters into the running formation.

Airplanes!

After the circle was debugged, it was quickly lifted to the front and activated again.

A circular pillar of light, projected straight into the entrance to the debris space.

The originally solid stone wall became like flowing water, and it was like a shaking light curtain, which reflected fine pieces of light while fluctuating.

The energy of the pillar of light slowly increased, and the energy projected slowly increased, like a huge wedge, slowly nailed into the shaking light curtain.

After entering the three inches, the magic circle maintained its energy intensity, supporting it for thirty breaths, and the array mage was relieved.

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, and Ma Yuanjun showed a relieved smile.

Ye Changsheng was also very excited, and he was impressed by the achievements of the Demon Sect.

Don't look at it, it's only three inches advanced, but this insignificant three inches contains too much effort.

He already understood the Demon Sect's thinking, and the projected pillar of light was actually a channel.

The outer walls of this passage are made of energy, which can protect the people inside the passage by blocking the wind and gravitational field at the entrance.

It's just that such a passage is too difficult to "dig".

The Demon Sect disciples just breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly plunged into the work below.

The three magic circles that transformed zombies were running again, and they walked out of the center of the circle in different postures, and staggered towards the fluctuating water wall.

Ye Changsheng saw with his own eyes a middle-aged man dressed as a tailor, the bones on his body had not yet been crushed, and the wooden ruler on his waist broke first and inserted into his lower abdomen.

There was also a young girl in a long skirt whose skirt was torn by the wind and then stumbled on her steps.

At that moment, she was cut to pieces by the swifter wind, but she was frozen to pieces by a cold current.

Thinking that Old Chen had asked him to unload all the extra equipment on his body before, Ye Changsheng couldn't have agreed.

Thirty zombies, in exchange for a valuable second set of data.

The circle that casts the pillar of light has been adjusted again to increase the intensity of the projection.

In the expectant gaze of everyone, the pillar of light went three inches inward.

Three hundred zombies, the efforts of countless demon sect disciples, in exchange for that huge pillar of light, penetrated inward thirty inches.

Ye Changsheng was also emotional, it was so difficult at the beginning, and the trouble after entering was estimated to be even greater.

Another hour passed, six hundred zombies were gone, and the passage extended sixty inches inward again.

The one-meter-long passage can only provide a foothold and buffer point to be precise, just like a shallow pit on a cliff that can only accommodate you.

It's the middle of the night, and there are no more zombies.

Ma Yuanjun walked up to Ye Changsheng and explained: "Ye Gongzi, the fragmented space we are going to enter is divided into three layers, the first layer is the entrance, which is equivalent to a door, and the strength of this door is fixed. The second layer is the turbulent layer, which is equivalent to the entrance of the room, the turbulent layer is very unstable and the most dangerous place, only through the turbulent layer, we can enter the debris space. ”

Ye Changsheng nodded and looked at the pillar of light that was constant and motionless: "In other words, this pillar of light actually just opened a door. ”

Ma Envoy Jun said cautiously: "Not exactly, the pillar of energy light projected by the magic circle cannot tear apart the last layer of enchantment, and this layer of enchantment can only be completed by ourselves. ”

Ye Changsheng nodded again, and suddenly felt that Ma Yuanjun's eyes were a little wrong when he looked at him.

Ma Yuanjun was a little embarrassed, so he simply lowered his voice and said directly: "Ye Gongzi, do everything within your ability, if you are not sure, you might as well talk to Lord Excalibur, Lord Excalibur will definitely not embarrass you." ”

Ye Changsheng reacted at this time, daring to love Ma Lingjun told him so much, in fact, he was "persuading him to surrender".

It's a pity that Ye Changsheng has a reason to go, so he can only live up to Ma Yuanjun's kindness.

Seeing that Ye Changsheng didn't say anything, Ma Yuanjun shook his head and sighed, and the main forces of the other expeditions also sighed secretly in their hearts when they saw this scene.

In front of Lord Excalibur, there were twenty black-clothed men kneeling neatly, each with their heads held high, one hand on their hearts, looking at their protectors with a fanatical expression.

Divine Sword Danqing's face was expressionless, and he pressed one hand on his heart: "Lord Demon God is with us!"

"Lord Demon God is with us!" the twenty men shouted at the same time and stood up.

Ye Changsheng looked at this scene in surprise, and when he thought of something in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help but feel creepy.

This is...... Death squads!

Soon, Chen Lao equipped the members of the death squad with armor made of spars, and each of them also had a transparent spar tube attached to their backs.

At the other end of the hedron tube, a square spar slab was attached, which was in the hands of twenty divine arithmetic elites at the moment.

Regardless of whether these 20 people survive or not, the data they collect will be passed on to them as soon as possible.

The magic circle that projected the pillar of light opened again, and the circular pillar of light was projected on the water curtain, slowly poking in, and when it reached a depth of one meter, it came to a standstill.

Twenty daredevils, neatly lined up in front of the passage, without any hesitation, strode towards the passage.