Volume 3 The Iron Fly Civil War Chapter 211 Arsenal

The bus stopped after passing the station in front of it. Ao Xue and Ajira got out of the car and let Fatan's car move on.

He carries a 50-meter radius that can scan around it. He had to have the scanner record 50% of the planet to actually stop the timer.

Otherwise...... There is no way for his children to live.

Fatan was able to stop here for a while, which was already a good friend.

Ao Xue watched the car go away, and her heart was infinitely emotional.

He wondered if his father, who had fled with him, was in the same mood as well.

When he and his father were separated, because of what, I don't have any memory for a long time.

He didn't know if his father's departure was the same as it is now, and he would rather lead the people of the creator god away than hope that he would be able to escape.

It's just that...... In the end, Ao Xue was still arrested by the Creator God Company.

Faced with a company that is difficult for adults to escape, a 12-year-old child...... What can there be to resist.

"Father? It must be the same. The face under Ao Xue's mask smiled.

"Don't waste time, let's go. Are you sure you didn't hear that sound? ”

"Nope."

Ao Xue turned her head to look at Aegilla.

He really didn't hear that sound.

Ao Xue summed up the situation of fainting the first two times.

The first is to hear a strange sound, followed by violent fluctuations. After the fluctuations have passed, hallucinations appear.

But it wasn't a simple hallucination, because Agilla also had memories of following him into those special places, and she wasn't there when she woke up.

But some clues can be found in reality.

In other words, if Ao Xue wants to dream, he is not only dreaming, but also pulls the people around him into the dream.

Agilla has already experienced it once.

The second characteristic that Ao Xue also summed up is that every time this situation occurs after leaving them.

Ajira didn't believe it at first, but now looking at Ao Xue, it seems that this is indeed the case.

He hadn't heard that sound, and he hadn't seen it.

Where they are now is an orbital platform thrown high in the air.

This place is also considered highly civilized, and these tracks can span the entire length of latitude. If you want to ride in a car in this place, you have to know which warp and which latitude you should take to get there.

Fatan's goal now is to pass through this parallel, wait until the next station, and then take the train to the suspended track of the warp. As long as he stays in the car for sightseeing, he can slowly complete the task.

This speed is definitely faster than three autobiographies.

So Ao Xue and Ai Jira are high in the air.

"I think the two of us should go down first. This place is actually called an arsenal, but I want to know what weapons are here. ”

It wasn't until this time that Ao Xue took out the document that she had been hiding for a long time.

The things marked on it have not been found by Ao Xue until now.

"Which one should I start with?" Ao Xue looked at the slip.

"Come on, maybe I can help you this time, at least I know where some of it came from. Come with me. ”

Aegila hooked her index finger at him and walked into the corner.

Ao Xue looked at him and touched her mask again. He hurried over and took off his mask and handed it to Ajira.

"After all, this place is strange, you better be careful and wear this mask."

"I'm wearing a mask, what are you going to do?" Agilla looked at the mask and then at Aoxue.

Ao Xue smiled a little playfully.

But maybe that's the best ending, not that.

Inadvertently, Ao Xue gently dropped a mark to the side. If Ajira dies, Ao Xue can at least bring her back.

It's like bringing those people back from the space station.

They took the elevator for a long time, and they got off the elevator and got to the street of the place.

It's really an empty street.

Ao Xue wanted to walk away, but Adola suddenly pulled him, and she quickly pushed him into the space and hurriedly closed the door.

Ao Xue saw him like this and didn't know what was going on.

He also leaned to the door.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

"Yes, it's a group of people who came here today for the assessment. Don't let them find out, or they'll kill you. ”

Ai Jila's words made Ao Xue feel that this matter was really a bit strange, how could someone kill him for no reason?

Ao Xue looked out through the crack in the door and saw a group of people who looked like walking corpses.

They were holding a three-headed hellhound the size of a man. The Cerberus had no hair on its body, but a flame growing out of it. There were about five of them, and one group was dressed in Gothic robes. Some wore knightly hats like them, while others wore hoods.

They all have sharp weapons in their hands.

Upon reaching the gate, the three-headed Cerberus suddenly stopped, as if sniffing something.

Of the three heads, the one that leans towards this side is looking at the gate on this side.

The man who led the three-headed hellhound did not forcibly pull the three-headed hellhound away. On the contrary, he also looked at the door.

Ao Xue and Ai Jira hurriedly left through the crack in the door, each with their backs against a large door. Ao Xue looked at this guy, stretched out her hand, and covered her mouth.

Ajira struggled for a moment, signaling that she could cover herself.

The two of them just held their breath and glanced at each other.

The man's footsteps came slowly. He looked inside through the crack in the door, but saw nothing.

He turned and walked away, as if he didn't want to stay here too long, and didn't want to ask for proof.

As the footsteps left, when Ao Xue and Ai Jira looked again, they found that the group had completely left.

"Alright, now you can tell me a good idea of what a wise man is."

These guys have actually eaten too much hideous meat, so they have dropped here, but they are very strong in combat effectiveness. , don't look at him, he seems to be similar to ordinary people on the surface, but when the real fight starts, you will find that these people are very powerful and rely entirely on instinct.

But their instincts are the fighting instincts that have flowed from countless battles. In their eyes, even if they are as strong as strange and hideous, they are just prey.