Barth hesitated for a long time, but finally did not take a step. If the Holy Son's infiltration combat ability is very scummy, then his own infiltration combat ability is the scum of the scum. He preferred to stay in the camp and look after his goddess for the Holy Son.

......

......

The two hidden in the jungle were already able to see the spirits wandering with guns in the distance through the six-pupil masks.

Although the autumn is high and cool, the blue sky and white clouds. But for no reason, since Tang Yun met Sibo and escaped from the Apocalypse Concentration Camp, today is the most depressed and difficult day for him. That ordinary face was not as energetic as before, it was extremely ugly, and it was almost gloomy dripping water. It's not because of any danger, it's because of the mushy, green, viscous liquid that is applied to the body.

This thing emitted an indescribable stench, Tang Yun only felt that his chest was suffocated, and he was nauseous for a while, and his stomach was about to spasm.

Tang Yun and Smith sneak up on a small wave of gun-wielding spirits on the road. A small two-wheeled off-road motorcycle was snatched, and a puppet was also dressed in an orange geist costume that was stolen from the previous battlefield. When they approached the entrance of the lair, the two of them threw away the off-road locomotive, and then they walked towards the lair of the geist with a somewhat similar step.

Sbo's "zombie step" is pretended, but Tang Yun's ...... It's probably a little dizzy from the smell.

According to Booth's memory, SPERA's main body is supposed to be at the location of this nest. Of course, that was a thousand years ago, and Tang Yun would definitely not believe that the SPERA body would have been in this place honestly for a thousand years. And it was a city, not a lair. But this must be the best breakthrough when looking for clues.

Tang Yun staggered and walked slowly, and suddenly couldn't help retching a few times, and then scolded in a low voice. "S...... Booth, bro, I'm a dedication this time, and I'm worthy of you! ”

Eamon's magical recipe was a kind of torture at all, the smell of flowers and plants emitted by those native plants could not hide the strange smell emitted by the mixing of human vomit and zombie intestinal residues, Tang Yun felt that he was about to suffocate.

"Thank you, Tang Yun." Booth's answer was mechanical, lacking emotion and tone.

"Can you be more sincere in your words of thanks? Do you know what it's like for someone with a cleanliness fetish to have a body of? I feel like I'm going to explode! ”

After hearing Tang Yun say this, Sibo expressed his gratitude for the second time. The tone is still flat, just a few more words in the sentence.

"Thank you very much, Tang Yun!"

"Barely accepting ......"

......

It was painful, but it was also smooth. Emmon's "recipe for smearing" seems to have worked. Until the two of them successfully passed through the entrance of the lair, there were no geists and zombies at all to notice them. Only the puppet controlled by Sbo raised his finger and pointed to the beam of the huge metal gate at the entrance, and whispered.

"I detected scanning equipment at the entrance, and I think we may have been exposed."

Tang Yun looked at it silently, and continued to take a step towards the zombie. As long as you use the power of the miniature crystalline [Golem] and the Aether Armor [Berserker Armor], these geists will not be able to hurt themselves at all. Sibo's puppet is from Shen Fei, which is almost the pinnacle of the scientific and technological strength of the Apocalypse Research Institute, and the strength of the S-level [Holy Domain] is not much compared to the gold-level Holy War. And even if this puppet is destroyed, it will not affect the body of Sibo parasitic on himself, and he has no need to be timid.

Behind the entrance to the lair is a wasteland resembling the ruins of the city, with rubble, dilapidated locomotives, ruined walls, and a "patrol" of twenty or thirty geistels. The two of them deliberately avoided these guys, and the swaying zombie steps were very time-consuming, and it took more than half an hour to meet the second pipe card. Infiltrating the group of geists, scanning it again and continuing onwards into a long underground tunnel. The tunnel is wide enough to pass through at least six Union military vehicles in parallel. The width is wide, but there are only two lights in the more than ten meters inside, which looks dim and long. One person and one puppet swayed and walked forward slowly, surrounded by sparse, walking corpse-like spirits, plus these guys would occasionally look up and howl twice inexplicably, which was especially terrifying. It doesn't feel good.

Occasionally, large locomotives whizz by, bringing gusts of wind in the empty underground tunnels. The sound of the wind and the unique echo of the emptiness in the tunnel are reflected in one place, adding a creepy feeling to the current environment out of thin air. Tang Yun was also panicked in his heart, and he was choked uncomfortably by the smell on his body. He didn't speak anymore, but moved forward silently.

Oh, my God......

When Tang Yun walked out of the tunnel and really entered this so-called lair, he was stunned all of a sudden.

What kind of devil's lair is this? It's simply "heaven"!

I don't dare to compare with places like Changping Xing and Wu Xuanxing that I don't know very well. However, the degree of development here is definitely stronger than that of the impoverished Comia star field and the system is very backward, and the gap between the rich and the poor is huge.

The wide highway is lined with large two-carriage buses, and the road is lined with clusters of high-rise buildings. The buildings are about twenty or thirty floors, and almost all of them are glass exterior structures, only blue and green. The sunlight reflects a little dazzling on these tall buildings.

There are a few white clouds floating in the already clear blue sky of the earth, and some small flying machines occasionally pass through it, as if it were embellishment.

If this is the case alone, it is the level of the campus of Songyan University in the northern region of Songyan City. But the key thing is that it's very clean, and there is not a single trace of trash or floating dirt on the road. The high-rise buildings with glass facades look as if they have just been washed, almost as sparkling.

The most important thing is order.

There are no small cars on the wide highways, only orange double-section buses. The clean sidewalks, as if they had just been swept thirty or fifty times, were also wide, with a small half being ordinary sidewalks and the other half being automatic walkways covered with conveyor belts.

All the geists in the lair were the same as the ones Tang Yun and the others had encountered before, all of them were dressed in orange clothes. Three in a row, five in a column. Either you're walking neatly down the sidewalk, or you're walking slowly on the conveyor belt at the exact same pace.

Everything, even Tang Yun, an obsessive-compulsive disorder, couldn't find the slightest place to complain.