Chapter 22: The Secret Duel
In 1980, in the desert around Lop Nur.
A woman wrapped in a thick scarf walks quickly through the desert. The hot climate didn't seem to have any effect on her.
As the woman climbed onto a huge sand dune, she glanced at the instrument on her right wrist and exhaled softly. After confirming that there was no purpose, the woman took off the scarf on her body, took out a fist-sized cube from her backpack, and gently pressed it on the cube with her fingers, and the cube suddenly began to deform, turning into a shiny alloy exoskeleton, which covered the woman's body seamlessly.
The woman activated some kind of energy system, and the exoskeletons on her hands instantly turned into hard claws, and they dug down towards the dunes at great speed.
Underground space, ice and snow world.
Lu Qing had already approached the tall snow-capped mountain, but there was still no trace of the beaver. The last time the beaver escaped from the mouth of a Mongolian worm, it was left with scars. What kind of crisis did he encounter this time? Is there any good luck from last time? Although Lu Qing has always been wary of the beaver, he admires this young man from the bottom of his heart, and silently prays in his heart that he can save the day again, after all, the two are still in a state of cooperation.
Moreover, the compass in the beaver's hand is crucial to finding the Pisces jade pendant. Without guidance, trying to find a jade pendant in the snowy mountains is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. Not to mention finding the secret behind the jade pendant.
After advancing for more than an hour, Lu Qing vaguely saw a dry forest in front of him.
When he came to the edge of the woods, Lu Qing was surprised to find that this was actually a poplar forest. How can there be a poplar forest in the ice and snow world? This is counterintuitive. Populus euphratica is known as the tree of miracles for 10,000 years, living for 3,000 years without dying, after death for 3,000 years, and immortal after 3,000 years of falling. However, it is common knowledge that Populus euphratica generally survives on the Gobi Desert. After being silent for a long time, Lu Qing pursed his lips, and after experiencing many bizarre events, he was no longer surprised. Who would have thought that there would be a world of ice and snow underground?
The poplar forest seems to have died completely, leaving only dry trunks. Dead things that have no soul are always disturbing and terrifying. Lu Qing is no exception, the ghost knows what terrible things will appear in this forest.
Lu Qing waved the alloy knife twice, rubbed his cold hands, and entered the poplar forest with all his spirits. However, what he didn't expect was that from a distance, he did not enter a forest, but a dark cloud. And the shape of the cloud was extremely strange, it looked like a huge human brain.
On the snowy field, the mountain beaver is fighting the terrifying ice beast. These ice beasts are huge, like frozen giant apes, extremely powerful, and seem to be blessed by some kind of power in this ice and snow world, and every time they fall, they will quickly get up and rejoin the battle.
Rao is mountain beaver is extraordinary, and under the constant siege, he is still a little tired to deal with. Regarding Lu Qing's sudden disappearance, the mountain beaver did not show anxiety, and seemed to understand the cause and effect.
"Ahh In the middle of the battle, the beaver suddenly rolled in the snow with his head in his arms, and his brain seemed to have been traumatized in some way.
The ice beast did not let go of this opportunity, and attacked again and again, leaving deep wounds on the beaver's body. In severe pain, the beaver struggled to his feet. He struggled to his feet, gritted his silver teeth, folded his hands, and chanted an obscure incantation in his mouth. Suddenly, the beaver's body was shrouded in a dazzling golden light, but the seven orifices gradually flowed out viscous black blood.
As the ice beasts approached the golden light, they let out a wail one after another, like the solid ice that had met the flames, melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Unknown time and space, in a black chamber.
"Damn, the poor little thing dares to resist, do you know the consequences of persecuting me?" The dark shadows hovering over the massive crystal ball roared in anger.
"Hahaha...... Ahem......" In the corner of the chamber, the man in the cage laughed a few times, and then coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood.
"What are you laughing at?" The black shadow floated in the air and turned to the man and shouted angrily.
"I feel happy to see you not doing what you wanted." The man in the cage laughed miserably.
"Really?" With a wave of the black shadow's hand, the man's chest was instantly hit hard, and he coughed up blood again.
"In that case...... the dark shadow muttered for a long time before making a final decision.