About half an hour later, Iron Slag and Hillman drove the jeep through a rough mountain road and stopped at a relatively wide platform. At a glance, the road ahead is no longer suitable for vehicles, so you have to rely on walking. After stopping the car and turning off the ignition, the two turned on the spotlight on their helmets and continued along the stone steps on the side of the platform.

At this moment, without the headlights of the vehicle, the surrounding light has dimmed a lot. Occasionally, a very fast wind blew through the hall, which not only made people stagger, but also carried a shrill whistling sound, making the whole environment even more eerie.

The two had climbed the stone steps for a quarter of an hour before Hillman was out of breath and asked to stop, saying that he wanted to rest for a while. Iron Slag then stopped and leaned against the stone wall to relax. Although this mechanical power armor is not very heavy, it is also a matter of tens of kilograms, and without turning on the power increase, he is equivalent to climbing the mountain with weights, which is naturally a little hard.

Taking a few breaths, Hillman opened the shield on his helmet, raised his head and drank the can of Gité, then activated the psionic transformer. Even though the people of the Shiros family were born with strong physiques, he was always a human with an ordinary physical structure, and he couldn't withstand a long period of weight-bearing action, and he couldn't walk without activating the psionic energy amplification.

"Otherwise, you go back to the car and wait for me." Iron Slag saw him drink the special agent, so he made a suggestion. After all, drinking this thing for a long time will cause some harm to the body.

"No need to ......" Hillman waved his hand, as if sensing the Iron Slag's concern, and he explained that the people of their Hiros family had an "advanced metabolic constitution", and even if they drank a lot of Gerte, it would not affect their health. Subsequently, he also elaborated on what a higher metabolic constitution is.

During the nuclear winter after the ancient nuclear war, a small part of the water source of the underground shelter was contaminated with nuclear radiation. Most of these underground vaults perished, with only a handful holding out until the end of the nuclear winter. The people of this part of the underground shelter survived because they had evolved an "advanced metabolic constitution" that allowed them to drink directly from polluted water. And the ancestor of the Shiros family is one of these people.

"Think about it, my little sister can eat everything, and she never has diarrhea." Hillman asked, grinning.

"This ......," Iron Slag thought about for a while, and remembered that once Lena went to his dwarf stronghold to play, and ate up half a bag of pears that he had dug up to make bait as fruit, and said that it was sweet and delicious. As a result, he was frightened at the time, because sand pears are poisonous to humans, and eating a small piece will cause diarrhea. But Lena didn't think so, and refused to even spit it out. In retrospect, it should have something to do with the special physique of the Shiros family.

"I said before I came, I won't hold you back, as long as you give me enough special medicine, I can drink the strength equivalent to that of a fifth-order psion." Hillman said triumphantly.

"How many doses are you going to drink?" Iron Slag asked.

Hillman didn't answer, just opened his index finger and thumb and gestured.

"How much!" Iron Slag frowned, didn't guess, but asked in a deep voice.

"If you drink eight garts at once, you can maintain the strength of your spiritual power for half an hour." Hillman replied. His three psionic attributes are assessed as: Absorption 1, Control 3, and Psionic 1. Assuming that he drank eight jars of special medicine in a row, he would be able to increase his spiritual power to 5, which was barely equivalent to the combat power of a fourth-order psionic person. Because when fighting, the absorption power does not play any role, only the control power and spiritual power are effective. But then again, he can use the gaters without restrictions, and theoretically as long as he can drink it and absorb it in time, his psionic energy is unlimited.

In the middle of his thoughts, Iron Slag suddenly stretched out his hand to him and asked, "Give me a can to try." ”

"You want to drink too?" Faced with the whim of the iron slag, Hillman was taken aback at first, and then quickly explained, "You are not a psionic, your nerve endings cannot sense liquid psionic energy, and drinking it will not only fail to absorb, but also erode your internal organs, even if you want to try, you have to try it when the medical conditions allow." ”

Iron Slag thought about it, although he had the physique of an insect, he would have diarrhea like eating a sand pear by mistake, and it was still not comparable to the monster physique of the Shiros family, so he didn't say anything.

After more than ten minutes, the two of them had almost rested, and continued their journey, walking up the stone steps on the cliff towards the edge outpost. After more than twenty minutes, the two climbed a very steep stone staircase and finally arrived at the destination of the trip, a cave carved into the stone wall.

They were received by two Dawn Expeditionary Force combat guards and reported on the situation.

Three hours earlier, fifteen kilometers north of the outpost and about six kilometers deep, they had spotted the nest of a "big red skin". The nest was dug on the big west wall, and the straight line distance between the entrance of the cave and the big east wall was about 800 meters.

And the "Big Red Skin" in their mouth is an unofficial name, depending on the skin color and size of the archdemon. In terms of skin color, it is generally divided into miscellaneous skin, green skin, red skin, black skin, and purple skin, while in terms of body type, it is only divided into "size", with a body length of more than 10 meters and a "small" body length of more than 10 meters. The so-called "big red skin" refers to the abyssal archdemon with red, light red or dark red skin and a body length of more than ten meters.

"We reckon it migrated recently, and after digging its nest, it went straight into hibernation." A combat servant said.

"Take us there." Iron Slag demanded.

"This ......" The two fighters suddenly looked embarrassed and stood up. On the one hand, they have no flying equipment and cannot escape in case of danger; Secondly, the Iron Clag is only the commander of the Contemplative Fortress, not the commander of the Kingfisher unit of the Dawn Expeditionary Force. Although their superiors were both Templar Princesses, they were part of an organization that did not have direct authority to direct them.

Watching the reaction of the two combat servants, Iron Slag soon realized that his request had crossed the line. Just then, a Templar dressed in silver Light Power Armor walked into the cave. When he saw the iron slag, he immediately saluted and greeted, "Hello, Lord Wilderness Knight. ”

Iron Slag got up to return the salute, and then the two chatted for a while. When the Templar heard of the Iron Slag's request, he quickly offered to take them there. The trio then exited the cave at the outpost and headed north along the hand-dug improvised stone steps. Due to its location on the edge of a human-controlled area, the boardwalk is poorly fortified and barely passable.

After walking for a while, Hillman opened the glass shield on his helmet and drank another jar of Gart. The Templar couldn't help but wonder when he saw Hillman's movements. For most psykers, it is a very strange thing to drink a gadger during non-combat periods. But he didn't ask much, and continued to lead the way.

Five hours later......

The three of them came to a natural bulge on the cliff, and they all sat down breathlessly. Carrying dozens of kilograms of power armor on his back, he walked more than ten kilometers, and even the iron slag with an evolution degree of more than 60% was a little unbearable. Along the way, Hillman drank a total of four jars of Gart, and the Templar was dumbfounded, and finally took advantage of the rest to ask.

"This big brother, if you drink so many galts, aren't you afraid of kidney failure?" He asked curiously.

Hillman smiled, and without any concealment, he directly told the other party about the family's special physique.

"Ahh It turns out that you are a Na Ling. The Templars immediately sighed. Among the psionics, the "Narrator" is a very special being, they can drink a large amount of special potions, and use it to increase combat power and replenish psionic energy. Compared to most psionics, they are like a machine that can be refueled at any time, and they are extremely capable of continuous combat. As far as he knew, the supreme commander of the "Heavenly Fury" unit of the First Army of the Dawn Expeditionary Force was a rare Na Ling, although he heard that there was only a fourth order, but the role he played on the battlefield was immeasurable.

"It's okay." Hillman habitually flicked his hair (helmet) and said pretendly. Looking at the other two people present, they both rolled their eyes in unison.

After resting for about half an hour, Iron Slag drank the concentrated nutrients, and felt that his strength had almost recovered, so he offered to continue walking, but the Templar pleaded: "Lord Iron Slag, please allow me to rest for a while, my psionic level must be restored to about 70% to ensure my own safety." ”

In desperation, Iron Slag had to continue to wait......

After about an hour, the Templars had rested, and the trio left the platform and continued north along the boardwalk......

It didn't take long for the Templars, who were leading the way, to stop suddenly, then crouched down on the spot, pointed to a place on the opposite side of the Great West Wall, and said, "It's over there." ”

Iron Slag crouched down, activated the helmet's farsight function, and looked in the direction the Templars were pointing. As the focal length is adjusted, the scene in front of you gradually zooms in and closes. After a few seconds, the vision became clear, and a huge cave appeared on the opposite stone wall. At this moment, in the bleak environment, a faint red light was revealed in the cave, which looked very strange.

As if to guess the doubts in Iron Slag's mind, the Templar whispered, "The body of the Great Red Skin emits a red spectrum, which is less intense when dormant and more intense when angry. ”

At this time, Hillman, who was squatting on the side, came over and interjected and asked, "By the way, I heard that a big red skin is worth tens of thousands of gold coins, is it true?" ”

"This big red skin, if it can be transported back in its entirety, is worth at least more than 50,000 gold." The Templars estimated. The spine and heart of the Abyss Great Demon are the core materials of the Demon Power Armor, and now major companies are conducting research and development, and they are in great demand. Not only that, the blood of the Great Demon is the core ingredient of several high-grade potions, while the bones and tendons are excellent biological materials, and the skull and the curved horn are the home decorations that the nobles compete with. For example, in the living room of the Atlantic Mansion, there is the skull of such an abyss archdemon.

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Toothache, pain......