Covered in blade-shaped scales, the "big lizard" weaves its way through the endless sand, dragging an inestimable golden carriage from ancient Egyptian gods behind a rope tied to its body.

The wheels of the carriage, made of gold and inlaid with various colored gemstones, seemed to have been blessed by ancient magic, and as they galloped, the four gold wheels that spun wildly did not touch the sand below, maintaining a distance of about ten centimeters from the ground.

Although "riding in the carriage of the gods" sounds very stylish, Zhang Luo, who is currently sitting on the crystal "throne" in the car, has no intention of enjoying this journey at all.

When the carriage jolted again, he expressed his thoughts in a calm tone: "I think the gods of ancient Egypt must have been beaten with iron. ”

"It's good to have a car to sit in, and if you complain again, I'll throw you down." Hasyel, who was sitting across from him, said angrily.

After seeing Zhang Luo's words and deeds, the woman's previous shyness was long gone, and she was even forced by him to start complaining.

At this time, Harser had released Anubis from possession and returned to his original bronze form as a royal sister.

However, in Zhang Luo's opinion, there is still a certain "dead air" lingering in her.

It's not so much dead as a corpse. And this feeling seems to have appeared not so long ago......

Zhang Luo was still thinking about where he had felt something similar, and he noticed that the speed of Tarask, who was pulling the cart, began to slow down.

Immediately afterwards, Tarask's English with a London accent came from the front of the carriage:

"Here we are, mortals."

Finally arrived at the destination, Zhang Luo hurriedly jumped out of the car, and what caught his eye was a simple desert barracks.

It is said that it is a barracks, but in fact, it is just a few earthy yellow tents set up on a piece of land that is not a desert and is relatively hard, which looks really simple. However, on the battlefield, no one still has the heart to pursue any problems such as living comfort.

"You're from the Weird Talk Society, aren't you?" Standing guard in front of the "barracks", the young man in a desert camouflage uniform showed his identity card to Zhang Luo.

The identity of the "Executioner" camp is the appearance of a heavy black double-edged decapitator.

Seeing that the other party showed his identity card, Zhang Luo also took out the burning skull crest of the Strange Tales Research Association from the pocket of his camouflage uniform and shook it in front of the other party's eyes.

"I guess you're the weird talkers, you're so handsome! Every appearance is so gorgeous. The young Asian man, with his flat head and dark complexion, looked at the golden carriage behind Tarask with envy.

"No, you just have to sit once and you don't want to sit again, this thing almost caused me a herniated disc." Zhang Luo said with a smile, causing Haser next to him to roll his eyes.

The two of them followed the young man who looked like a human and walked briskly into the rudimentary base, and Tarask followed with a wagon.

Standing in the middle of the camp and looking around, Zhang Luo found that the situation here was very depressed, and there seemed to be no one in the less than ten tents, so he asked, "What about your troops?" ”

Hearing his question, the young man guarding the base lowered his head in frustration: "This time we can be regarded as defeated, and our troops are basically exhausted......

"Ah, no, wouldn't it?" Hasser asked in surprise, apparently not expecting the war to be so bad.

"Hmm." The young man nodded: "This time the new Ambrera company sent some new biological weapons, those things are really powerful, even the aces in our army have been killed by them......"

"Wait a minute." Zhang Luo, who was standing in the shadow of the tent to shade the sun, interrupted the young man's frustrated speech, and then asked the most important question at the moment:

"Is there a map? We need to know the specific situation of the war. ”

Rashly entering the war with a blank smear is undoubtedly an act of death. The first thing to understand now is, of course, the specific information of this battle.

"Okay, okay." The young man nodded busily and led Zhang Luo and Hasher into the largest tent next to them, and Tarask also stuck its scaly head in.

An impromptu combat meeting, attended by only four "people", officially began in the tent.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Luo finally figured out the ins and outs of this war:

- Half a month ago, the monsters of the Conqueror camp found a hidden ancient building buried under the sand under the Sahara Desert.

Just as the Conqueror's camp was planning to dig with great fanfare, in order to stop these guys, and also to investigate the mysterious ancient buildings beneath the sand, the army of the executioners also rushed to this desert with no land. A fierce battle immediately ensued between the two sides.

Since the Conqueror Camp is responsible for the excavation of the New Ambrera Company, this war has naturally turned into a "biological war" in which only flesh and blood and non-electronic devices can participate in the war under the influence of the signal jammers they have arranged.

And just yesterday -- the day of the Halloween Killing Contest. The situation on the battlefield, which had been stalemate, suddenly took a surprising turn.

The troops sent by the executioners are the famous "half-demons", these people are half-blooded fellows with extraordinary individual combat effectiveness, although they are small in number, but they have always pressed and beaten the monsters on the conqueror's side. For the specific situation, you can refer to the scene of a group of Dante and Virgil going on a killing spree in the monster group.

However, just yesterday, the "New Ambrera Company", which was defeated and retreated on the side of the conqueror's camp, suddenly dispatched a special biological weapon, and directly wiped out the half-demon army!

As for what kind of weapon it was, the only surviving half-demon, the flat-headed man who was in charge of guarding the camp, had no information at all.

Because yesterday it was the turn of this lucky guy to guard the camp, he didn't go to the battle at all, and he had no idea what was happening on the battlefield, but his teammates never returned......

"Oh? So you're also a half-demon? Zhang Luo looked at the young man with interest.

- The Hell Weapon "Pandora" in the arsenal of the Strange Tale Research Society can only be used by those who have demon blood. If I can get some blood from this guy, I should be able to pick up that black suitcase myself......

"Uh, do you need anything?" The young man was frightened by Zhang Luo's "meaningful" gaze and took a step back.

"Ignore him." Hazel pointed to the location marked with a red dot on the map: "The base of the new Ambrera Corporation should be here, right?" ”

"Yes." The young man nodded,

At this time, the big lizard, which had been silent, opened its bloody mouth full of fangs, and said in a deep voice:

"Now, then, let's go hunting."

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Writing this, the author Jun suddenly found a serious problem, the plot from chapter 48 to here, it turned out to be in two days! Well...... I feel like I'm so strong right now (serious face). Well, now let's get to the point, ask for favorites and recommendations, well, well~ thank you.