"Let us go!"

"King, we're here to save you!"

In a dark and damp cave, thirty Spartan warriors covered in wounds and wrapped like chrysalis were struggling, but the layer of slime wrapped around their bodies was too strong and too powerful, and every time they tried to break the slime, their strength would almost be exhausted, and the slime would shrink into its original shape, and all efforts would be in vain.

"Damn, what the hell did that abominable wizard get us, why are these damn things so nasty!"

At the mention of the word "wizard", all of a sudden, including the Spartan warrior who spoke, fell silent! Being able to kill nearly 300 Spartan warriors with the strength of one person, and can also drive away strange creatures like devils, this kind of thing is something that even the saints in their clan can't do!

"Brothers, don't give up, you must take advantage of the other party's absence to break free from this thing quickly, otherwise it will be dangerous when the other party comes back, we haven't returned to Thermopylae for so long, maybe now the Greek allies are being attacked by the Persian pigs, and the Spartan warriors will not abandon the allies!" The king of Sparta, Leonidas, saw that the mood of the crowd was low, so he had to speak, but the effect of this sentence was not very great.

It was not that the Spartan warriors did not want to defend the Thermopylae Pass, or that they had abandoned their allies, but that the king's words had echoed in this gloomy cave several times, from their initial excitement to their current downturn, and each time they could not get out of the predicament in front of them.

"Hey, hey! Shadow, did the boss tell you what you want us to do here? ”

Suddenly, a voice full of dissatisfaction echoed in the cave that had just been quiet, and along with this sound, there were three pillars of light flashlights, which shot into the dark cave like lightning, and everything in the cave was clearly illuminated, and the thirty Spartan warriors wrapped in the ground were all available.

"Wow! What is this TM, why does it still have a human head! With a flashlight, Zhang Yi took the lead and walked in, but when he saw the cicada-like chrysalis on the ground, he immediately screamed like a woman.

"Shut up!"

Ah Ying covered his ears to prevent the echoes echoing in the cave from reaching his brain, and at the same time slapped his elbow on the other person's shoulder, and motioned for the other person not to speak.

And just after Ah Ying stopped Zhang Yi, the only female surname who came in with them, the girl in pajamas, whispered to the two: "Look, these are those Spartan warriors!" They weren't all dead! ”

"Huh?! Really, Jin Lu, your eyes are so good, isn't it 5.0? Actually, I don't need you to say that I can see it, after all, the appearance of these [***] muscular men is very recognizable....... ”

"Shut up ......!"

This strange trio was originally four people, but because one was killed by Chu Yuanling's sneak attack by the desperate team, there were only three left, one is a suicidal man named Zhang Yi who likes to talk nonsense, one is called Ah Ying who is dressed in strange clothes, can't see his face clearly, and his sense of presence is also very low, and the last one is a pajama girl, her name is Jin Lu, she is a deputy marketing manager of dairy products, giving people a soft and natural feeling.

I don't know if it's because he killed the so-called companion with his own hands, the situation of the latter two seems to be a little wrong, Zhang Yi is more verbose than before, and always reveals Jin Lu's words, while Jin Lu speaks softly and is like a mosquito barking, as if he is a little white rabbit who is stealing something and is afraid that something will come over and catch him.

"The captain ordered us to come here and let us kill people, there are thirty Spartans in here, we must kill ten each!" Ah Ying's tone is the same as his personality, giving people a very bland feeling, but although the tone is flat, the content is extremely powerful!

"What!?" When the two of them heard Ah Ying's words, they were almost shocked and didn't bite their tongues!

Whether it was Zhang Yi or Jin Lu, they had imagined that they had killed someone this time, and they could be regarded as following Mu to tolerate the so-called surrender, although they didn't know what the consequences would be when they got on the thief ship, but after all, they were safe now, but what they didn't expect was that the person they had just killed not long ago was just the beginning, and now the other party wanted them to kill more people, and the number was ten times that of before!

Ah Ying ignored the panic of the two, he indifferently ejected the tungsten blade in his hand, and then walked slowly into the cave, while he continued to say in a flat tone: "Kill or not to kill you yourself, but I will definitely do it, the points have been killed, and now these Spartan warriors are extra point props, we must kill them in order to survive, and since the captain has given the order, I think we should obey it, no matter why he will let us get these points, I think there are his reasons." ”

At the same time, he also added in his heart: "And I don't want to become a second underworld when I don't have the strength to resist anything, that would be too unwise......!" ”

Hearing Ah Ying's words, Zhang Yi had the heart to do sophistry, but considering that his people did need to continue to kill people at the moment, after all, they killed the Stygian and others and each of them were burdened with a debt of 2,000 supply points, and now they have not completed the task of breaking through the hot spring pass, who knows if there will be any other changes, if the supply points are not enough at that time, they will be dumbfounded.

A moment later, there was a burst of wailing screams from inside the cave, and the alien guards near the cave also let out a roar of excitement after smelling the smell of blood inside......

……

Looking at the groups of tents and bonfires that rendered the sky red, Mu Rong was dressed in leather armor and walked slowly in it, while the Persian soldiers passing around him were either drinking water or eating meat, and the smell of wine and meat in the air made Mu Rong feel a burst of hunger, and his stomach rumbled a few times. He hadn't eaten much since he came here, and the food of the soldiers had indeed completely seduced his appetite.

"Come and drink, everyone!"

"Haha, I'll tell you, don't look at the success of the Greeks' sneak attack on us, but as long as Xerxes the Great lets his immortal army ......."

The crowd gathered around the bonfire, and Mu Rong sat casually in a corner near this bonfire, holding the wine and barbecue meat snatched from other soldiers in his hands, eating and listening, bathing in this ancient era, feeling the exotic customs around him, at this moment he seemed to be completely integrated into the world, and really became an ordinary Persian soldier, enjoying the atmosphere of the barracks where everyone praised and insulted each other.

"Three hundred Spartan warriors ......." Suddenly, he remembered the movie again, the one he had witnessed in person in the cinema.

Outside the movie is the audience, and many viewers have their own lives, and Mu Tolerance used to be the same, but who would have thought that one day he would actually come to this movie, come to this movie world, destroy the Spartan warriors with his own hands, sit cross-legged in the Persian barracks, eat the food taken from them, and watch a group of Persians who can't even be called cannon fodder talk loudly here.

Looking at everything in front of him, Mu Rong knew that these people were all living people, they all had their own consciousness, their own souls, and even in a sense, they could be called human beings more than Mu Rong these drifters.

"Maybe...... in other worlds, my experience, my life may also be just a movie, an illusion, being watched by others for the pleasure of others, heh, everything may be a dream, but I don't know when this dream will wake ......up."

The Drifter is destined to be a passerby of the world, which he has understood since he learned about the world after his resurrection, but now he can't help but reveal his true feelings when he touches the scene.

"Captain, it's him, it's this person who robbed me of my wine and food, and he also kicked ......!"

Just when Mu Rong's mind was in a trance, suddenly the bonfire in front of him was blocked by a huge black shadow, and there was a relatively strong young man beside this black shadow who was pointing at Mu Rong and saying something.

However, before the other party could speak, he saw that Mu Rong's originally trance-like eyes had recovered a cold color, and then he shook his hand, and the black shadow in front of him and the young man who spoke fell into the bonfire together.

"Ahhhh......hh

Under the night sky, there were two sounds comparable to the screams of killing pigs in the barracks, which had just been talking happily!

"Ah Ying, they should have killed all the Spartan warriors, although I don't know why my supply points are suddenly reduced, but let them kill those Spartan warriors should not be reduced, and then let them trade to me after they go back, and now they should catch a few little mice of the desperate team from here!" Listening to the pig killing cry, Mu Yan's face no longer had the emotion he had just had, and he looked at the two people who were rolling in the flames, there was no pity in his eyes, as if he was looking at two burning sticks.

Slowly got up, took advantage of no one to pay attention to him, and once again integrated into the barracks, and if you could see him from above at this time, you could find that the target of his advance was the very center of this barracks, a huge tent seven or eight meters high, and the surrounding area of this tent was full of soldiers wearing black armor and masks, they were like the undead guarding the coffin, exuding an aura like ice, devouring all the light and temperature around them!

Looking at the group of immortal guards in front of him, Mu Yan narrowed his cold eyes, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"I wonder if these emotionless immortals will be parasitized by aliens in the same way that they can acquire some interesting skills from me?" (To be continued.) )