"Roaring ――――――"

'Buzz ――――――'

The massive cluster of firepower of the living corpse-like unit resembles the muzzle of a heavy machine gun's mechanical arm on its right arm, and the half-meter-long blue light that erupted incessantly flickered, tilting the dense rain of bullets into the wide passage, and the sparks brought by it seemed to turn the entire wide passage into a rain of fire.

In this rain of fire, Wu Fei's figure kept tossing and turning like a swift cheetah, but the pace of rushing forward did not stop for a moment, and the 'Soul of the Behemoth' M500 revolver held in his left hand was even more deafening roar one after another, and in the burst of silver soul light on the body of the gun, the bullets of terrifying caliber were shot out, and the bullets that were fired out did not disappear until they accurately smashed the back of the head of a living corpse.

'Bang'

With a dull sound, Wu Fei's feet stomped on the ground under the almost seamless coverage of the firepower net, and the strong force pushed Wu Fei's whole body to pounce like a cannonball.

The 'flange' held in his right hand was shocked by Wu Fei's arm like a nail in a flash of red light, and was nailed into the middle of the exposed chest of the flesh and blood of a living corpse at the moment, and at this point, Wu Fei had already rushed into the front line of the troops of the living corpse.

Belongs' The red light of Flange's flashed in the wide dark passage, and a bright red crystal sword pierced through the chests of living corpses, and Wu Fei's figure covered in flames was a domineering left and right rush in the front of the living corpses, during which the strange cold weapon on the left arm of the living corpse troops was also slashed at Wu Fei's body with its rusty, but sharp blade slashed at Wu Fei's body, but it was not dodged when the sudden fire around Wu Fei's body flashed, even if it was slashed on Wu Fei's body, it could only splash the four splashes of metal sparks as powerlessly as slashing on the alloy。

'Bang! ’

When rushing all the way to the last part of the living corpse-like troops, Wu Fei raised his foot and kicked the burly body of a living corpse in a muffled sound, and then rushed to the rear clearance area of the living corpse-like troops in one fell swoop.

"Fried!"

With a loud shout, even though the sub-swords separated by the 'Flange' behind Wu Fei pierced through the chamber one after another, the living corpse-like troops, which still did not have the slightest slowness, turned into scattered crystallized pieces in the sound of explosions and bright red explosions, and the crystals were wrapped in the corpses of the living corpse-like troops.

However, the use of 'flange' in this way did not have any side effects on Wu Fei, and at this time, Wu Fei's right arm holding the 'flange' body showed a tendency to crystallize, which made 'flange' a little worried.

"Emperor, after all, my power does not come from your body, but an external power with your sorcery power as the core of energy, excessive use will make your flesh and blood weaken and then become vulnerable, and overload will cause your heart to be crystallized and stop beating, so it's better to rest for a while." 'Fran' said with concern.

Wu Fei walked to the end of the passage with a little pain on his face, and the handrails on both sides were carved with lifelike statues, enough to accommodate ten people in parallel with the upward spiral staircase.

As soon as Wu Fei stepped on the first section of the stairs, he found a dusty stone slab with some blurred handwriting on the surface of the dusty edge of the staircase illuminated by the transformation of the 'flange' at his feet into a blue decorative sword.

Stepping forward and picking it up, the Grimome began to translate without Wu Fei's command.

"According to the scribbled record on this stone tablet, the thing you dealt with before was called a 'corpse golem', a soldier who fused corpses with machines and drove them with an unknown force as a power source, but this is the lowest class soldier so it can be destroyed by any physical force, but the weakness is not the head or heart, but the power core hidden deep in the corpse at the collarbone." The Grimoire explained after a brief silence.

"Like that 'new force expansion plan' that X-7 Spire Branson did before?" Wu Fei remembered the kind of mutant soldier he encountered in the X-7 Spire, where humans and living corpses merged.

"There are indeed a lot of similarities, but apparently this is the product of a series of cooperation such as knowing tactics independently, and the X-7 spire is a puppet-like defective product, but the command system of these 'corpse golems' is mentioned at the end of the slate, but there is no other information." Hearing this, the Magic Book also agreed.

"Chain of Command?" Wu Fei, who was speeding up the spiral staircase, asked after hearing what the Demon Book said.

"Yes, it's better to be careful." The Grimome said with some uncertainty, after all, this spire at his feet was the first time to enter.

The exchange in the sea of knowledge came to an end, and Wu Fei had already arrived at the lower area of the spire.

Looking at the only barrier to the lower area, a gate with a different pattern and carving from the previous two spires, Wu Fei touched the slag on his chin and looked at it, but after not coming to a conclusion, he pulled out the big knife 'Wan Jiang', and in the chainsaw buzz and flames, he sawed the gate in front of him in half and kicked it open with his foot.

'Bang, bang'

The sawn metal gate collapsed in two successive noises and a thick cloud of smoke, revealing a pitch-black subterranean space behind it.

Once again, he took out the blue decorative sword transformed by the 'flange' as a lighting device, and Wu Fei's vision was much clearer and brighter.

As Wu Fei stepped in and gradually deepened, the spire under his feet, which had been drilled directly into a mine due to some possible changes in the earth's crust, and everything covered in dust around it showed that this place had never been occupied by the extinct battle wizards, because there was no equipment that could be operated by human hands, but only some strange shapes and all of them were scrapped, and their function was unknown.

And the deeper he went, the more Wu Fei discovered the strangeness of the spire at his feet.

It's so quiet

Like

A trap!

'Chambered Chambered ......'

The blue flames that shone in the darkness shone at the same time in all directions of Wu Fei, and a dense black spike like rain attacked Wu Fei in all directions!

The flame demon form activated in the blink of an eye, and Wu Fei's broadsword 'Ten Thousand Generals' instantly disintegrated into tail blades and silver sharp knives and danced like a spirit snake when Wu Fei's hands flew up and down.

'Bang! Qiang ...... Poof, poof. ’

After a dense metal clash sound, Wu Fei, who had blocked most of the spikes, was stabbed into the ribs by two spikes from a tricky and vicious angle.

The magma and roaring flames kept surging on Wu Fei's body, and the half-length image of the flame general behind Wu Fei also shone around as the flames melted the two spikes into molten iron.

With a creak, after Wu Fei stopped the blood from pouring out of his body with an ordinary soul, a tall figure also walked slowly from the darkness, his pace was not hurried or slow, as if he was taking a leisurely walk in his own back garden.

"Your movements are fast, and your reactions are quick, not only did you wipe out my soldiers, but I also caused you such a trivial wound in the trap I carefully arranged, but that's the end of it." The hoarse female voice like a crow's cry sounded, but it was like a spiritual consciousness that Wu Fei directly understood what she meant.

As the figure kept getting closer, Wu Fei saw the dozens of strange firearms levitating around her clearly, and the magma chains shot out intensively in the blink of an eye, and cut the dozens of strange firearms in half with a sonorous sound, and then turned into scrap copper and rotten iron everywhere.

"Really?"

As soon as Wu Fei's voice fell, his figure roared out like a dragon.