Lily pressed the dark grid next to the gym that blended into the wall next to it, and a wall cracked from the middle to the horizontal sides, quite a kind of artistic conception of combination and decomposition.

Zhao Qian didn't notice this, he looked at what was behind the wall.

A blue aperture.

The outer arc of the aperture is very unstable, as if something in my heart is instinctively telling me, and if I try to touch it, I will definitely die.

And this intuition gets sharper the closer you go.

He looked at it, and he was able to see through the transparent wall next to this aperture several buildings that were completely different from the style of any civilization on Earth.

There were more and more people around, although there were only a dozen or so in all.

The group of people who were meditating were the first to set an example, and almost without hesitation, they slipped into the blue circle of light in front of them, which was sometimes large and sometimes small.

Gone.

"Hurry up, it's only ten minutes."

Lily urged, as if to explain something, and she shouted so that everyone present could hear her.

"This energy wall cannot be broken according to current human technology. Hurry, you'll only be in it for two weeks at most, and then you'll be squeezed out. ”

Zhao Qian watched from the side, although he was a little surprised by the decisiveness of those guys who were not newcomers, but he could also judge a lot of things from them.

For example, the first black man in the lead was the strongest of those people. It is also the most dangerous feeling for Zhao Qian.

There was a commotion in the crowd of men and women who had come before him, and soon there were people who wanted to try it, and they were so quick to change their gear that it took little time. But each has its own characteristics.

A tall white man with a gun on his back tried to go inside to find out, but was pulled by Lily on the edge of the circle.

She has a lot of strength and wears gloves of unknown material.

Almost with a single blow, he ripped off the shoulder strap of the gun that the reckless man was carrying. The white man with the gun on his back fell to the ground as soon as he hit his head.

"What are you going to do?"

"Are you stupid? Or is it mentally retarded? ”

Lily said, the momentum in her body that made the guy who was originally unknown suddenly a head shorter.

"Large guns are forbidden in this alien ruin, and you can only use small pistols and cold weapons."

“why！”

The white man who loved guns replied that for a superstitious or force-loving man, a good gun would be his girlfriend, his lover, and his beloved.

"Because, fair."

Lily said that her somewhat confusing explanation hadn't yet made the man on the ground who had fallen and eaten react.

Like an eagle catching a chicken, yes, Lily lifted the collar of the man on the ground and threw it into the circle.

"Quick! Fast! Fast! ”

The woman shouted, her current behavior was tantamount to a humanoid female tyrannosaurus in the eyes of some who still had some affection for her.

There are fewer and fewer people.

In the end, only Zhao Qian and Lily Yester, who were still outside the aperture, remained.

The man with the sword looked at her, and the unknown situation on the other end of the aperture forced him to take the sword out in advance.

"Hurry up, you're the last one, there's only one minute left."

Seeing that there was only the last one left, Zhao Qian, she eased up a little. Or is it a recognition of his strength.

"Yes."

Zhao Qian glanced at her and didn't speak, he glanced at the blue halo of aperture in front of him and got in.

Behind him, the daughter, known as Falls-Yest, watched the blue circle of light until the Asian disappeared completely.

He took a deep breath, shoved something into his mouth, and chewed it.

She looked at the aperture in front of her with a complicated face, and went straight into it.

Dizziness, a feeling of weightlessness.

"You've entered a hidden area, a mysterious ruin."

Zhao Qian stood in an empty room with a somewhat unpleasant face.

It's a really uncomfortable feeling, like the whole person has just been thrown out of a big pendulum thrown into the air.

It took a long time for him to recover.

He looked at it, an enclosed space. But it wasn't dark, and the light source from the surrounding area kept the room neither too dark nor too bright.

The only stone door on the side that looked like an exit couldn't be opened.

Zhao Qian tried, until he still didn't move with the strength to feed, he gave up. I tried to find a place where there might be a mechanism, but found nothing.

The walls around the room are painted with motifs that resemble Egypt, as do the floors and ceilings.

He looked patiently, it was supposed to tell the story of a hunter hunting, because each picture was small, so it was a bit like a comic book thing.

It's been a long time.

"Whew!"

He watched as a piece of the floor under his feet turned up automatically, and two simple English words were carved into the clean stone face.

"Kill, freedom."

I was confused, and even the ticket that had always been active was not prompted at this time.

Zhao Qian sat on the ground and watched, but he still didn't understand what the other party meant.

Until, a dazed person suddenly rose up from a stone slab in the ground.

The man looked at the Asian who was sitting on the ground and stood up instantly, grinning cruelly.

"It turned out to be you, the yellow-skinned monkey."

The voice of the white man Barry echoed in the quiet room, and he smiled, as if he wanted to forget about some of the emotions he had just had.

Zhao Qian didn't speak, he looked at the other party who was sent up, and it seemed that he had some kind of established answer in his heart.

This time is to repair yourself, so now, it should be the battle. Especially after he saw something on the pattern, he was even more sure of his guess.

A murderous aura surged from him, and a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the man who had originally fantasized about torturing the sissy in front of him in various ways.

In the next second, this white man who had been rampant in the wasteland for many years subconsciously tensed every inch of muscle on his body.

He felt that he was not dealing with a human, but a mutated beast that he would never provoke unless he had to.

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