The steam that fills the underground base is not entirely useless. The combination of steam and dim light makes it easier for Frankimir and Pell to dodge and guard the underground base.

The underground base of Longting is very large, and it is by no means comparable to the underground base of Zhang Yue's Humble House. In comparison, there don't seem to be many guards here, and it should be said that there are very few. From a distance, there are only a few heavily armed guards on each floor, and the rest are all keepers who are busy feeding the cyborgs and engineers who are maintaining the mechs.

Obviously, no one would think that there would be any intruders in this underground base hidden under the Dragon Court, so there is not much need for too many garrisons here to be responsible for the security and defense of the underground base, this is a problem that does not need to be considered at all, so naturally there is no need to take another move.

"What are we supposed to do? Where to go, the layout here is too complicated, how can we get out? Frankimir asked in a low voice.

"To be honest, I don't know, I've only been here once. It looks like it's all going to be the same place, so I don't remember it exactly, I just know that the exit is somewhere on a certain floor. Pell said, looking at the unreachable underground base.

"So, we can only find it layer by layer?" Frankie Mire asked, somewhat dejected.

"I think that's the only way, but we'd better get some weapons in case we need them, so that we don't get beaten passively." Pell said.

"Well, that's a good idea, this place is too big, I don't know when it's going to be found." Frankie Mill shook his head helplessly.

"I don't think it will be long. I've been here after all, and maybe as I walk, I can remember where the exit is. Pell looked confident.

"Well, I hope so. There are a lot of weapons here, we should get some, and it's better to find some to carry. Frank Miir said, his eyes beginning to search the underground base.

They cautiously avoided the guards. While carefully searching for the most suitable weapon for them. They soon found a gun hangar with lots of guns but no bullets.

They each picked a light machine gun and two portable small-caliber pistols. But after that. They had to find the ammunition depot as soon as possible, otherwise the weapons they found would be nothing more than a useless pile of broken metal.

It seemed that they were lucky today, the ammunition depot was not far from the gun depot, and they quickly found the right ammunition. In this way, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. The guns in his hands made him feel very safe, and having a weapon and not having a weapon were obviously two completely different mentalities.

With all the preparations made, they immediately returned to the main topic and threw themselves into finding an exit. This place was extremely disgusting to Frank Mire, who had never had a good impression of cyborgs. His only impression of cyborgs was that they were always dirty and smelly, with a suffocating stench, and he was always glad that he was born in a mechanical country, so that he didn't have to deal with all sorts of strange creatures every day, at least.

The two of them struggled to find an exit from the underground base. They didn't want to stay here for too long, and they didn't want to be discovered by the guards here. It's a pity that the structure of this underground base is only a little too complicated, and after more than half an hour, not only did they not find the exit, but they also seemed to be completely lost in this unreachable underground base, not knowing where they were at the moment.

Suddenly, Frankimir noticed a very strange cave in front of him, and he cautiously walked into the cave. The entire cavern appears to be made entirely of silvery metal.

This huge cavern, completely decorated with silver metal, is full of strong metallic textures, very realistic spaceships from sci-fi movies. The cave is large and very empty at the same time, except in the middle of the cave. Outside of a large, container-like square metal object, the entire cavern was empty, except for a silver glow that didn't flicker, and nothing else.

There is no trace of life in the lifeless, but incredible personal sense of vitality. All in all, it feels weird.

At this time, Frankimir suddenly remembered the holy coffin that Rada had mentioned to him when he was in the Mechanical Eagle Castle, could this be the legendary holy coffin?

Is there really a holy coffin in this world? Wouldn't such a holy coffin seem a little too big? Is what I am looking at now really a holy coffin with infinite power?

Frankimir looked at the surprisingly large holy coffin in front of him, and instantly thought of Rada's mention, the king of the Northeast had asked the mechanical eagle fort to make a secret room for this last holy coffin, in order to consolidate the safety of the holy coffin, even in the secret room, the holy coffin was still wrapped in a hard holy cabinet, which was the masterpiece of "St. Wood", and the key to open the holy ark was the "Gustav Heart" on his left hand.

Thinking of this, Frank Miir couldn't believe it, but he began to become very convinced that what he saw at this moment was the holy coffin that Rada was talking about. Regardless of whether the Holy Coffin really existed, or if it was actually used for such magical powers, at least now everyone believed that the Holy Coffin not only existed, but was hidden in the Twin Cities.

"What are you doing, don't you leave quickly, are you going to summon all the guards?" Pell asked with a serious expression.

Pell then walked into the cave and headed for Frankimir, who didn't want to waste time here. The longer they delay, the worse their situation will become, and now is not the time to stop and enjoy the scenery.

"Have you heard about the Holy Coffin?" Franky Mill asked suddenly.

"Huh? Right...... There are rumors that this is the holy coffin, but do you think I will believe it? Just like Santa Claus, it's all a trick to trick children, and we still need to run for our lives. Pell said helplessly, he didn't seem to believe much in supernatural legends.

"Since it's right in front of us, whether it's real or not, why don't we find out and get this thing out of the way?" Frankie Mill asked with interest.

Frankimir also knew that they were in danger at the moment, but he couldn't help but have a strong curiosity to find out more about the holy coffin. The legend of the holy coffin is widely circulated, and Frankimir believes that it should not be just, purely groundless.

There was a great opportunity to find out the truth, and Frankimir felt strongly that he did not want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"I think you'd better give up, you can't get this thing open, I heard that Mai and Zhukov have been working on the idea of this thing for a long time, but they have always been helpless. They even wanted to go through the little princess Zhang Jue to see if she knew a little bit about how to get rid of this thing, and apparently I disappointed them. "Pell wants Frank Mire to better not fight the idea of this thing, it has no value and no meaning, it is better to run for your life.

"At least we can give it a try." Frank Mire was not about to give up.

"Whatever you do, it's all going to no avail, let's hurry up." Pell was still urging endlessly.

"At least let me try, and I'll be completely dead, won't you?" Frank Mill said.

Pell snorted very unhappily, feeling that this guy didn't know anything, now is not the time to enjoy the scenery, but a time of life and death crisis, how can there be these idle time, used to satisfy curiosity, but unfortunately Frankimir insisted on this, Pell could only say nothing, just stared dryly.

It seems that Pell is not a stubborn person, and in his character, there is a certain submissive nature. He may be like Kafka, who likes to be in the limelight and always likes to put on a show. But he was not like Kafka, who always had an unwarranted sense of self-confidence.

In contrast, Pell is more like a shy scholar, and he is not too flamboyant in his personality, and between his words and deeds, what is revealed is more of a sense of obedience that goes deep into the bone marrow, and he will not be like Kafka, who is angry at every turn and scolds indiscriminately.

If you really compare the two people together, it is easy to feel that Pell's personality is a bit like a shy little girl, and even makes people obviously feel a little lingering weakness.

Frankimir was bent on going his own way, trying to see the huge silver chamber open, completely forgetting how dangerous their situation was at the moment.

"Excuse me, did I disturb you?"

Suddenly, behind them, a deep voice was heard. (To be continued.) )