The knife made people pile up stones around the nuke, and there was only a walkway that was not wide enough to go directly to the nucleus.

At this moment, the place where the knife is standing is in this walkway.

The others didn't quite understand what the stones were for, and they didn't know what the middle one was, but they knew that it was a dangerous thing in the vague explanations of the knife, and they didn't realize the value of the nucleus, so they didn't want to approach it.

Looking at the more and more stones piled up here, the joy on the face of the knife became deeper and deeper. Looking down at his palm, the injury that was originally visible to the bone was already much better after drinking the medicine, and his own recovery ability was also strong, the skin and flesh of the wound had regrown, and it would grow intact in two days, and if it was another five or six days, it would definitely be completely healed.

"Alright, let's leave it at that. The knife said to the man who carried the stone.

At first, there were fifty slaves who were sent here by the sword, but after a few days, there were only about thirty people left. Especially in the past two days, there have been a lot of deaths. Hearing Dao Yu say that this is the end, the other people's hearts are relieved, the work here is finally done, the task is completed, and they are waiting for the reward.

The knife called all the people who carried and guarded the dungeon here, and took out a clay pot, which could smell a burst of wine when it was opened. For the slaves of the lower ranks, wine was a luxury and could not be tasted often, and even lower ranks might not be able to taste it for the rest of their lives.

After smelling the wine, some people swallowed hard, staring directly at the jar in the hand of the knife, and their eyes were greedy. It is said that it can only be drunk by high-ranking slaves and slave owners, regardless of whether it tastes good or not, it is at least a status symbol, and it makes people itch to look at it.

The knife caught in the expressions of the others. With a smile on his face, "Okay, are you all here?"

"Should...... Presumably. Someone said, a little impatient.

Dao Yu glanced at the people gathered, counted, and asked what was the matter with the missing people. I know who has been dragged out, but after all the calculations, there are still two less. One was the one who dragged the body out and didn't come back, and the other was the guard at the exit.

"Why don't I go over there and look for it?" said humane.

Dao Yu lowered his eyes and thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't worry about them, let's drink first." I've been working so hard for everyone these days! I specially asked for a jar of wine from the young master and distributed it to everyone to drink. ”

Hearing the words of the knife. The others were also happy in their hearts, although they were very jealous of Dao Zhen, and even called him "Sword Master", but now when they heard Dao Xian's words, they couldn't help but feel relieved, and their fear for days also dissipated a lot. As for the two who didn't come, none of them wanted to move their feet, and if they didn't get any benefits after leaving. It's a big loss!

The knife held up the wine jar and took a sip himself. After drinking, he smacked his lips, as if he was reminiscing, making others envious.

After pouring the first sip of the knife, he immediately handed the wine jar to the person next to him, "Let's take a sip of each person." ”

There are not so many cups here, for the slaves. There is not so much attention, and everyone usually eats like this, so after the knife handed out the wine jar, the person who took over directly took the jar and poured it. Everyone else was eager to come and grab it.

The slave who took the wine had just taken a sip and before he could savor it, the jar was snatched away. If it weren't for the sword standing here, these people would have really fought over this jar of wine.

Knife looked at the slaves who were snatching the jars, and made a noise to stop their snatching, making sure that everyone had at least one sip.

No one noticed the fierceness and ruthlessness that flashed in the eyes of the knife.

Syllable!

The wine jar that had been drunk to the bottom was smashed to the ground, and the slave holding the wine jar covered his throat and made a "uh-uh" sound, blood flowed from his mouth, and his legs seemed to disobey the call, and he staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

One by one, the slaves fell, and some people reacted that there was something wrong with the wine they had just drunk, but it was too late.

Dao Yu stood quietly beside him, watching them fall down one by one, and his breathing stopped. A slave who crawled towards the knife with blood spitting out blood, his eyes were full of unwillingness, as if he was going to drag the knife to hell together, but unfortunately his arm did not touch the foot of the knife, and he hung down weakly, and there was no more sound.

Dao Yu laughed contemptuously, kicked it, and saw that the person did not react, and he should have lost his breath. But he was not at ease, and the people who had fallen to the ground were kicked in the chest one by one, and the sternum was shattered, and he was sure that there was no chance of survival for any of them, so he went towards the exit. There must be a guard there who hasn't come, and there seems to be a slave? Anyway, he will not spare anyone who knows the secrets here. Even the bird he had ridden when he came from White Rock City stopped in one place, and then sent the bird back, and he himself came on foot, not letting the bird follow.

Before, Dao Yu selected these slaves and sent them over, just to repair the underground palace and carry stones, he didn't want to risk his life to get close to the nuclear seed every day, that would die, and when he stole the nuclear seed, one arm was almost scrapped, so he naturally didn't want to try it a second time. Since you don't want to die, let others die. Now that the works have been completed, there is no need for the slaves to survive.

If there is a need in the future, send another group of people over, there are many slaves in the desert, especially in this chaotic time. Dao Yu didn't care about the life or death of these slaves at all, although Dao Yu himself was a slave, but he didn't look down on other slaves.

When the knife was looking for the exit, Shao Xuan came out of the shadows, looked at the thirty or so people on the ground who had lost their breath, and thought: The knife is really ruthless enough.

Retracting his gaze from the people on the ground, Shao Xuan walked towards the nucleus.

There are some glowing spars around, and there are no flames, I don't know if it's an illusion, Shao Xuan always feels that the spars here are much brighter than those in other places, even if it is the same kind of glowing spar, the one placed here is superior.

Feeling the danger signals emitted by every cell in his body, Shao Xuan looked at the small metallic object placed in the middle of the stone pile. Hidden by a knife like this, it must be something very special.

Shao Xuan's heart moved, could it be that this is related to metal?

The closer he got, the more Shao Xuan could feel a burning stinging pain in his arms, face, and other places. No, not every place can feel such a sting, Shao Xuan pulled away the clothes he was wearing outside, revealing the insect skin coat he was wearing closely.

It was the skin shed by the big insect he picked up when he followed Chirp to Eagle Mountain, and at this time, there was no pain in the place covered by these insect skins.

Thinking of something, Shao Xuan quickly took off the insect skin coat he was wearing, no matter what, he would talk about it by the way, and he would not leave this to the sword.

Rushing over quickly, Shao Xuan wrapped the small metallic object with a worm skin coat and wrapped it several times, without revealing any seams. Sure enough, the stinging sensation quickly disappeared.

After wrapping it, Shao Xuan put the things into the animal skin bag and hid it close to his body, since the insect skin has been well isolated from this crisis, there is no danger in keeping it close to his body. After hiding, Shao Xuan jumped lightly and turned over to hide behind a big rock.

A few seconds after Shao Xuan hidden, the knife rushed over like a wind. When he got to the exit, he wanted to kill the sleeping slave, but he found that something was wrong with the man, and when he looked closely, he was even more suspicious, the slave didn't seem to be too tired and fell asleep, more like he had been hit! Within the scope of this dungeon, he can naturally feel the threat brought by the nuclear species, and when this threat suddenly disappears, then something must have happened to the nuclear species!

After slaughtering the slave, the knife hurried back to take a look, and sure enough, the place where the nucleus was originally placed was empty, and there was no shadow around.

Dao Yu glared angrily, looking at the empty place in disbelief, the green tendons on his forehead jumped violently, his eyes were red, and he let out an angry roar. Under the rage, the knife didn't care about anything else, and slapped his palm on a stone pillar supporting the underground palace here, and a clear palm print suddenly appeared where it was hit, and at the same time, a clear crack also broke out in the pillar body.

The entire dungeon was shaken, and stone chips and dust were constantly falling from the roof. (To be continued......)