After another half an hour of exploration, Lu Xiang, Song Lan and others finally met the first living person who could communicate normally along the way.

When he saw the other party, the iron giant in the armor of the black gold exoskeleton was surrounded by distorted constructs, and every swing of the kinetic chainsaw in his hand would set off a bloody rain, and all the bodies of the distorted constructs that came close to it would be broken, and he was like a ruthless killing machine, trampling the pieces of flesh that tried to wriggle and reorganize on the ground into blood foam.

The flames that erupted from the left arm of his exoskeleton incinerated the remaining foes in an instant.

When the iron giant finished cleaning up the monsters around him, his eyes shifted to Song Lan and the others who were watching from a distance.

In the last battle, the night heron suffered a loss at the hands of Barossa's elite troops, she did not act rashly this time, but used the strategic workaround she learned from Song Lan, made full use of the current environment, hid directly behind Lu Xiang, and poked out half of her head, looking at the iron giant in the distance with a provocative look.

In her opinion, these iron cans are powerful, but they are not worth mentioning in front of the invincible queen of the swarm.

But in fact, the legion commander, Lu Xiang and Song Lan were all embarrassed by this unplanned encounter, because theoretically, they "secretly" rescued the night heron from the square, and they should be in a hostile state as soon as they met, judging from the reaction of the night heron, she also took the other party as if she was here to hunt her down.

"How?"

I don't know how long it took for Song Lan to ask the other party as a swarm diplomat.

"I am the commander of the First Army of the Barossa Group and the commander-in-chief of this war."

A cold, male, mechanical synthesized voice came from underneath the helmet.

"I ...... We are good people. ”

Obviously, this is a failed diplomacy.

Song Lan's self-introduction was not convincing enough, which made the atmosphere fall into an eerie silence again, and even the night heron hiding behind Lu Xiang couldn't help but tug at the corner of Song Lan's clothes and reminded in a low voice, "We don't seem to be good people." ”

After experiencing the battle between heaven and man in his heart, the commander of the First Army, who is not good at interpersonal communication, finally found a reason for the two sides to temporarily turn the conflict into a jade silk after exhausting a large number of brain cells, in order to make this reason more convincing, he also specially snorted coldly before opening his mouth, "There is a lot of danger here, and now is not the time to fight each other." ”

After saying this, the commander of the First Army silently made a decision.

If he makes it back alive this time, he must take the time to ask the other legion commanders how to skillfully defuse this embarrassing situation.

But if we analyze it from a rational and objective point of view, the commander of the First Army feels that the problem is not his.

In fact, in order to avoid encountering Lu Xiang and the others, he specially waited for the three of them to go deep into the "pit" for an hour before leaving, but the three people appeared from behind him, which gave him every reason to think that the three people had not done their jobs properly in the past hour and wasted this precious time.

Or maybe the swarm expected that the Barossa Group would also be involved in this war, so they deliberately hid in the shadows, trying to save their strength and follow him.

The First Legion Commander didn't care about this kind of intrigue between allies.

"I agree."

Lu Xiang spoke.

After a brief exchange of information, Song Lan suddenly made a new discovery.

According to the information provided by the commander of the First Army, not long after he entered the "pit", he encountered them after defeating the second batch of aberrant structures.

Song Lan admitted that she had indeed been a little unproductive in the past hour, but even if they fished again, they would not have walked in the "pit" for so long and would have fallen behind the First Legion Commander, not to mention that the invincible Queen of the Swarm was obviously much more efficient in clearing monsters than this genetically modified warrior.

"There are more distortion constructs."

Ten minutes ago, he thought he had arrived in the depths of the "Mine", but now the sudden increase in distorted structures made them feel like they were back to square one.

Song Lan looked at the road ahead that was still lit by a pool of blood, and the environment here looked similar to ten minutes or even half an hour ago.

"Nightheron, how far are we from the archbishop now?"

Something suddenly occurred to him and he asked.

"It's close, Archbishop, she's not far away."

But after saying this, even the night heron herself was stunned for a moment.

Because half an hour ago, Song Lan also asked this, and she gave the same answer at that time.

After that, she focused on finding the critters in the "mine".

The archbishop was still very close to them, and her telepathy was so strong that she thought that she might be able to meet each other a little further along, just as she had been half an hour before.

For a while, many scenes depicted in urban weird stories emerged in Song Lan's mind.

"You come with me."

This time, he chooses the exact opposite route to the night heron telepathy.

The route seemed to point them away from the "pit", and within five minutes they were seeing the cliffs they had encountered before going deeper into the "pit" - it was from above that they had jumped into the encirclement of the distorted formation.

For the average person, it's a one-way ticket.

The staircase originally built for miners and church explorers has long since been destroyed, and once you fall from above, there is no chance of returning to the surface.

But this is not at all difficult for the invincible queen of the swarm.

Fueled by psionic energy, the four of them returned to the platform in the blink of an eye.

Not surprisingly, the way out of the pit disappeared.

The passage that originally led to the outside of the "Pit" became another platform, and it looked like the path to the depths of the "Pit" was glued together by some force.

The distorted structures that had been disintegrated by psionic annihilation were once again "refreshed", and in another cavern leading to the depths of the "Pit", they let out a sharp roar at the people on the platform.

Looking at the wriggling distorted construct, the night heron inevitably fell into confusion, and she pointed in the opposite direction of her previous telepathy, saying, "The archbishop is over there, very close to us......"

But even she can understand this most simple truth.

By the time they had walked in the opposite direction for ten minutes, they should have moved farther and farther away from the archbishop.

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At this moment......

It seemed that no matter where they went, the distance from the archbishop would not change, and they would never seem to be able to leave the place where the entrance was glued together.