The atmosphere at the scene fell into an embarrassing silence, since she drank a mouthful of the unknown liquid in the pool of blood, the night heron had developed a feeling of disgust and disgust for it, even if Song Lan opened her mouth to hint, she was unwilling to soak her body in the pool of blood.

Even if she didn't die, she would probably be infected with the smell of the pool of blood, and maybe nothing would smell good in the future.

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It may even become a "stinky angel of death".

The commander of the First Army was seriously thinking about the possibility proposed by Song Lan.

In this closed circulation space, it is true that the pool of blood may be a passage to the outside world, but it may also be more dangerous than ever to greet them inside.

Archbishop Heliface would never let them come to him easily.

Placing themselves in a dangerous zone without intelligence is not in line with the Barossa Group's fighting philosophy, but in the current situation, they don't seem to have much choice.

He looked at the gun and rose insignia on his chest in exoskeleton armor.

This is undoubtedly a big gamble.

There's always one who needs to put their lives at risk first, and the question is, if he dies, will their swarm allies be able to defeat the archbishop and the unknown consciousness?

Judging from the current situation, the night heron is indeed the best candidate.

In the eyes of the commander of the First Army, she herself has no significant impact on the next battle, and she may even fight back at a critical moment because of her identity as the "Angel of Death".

Risking the risk yourself, or forcing the night heron into a pool of blood?

He fell into deep thought between the two.

What interrupted him was the sound of "popping" that was close to him, and just as the commander of the First Legion was thinking about the possible consequences of throwing the night heron into the blood pool, he clearly saw Song Lan standing on the edge of the blood pool without saying hello and posing in a diving position, and plunged straight into the bright red liquid that was tumbling with bubbles.

The pool of blood was much deeper than he had imagined, and almost instantly, Song Lan's body was submerged in it.

Less than three seconds had passed since the second sound of entering the water, and he watched as the Queen of the Swarm did something he couldn't understand—she didn't hesitate to jump in with Song Lan before she could bring back any news, an act that was almost willful and subverted his perception of the Queen of the Swarm.

Even the night heron was stunned by this scene.

She was stunned for a full dozen seconds, and then her eyes fell into a long hesitation between the pool of blood and the commander of the First Legion.

Eventually, the little girl made a heartbreaking decision – she followed in the footsteps of the two and jumped into a pool of blood, despite the disgust on her face.

In fact, the First Legion Commander understands Nightherot's aversion to the pool of blood.

To be precise, this disgust does not really come from the taste buds, but from their genetic sequence, and when he gets close to the pool of blood, an indescribable negativity envelops him, a voice that seems to make them realize their insignificance as individuals.

Both he and the Night Heron have genes from the Devourer in their bodies, and in this sense, the consciousness they have been fighting against is equivalent to their creator.

But......

Nightheron proves that she hates herself even more than the instinct written into their genetic sequence.

In just a few minutes, the "pit" was left alone with the commander of the First Legion, and the few people who fell into the pool of blood never came back.

It wasn't the first time he had been on a mission alone, but he felt lonely like never before.

On the other side, Song Lan was diving in the pool of blood.

His vision was completely blinded by the blood-red, and he could only use his psionic energy to continue downward.

Immediately afterwards, his right ankle was grabbed, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Lu Xiang following closely behind.

"Why are you here?"

Song Lan asked in surprise.

He just instigated the night heron to be a volunteer just casually made a joke, after all, he is just a good person with benevolence and righteousness, and in the face of this completely unknown situation, only he can be sure of where this blood pool leads.

He originally planned to convey the news back after finding out the situation under the blood pool, but he didn't expect Lu Xiang to jump down as well.

"I trust your judgment."

Lu Xiang's eyes were firm, "We must always act consistently." ”

It was a no-brainer action, and she wouldn't hesitate to go wherever the pool of blood led.

Surprisingly, the liquid in the pool of blood did not isolate their breathing and the transmission of sounds, and he did not feel anything unusual other than the scary look, not even the fishy smell he imagined.

After a few minutes of wandering in this completely red world, the resistance from the current suddenly disappeared, and the process of diving suddenly turned into a rapid fall.

At the end of the red world was not a cavern or a secret passage, and they were suddenly in the sky.

The spirit allowed the two of them to land smoothly, and below was an unknown village, the village was deserted, and the style of the buildings was full of bizarre style, with wooden stakes erected in front of each house, and the heads of unknown creatures hung on the top of the stakes.

The two looked at the sky and found that the sky of this world was blood red, which enveloped the whole world in red light.

Song Lan, bathed in red light, frowned.

Ever since he jumped into a pool of blood, he had always felt like a gaze was watching him out of nowhere, and that feeling had crept to its zenith since he came into this world.

That sight seemed to be everywhere, and no matter where they hid, they would eventually be exposed to its vision.

Beyond the village, there is a barren and dilapidated soil, a barren world that looks like it has not been carefully arranged, and what comes into view is only a scene that is extremely simple.

Song Lan quickly sensed the unusualness of this land.

His feet were so hot that he felt like he had stepped on hot sand, forcing him to use his psionic energy to protect him and Lu Xiang in it.

And the reason why there was a hot sensation under his feet was already obvious, and it quickly became the biggest question in his mind.

"Lao Lu, I only have one question now."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Lu Xiang shifted her gaze from the blood-red sky to Song Lan, and under the gesture of the latter's eyes, her gaze went all the way down, and finally fixed on his right foot, which was only wearing a sock.

She also clearly saw a hole in the toe of her sock.

Lu Xiang was stunned, and then a rare flush appeared on his face.

She was so hesitant that she didn't dare to look directly at Song Lan for a while.

Song Lan admitted that when Lu Xiang jumped into the pool of blood with him without thinking, he was really moved, and even the classic "Titanic" scene came to mind.

But after the filter of romance is broken, he has to face some problems on the level of reality.

If he remembered correctly, in the process of falling, Lu Xiang grabbed his ankle tightly because of his position, and then the two experienced a thrilling experience like a roller coaster in the air.

Therefore, he determined that Lu Xiang must be a direct witness to this incident.

"Where's my shoes?"

"No, I don't know ......"

The queen of the swarm weakened, and sounded like a mosquito, "...... It seems to fly out when it falls. ”