Chapter Seventy-Five: The Story That Gradually Emerges

The black flames continued to scorch the rock formations, and the hard rock formations quickly softened under the black fire, and then a passage was formed with both hands pulled.

"So why can't we just rush out?"

"Are you a fool? According to you, it has to collapse! ”

"! What the hell! ”

The negative zha acting as a shield machine suddenly stopped, and an object like a dragon's wing appeared in front of him, extremely strong, and even black fire could not be easily damaged.

Xiao Honglu, who was hiding on his back, poked out his head, glanced at it quickly, and then said, "I don't know, I'll dig it all out and take a look." ”

"Howler!"

The flames burned, melting the rock formations, and with Zha Zha efforts, the surrounding rocks were quickly cleared, revealing the unidentified object that blocked Ezha's path to reveal his full view - a statue of a middle-aged long-haired man with wings on his back and wearing a trench coat.

"Something, it's ugly."

After seeing this statue, the first thing he said was to complain about its appearance.

There is too little information to analyze. Look for it again, if I'm not mistaken, there shouldn't be only one of them. ”

"Why?"

"Instinct, trust me."

Xiao Honglu turned his head and didn't look at Negative Zha's face.

"Really, you're not going to lie to me, are you?"

"Why would I want to cheat in such a place? This kind of statue has something to do with some conspiracy at first glance, so isn't it supposed to be an attempt if there is only one such statue? ”

"No, I mean your intuition."

"Let's go, let's go"

Xiao Honglu, who was annoyed and angry, punched Zha on the shoulder, although it was powerless, but Xiao Honglu was annoyed and angry, and Zha still honestly chose to continue working.

The Negative Zha shield machine is running at full capacity, and a passage begins to spread from the underground world, first upwards, and then the negative Zha automatically searches for a way to excavate according to its own instincts.

I don't know how much time has passed, just when Xiao Honglu was about to fall asleep, a strong air flow poured into the passage, blowing Xiao Honglu's hair flying.

Accessibility has been opened!

"W-what is this place?"

As far as the eye can see, countless giant machines stand here, metal pipes plunging into the ground and reaching the underworld.

This is the real steel jungle!

"Where are we here?"

"A. A real mine. ”

Before Xiao Honglu could take a closer look at the attached machine, a sharp alarm instantly resounded throughout the mine!

"Yes, it's really not idle." Xiao Honglu jumped off the back of the negative zha very smoothly, and fled into the passage without looking back, and at the same time did not forget to shout a sentence: "Go, it's up to you to decide - negative zha!" ”

In the next second, the flames were raging.

At the same time, as the buried statues are unearthed, the Haters of the Underworld become more and more riotous.

Several winged haters flew upside down on the rock wall, dozens of huge claws that continued to destabilize the rock wall, but unfortunately, their rebellion was immediately suppressed.

A huge eight-headed giant snake suddenly appeared, and the faint beating flames in its sixteen eyes illuminated its identity - the undead Yaqi Giant Snake!

In front of this true legendary-level undead puppet, the Hateful Beast didn't even have the qualifications to make a move. Size is the difference between victory and defeat, but not all. In the battle of the Transcendental, energy and rank are more important, unless the advantage of the system is too great.

Obviously, the size of the Hatemon doesn't make them ignore the gap between the legend and the legend.

How the Yaqi Snake died at Ra's hand was not known to the Nakatsu team, because there was no need to know, and they were more curious about how Ra came up with the spicy operation of catching Dongying's locust and dancing pole dancing at the celebration banquet.

Electricity, fire, wind, earth, poison, ice, metal, wood.

Eight heads, eight attributes, eight spell turrets that were looked down upon by Chu Hao, a T6-level wise man in the infinite multiverse, were showing their might at this moment, the plasma was enough to melt the flesh of an abomination beast in an instant, and the power of the fireball was enough to destroy everything hundreds of meters, the storm swept away, and the yellow sand filled the sky.

Whether the spell fort is really as useless as Chu Hao said, we can't argue about this. But judging from the fact that two of the eight forts could easily suppress a group of hateful beasts that were comparable to the combat power of the modern division, the spell forts were at least better than Chu Hao.

Perhaps this is the realm that Shiva Gantian, the captain of the Inzhou team, can reach after the A-class exchange object evolves into a complete body, and then after a certain degree of careful cultivation, it does not fall into the name of A-level exchange at all from the point of view of expressiveness, but the time required in this understands everything.

The shock caused by the aftermath of the battle was quickly transmitted back to the surface, locked onto the detection instruments in the mech base.

The alarm sounded again at the mecha base, and the data from the instrument was instantly fed back to the combat command room and General Pennyworth's wrist terminal.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you, Van Helsing." Pennyworth looked at the Witcher Base that was already in operation, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The girl who used to need to hide behind her parents has now grown into the controller of one of the six core veins of the Avengers. ”

"Call me by my name, Uncle Pennyworth." Van Helsing didn't have the strength she had shown in front of outsiders, and for her, Pennyworth was one of the few relatives.

"Wayne. It's been a long time since anyone called you that, right? ”

"Hmm"

"What's next?"

"Revenge!"

Listening to Wayne's gritted teeth, full of murderous intent and hatred, Pennyworth silently took a sip of the drink in front of him, and then promised in simple words: "On the premise of not affecting the fight against monsters, I will provide you with all the support I can." Something other than revenge. ”

"But we are the Avengers."

"But the real Avengers are dead, and the rest of the people are all living for their own goals."

The atmosphere fell into a strange embarrassment for a while, Wayne Van Helsing was not a man of many words, and Pennyworth, as a commander, rarely spoke when it was not necessary.

"I'm leaving." Pennyworth stood up, and the image of a capable soldier was revealed: "You are very good now, I am relieved." ”

"Hmm."

"The soldier named Cheng Xiao next to you is very good, you can focus on cultivating it."

At the moment when Cheng Xiao was mentioned, Wayne's expression obviously flickered. And even this trace of abnormality is also detected by the eyes hidden under the sunglasses.

Pennyworth walked away without looking back, leaving only an inaudible sigh.

Pennyworth knew that he and Wayne were no longer uncles and nephews, and their meeting today was not a simple reminiscence, but a meeting between two of the leaders of the six Avengers.

Demon Hunter and Steel, after all, are two different organizations. And the Avengers. It fell apart five hundred years ago, and now scattered is nothing more than four different organizations, although still related to each other, but in essence contrary to the goals of the founder, even the most radical witchers, more because of the factor of personal vendettas.

The moment he walked out of the Witcher's base, Pennyworth's communicator rang almost simultaneously.

"I'm Pennyworth. Okay, I see. ”

(End of chapter)