Wearing a gas mask, shorts, and cool fishnet stockings, Zhu Qian looked around, then looked back at Chen Hao, who was holding a sniper rifle.
"Ah Hao, why don't you stay here? There is too much smoke here and it will affect your vision. It will be useless if you go there."
Chen Hao said calmly with a pulled face: "My 'Shenzang' can't just see far."
"The thermal energy of living things, the changes in airflow when moving, the refraction of light, etc. can all provide me with the conditions to locate the target."
"You don't have to worry about me."
"It's better to worry about yourself. Your 'Shenzang' is invisible, but it can't really become a ghost."
"When you move in this environment, the traces left behind will be very obvious, so be careful about being discovered."
Zhu Qian chuckled: "Thank you for reminding me."
Song Hu looked at Luo Yan with a headache on his face and said, "Xiao Luo, where should we go now."
Luo Yan did not answer in a hurry, but raised his head, and circles of fire lit up in his crimson eyes.
'Wuwangshaoyan' starts!
In the sky, the thick smoke that blocked the view suddenly disappeared.
In the world that showed a little light of fire, Luo Yan once again saw those mysterious symbols lined up in a line.
They are all over the dungeon, but they are all concentrated in the direction of the old city, and they converge and fall in the southwest.
Luo Yan pointed in that direction and reported a number according to the data given by 'Wuwang Zhuoyan': "To the southwest, the straight-line distance from here is about 2.3 kilometers."
Baby-faced Xu Jing immediately took out a mobile phone, opened the map and looked at it: "Comparing the previous maps of the old city, it seems that our destination is an alley called 'Qingyun'."
Song Hu nodded: "Since that is the 'source' of danger, let's take action."
"Classmate Luo, do you want to stay?"
"You are just a 'guide'. Now that you have found the source of the 'danger', there is no need to take any more risks."
Luo Yan shook his head and said: "Let me go with you. The dungeon is now blocked and I can't leave even if I want to. It's better to contribute and see if the problem can be solved as soon as possible."
Lan Feng snapped his fingers, flicked up a flame and said with a smile, "I like him."
Song Hu smiled heartily and said: "If you are willing to help, then of course it is best."
"But if there is danger, you don't need to worry about us and leave immediately."
Luo Yan nodded: "I won't force it."
"Okay, Jussie, stealth reconnaissance."
"Ah Hao, the old city is now flat. Find a sniper position yourself and support us at any time."
"Xiaojing, see if there is anything available at the scene and get some soldiers to explore the way."
"Lan Feng, come with me and be flexible."
"Student Luo, just follow the two of us and make your own judgment."
Song Hu quickly issued the order.
Chen Hao hugged his sniper rifle and left, and soon the figure disappeared into the thick smoke.
Zhu Qian stepped back little by little, her figure getting weaker with each step she took.
After a while, her figure, her breath, and her scent had completely disappeared into the air.
Only occasionally, with an unusual change in the thick smoke, could her presence be noticed.
After the two people left, the petite Xu Jing raised her hands, her fingers trembling slightly.
In the eyes of others, this little girl just stretched out her hands and shook them a few times, just like the warm-up exercises she usually does to shake her hands and feet before doing exercise, nothing special.
But in Luo Yan's eyes, he saw tens of thousands of fine hairsprings shaking out from Xu Jing's ten slender fingers.
These things seemed to have a will of their own, spreading out, deep into the thick smoke, and then sweeping into everything.
The most caught by these hairsprings are pieces of black stone the size of a fist.
Other things are much more complicated.
There are melted and deformed tires, parts that were originally part of unknown equipment, half-burned rag dolls, radios with only the shell left, etc.
These things were rolled up by those fine hairsprings, and then assembled on their own. Luo Yan could clearly see that the threads spreading out from Xu Jing's ten fingers were entangled with each other.
The things brought back by the silk thread were finally combined into strange humanoid objects.
About forty to fifty centimeters in height, the main body is the black stone that can be seen everywhere in the old city. It is entangled with other things and combines to form an object with a somewhat weird taste.
"This is a 'soldier'."
Song Hu whispered: "They are the most commonly used 'weapon' by Xiaojing. Their strength depends on the material. Although their combat capabilities are quite average, they are very convenient for 'clearing mines'."
Luo Yan looked back at the baby-faced girl, who responded with a shy smile, and then concentrated on controlling those 'soldier puppets' to move forward, exploring the path for the team. If they encounter traps or other dangers, they can also trigger them in advance. This is what Song Hu calls 'minesweeping'.
In the distance, there was no roar, only constant roars and violent explosions.
The mecha was still fighting against the red beast transformed by Zhe Kui, which gave Luo Yan an inexplicable sense of urgency, even though he knew that there would be at least one god-level mecha in a dungeon.
The god-level machine is capable of fighting against the overlord behemoth.
However, Zekui is no ordinary giant beast.
Heavenly ghost.
What exactly is a ghost?
Luo Yan didn't know that he habitually focused on what he could do in front of him.
Put aside those things that are temporarily impossible to complete and difficult to understand.
He tightened the 'Split Star' in his hand, followed Song Hu and his party, and began to go deep into the old city.
After walking for a while, Song Hu and the others stopped. In front of them, the charred ground sank and cracks appeared.
Inside the crack, red light escapes, twisting like the flames of Yaoji.
One of the 'soldier puppets' accidentally fell into this crack that emitted red light, and lost contact with Xu Jing. The soldier puppet fell apart in the strange red light and reduced to a mess of materials.
Looking at the scattered soldiers in the red light of the crack, Song Hu said solemnly: "Detour, be careful not to fall into such a crack."
Luo Yan maintained his 'Wuwang Zhuoyan' and looked at the red lights in the cracks, only to see some information jumping on these demonic lights.
'Disaster light. '
'Major disasters include, but are not limited to, military disasters, water and fire, diseases, curses, earth disasters, etc. '
Luo Yan's pupils shrank slightly.
This so-called 'disaster light' is actually so terrifying, touching it will cause all kinds of disasters.
The disaster caused by the soldiers and puppets should be the "dissolution of soldiers".
But the disasters included in "disaster" are not limited to military dissolution.
At this time, Luo Yan felt a commotion in the 'Dragon Blood Essence' in his body, and then several dragon scales appeared on his body.
Emitting streaks of amber light that were imperceptible to the naked eye, the front ends of these things vaguely turned into evil heads of lizard dragons.
One by one, the dragons opened their mouths and actually tore up the disaster light that was floating above the cracks.
Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, wondering if these amber light gases tearing apart the calamity light would bring disaster to him.
Sudden.
There was a roar from the front, and then the thick smoke broke, and a beast rushed out with a ferocious face, knocking down one of Xu Jing's 'soldier puppets' exploring the way!
