From here to the top of the mountain, you need to pass through a large area of grassland and hills. The two of them walked quickly in the direction of the tower without saying anything.
When I walked to the middle of the grass, there was a sudden strange noise from all around. Looking around, all the hills are shaking. Giant hands broke out of the ground one after another, followed by a huge bronze body, and the soil and grass blades fell down in a splutter.
"run!"
Chen Xing quickly judged that there were too many demon spirits and they could not defeat them. Before many demon spirits could crawl out, he ran in the direction of fewer demon spirits. A Qiaomu followed closely behind. Her speed is not as good as Chen Xing's, but she carries less weight and can barely keep up.
"Wow!"
A giant hand suddenly rushed out of the ground, and Chen Xing made a sharp turn to avoid the giant hand. The soil behind him slid down like a waterfall. Arqiao Mu, who was following behind, couldn't avoid it. A blue light glowed on his body, and the soil that fell on him was quickly bounced away.
"This way!" Chen Xing yelled. The soil was flying around, grass blades were flying, and visibility was extremely low.
In chaos. Chen Xing relied on his danger perception to dodge left and right to avoid danger. The ground was shaking, making people shake. Huge black shadows passed overhead from time to time. They were giant puppets that were chasing after them. Their footsteps were like thunder, which was thrilling.
Arqiao Mu behind him remained silent and followed closely, seemingly trusting his judgment.
Suddenly, his scalp felt tingling, and a huge shadow fell from the top of his head. He turned around and stopped suddenly, hugging A Qiaomu who rushed up, and rolled to the side.
The next second, a giant fist fell from the sky and landed at the same location. Mud suddenly spewed out and the ground shook violently.
Chen Xing got up and saw the giant fist rising into the sky.
"Oh my god..."
Aqiaomu lay on his back and couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the bronze demon spirit clearly. It was a bronze giant several stories tall, with shoulders that could cover the sky and the sun. It was so huge that its fist was the size of an off-road vehicle.
"Don't be stunned, run!"
Chen Xing picked up A Qiaomu and continued running forward.
"Stop, this way!"
The rumble sounded again, and a big foot stepped down from the sky. Chen Xing pulled Ah Qiaomu to avoid it and walked between the giant puppets. After a few minutes, he finally ran out of the encirclement.
After approaching the foot of the mountain, the chasing puppet seemed to have lost its target and turned around to leave. It wasn't until the two of them climbed halfway up the mountain that they saw the number of puppets clearly. There were seventy or eighty of them. They come in different shapes and sizes. The largest one is more than ten stories high, about the same as Leander's Angamaso, and the smaller one is as high as a three-story villa.
"How did you do it?" Aqiaomu asked curiously.
"I have reaction talents." Chen Xing said. He neither wanted to lie nor tell the truth, which was one of his trump cards, so he used a very vague and misleading explanation.
Strictly speaking, danger perception is a "reaction type" talent, which is a type that improves reaction ability, but in fact, it is easy for the opponent to mistake it for common abilities such as "quick reaction" or "extraordinary agility" or "strengthened nerves".
"No wonder you reacted so quickly." Ah Qiaomu sighed, obviously being misled and succeeded.
"Did you say that's the sun?" Chen Xing pointed at the sky and said. On the one hand, he wanted to change the topic and not continue to discuss his innate abilities, so as not to make too many mistakes. On the other hand, he felt a little strange. This was definitely not the Black Death Continent, nor was it an independent universe. So, what exactly is the sun in the sky?
"I saw that the center of the light group is a polyhedron." Aqiaomu said. Seeing Chen Xing's puzzled expression, he explained, "Our sand people's eyes are more adaptable to strong light, like an extra layer of brown filter. It reduces the intensity of sunlight. If you have sunglasses, you can see things in the light cluster."
"Really?" Chen Xing said as he took out the sunglasses from the package and put them on.
After taking a closer look, it turned out to be a polyhedron with twelve sides, but the light was too strong and the naked eye could not see its true shape.
As he watched, Chen Xing suddenly had a whim, took a shot of the sniper rifle behind his back, and joked, "Do you think I can shoot it down?" He thought of the allusion of Hou Yi shooting the sun. If the "sun" was an object , it’s not surprising that it can be beaten down.
"Why not give it a try?" Aqiaomu was amused by him and replied with a smile.
"Try again when you leave, maybe it's a treasure." If you really kill it, you won't be able to explore it.
After a while, the two walked up the stone steps to the top of the mountain and came to the white tower.
Looking up, there are small rectangular windows on the smooth and white tower wall, about the length of an arm and the width of a palm, which should be used for ventilation and lighting.
The small arched wooden door is well preserved, and the patterns on the iron bars are slightly rusty. Aqiaomu pushed tentatively, and the door opened with a click.
Looking inside, the light is a little dim, there are ancient fireplaces, square chimneys against the walls, wood stacked in the corners, and cauldrons hanging on iron chains.
Soon, both of their eyes were focused on a corner of the room.
It was a hollow mahogany chair, with a "person" sitting on the chair, facing the wall and with his back to the door.
The clothes on his body were badly weathered and in tatters. His head was lowered and his shoulders were particularly prominent. Originally, they were just common mummies. The deceased was sitting on a chair when he died, but because his back was turned to them, it became inexplicably scary.
Chen Xing glanced at A Qiaomu and his meaning was very clear: "You are in the front row, go ahead."
Ah Qiaomu didn't say anything, he pulled out his scimitar, bent his waist, and moved slowly over. Perhaps under the influence of Chen Xing, her movements became very cautious, as if she were dealing with a living person who could turn around at any time.
After gradually approaching, she stretched out her arms, grabbed the hollow heart-shaped back of the chair, and turned the chair around.
A mummy with a drooped head appeared in front of him, covered with a hood and robe-covered hands on his knees. The two looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The motionless "mummy" suddenly raised its head, revealing a face covered with verdigris.
"ah!"
Aqiaomu was startled, but he advanced instead of retreating, slashing at the monster with the scimitar in his hand without hesitation.
"Qiang!"
As soon as the blade passed by, sparks flew everywhere. The monster's eyes glowed red, and he punched Aqiaomu away with his backhand.
Chen Xing finally saw clearly that it was a bronze demon spirit that was about the same size as a human. He immediately pulled out the silver star and pulled the trigger continuously.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"
The bronze demon spirit was beaten up and down, and finally hit the wall heavily, but there was not much damage. As soon as the bullets were fired, it rushed towards Chen Xing.
Chen Xing moved sideways quickly. If he retreated directly at this time, he would lose the obstacle.
But the demon spirit's movements were extremely sensitive. The moment he rushed out of the door, he grabbed the door frame, used the force to spin around, and punched Chen Xing.
"Boom!"
The bronze fist smashed through the wall, and the rubble collapsed. The power was astonishing.
Chen Xing lowered his head to avoid it, then bumped into him with his shoulders in his arms.
"Click!"
Chen Xing felt like he had hit a stone wall, and his internal organs were churning. Although he knocked the opponent away, his shoulder was also dislocated.
"Arqiaomu!"
Chen Xing yelled and retreated, while holding back the pain of dislocation and loading bullets.
The demon spirit rushed up again. Chen Xing pushed the magazine into the magazine with a "click" and raised his hand to shoot, knocking the demon spirit back.
"Where are the people!" Chen Xing roared again, but there was no movement in the room. It was as if A Qiaomu had suddenly disappeared from the world.
