The Game Warrior Chapter 125: Remains 7 feet layman
The fourteenth chapter of the fourteenth superpower world chaos Chapter 125 remains the seven-foot layman who has no danger at all except facing the dilemma of running out of ammunition and food...
It seems that as long as you don't give up at will or even seek your own death, regardless of whether you are cherishing your own or someone else's life, as long as you struggle for it, the chances of doing your best to touch the supernatural power are the same.
Dugu Hong's plan seems to have an effect earlier than expected. Once these soldiers have gotten rid of the task, they must complete the shadow, even if they sacrifice their lives for it, all the problems seem to be solved.
After talking about these days of hard work, camouflage, love, and telegram, the conversation suddenly changed: "I don’t know why the three of us have always felt that there is a problem with this ruin...The water and food lost inexplicably seems like someone is always watching. Then while we are not paying attention..."
Speaking of this, the three of them felt ridiculous and frowned unconsciously while speaking.
"It doesn't seem to be it at all!" Although it is not clear what happened, the background of the Ability Council who already knows the ruins can also be understood with knees.
"Huh...?!"
The next question is naturally how people on both sides of the time talk about how to reminisce about the past, how to report their own situation, how fortunate the three of love, and how resentful they are limited by space, here I will not explain one by one, in fact, there is nothing to say.
Although the first field team participated in the entire expedition, it started from a very random guild commission and the conspiracy of the power council when the expedition trekking through the mountains and rivers. They did not know at all that the understanding of the ruins itself was fundamentally advanced. Those who can't get through the door are probably far inferior to those who have been badly made up by Professor Lunt.
So everyone went to sleep after a little talk.
The night was peaceful...until early morning.
When the morning sun rises, the entire expedition wakes up from a deep sleep together. It’s not that this short period of sleep has exhausted all the tiredness. It’s just because someone got up to go to the toilet after the early morning. Finally, the surrounding rainstorm appeared. cactus.
Then it was naturally chaos. Everyone was awakened by the exclamation. When the Telegram trio finally explained the matter, even if they were sleepy, everyone was gone.
In addition to looking at the rainstorm cactus with frightened eyes and looking at the more loving people with admiring eyes, I was also attracted by the posture of Shi'a ruins, the target of the trip ahead.
When I arrived last night, it was midnight. I just wanted to see and couldn’t see it. Although the ruins came and went, no one mentioned the so-called Nashia ruins, but it turned out to be a Tallinn. In the Sahara Desert.
I don’t know how high these towers are, or how many of them there are, because even if the buildings built by civilization and technology have gone through hundreds of thousands of years of change, it’s difficult to build them in places like the Sahara Desert. Withstand the burying of time.
I don’t know how many layers of towers have been covered in the desert under the wind blowing sand. There must be more spires with a shorter height that are buried underground and there is no clue from the ground.
But even some high towers that are exposed above the ground seem to have a height of more than 100 meters and a height of about a dozen meters, and they stand there quietly, even after hundreds of thousands of years, they don’t pierce the sky. The original intention makes people really have to admire the splendor of Na Shi-A civilization.
At least, it is far from possible to build such a building that will not fall for hundreds of thousands of years with the existing technology of mankind.
The surviving dozens of high and low shadows of the tall towers under the light of the morning light cast long shadows in the desert...Today is really a rare good weather in this gravel wilderness!
"Is this the remains of the Shi-A civilization?" "Does it seem to be a little different from what I have seen before?"...
The tower explorers who looked up at the ruins showed their opinions in twos and threes. Of course, most of them were not marginal.
The remnants of the previous civilization are very rare. The ancient relics of the original civilization are comparable to those present. Although the experience is wide and the ruins and the like are still in the temples, palaces...those rough ones have been The weathered old buildings are hard to see the original appearance, even just a layer of rammed earth buried under the ground.
The ruins in front of them are so complete and magnificent that they have never seen it.
The layman watching the lively and the expert watching the doorway is completely different from the painless discussion of the supernaturalists. The gaze of Professor Lent staring at the ruins is completely different. The blazing gaze from the eyes is no worse than the rising sun in the sky. The body's uncontrollable trembling is like a sheep's madness...
"Sure enough, it wasn't... it was really..." Professor Lunt trembling almost incoherently, walking closer to the ruins and saying what he said in his mouth, no one in the room could understand Du Guhong including Du Guhong.
"Careful!" At least at this moment, both the layman and the insider are excited and uncontrollable. There is not much leisure to pay attention to the situation of others. So it is a bit late to wait until the camouflage shows that Professor Lent is too close to the ruins.
Almost without warning, a sandbag bulged from the ground and instantly turned into a person's appearance, and patted Professor Lunt with his palms together.
Sandman is almost three meters tall and sturdy and fierce. If no one stops this palm, Professor Lunt will become a piece of meatloaf.
Dugu Hong was far away from Professor Lent, and the texture of the sand was soft. There was no way to show it. Fortunately, there was Mo Ye's bouncy ball that flew out instantly and stuck to Professor Lunt and pulled one back.
The sandman's giant palm hit the ground with a violent crash and smashed the sand into a pit, making it hard to imagine what it would look like if Professor Lent was hit.
"DaDaDaDa......" At this time, several adventurers finally realized that the original firearm in their hands began to shoot out flames.
However, although the sand man's body is flexible, it is not bad for bullets to slap on them. They can't penetrate the body and cause no fatal damage.
That's how it should be. Otherwise, raising a fist and smashing a person is no different than pouring sand on a person, and it will have no meaning.
After Professor Lent left the attack range, the Sandman stood still and stood there until his body was shot, and I don't know how many bullets before turning into a pool of scattered sand and falling to the ground.
This is the undead guards of Na Shi’s ruins. Attack them with firearms. I don’t know if they are effective. Anyway, after tens or hundreds of bullets, they will disperse, but no matter how many people are dissipated, the ruins will still reach a certain limit. There will be guards emerging from there and there will be absolutely no vacancies.
Moreover, this giant sandman at the outermost periphery is just a kind of undead guards. If you enter inside, there are storm sandmen who can fly in cyclones and quicksand sandmen who are more ferocious than quicksand fish lurking underground.
The ruins of Na Shi'a were standing there, but the ground, the ground, and the air were all guarded by various sand people, and it turned out to be impenetrable.
"Thank you for saving me again!" Fortunately, Professor Lent escaped his life. Professor Lent's lingering fears finally got rid of his fascination with the ruins of Na Shi, wiped his forehead and said with cold sweat, "Sorry to see this place. I lost my attitude for a while."
"Are there any differences between the ruins in this place and the ruins in other places?" There is not only one ruin in the Shi-A era, but none of the supernaturalists present have the privilege of seeing it.
Almost every time someone like Professor Lent unearths a ruin, someone will ask him to research and appraise and do excavation work, just like this time. Of course, the insight and ability in this area are of course not the same level~IndoMTL .com~ of course not the same! It's so different! "Professor Tallente who looked at the ruins of Shi'a seemed to be addicted again for a while.
"The relics in other places are the settlements of Nashi-A people or their cities. Well, it is not a city at all. According to our research, the life span of Na Shi-A people may be hundreds of years but relatively Because of their longevity, their reproductive ability is extremely weak. At least the large settlements that were excavated can only be described as towns. There may also be really large cities that have not been discovered by us or the Shi'a people are not used to it at all. Many people gather together."
"But the ruins in front of them are no longer their settlements! I can't think of any words to describe this place. In short, this place is the concentrated industrialization of the Shi'aren giant, which is equivalent to our being in Antarctica. Controllable annihilation reactors, global satellite communication systems, water purification processing centers, banks, logistics systems, air-conditioning systems, network systems... this is a complex of all modern large-scale systems!"
"..."
It is really difficult for anyone with a bit of reality to accept Professor Lunt’s statement. Although the buildings in front of them are huge and magnificent, can there be such a thing in this world?