Data Wasteland

From here to the top of the mountain, you need to pass through a large area of ​​grass and hills. Without a word, the two walked quickly towards the tower.

When I walked to the middle of the grass, strange noises suddenly came from all around. Looking around, all the hills are shaking. One by one, huge hands broke out of the soil, and then a huge bronze body, the soil and grass blades falling sparsely.

"run!"

Chen Xing quickly made a judgment that there were too many demons that they could not defeat. Before many demons had crawled out, they ran wildly in a lesser direction. A Qiaomu followed closely behind. She is not as fast as Chen Xing, but with less weight, she can barely keep up.

"Wow!"

A giant hand suddenly rushed out of the ground, and Chen Xing made a sharp turn, bypassing the giant hand. The mud behind him slid down like a waterfall, and A Qiao Mu who was following could not avoid it, blue light appeared on his body, and the mud that fell on his body was quickly bounced away.

"Here!" Chen Xing yelled, the dirt flying around, the leaves of grass scattered, and the visibility was extremely low.

In chaos. Chen Xing dodges from left to right with his perception of danger, avoiding danger. The ground is trembling endlessly, making people tottering. From time to time, a huge black shadow swept over his head. It was a giant puppet chasing after him, with thunderous footsteps, thrilling.

A Qiaomu behind him was silent and followed closely, seeming to believe his judgment very much.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain on his scalp, and a huge shadow fell from the top of his head. He turned around and stopped abruptly, hugged Aqiao who was rushing up, and rolled to the side.

In the next second, a giant fist descended from the sky and landed on the position just now. Suddenly, mud spewed and the ground shook violently.

Chen Xing got up and saw the giant fist rise to the sky.

"Oh my God..."

A Qiaomu lay on his back and couldn't help exclaiming when he saw the bronze demon clearly. It was a bronze giant several stories high, with its shoulders covering the sky. It was huge, and its fist alone was the size of an off-road vehicle.

"Don't froze, run!"

Chen Xing grabbed A Qiaomu and continued to run forward.

"Stop, here!"

The rumbling sounded again, and a big foot stepped from the sky. Chen Xing took Aqiao Mu to avoid and walked among the giant puppets. After a few minutes, he finally ran out of the encirclement circle.

After approaching the foot of the mountain, the puppet that came after it seemed to have lost its goal, and turned to leave. It was not until the two climbed halfway up the mountain that they could see the number of puppets. There were seventy or eighty puppets. They are of various shapes and sizes. The largest is more than a dozen stories high, about the same as Liander's Angamaso, and the smaller is as high as a three-story villa.

"How did you do it?" A Qiaomu asked curiously.

"I have a talent for reaction," Chen Xing said. He neither wanted to lie nor to tell the truth, because this was one of his hole cards, so he used a very vague and misleading explanation.

Strictly speaking, danger perception is a kind of talent that belongs to the "reaction type", that is, the type of improving reaction ability, but in fact, it is easy for the opponent to mistake it for common abilities such as "quick reaction" or "extraordinary agility" and "strengthening nerve".

"No wonder you reacted so quickly." A Qiaomu sighed, obviously succeeded by being misled.

"Did you say that it is the sun?" Chen Xing said, pointing to the sky. On the one hand, it is to stagger the topic, do not continue to discuss his talents, so as not to make too many mistakes; on the other hand, he feels a bit strange, this is definitely not a black death continent, and it will not be an independent universe. So, what is the sun in the sky?

"I saw that the center of the light cluster was a polyhedron." A Qiaomu said, seeing Chen Xing's puzzled expression, and then explained, "Our sand people's eyes are more adaptable to strong light, just like a brown filter. It can reduce the intensity of sunlight. If you have sunglasses, you can see things in the light cluster."

"Really?" Chen Xing said, taking out the sunglasses from the package and putting them on.

At first glance, it turned out to be a polyhedron with twelve sides, but the light was too strong to be able to see the real shape with the naked eye.

Looking at it, Chen Xing suddenly had a whim, took a shot of the sniper rifle behind his back, and joked, "You said I can shoot it down?" He thought of the allusion of Hou Yi shooting the sun, if the "sun" is an object , It's not surprising to be able to fight down.

"Why don't you try?" A Qiaomu was amused by him, and answered with a smile.

"Try again when you leave, maybe it's a baby." If it really hits down, it won't be able to explore.

After a while, the two followed the stone steps to the top of the mountain and came to the white tower.

Looking up, small rectangular windows were opened on the smooth and white wall of the tower, about the length of an arm and the width of a palm, which should be used for ventilation and lighting.

The small arched wooden doors are well preserved, and the patterns on the iron bars are slightly rusty. A Qiaomu pushed it tentatively, but with a "click", the door opened.

Looking inward, the light is a little dim, the old fireplace, the square chimney against the wall, the wood piled in the corner of the wall, and the cauldron hung with iron chains.

Soon, both of them focused their eyes on one corner of the room.

It was a hollow mahogany chair with a "person" sitting on the chair, facing the wall and back to the door.

The robes on his body are badly weathered and tattered

Yes, with his head drooping, his two shoulders are particularly prominent. Originally it was just a common mummy. When the deceased died, he sat on a chair, but because his back was facing them, there was an inexplicable sense of horror.

Chen Xing glanced at A Qiaomu, the meaning was very clear: "You are the front row, you go."

A Qiaomu didn't say anything, he drew out his scimitar, catted to his waist, and slowly moved over. Perhaps under the influence of Chen Xing, her actions became very careful, just like treating a big living person who turned his face at any time.

As she gradually approached, she stretched out her arms, grabbed the hollow heart-shaped chair back, and turned the chair around.

A corpse with a drooping head appeared in front of him, covered with a hood, hands covered with robes on his knees. The two looked at each other, and both heaved a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, sudden changes occurred!

The motionless "mummy" suddenly raised his head, revealing a face covered with verdigris.

"what!"

A Qiaomu was taken aback, but instead of retreating, the scimitar in his hand slashed towards the monster without hesitation.

"Chang!"

As soon as the blade passed, sparks spattered. A red light appeared in the monster's eyes, and with a backhand punch, A Qiaomu was knocked into the air.

Chen Xing finally saw that it was a bronze demon about the size of a human being. He immediately pulled out the silver star and pulled the trigger continuously.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

The bronze demon was beaten up and down, and finally hit the wall hard, but there was not much damage. As soon as the bullet was finished, it rushed towards Chen Xing.

Chen Xing moved quickly to the side. If he retreated directly at this time, he would lose the obstacle instead.

However, the demon's movements were extremely sensitive. The moment he rushed out of the door, he grabbed the door frame, took advantage of his strength to revolve, and hit Chen Xing with a punch.

"Boom!"

The bronze fist smashed through the wall, and the rubble fell apart with amazing power.

Chen Xing ducked his head and ran into him with his shoulders.

"Hey!"

Chen Xing felt as if he hit a stone wall, his internal organs were tumbling. Although he smashed the opponent, his shoulder was also dislocated.

"A Qiaomu!"

Chen Xing yelled and retreated, while holding back the pain of dislocation and loading bullets.

The demon rushed up again, and Chen Xing made a "click", pushed into the magazine, raised his hand and shot, knocking the demon back.

"What about people!" Chen Xing shouted again, but there was no movement in the room. A Qiaomu seemed to have suddenly evaporated from the world.