The Earth People are so Fierce

Chapter 1870 Missing Person

Meng Chao couldn't imagine what would happen if he didn't wake up in time.

Could it be that he is also like those poor seniors in the Institute of Ancient Ruins, disregarding the limits of his own flesh and blood, desperately digging into the depths of the deformed and twisted rock cracks, and finally, after turning into a pool of flesh and bones and shattered bones, The monsters frantically merged together again, disappearing into the depths of darkness forever?

Wait, he's sober, what about the others?

Meng Chao's heart tightened, he hurriedly scanned his surroundings, and immediately took another breath of air.

He realized that, including himself, everyone in the search and rescue team was no longer in place.

Just now they were still below the cracks in the ground, at a depth of about seventy or eighty meters.

But in just a few seconds or minutes when he fell into the hallucination, they dropped at least below minus one hundred meters.

The surrounding rock walls became increasingly deformed and broken.

The darkness above the head became more and more intense, as if it had condensed into a solid that could not be detonated by a train cannon, trying to seal them here.

On the rock walls on both sides of the abyss, more cracks appeared, and above and below each crack, there was almost a search and rescue team member clinging to it.

Everyone was the same as him just now, with deep eyes and a dull expression. The limbs and even a part of the torso had been squeezed into the obviously too narrow and twisted gap recklessly.

The nano-combat suits of many people were torn by the sharp rock edges, and the flesh and blood were opened with shocking wounds.

The blood meanders and falls silently into the abyss.

But they didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, their faces were full of excitement and piety immersed in the secret treasure or the ocean of wisdom, and even used the lubrication of blood to speed up their creeping towards the depths of the gap.

Only Lu Siya, who had just lost all her psychic powers, was unable to perceive too much too complicated ancient information, was a little better than everyone else, just leaned on the rock wall, staring intently into the depths of a gap.

But she could barely restrain the urge to get in, but she was unable to get rid of this state of "gazing into the abyss".

"Oops!"

Meng Chao knew that, including Long Feijun, Shen Yupeng, and Wu Haibo, all search and rescue team members might have encountered the same danger as he just now.

At this moment, their souls are probably also immersed in the magnificent, solemn, nested, endless "infinite libraries", wantonly spying on and grabbing the wisdom crystallization of the "ancients", wandering in the high civilization Can't extricate ourselves from the infinite splendor.

If they are not interrupted in time, I am afraid that they will all burrow into the cracks of the rock like moths to the flame, and turn themselves into monsters!

It's too late to wake up the team members one by one!

In Meng Chao's eyes, the golden glow burst.

The spirit magnet, in the form of a liquid metal-like substance glowing with pale gold, was crazily secreted from under the flesh and blood of the arms, tightly wrapped the arms, and continued to extend in front of the fists, and finally condensed into two battle axes. Heavy blade.

"Shua!"

On the blade of the ax named "Skull Crusher", the blazing flames are wrapped with a bitter fighting spirit, like a burning storm, illuminating the abyss and tearing apart the darkness.

"boom!"

Meng Chao opened his arms, leaving a light and shadow like a roc spreading its wings on the rock wall.

When the chest cavity expanded to the limit, the pectoralis major contracted violently, and the arms crossed to exert force. The two axes accelerated from rest to breaking through the sound barrier in an instant, like two supersonic missiles with dazzling tail flames, colliding fiercely in the air. Together.

The sound waves are blessed by spiritual energy and turn into ripples visible to the naked eye.

Layer upon layer of ripples, chasing after each other, competing with each other, turned into a stormy wave that could compete with the Kuroshio, and passed through the brains of every search and rescue team member.

The search and rescue team members in the illusion, as if they had been slapped in the face by the rolling thunder, trembled all over, and then broke free from the illusion one after another.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. After figuring out their situation, they all broke out in a cold sweat and cast grateful glances at Meng Chao.

"How is it possible, how did 'Summon of the Ancient One' become so powerful?"

Wu Haibo looked at his **** hands on the inside of the crack, half puzzled, half terrified, "When we explored the depths of the ruins in the past, explorers also heard the 'call of the ancient' and lost Control, something that cannot be extricated.

"But usually only some of the exploration team members, no more than half of them, are bewitched by the 'call of the ancient times', and the rest have every chance to stop and rescue them.

"As far as I know, no matter during the period of the Blood Alliance or after the establishment of the Relic Research Institute, there has never been a single occurrence in thousands of explorations. All the members of the entire exploration team have heard such a powerful 'prime ancient call' ' thing!

"Could it be that, after more than ten years of sealing, the power of the ancient ruins has not weakened, but has been continuously strengthened. It is like a beast that has not been full of flesh and blood for a long time, becoming more and more hungry and thirsty, and can't wait?"

"However, this time the 'Summon of the Ancient One' seems to have become clearer than before."

A black-horned warrior licked his lips and said, "Does this mean that we have the opportunity to spy on more and clearer 'prime technology' to further enhance Dragon City's strength?"

Meng Chao noticed that he was a weathered veteran.

The rough skin has a texture like the fusion of sandpaper and metal. Under the torn nanosuit, there are criss-crossing scars, silently telling the cruelty and glory of the owner who has gone through countless battles.

It seems that he should have stayed in the Institute of Ancient Ruins for a long time. Before the ruins were sealed, he had participated in similar exploration and search and rescue missions, and even listened to "The Call of the Ancients". Only by comparing the two personal experiences can he conclude that Such a conclusion.

"Stop your greed, the existing ancient technology is already too much, too rich, too dangerous, far beyond what we can digest and absorb!"

Wu Haibo frowned, and scolded in a low voice, "Excessive power may not bring good luck, but may become a source of chaos or even destruction. Remember this, otherwise, you will be re-summoned by the 'Summon of the Ancients' every minute. Control, randomly drill into a certain crack in the surrounding rocks, and disappear forever in the dark depths!"

The black-horned veteran's heart trembled.

I realized that my state just now was not right.

Hastily took out the notebook and conducted a self-test.

At this time, a secret policeman called out.

"Wait, the number is wrong, one person is missing!"

Everyone was slightly taken aback, their eyes quickly scanned, and they found the problem.

Ten secret police officers, ten Black Horn fighters, ten Martial Arts Hall disciples, plus Meng Chao, Lu Siya and Wu Haibo, the search and rescue team originally had thirty-three members.

But now, there are only thirty-two headlamps bobbing up and down in the darkness.