The Great World

Chapter 72: .072....Slave soldiers in 1999 (third update, please recommend)

A cold current penetrated from the helmet's ventilation device, causing Zhang Jian to shiver.

The wind, the sharp wind like a knife intertwined in the front, it looked like several green snakes entwined, and from time to time, Shekou peeked forward, and a sharper and more rapid wind burst out.

Zhang Jian only felt that the six laces were constantly tightening at this time.

The blue giant's heart under him was also as tight as a bowstring.

The Blue Giant not only had to control his body in the turbulent wind, but also ensure that when he injected the source force into the Thunder Wing, he would not injure Zhang Jian due to the skyrocketing lightning.

Zhang Jian firmly pulled the handle of the beast saddle, and he could clearly hear it, like the sound of hail hitting the helmet, the sound was frequent and rapid, almost without interruption.

Suddenly, a stern wind hit.

The Blue Giant was lifted up fiercely, and Zhang Jian only felt upset and dizzy when riding on it.

"Speed ​​up! The wind is getting stronger and stronger!" Ye Tian shouted.

The four of them understood that they could not delay, and they let the source beast under them exhaust all their energy to break through this turbulent wind.

Zhang Jian, who had just stabilized, only felt a powerful surge of force above his head.

The head hit the inner wall of the helmet, and there was only a buzzing sound in his head, and I couldn't speak.

Even so, Zhang Jian subconsciously leaned forward.

Fortunately, this gang wind slapped downward, causing Lan Ju to rush out of the gang wind turbulence at once.

After a while, Zhang Jian eased a little from a coma, but his mind was still a little confused.

"Fuck it, it's dying!" Zhu Wenfu wasn't much better, with a bruise on his forehead.

"Fuck, Zhang Jian, you..." Zhu Wenfu's exclaim drew everyone's eyes to Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian's eyes were blank and his face was blue and purple, like a child who had suffered a mixed doubles.

Ye Tian quickly summoned a wind chime, "traumatic ointment."

The wind chime shook, but the cloth strips hanging down from the inside looked like steel rulers.

Ye Tian probed his hand under the cloth strip.

The cloth strips shone with white light, and a round palm-sized wooden box appeared in his palm.

The wooden box exudes a fresh woody fragrance, Ye Tian walked to Zhang Jian, took off his gloves, and opened the wooden box.

Milky white like jade fat, Ye Tian wiped the bruises on Zhang Jian's face.

Zhang Jian was awakened by the pain, and he grinned, his entire face twisted together.

"Hiss~ It smells!" Zhang Jian tried to relieve the pain by inhaling, but as for the effect, there was still so much lost.

There is also an unspeakable stench in the nearby air.

Zhang Jian immediately held his breath, but the smell he had smelled before was still lingering, and the stomach juice rolled in his stomach, which made him want to gag.

After Ye Tian wiped it off, he didn't have a finger to poke his face.

Zhang Jian felt his face gradually refreshed and his body was hot.

Zhang Jianxin said: Does this medicine have any side effects?

Upon closer inspection, the other four were also sweating profusely.

Zhang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, but also found that it was caused by the high temperature inside the monument.

Looking around, the chill suddenly rushed from the soles of the feet to the spine, goose bumps all over, and the hairs stood upside down!

At Lan Ju's feet and all around, there was a shattered piece of white Sensen.

Some of the more intact bones still have dark material, which seems to be air-dried from that piece of flesh and tissue.

Most of the cause of the stench comes from here.

Looking around, shuddering.

Describing is never as shocking as seeing it with your own eyes.

Zhang Jian also understood in his heart that these people had fallen from a height without any precautions.

Even if he happened to be prepared, riding on the flying source beast, he would not have guessed that the entrance to this monument was tricky, and there was also a bitter wind, and unexpectedly, he fell along with the source beast, causing this.

Year after year, a frightening landscape is formed.

All five took off their helmets, but they did not take off the inner and outer layers of clothing.

They have to pass the last hurdle before they can truly enter this monument!

Everyone's clothes were torn apart by Gang Feng. Ye Tian raised his finger in one direction. Because of this action, a lot of down and cotton floated from the position of his armpit.

Several people looked like old beggars who had spent the winter in ragged clothes.

Zhang Jian looked in the direction of his fingers.

It was a trail paved with stone slabs. The road was very narrow and could only accommodate two people walking side by side.

On both sides of the road, there were soldiers in helmets and armor.

They hung their heads, standing there like sculptures.

Ye Tiandao: "You can only go through the trail. Other places that seem to have roads are blocked by an invisible barrier."

"It's okay to bear with me a little bit. By the way, you can put the source beast away." Ye Tian said, and took his source beast back: "They won't attack the source beast, but the passage is too small, and the passage is forbidden. Flying area."

Ye Tian pointed to the edge of the white bone area, where there was a Wind Bird King who had obviously died shortly thereafter: "I didn't believe in evil last time, and this is how I ended up."

Zhang Jian asked, "Are these all source beasts? Or something strange?"

A light flashed in Wang Lang's eyes. As a member of Dawn, and the Gangfeng historical site information was handed over to Ye Tian through his hand, he was very clear and explained first: "Yuan Beast."

"Because of what happened in 1999, the association made big moves in the following year.

Some of the source beast attributes are directly forcibly accommodated into another attribute, for example, the sword system is integrated into the mechanical system, and so on, the undead system and the ghost system are merged into the abyss system.

These are the abyssal source beasts, slave soldiers! "

When Wang Lang said this, Zhang Jian remembered that Zhai Ng had explained the source beast of the slave soldier in class.

Zhai Ji did not use PPT to teach at the time, and Zhang Jian did not search for information afterwards, so he did not recognize the slave soldiers in the first place.

The slave soldiers originated from the well-preserved monuments of super civilized buildings.

This is better relative. For example, looking over the passage now, behind the ruined and collapsed building complex, this is relatively better.

Research by the research institute speculated that the slave soldiers belonged to the lowest-level slaves of the super civilization.

In terms of body structure, apart from the source core, the slave soldiers and humans have almost no abnormalities.

But the slave soldiers belonged to humanoid life forms, humanoid beasts, not humans.

Ye Tian said as he walked to the trail, "Don't wear a helmet, otherwise they will slam you on the head. I have done an experiment. A stick can punch a metal helmet into a big hole."

Ye Tian walked into the passage, a ten-meter-long stone road, with a pair of slave soldiers holding wooden sticks every one meter on both sides.

Ye Tian stepped onto the stone road. These low-headed slave soldiers were like machines that were turned on, and the arduous sound of bone rubbing was heard from within. At the same time, he raised his head and greeted Ye Tian with a stick in his hand.

As Ye Tian said, the sticks are very fast, but they only greet the place where the body is hit, such as the head, neck, back court, and important parts of the triangle.

Ye Tian was hit by a stick in his knee several times, staggering, but the stick above his head seemed to have long eyes, avoiding his head.

Wang Lang followed the second, Chen Xian was the third, Zhu Wenfu was the third, and Zhang Jian was at the end.

Chen Xian was the easiest of the five. He did not move much, but he walked leisurely, his hands like butterflies wearing flowers, one block, one unloading force, the stick fell on him, and there was only a light sound.

Unlike other people, they are close to each other firmly and make a dull noise.

Fortunately, the five people wore a lot of clothes, which didn't get in the way.

When he was about to reach the end, Zhu Wenfu couldn't help screaming, his knees were centered with two sticks, his body fell forward, and he subconsciously covered his head.

At this moment, the slave soldier seemed to exude an aura of murder.

"To suffer!"

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