The Death Knell

Since Liana wants to play monsters for fun, just follow her.

When the huge rotten black shadow fell to the ground, a pungent stench swept over the nostrils, making the two of them feel like they were surrounded by countless dead waiters.

But Mysterio didn't mind. She waved her giant sword and launched a charge, while Su Ming took a small pistol and fired a few shots casually, just for support.

"Did you find anything?"

He asked Strangler, who was still rummaging through the relics in the lair during the battle.

After all, with the strength of Mysterio, it is very easy to deal with a radiation-mutated monster, and there is no chance of any accidents. Moreover, she slashed the monster and splashed green water, so it was really not suitable to get close to join in the fun.

"Hey."

Hangzhou said that he was still rummaging around. There was a basement in the ruins, which was full of bones. Maybe some valuable little things had leaked through the cracks in the wreckage.

"By the way, if you see a bionic robot, dig it out and show it to me. It's a relic from the last era before the multi-dimensional restart. It might be valuable, especially the animal-shaped one."

Deathstroke leaned against a broken stone pillar and kept firing at the slimy winged creatures. He also told Strangler some options for scavenging.

"Hey."

Hearing what the host said, Strangler immediately dug out a few stumps and severed arms from the depths of the garbage pile. They were all parts of bionic humans. Although time had destroyed their skin and flesh, a strange transparent skeleton remained. down.

Looking at the maggots and pupa shells caught during the transportation, Su Mingqu flicked the bones and shook his head after hearing the sound:

"A kind of plastic, of little value. The humanoid ones among the bionic robots in the Dark Tower world are worthless. Look for animals."

Strangler immediately threw away the garbage, and the tentacles continued to dig beneath the ruins like tree roots.

After a moment, it retracted and told its host that there was nothing of value here, except for a broken revolver and a saddle.

At this time, the mysterious guest has killed a giant beast that is hundreds of meters long. It does not look like a dragon, but more like some kind of mutated flying fish or moth, but its body is completely black. The putrid slime was as dirty as a swamp monster, and Su Ming was really in no mood to distinguish it.

Mysterio's tactics are also very simple. This is obviously an evil creature. Her big sword can cause serious damage to it. After cutting off four pairs of wings, she can easily defeat the opponent on the ground.

Unfortunately, the monster's head wrapped in black flocculation was a little difficult to get. She thought about it and gave up:

"Ciri said that witchers are used to cutting off monster heads and hanging them on the back of their saddles, but this head is too big and smells too bad, so I decided not to do it."

She stretched out, as if she was satisfied with the warm-up exercise. Although there were two revolvers hanging on her waist, she had no intention of using them. Her fighting style became more and more like a demon. This is hell. Determined by the border environment.

Killing the enemy is just the result, but the purpose of killing is to spread fear and intimidation. Of course, hand-to-hand combat is more suitable.

"This door takes us back to the inner world, but it is too remote and there are no valuable items nearby." Su Ming smoked a cigarette to suppress the smell, looked at the monster's body and shook his head: "Adjutant, the next door closest to us is Where is the door?"

From a high altitude, it is indeed difficult to find the door, but the deputy can observe where there are ruins. Comparing the architectural style and scale, it is not difficult to find another ruins where a door may exist.

"Four thousand kilometers to the southeast, Sheriff." The virtual projection of the doll floated aside, and she asked with a smile: "Are you having fun?"

"Of course." Mysterio replied quickly, stuffing the giant sword back into his chest, and hugging the teacher's arm again: "Entering a new multi-dimensional system, it also has its own portals to and from different single worlds, what can Better than this?"

"That's good, I'm trying to calculate the distribution of doors, but the samples are too few now." The adjutant smiled and projected the terrain map, and she described her actions: "If you enter a few more doors, I might be able to There will be more parameters used for calculation."

"Let's not talk about that first, come up Liana." Su Ming took off the magical cloak that turned into a masked bandana and turned it into a flying carpet: "Let's go to the next location and take a spin by the way. Cloak, you fly slower. .”

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Even if the cloak slowed down his speed, the straight-line distance of four thousand kilometers was enough for a five-minute drive. When the two landed, they were outside a small stockade.

Only some vague shadows of ruins can be seen here, and more are the residents of the wasteland, relying on these stone ruins to build apocalyptic-style buildings.

All kinds of garbage are piled up in various directions to form a building, like a garbage dump, but judging from the clothes hanging out of the windows of the matchbox-like shacks, this should still be a gathering place where people can communicate.

There seems to be no one around?

"anyone there?!"

Su Ming shouted into the village, but the sound only echoed among the ruins and shacks, and no one responded.

"Hey."

Strangulation means that no heat source or biological vibration is sensed. Even if there are people in this house, they are not alive.

Su Ming shook his head at the mysterious guest with some regret, led him through the gate of the village and walked towards it, and explained: "Originally, I wanted you to see the indigenous people in the wilderness. They have experienced more severe radiation and mutated more. Interesting, but it looks like there’s no chance this time.”

"It doesn't matter, teacher, we have plenty of opportunities." She smiled and pointed to an iron windmill not far away: "Is that a mill there?"

The windmill is fixed on a broken iron tower. It is also made of garbage. It has rusted and faded, but it slowly rotates with the wind in the wilderness, making a squeaking sound.

"The inner world is too barren. Wheat cannot be grown in this severely deserted desert, so there is no such thing as a mill. It is probably a wind turbine."

Su Ming took her towards the tower and explained his reasoning.

"Since there is a generator, there may be electrical appliances of the indigenous people. I am curious, do they have a TV?" Liana looked at the rusty tower in front of her. The closer she got, the larger she would realize.

When standing in front of its door, it's like standing at the feet of a giant, but this giant is made of garbage, and its center of gravity is even unstable. When the blades rotate, it makes strange noises and looks shaky.

"Sometimes the technology in the hands of the people in the wilderness is higher than that of the people in the city. They may pick up some technological products that can be used and develop a unique tribal culture."

Deathstroke gently pushed open the door, and a skeleton lying behind the door fell straight in front of him, with bones scattered on the ground:

"So I have a good feeling now that we might find something good here."