Chapter 3 Without the altar master, it is impossible to move an inch
"It's a flying insect!"
Le Xinyi and Ye Peng, who had been in this world before, recognized them at a glance.
"But compared to last time, this bug is bigger. It may have evolved again!"
Zhang Lang nodded and looked towards the direction the bug was flying from: "This is just a sentry, there are a large army behind."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone felt the ground tremble slightly.
"It's like an earthquake, how many bugs are there?" Lao Mo was obviously panicked, and the others also took out their weapons and prepared to fight the enemy.
"If the bugs are still the same ones I have seen before, and the body shape and number of legs have not changed significantly..." Zhang Lang made a rough calculation and reported a fairly accurate number: "The ones on the ground are 47,260
Only...there are three hundred and twenty-nine in the sky..."
"Isn't that close to 50,000?" Ye Peng was shocked. He had seen these bugs before. The number of 50,000 could be defended if there was danger. In a wild encounter? How to fight?
"You can't fight, run away!" Le Xinyi urged. Charles hurriedly moved the centipede car to escape at full speed, but Zhang Lang shook his head: "It's useless, the insects move faster, and your pet also
It’s not about unlimited physical strength…”
"Then what should I do..." Charles gritted his teeth. Indeed, after carrying everyone for nearly a hundred miles, the Centipede Car was almost at its limit. It was afraid it would collapse before it could run very far.
"This place is so flat that there is nowhere to hide..." Mia waved her giant sword: "The only thing we can do is fight and see how capable these bugs are!"
"Hey... the previous deputy leader had the skill of group concealment. If he were here..." Old Mo began to reminisce about the past again. The taciturn Jonathan had already begun to twist his limbs and prepare for activities. He was confident that with his speed, he could
I can escape, but I can’t take care of my teammates...
As for Le Xinyi, Ye Peng, Lu Ren and Lei Ting, they all looked at Zhang Lang.
No matter what the desperate situation is, this man will definitely have a solution!
Zhang Lang turned to look at Xiao Mo, who was sitting at the back, and shook his head slightly.
Xiao Mo accepted the order and immediately jumped off the centipede car. Before he landed, the jets behind him deployed and he sprinted towards the direction of the insect swarm.
"It should be able to delay it for a while." Zhang Lang said calmly: "Let's find the city quickly!"
"She's going to delay it herself?" Lu Ren blinked: "Even if it's a robot, it's still a very precious reward, right? But she sacrificed it right away?"
"It's okay, I can't die." Zhang Lang is very confident in Xiao Mo's strength. It's not that easy for insects to destroy her. Besides, she still has traveling shoes and can come back anytime she wants.
With Xiao Mo leading the swarm of insects, the group continued to drive towards the city, and soon they arrived at the direction guided by the wandering spirit.
Unsurprisingly, this place is still a wasteland, with nothing to see except stones and sand.
"Is that true?" Lu Ren looked at Fumino: "Why don't you ask some local ghosts for directions?"
Fumino was also a little shaken, clasped her hands together, and did it again. Soon, a few more residual souls gathered towards her.
But this time, not from a distance, but from under your feet!
That's right, these strands of remnant souls floated out from the ground beneath their feet!
"This..." Wen Nai looked at the ground in surprise, while Zhang Lang frowned, raised his hand and struck out with force, stabbing straight down!
This Beng Jin did not come with a physical attack and penetrated directly into the ground. Just when the Beng Jin penetrated more than thirty meters underground, a sound suddenly came from Zhang Lang's ears!
Prosperous, bustling, noisy... This sound told him that there was a prosperous city right at their feet!
As for why I didn't notice it before, it was because the city was protected by a nodule that isolated people's perception. Zhang Lang's strength pierced the barrier, and only then did the clues emerge.
Withdrawing Beng Jin, the sound quickly disappeared again. Such large-scale enchantments have energy, and they can be restored quickly as long as the interference is removed.
"What's wrong?" People without inspiration don't know what happened, and are curious about their expressions.
"There is something underground..." Le Xinyi's fox demon bloodline can also see ghosts: "These wandering souls all come out of the underground!"
"Underground?" Everyone looked at the ground. Lu Ren clapped his hands and said, "Then let's dig out! Thunder, doesn't your mecha have a drill?"
"No!" Zhang Lang objected: "This is the last city of mankind. If you dig it open, insects will find it!"
"What? Underground city?" Everyone was shocked, "Where is the entrance?"
Lei Lei opened the scanning device, scanned it and shook his head: "There is some kind of shielding mechanism down here, and you can't see anything."
"Isn't this a medieval world?" Lu Ren looked at Ye Peng: "You still say there is no magic or anything like that, how can you block the detection of technological means?"
Ye Peng shrugged his shoulders, while Le Xinyi analyzed: "The world is now on the verge of collapse. The altar must have sent other heroes to save it before. Maybe this is the refuge left by the previous heroes for mankind."
"Thunder, help me." Zhang Lang looked at the ground: "I'll start in a moment. You can explore again to see if you can find the entrance."
"Can you unblock it?" Lei Lei asked.
"Temporarily." Zhang Lang lowered his head and stretched out his hand towards the ground, "Get ready..."
"Um?"
Just when it was about to start, Zhang Lang stopped his strength and turned to look to the other side: "Are there any other guests?"
Everyone was stunned after hearing this, and looked in the direction Zhang Lang was looking at, but there was nothing there...
"Now that you're here, stop hiding!" Zhang Lang shouted loudly.
After a few seconds, the air there became distorted, and a group of people appeared.
"It's not easy for the newcomers of the Twelve Altar to discover our whereabouts!"
The speaker was an old man with a red nose and a white beard. Zhang Lang remembered that he was the master of the nineteenth altar.
"Lord Francis!" Lao Mo recognized the old man at a glance: "You are here too."
"Of course." Old Francis said with a smile: "This is the last stronghold of mankind, and it's marked on the badge..."
At this point, the old man showed a sudden expression: "By the way, you don't have an official altar leader, and the mission information you got is incomplete. Do you think you don't have the coordinates here?"
Is the difference so big? Several newcomers had black lines on their heads. Lao Mo scratched his head with an embarrassed look on his face: "Yes, but thanks to the abilities of the newcomers, we have found this place, but I don't know how to get down."
"Hahaha..." Old Francis raised his head and laughed: "Come with us, you guys, you'd better confirm the new altar leader quickly, otherwise we won't be able to wait for the battlefield, and ordinary missions may be annihilated!