"Hey! Bastard! How do you drive! You can give me such a wide place..."
Soshiyang, walking on the chaotic streets of Wushuo City, vaguely heard a familiar voice, so he turned around and looked at the dense buildings on the right, but his eyes could not penetrate the towers and houses, so he could not tell what it was.
Talos, who was standing beside him, noticed Soshiyan's actions and asked:
"What's wrong?"
"It seems like I heard... who is talking, it sounds familiar."
"Hmm? Is there any?"
Kayang, who was walking in the front, also stopped and turned around.
"Soshiyan, I didn't hear it either."
Soshiyang shrugged.
"Okay, maybe I heard it wrong."
Then he said to Kayang:
"The gladiator is about to begin, what are we doing in this place?"
"I need something, which is very important to our subsequent actions, but I'm not sure if there will be one here, so I can only try it..."
In order to cover up the whereabouts of the three, Kayang chose a very remote route and put countless obstacles on the three. The withered and haggard residents could not find them at all.
It was also along the way that Soshiyan saw the real situation under the glamorous appearance of Comorona.
In these places, the tough boundaries of reality become soft and shallow, and the unique magic of Comoros changes anything it touches.
The withered people wandering around and the occasionally looming white ghosts can be seen everywhere, and the tragic shouts echoed in the cave-like alleys, and even the lowest-level residents were fighting a primitive battle to control this ever-changing land.
Even Soshiyang saw that some of the withered spirits had terrible defects, and their nearly transparent skin could see pulsating blood vessels and underdeveloped organs.
Occasionally, some raiders and gang members were seen filled with plunders collected after years of sweeping—other than that, anything that could not be used immediately was discarded.
Therefore, the seemingly spacious streets actually appear narrow because of the garbage.
The lubricant traces on both sides of the street flickered faintly, barely illuminating the road ahead, and also revealing piles of disordered machinery, collapsed bone pyramids and other terrible weird debris, which were like the internal organs falling from the belly of a giant, tangled into a ball.
Suddenly, Soshiyang stopped in front of a skeleton nailed to a curved wall and carefully pointed it out.
Just looking at the skeleton, Soshiyan determined that this was an Astate, but he didn't know when he died and what kind of identity he had ever been.
But whoever he was, now it has become a simple signpost, nailed to a temporary piece of rusty metal wall.
At this moment, something was clicking behind him.
Soshiyang suddenly turned around, and the power armor servo made a faint sound, and his sword was instantly pulled out while capturing about ten pairs of slender eyes.
Then a withered spiritual race fell down, and the rough short-handed axe clattered in its spasm hand, and the other walked over and cut the poor worm's head with a knife and held its chin to lift it up, so that the surrounding spiritual races would appreciate such a tragic situation.
There are at least thirty people, but in Soshiyang's eyes, even twice this number will not pose a threat.
However, even at such a close distance, they still did not find a giant standing beside them.
After a howl, the spirit race seemed to have found a new leader, surrounded the man holding his head and left until the last one disappeared into the wreckage forest, as quietly as when they came.
"Does it look like some kind of animal?"
Talos, who was beside him, grinned.
“Civilization is never innate.”
At this time, something attracted Soshiyang's attention. He turned to the right and swept the wreckage all over the ground to the side with his feet. He found some wreckage of a crashed Thunder Eagle.
Its cockpit was completely torn apart, and most of the armor and parts were also plundered. Although the driver was not visible, the ending could be inferred, either escaped or died, leaving only the rusted body behind.
Then he put a hand into the spider silk and dust, revealing a sign on a broken metal plate.
A fuzzy fire faucet skull is displayed on a rusty metal plate.
"Salazar's Thunderhawk."
Suoshiyang looked along the scar on the body, thinking about how it came here and how it was forgotten in the belly of the beast.
He knew about this, the salamander had attacked Comoros, and they taught the Dark Spirit a lesson, but it was far from enough.
Talos also looked at the blurry mark and whispered:
"This mission should have been carried out by the Eighth Legion. The Primrose once suggested that the Emperor intended him to carry out a raid on Comoros. Although the purpose was a mystery, I guess it might be related to the Emperor's Internet plan... In any case, the plan was eventually interrupted by the Great Rebellion."
"Okay, it's time for us to leave."
At Kayang's reminder, Soshiyan ended the episode.
Soon, they arrived at a remote corner of Comoros and came to a house that looked like a big peach.
"Hiss... Kayang, why do I think this place looks like a sex toy store?"
Looking at the strange store shape and the various pink signs at the door, as well as the "Drain" written in Aida language on the sign, Talos couldn't help but make a questioning voice.
But Kayang pushed open the door and walked in without any concern.
"It's all right, that's it."
Soshiyan and Talos walked in after a while of embarrassment.
"welcome......"
As soon as they entered, the two saw a thin young elves bowing to them in a well-deserved dress.
After the spirit race discovered that it was three armored giants, they were also shocked. The words behind were blocked in their throats and couldn't speak.
Kayang glanced at the store and saw only a large number of props and medicines. Then he said to the young man:
"I want Yiyan Tinder."
The young man was stunned for a moment, and after hearing that it was Gothic, he also said in very vague Gothic:
"Howl, but Wo wants to test... Ni's code."
Kayang nodded, stretched out his left hand and spread his palm, and a black and white stripe code appeared in the palm of his hand.
The young man took out an instrument and scanned it, then a ding-dong sound came out, and he nodded.
"My time, I am welcome, everyone... come to the Death Death Bonding Chamber of Commerce."
Soshiyang was a little confused and looked at Kayang, and the other party immediately translated:
"It's Striesis United Chamber of Commerce, he's not very good at Gothic."
At this time, the young man turned around, took out a strange thing from under the counter, then took a sip of it with his mouth, then turned around and walked to the cabinet beside him, and spit out a mouthful of white smoke into the glass of the cabinet.
Talos saw it and suddenly laughed:
"Yeah, it's quite fashionable, and there's an e-cigarette."
As the smoke rolled on the mirror, the counter slowly opened to both sides, revealing a pitch-black passage.
"Several, please."
Kayang nodded and walked in with Soshiyan and Talos. Then the cabinet slowly closed again. The young man sat back on the chair, continued to inhale at the things in his hand, and pressed the player beside him with his hand to play a burst of brisk music.
“………………Brothers, guys, guys, just want to give you all the flavors…”