Ye Bufan and others rested for the night without incident, and continued their journey after breakfast the next morning.
Several people marched forward for another five or six kilometers. Near noon, the future suddenly changed. They shouted with joy: "Brother Ye, I sensed the existence of the golden staff. It seems that the map is correct. We
The sacred objects of the Tu people are indeed hidden here.”
"Really? It's so good!"
Feili was also very happy when she heard the news. She was a little worried at first, fearing that the things recorded on the map had nothing to do with the golden staff, and then her family would really have no hope.
It is now confirmed to be a golden staff. As long as it can be obtained, it will be able to help the Lawrence family lift the blood curse and start a new life in the future.
"This is the best." Ye Bufan was also very willing to see this result and said, "Can you sense how far away it is?"
Future said: "According to the records of our Tu tribe, the saint can feel the presence of the staff within ten miles. Based on this calculation, it should be still ten miles away."
"Is there only ten miles left? Then let's hold on tight and we'll be there soon."
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, everyone set off again.
Nowitzki followed behind him and said: "Boss, there is no movement at Area 51 so far. Do you think they are scared by you, or do you think they have other plans?"
"Who knows, we just need to be careful."
Ye Bufan now knows too little information about Area 51 and cannot make a correct judgment.
His current strategy is that if the opponent appears, he will definitely destroy it. If the opponent has been hiding, he will wait until he gets the golden staff.
Over at the secret base, Lampard hurried into Vieira's room: "Boss, Ye Bufan and those people are coming to our base."
Vieira frowned: "Are you sure you are coming towards us? Could you be passing by or going in the wrong direction?"
"Probably not. I have been observing them for a long time. They are walking straight towards us without any questioning.
I am certain that their target is here."
"Damn it, how did they get here?"
Vieira cursed angrily. He really couldn't understand how the other party found out that his base was built so secretly.
He asked again: "How far is it from the base?"
"It's not far, only about 2.5 kilometers left."
"Is it so close?" Vieira hesitated and said, "The fusion of Perfect No. 1 will take almost two hours. All forces must be organized to stop them."
"I know, boss."
Lampard agreed, turned around and went out to make arrangements.
Ye Bufan and others advanced for about five miles, when suddenly there was a wide open area in front of them. The towering virgin forest disappeared and was replaced by a valley.
A mountain peak could be seen faintly not far away. In the future, he raised his hand and pointed there, and said with excitement: "Brother Ye, I can feel it, the golden staff is over there."
Feili followed and said: "According to the map, it should be at that location. It seems that we are not wrong."
Everyone looked towards the mountain together, with excitement on their faces. After walking for so long, they finally had to complete the task.
But at this moment, a black cloud was seen floating over from the mountain peak. Nowitzki's expression suddenly changed: "Boss, what is that?"
At this moment, everyone else also noticed the changes over there. Looking closely, what was flying over was not a dark cloud at all, but thousands of big bats.
"Oh my God, this is a swarm of bats." Feili exclaimed, "Don't these things only come out at night? Why are they here in broad daylight?"
Looking at the overwhelming swarm of bats, Nowitzki couldn't help but swallow his saliva even though he was a heaven-level expert.
"It's Area 51, they must be taking action."
Cole licked his dry lips and continued: "Are such a large group of bats going to suck people into mummies? Fortunately, we have the boss here, otherwise it would really be over."
After what he said, the others immediately felt a little more at ease. With Ye Bufan here, they could handle the ants and mice before, as well as this group of bats.
Those bats came very quickly, and they were already close when a few people were talking.
Compared to ordinary bats, these guys are frighteningly large, with their wings spread over a meter away.
"Ice Spear Technique!"
Mirai shouted loudly, activated the spell, and saw hundreds of ice spears shooting towards the bats in the air.
The power of these ice guns is no less powerful than spears made of steel. After being shot, bats fell from the air, screaming and screaming continuously from their mouths.
It's a pity that there were too many bats, and hundreds of ice guns were pitiful in comparison, so they didn't cause much trouble at all.
The bats were getting closer and closer, overwhelming them.
Murphyski and others all clenched the weapons in their hands, looking extremely nervous.
"Break it for me."
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he waved his hand and saw countless wind blades sweeping out towards the surroundings.
The best way to deal with attacks in this situation is naturally the wind blade, but in the future, the cultivation level will only be at the Grandmaster level, and the wind blade used is not powerful enough to kill these bats, so I will choose a relatively strong attack power.
The ice spear technique.
But Ye Bufan was different. The wind blade technique he used was extremely powerful, just like countless steel knives sweeping out.
In an instant, the bat above his head turned into bursts of blood mist and fell into the air, which looked a little heart-stopping.
"Damn, how could this happen?"
In the underground base, Vieira, Lampard and others were shocked when they saw this scene. What is going on? Even modern weapons are not so powerful, right?
How come so many bats were chopped into pieces with just a wave of his hand?
Ye Bufan showed no signs of stopping. He released the wind blade several times in succession, killing all the remaining bats, and the sky became clear again.
There is an extra layer of blood-red minced meat on the ground, as if there is a dark red carpet, which makes people feel a little nervous.
The thick smell of blood in the air makes people sick to their stomach.
"Dr. Ye, fortunately you are here."
Feili held Ye Bufan's arm with one hand and patted her tall chest with the other. This trip to the Grand Canyon of Death had made her experience too many things.
"Okay, let's keep going."
After getting rid of these bats, everyone continued to move towards the mountain.
Lampard licked his dry lips and looked at Vieira: "Boss, what should we do?"
"What else can we do? Perfect 1 is in a critical period. We must not waste all our efforts. No matter what the cost, we must stop them and send me a second wave of attacks."
Vieira gritted his teeth and said.
He has worked hard here for so many years, and he is about to succeed, and he will never allow anyone to ruin his plan.
"I know, boss."
Lampard agreed, picked up the walkie-talkie next to him and shouted: "Get everyone ready, the second wave of attacks will begin."
Ye Bufan led everyone forward, knowing that this battle was not over yet. Everyone was focused on it, always paying attention to the changes around them.
Suddenly he stopped, and Feili immediately asked nervously: "Dr. Ye, what's wrong? What happened?"
