The closer to the battlefield, the more serious the obstruction of sight becomes. Everywhere is filled with smoke and dust, and a large amount of dust and building rubble is rolling like a tide with every movement of the alien species.
Zheng Xian could no longer speak. He even had to hold his breath shut. As long as he opened his mouth, he would be filled with sand.
However, Su Ming's movements were not hindered. Listening to the sound of gravel scraping against his armor, he still flew fast against the ground like an arrow.
Zheng Xian clung to the corner of his cloak, but found that he seemed to be caught by the cloak. This feeling was very strange.
But that's not the strangest thing, because during the flight, he found that the death knell was humming a strange song in a hoarse voice.
"...If something is broken, it will be broken. If you want to be perfect, let yourself go, then I can fly high..."
Zheng Xian felt strange that the two of them were almost touching the ground. How could this be called flying high?
In fact, Su Ming suddenly felt that the alien's movements looked familiar. When it trampled on the soldiers of the Holy Shield, its movements were a bit like twisting a cigarette butt, which reminded him of this song subconsciously.
Maybe too many people have been trampled to death, and the slime stuck to the soles of the feet is uncomfortable. The alien species of gods always rub the soles of their feet on the ground.
This is also the reason why Su Ming chose to enter the opponent's body from the heel.
Gods have no necks. Their heads are directly connected to their torsos, like a bucket on a round platform. If they don't bend down, they can't see their heels.
This is a visual blind spot, and when it lifts one foot to step on the soldier, the remaining foot cannot leave the ground. This gives Su Ming the opportunity to use his weapon to drill holes in the heels of the supporting legs.
To be honest, he prefers to deal with large enemies, because this often means that there are not many targeting methods inside the enemy's body.
Of course, the premise is that you have a weapon strong enough to break through the enemy's skin, or find a way to get into the enemy's mouth.
The god has no mouth, and the metal on the body is one piece, so the only way to get in is by drilling a hole.
Su Ming was not sure whether the Night Sword could cut through the opponent's shell, but even if it couldn't, wouldn't there be a Holy Spear?
"boom!!!"
"Bang!!!"
"ah!!!"
The sound of explosions, the sound of buildings collapsing, the screams of soldiers, all kinds of sounds mixed together, it really felt like a world war. The two took the opportunity to sneak and move in the smoke and dust, and the process went smoothly. The alien eyes only looked at themselves.
ahead.
Su Ming looked at Newton from a distance. Looking at the expression of the current supreme chairman, he could tell that he was equally worried. How could his men be the opponents of the gods?
Even though Newton kept firing energy beams with his long stick, not even a single stain was left on the surface of the god's body.
"Old Zheng, are you ready? What is in the body of the god is unknown to us, so we must be careful." Su Ming floated quietly at the feet of the god. He danced a sword flower with his backhand, like a starry sky
The giant sword made a whirring sound,
Although Zheng Xian was still smiling, his mouth was pursed and he had no intention of speaking. He just nodded.
Su Ming didn't hesitate. He held the sword tightly with both hands and stabbed the god's heel.
As sparks flew everywhere, the metal made a noise like grinding teeth. The sword only felt a slight resistance, and then it went straight into the hilt.
The god swayed for a moment, as if he felt something. Before it could bend down, Su Ming pulled the sword hard and drew a round hole in the heel.
He pried out a large piece of conical metal.
Unfortunately, the skin of the alien species was too thick. When the sword went in, it did not create a passage, but only cut off a piece of skin.
Fortunately, this was enough, Su Ming immediately mentioned Zheng Xian, and the two of them hid in the conical hole.
Three huge light balls like the sun scanned the feet. The alien did not find anything special, only a small piece of his own foot skin was missing.
The things it can understand are very limited. It may not know what it means, or it may know it but not care. After all, its combat effectiveness has not been damaged in any way, and the calculation results have not changed.
So it raised its arms and slapped it down again, turning a large area of buildings on the ground into powder, and then it returned to the action of stepping on people and playing with it.
Su Ming and Zheng Xian received some shocks when the other party hit the ground, but this was just a minor trouble.
Now it's time to break through the cortex and enter the opponent's interior. I wonder if it will be like an old-fashioned steam engine, full of pipes and gears?
Su Ming continued to dig in with his big sword, while Zheng Xian was responsible for throwing the dug out metal. However, Su Ming was a little cautious. He put away a piece of metal and planned to go back and study it.
The material used to make the Tenjin Formation should be pretty good, right? At least it hasn't melted in the sun, which means it's at least resistant to high temperatures.
"Duoduoduo..."
At night, the sword penetrated the metal again and again. The deeper the position of the two of them was, the surroundings became darker, but the X metal light on the sword became brighter and brighter.
"puff."
This time when the big sword fell, the sound was different, and the feeling in the hand was also light.
"It's been pierced, be prepared." Su Ming reminded Zheng Xian, looking at the red light emerging from the edge of the sword.
"Don't worry, brother, I understand." Zheng Xian threw a piece of metal behind him and then picked up his weapon.
"Enter!"
The sword suddenly turned, drawing out a perfect circle. Su Ming punched the blockage with his free hand, and the red light brightened in front of his eyes.
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"What the hell, where are we?"
When the red light dissipated, Su Ming and Zheng Xian found that they were not in a narrow cabin full of steampunk, but in a mysterious rain forest.
Su Ming immediately looked behind him, but other than the shadows of the dense forest, he couldn't see the way he came.
The helmet was removed from the face, and Strangler had determined that this place was safe. Apart from the smell of rotting leaves in the rainforest, it did not find anything harmful to the host.
When Zheng Xian smiled and lamented that he had seen a ghost, Su Ming did not rush to answer his questions, but began to check the surrounding environment.
The sun above our heads and the soil beneath our feet indicate that this is undoubtedly the earth.
The temperature, humidity, and the various trees, flowers and plants around us all indicate that this place should be not far from the equator, somewhere in South America or Africa.
Su Ming checked these, and a small lizard ran past not far away, as if it was not afraid of the two of them at all. It stopped and watched for a while, then slithered away and ran away.
"We encountered a ghost and hit a wall." Su Ming said to Zheng Xian with a smile. He took out cigarettes and each held one in his mouth. Everything around him was real, or fake enough that Su Ming couldn't notice it.
But the illusion requires hiding from Deathstroke, Strangulation, and Cloak screening at the same time, which is simply unrealistic.
No matter where this is, if you leave a mark on the spot now and look for landmarks that can prove your location, you will get the answer.
Zheng Xian took the cigarette and took out a lighter to light the fire for the two of them. He took a deep breath and exhaled a cloud of thick smoke.
"Although I know that you are good at digging holes, I never thought that you were born in a country... We are not tomb robbers, how can we encounter ghosts digging into walls?"
Su Ming smiled lightly, held the cigarette in his mouth, raised his head, and looked at the sky through the gaps between the leaves.
"Because I don't know what caused this, so I can only talk casually."
"Is this some pocket space, or a secondary dimension?" Zheng Xian put forward his opinion. He had noticed Deathstroke's inspection of the surroundings just now, and he had to admit that this place was very similar to the earth.
"Wait a moment." Su Ming jumped on the spot, and his cloak led him to climb quickly, directly breaking out of the planet's gravity and entering space.
The number of planets, the mass of stars, and the familiar continental plates are all correct. However, at this time, the earth is covered with dense vegetation and turned into a blue and green sphere.
Su Ming smacked his lips and returned to Zheng Xian. When he went exploring, Director Zheng got a bunch of bananas from an unknown tree and was eating them.
"Two news, one good and one bad, which one should I listen to?" Su Ming sat next to him, and the night sword was inserted into the ground casually.
Zheng Xian handed him some food and asked him to try it: "I personally like to listen to the bad news first, and then listen to the news about the glimmer of hope."
"This is the future of the Earth, or one of the futures on a certain timeline, where humanity dies and the world falls into a green apocalypse. We are in Central Africa."
Su Ming took the banana and took a bite. It was very bitter, just like the taste of coffee.
"So what's the good news?" Zheng Xian nodded, still smiling, as if he didn't take it to heart at all, but judging from the flash of his eyes, he should have been shaken for a moment.
"The good news is that when I was flying just now, I saw a city ruins not far from us. Maybe we can get more information there."
Su Ming put away the sword, stuffed the banana into his mouth, and stood up.
If you are lost in the wild, you must take advantage of the time when your physical condition is better to explore, so that you have a greater chance of survival.
Zheng Xian held the Holy Spear, propped up his body like a cane, and held a bunch of bananas in his other hand: "Then let's go and take a look."
Su Ming took off his cloak, and the two of them sat on it, heading in the direction they saw before.
The ruins of a futuristic city were completely occupied by various plants. The vines wrapped the skyscrapers like Christmas gift boxes. Such well-proportioned cubes allowed Su Ming to identify what they originally were.
As for roads or other infrastructure, they have been completely swallowed up by the rainforest, and may be right under their feet at the moment.
The two landed in the center of the city, where there was a square-like place, but now it was just a small green open space.
"The power of nature is really terrifying." Zheng Xian sighed.
Perhaps the two people flying through the city caused some commotion. A building they passed suddenly collapsed. The vines corroded the cement that made up the building full of holes. At this time, it was as crisp and fragile as a peach cake.
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"It's also due to time. We haven't seen a single skeleton." Su Ming added one, but Zheng Xian just smiled bitterly and said nothing more.
The two began to clear the obstacles with their weapons. The small forest in front of them now took on a very regular circular shape, indicating that it might have been a fountain or a monument or something like that in the past, thereby confirming the name of the city.
As long as he knew which city it was, Su Ming could use some information from the comics to make bold assumptions and find the truth.
Shrubs and vines kept falling and breaking, and the two gradually arrived at the center of the green space, where something seemed to be faintly protruding from the thick humus.
The God Killer turned into a shovel, and Su Ming strode over and started digging. As he dug out more and more parts, he recognized where it was.
Zheng Xian showed a thoughtful look. He stabbed the spear on the ground beside him and touched his chin: "Is this a statue, a cat?"
"Feline." Su Ming put away the God Killer and helplessly patted the inscription on the statue's base. Under the stinky humus, there was a string of words left there that he was all too familiar with: "Wakanda,