"Oh my God Ibayer, we will definitely be killed by the sect and fed to those beasts! Stop!!"

"If we don't do it, we will be fed to these monsters now! Get out of here, stinky brat!"

The big man pushed the young man to the ground, and the crude howitzer in his hand was fully fired, mixed with the scattered barrage of his partners and bombarded the demonic spiders around him.

"It's over...it's over now! I shouldn't have run out with you at all!"

"Then you go back by yourself! Go and find the priest of the silly God Cult, and then tell him, don't think that making up random things can control the Banga people. This is our home! We have our own god!"

The quarrels and gunfire echoed in the mines in the empty space, and dense spiders rushed towards the team one after another. It seemed that they had discovered that the number did not work. The spider group quickly changed their tactics. A large number of translucent spider silk shot out from all directions towards the team. A thin Bangjia man couldn't dodge and was entangled in his upper body on the spot:

"Grass, ghost stuff..."

However, before his anger fell, he turned into a scream. A wisp of blue smoke rose with the sudden red spider silk. The tightened sticky spider silk emitted a strong high temperature. The moment he wrapped him to death, he evaporated his flesh and skin, and fell to the ground with a numb and anxious sound of his scalp.

The tragic situation of the companion made the entire team numb and hair suddenly rise. In just a few seconds, several people were wrapped in spider silk and fell to the ground. Amidst the heart-wrenching screams, accompanied by the evaporated blood mist of high temperature, was pulled into the spider group. Others no longer dared to fight, and they scattered one by one, fleeing into the depths of the cave in panic. In an instant, only the strong man and the young Bangjia remained in place.

"Are you looking for death?! Come back soon!!!"

Seeing the team split, the strong man suddenly became anxious. He dodged and rolled on the spot. A weapon dropped by his companion was grabbed and threw it into the hands of the young man:

"Boy, stop fucking arguing, help me quickly!"

The words are dirty, but the evasive movements are smooth and smooth, and he also throws the weapon to his companions and sweeps away a few little spiders. His quality is quite good.

The young man was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and could only follow the strong man and run towards the depths of the cave on one side.

Perhaps most of the spiders were attracted by the others who had escaped, and the density of the entire swarm was slightly sparse. The two of them rushed into the cave on one side without any danger.

In the corner, a world tree root with a flashing red dots entered the wall, Turing opened his eyes.

Swimming fish letter:

"Boss, I'm sorry to bother you. There are some situations here..."

“Are there any outsiders?”

A pause in the air fish:

"That's right... have you already arrived at the mine cave? Sorry, some refugees who have just entered Gema City have had some problems. We will solve them soon. I'll send someone to your side..."

"No need, I'll solve it. Just report the specific situation to me after the solution."

Communication interruption.

It's indeed a refugee.

Recently, some Bangka residents who came in from other places have poured in recently. In addition to the situation of corporate wars, there are also reasons for the entry of the Rattlesnakes. Since the number of these refugees is not large and most of them have combat capabilities, Swiftfish believes that they can receive entry into the Northwest territory to expand the base of potential combatable personnel.

He broke into his mine with a loud shout and bombarded him. Not to mention how this refugee came in, it was just to give orders to the World Tree or let the Spider Mother go in and take a walk around. But what Turing was curious about was what these people came in to do.

Although this mine was once the territory of Ximu Data, Turing also discovered the brutal worship objects unique to the Banga people, such as processed cattle bone masks, which were very small in number and existed scattered in the depths of the mine with traces of artificial mining.

It is not difficult to see that although Ximu Data uses the machinery industry, Banga's manpower conditions have also enabled them to hire many local residents to do mining work. The refugees who broke into the mine may have something to do with this.

However, after facing such a large number of demonic weapons, they still wanted to continue to go deeper into the mine instead of leaving this dangerous place, which was interesting.

Eight huge red dots appeared in the dark, and three Bangjia people wrapped in spider silk were sent to Turing's feet, covered with biting marks from spider fangs, which was extremely miserable.

Turing glanced at him and saw the three of them. When he was about to ask the spider mother to deal with it, he suddenly stopped.

The phantom limbs came out and hung the three of them up and down, and a gun fell to the ground. Turing looked up and down at the three human bodies, especially the bite that fell on one of them, and his eyes gradually narrowed.

“This is impossible.”

The three human bodies were raised back blood, and two of them let out a slight moan of confusion. The chaotic metal components breed on the surface of the skin. The invasion of the demon god factor venom quickly transformed them into chaotic steel bone protein bodies, but the last person left without any abnormality.

After checking the bite of this person again, the phantom limbs deformed and released a syringe to take a blood sample. The roots of the world tree drilled out of the wall. A burst of orange light dragged the person into it and sent it to the laboratory at high speed.

"I will deal with the two leading people myself, and I will capture all the others alive."

The spider mother roared and took the order, and the foot blade pierced the rock body and rumbled and retreated, quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Turing's exoskeleton was disintegrated and returned to his regular clothes. A colorful virtual particles flashed past his face and had already transformed into one of the people.

He reached out to pick up the gun on the ground and quickly got into the shadow.

...

...

...

Deep in the mine, the flashing gunfire reflected two figures, one tall and one short, gradually stopped with the harsh hiss of spiders, leaving only the panting sound of gasping:

"… Strange…The number of these little things seems to have decreased…?"

The strong man lowered the muzzle in his hand slightly and twisted his brows.

"Maybe it was the others who led them away... It's over, they're dead... Ibayer, you shouldn't have brought everyone here!"

"What do you know!"

Ibayer suddenly turned around:

"Don't you know the situation of the Dilt concentration camp?! You also want to be dragged there like everyone else, allowing these dirty and despicable demons to defile our noble bloodlines?!"

"Of course I don't want to! But I didn't escape with you to dig up any treasure!"

"That's not a fucking ordinary treasure!"

Ibaier pushed hard, and the young man stumbled back, sat down on the rock formation, staring at Ibaier with a ferocious face:

"That is a gift from our ancestors, greatness hidden deep in our blood. As long as we have this power again, we can drive these invaders out of our homeland. Where do we still need these junk iron??"

There were already many blood holes bitten by spiders on his arm, and blood was constantly gushing out from the wound that had repeatedly cracked due to excessive force. The man suddenly came to his senses and cursed and tore off the fragments on his body to bandage himself:

"Enough boy, now you will be dead when you go out by yourself, but as long as you find the altar...who?!"

The two of them paused together, and suddenly raised their guns to point them at the darkness on the side.

Accompanied by the sound of tiny footsteps, a large mechanical spider was thrown out, and red blood splattered all over the ground as the body hit the ground, and a figure carrying the barrel of the gun came out:

"Ibayer?"

“Gowden?”

The two of them were all vented, and the strong man held the wall and breathed a sigh of relief:

"The grass... scared me to death. Can't you fucking say a word?"

"I thought it was those things." The Banga man named Gordon shrugged, looking quite innocent.

"Is this what you killed? How did you come out of it? What about the others?" The big man raised his gun and pointed at the inside of the hole, questioning.

"I don't know." Gordon smiled bitterly, "The mines here are all connected. There were too many things just now, and they were dispersed by accident."

"Everything? Where did you learn this word?" The strong man's breathing voice gradually calmed down. When he recovered well, he changed the magazine, pulled down the bolt and stood up, and took out two lighting sticks and threw it to the two of them. "Okay... we can only manage ourselves now. I have been here before and my memory is still good. Come with me."

"Okay." Gordon's eyes flashed and he got together with the young man.

One person was in front and two were behind. The three formed a triangular formation and left the mine lamp. The red light of the lighting rod was propelling at a constant speed inside.

"stop!"

After moving forward for a few minutes, the strong man raised his left arm and threw the illuminating rod in his hand into the pitch black in front of him.

When the red light illuminated the cave, he looked happy:

"Yes...it looks familiar here! We're almost here!"

As he spoke, he polished another lighting rod and walked towards the inside first. Gao Deng followed closely behind, while the young man looked bitterly and looked around, but in the end he could only keep up.

With the light of the lighting rod, the space around gradually became narrower, and the strong man's steps gradually accelerated, as if every step was engraved in his memory, familiar with the road.

Gradually, he began to use a dagger to push some rock walls passing by. Gordon and the others behind also stepped forward to check and found that there were thick hemp ropes inside the rock layer, which were glued together by animal body fluids and formed a hidden dark block structure. The back pried with a dagger was actually a strange sign.

The dark red color seems to be carved into the rock wall with animal blood.

"What is this?" Gordon was surprised.

"The mark left to us by our ancestors." The brave man said with a firm tone and his pace was faster. At the same time, he did not forget to explain to his two companions behind him, "There is a gift from his ancestors in this mine. Before this Gentile invasion broke out, I was a miner here. Later, I joined the security team in the mine. Oh, I will be a dog for the Mikton man."

"But the identity of a pug gave me the opportunity to hang out here. There were some female workers in the mine on the west side who wanted to have fun, but they met an old man with a broken leg and asked me to help him. It would be beneficial. I didn't care at all, but..."

As he spoke, the strong man's steps were slightly slower.

"That old man showed me a miracle..."

"What miracle?" Gordon was curious.

"He 'sucked' my gun into his hands!"

Gordon: "...you are threatened..."

"fart!"

The strong man immediately retorted: "Anyway, I helped him, and then he told me the history of loess and told me that there were gifts from ancestors in this mine. As long as you get that thing, you can have magical power!"

"Is this why you must bring us here?" The young man suddenly realized, "But... can we drive away the Gentiles?"

"What do you know."

The big man smiled contemptuously: "Sucking things is just a simple application. The old man behind him can shut down the mine cave, allowing us all to take a few days off. He smashed a pile of hard ore with one punch, paralyzed the guard's advanced armor, and even controlled their robots..."
To be continued...