Marvel World Runaway

In the empty cave, a majestic and majestic pyramid stood quietly in the center of the cave. All the people who had arrived here looked at the huge pyramid with shocked expressions, except Debbie and Sebastian.

"There are no instruments and equipment, and there are no traces of human detection. I don't understand." The old man Wieland looked around and murmured with some doubts.

However, this doubtful mood quickly disappeared. Looking at the pyramid, he now only has one feeling, that he wants to be famous in history.

"Congratulations, Mr. Wieland." Alisa also happily congratulated Wieland.

"Thank you, thank you." The old man Wieland was obviously a little too excited, and thanked others while patting the shoulders of others incoherently.

Debbie looked at this "pyramid" and said that he felt that this thing was more like a temple than a pyramid, after all, the door of this thing was too big. . .

"Mr. Stark, do you have any ideas?" After the old man Wieland thanked everyone, he obviously saw Debbie's expression, and everyone was excited. Only Debbie pouted, as if a little disdainful .

The old man Wieland was very curious about what this young master, who was not very old but had extraordinary attainments in the field of religious studies, was thinking now.

"It's nothing, I just feel that this thing is more like a temple." Debbie said indifferently, but the old man Wieland frowned and took a closer look, although the general image looked a bit like a pyramid.

But the huge gate on the front, and the eaves spit out, don't look like a pyramid.

As for the Aztec and Cambodian pyramids, he didn't know, and he didn't know about them in detail, but like Debbie said, this thing is more like a temple.

But after thinking about it, whether it is a temple or a pyramid, this is a major discovery. It may be the first pyramid of mankind. This alone has already made old man Wieland very excited.

Then Alyssa began to count the number of people and set a safety base. After everything was dealt with, she began to lead people to the pyramid.

Debbie is now listening to the report from Phyllis that the iron-blooded spaceship has arrived directly above here, and has delivered three launch capsules.

"Someone is going to die." Debbie muttered in a low voice with some emotion as he walked.

But Graeme next to him heard what Debbie said, and asked curiously, "What did you say?"

Debbie glanced at Graeme, pouted and said, "It's nothing...the steps are well done."

Graeme didn't continue to struggle, and slowly walked up the steps step by step.

At the same time, on the other side, on the surface, those guys from the drilling team were gathering together, drinking hot coffee, resting their legs leisurely, not knowing that they were about to face the threat of death.

A member of the drilling team, who was on guard outside, seemed to sense something, pulled out a pistol from his lap, and looked around vigilantly.

Unconsciously, just behind him, the snowflakes blown up by the wind stopped halfway, as if blocked by an invisible wall.

Turning his head suddenly, the member of the drilling team seemed to feel the sound of breathing, but what he didn't know was that the moment he turned his head, a sharp pierced his stomach instantly.

He lowered his head and glanced at his stomach. The blood was overflowing, and the puzzled drilling team member finally saw a monster that frightened him after waiting for three or four seconds.

That's right, it's a monster, with a weird helmet, and some weird braids that look like Mexicans. It's a head and a half taller than him, and two dark silver sharp blades have sunk into his abdomen.

At this moment, the drilling crew reacted, and a howl sounded.

But the cold wind was howling, and the members of the drilling team in the house obviously did not hear his wailing.

Another member of the drilling team also felt an inexplicable sense of nervousness at the moment. After patrolling for a while, after seeing nothing strange, he walked towards their room.

However, another colleague of his was not found on the road, and some nervous members of the drilling team shouted "Norton!~"

But there was no response, only the endless howling of the wind. The originally dark and lonely environment made people nervous. The drilling team member also nervously took out his pistol and looked around blankly.

He didn't find anything. Suddenly, he felt some slight footsteps, turned his head suddenly, and directly fired three shots in a row with the pistol "bang bang bang".

But nothing was hit, and just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he seemed to sense something again, turned around and shot, very resolutely.

There was a "bang", as if something had been hit, but there was nothing in front of him, and the member of the drilling team was also a little confused.

However, his doubts didn't last for two seconds. There was a sound of barking, as if appearing from the void, and a tall figure appeared in front of his eyes.

The member of the drilling team was very decisive, turned around and ran without any hesitation.

At the same time, the small house that the drilling team was looking for was also infiltrated by a weird intruder.

As he seemed to have heard gunshots just now, a member of the drilling team obviously wanted to go out to check the situation, but as soon as he opened the door, he felt a chill in his stomach, and when he looked down, the blood was already like a fountain, which could not stop flow out.

"Quincy?" Several other members of the drilling team also saw their own standing motionless at the door, and shouted at him without answering.

Everyone picked up their guns and became vigilant, puffing.There was another sound of metal piercing into flesh, and before everyone could react, another one had already died.

Within a few minutes, everyone in this house was almost dead. The member of the drilling team who had been running away saw a pile of corpses hanging from the eaves as soon as he ran here.

This guy was so scared that he could only continue to run away.

It's just that he couldn't imagine that three iron bloods appeared one after another, surrounded the guy in the center, and finally, he was kicked into the tunnel by them.

However, this guy was a little happy in his heart. Although he was kicked down, it was better than hanging there like bacon.

On the contrary, the old man Wieland, Debbie and the others also walked up the steps and arrived at the gate of the pyramid.

"It's really a magnificent gate." Graeme said with a sigh, looking curiously at the surrounding murals.

Afterwards, everyone didn't hesitate, and walked in directly. Debbie pouted, thinking helplessly, aren't these people afraid of any traps here?All so bold. .

He clearly remembered that among the floor tiles he was stepping on, there was the start button of the coming-of-age ceremony. After pressing it, the alien queen was awakened from the ice and began to lay eggs.

Debbie watched everyone's steps carefully and knew that after a mercenary stepped on a floor tile, that tile showed obvious signs of sinking. Debbie knew that the sacrifice was about to begin.

At this moment, the mallet archaeologist has already walked to a pair of stone sculptures at the door, looking at the engraved words on it.

"The chosen one can enter?" the glasses boy read with uncertainty as he looked at the text.

"Who told you to translate it?" the stick archaeologist asked strangely as he glanced at the glasses boy with a strange look.

"It's funny, you taught it." The glasses boy said to the mallet archaeologist with a smile.

"It's not selected, it's selected. Only the selected can enter." The stick archaeologist explained seriously.

Without mentioning these crap things, the group of people soon came to the sacrificial room. To be honest, this is where the show really begins. Iron Blood is coming soon. Debbie has already got the news from Phyllis. I want to see how strong these iron bloods are.

Speaking of these iron and blood being strong and sometimes weak, it always makes Debbie a little confused about their strength.

At first, those iron bloods were all invisible, and then killed a group of humans, and then they were no longer invisible in front of the alien, and directly showed their bodies to fight.

Well, of course, it cannot be ruled out that the alien is observed through thermal imaging or other methods, but the strength always changes.

This gang of iron and blood can kick a big man more than ten meters away with one kick, and can knock down a stone pillar against a strange shape, but when they kicked Alisa, they didn't even kick them useless?

After entering the sacrificial room, the group began to adjust equipment and prepare equipment. Maxwell found a manhole cover in the middle of the sacrificial room and threw a fluorescent stick down.

"This should be the center of the entire pyramid, with good connectivity." Maxwell said to the old man Wieland.

The old man Wieland nodded without saying a word, just watching the actions of others.

The glasses boy and the female doctor watched a mummy tearing eggs at each other, while Graeme found a human skeleton with a smooth cut on the other wall.

Alisa and the mallet archaeologist walked to the back of the sacrificial room, which seemed to be a storage room, densely packed with human skulls, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

With a "click", a face hugger fell from above, startling Graeme Alisa and the others.

"Scorpions?" the mallet archaeologist said with some uncertainty, looked at the scorpion-like things on the ground, and then glanced at Alisa.

"The climate here is not suitable for scorpions to live in." Alyssa disagreed, she felt that no scorpions could survive here.

But the thing in front of me. . .It's kind of like that.

"No matter what it is... He has been dead for a long time, the tissue has been completely calcified, but the environment here has preserved it very well." Graham said with a curled lip. To be honest, he didn't like the environment here very much. Something weird.

As for Debbie, he put on a very relaxed look, enjoying the black tea that Sebastian sauce made from somewhere.