I'll hand over the system soon.

Sancho's eyes were cold when he said this. Professor Ming wanted to argue a few more words, but when he looked at Sancho's face, he closed his mouth unconsciously.

He is obviously the teacher, but why is he suppressed by the students? Is there any justice? !

Seeing that Professor Ming had calmed down, Sancho showed a smile again and said with relief: "Don't worry, I will be the first to inform you if I find anything."

They went too deep, and there was a serious lack of oxygen down there. Others said they were either possessed of supernatural powers or were young and strong.

Professor Ming was the only one who had no special powers and was old and frail. He had not had a good rest since he had been running all the way here. He had just been carried down the crack, so you can imagine how tired he was.

"Captain Feng, please protect the teacher here." Sancho said to Feng Zheng while taking an oxygen bottle from the space superpower.

Feng Zheng saluted Sancho, "Don't worry, go and check. I won't let Professor Ming get even the slightest bit injured."

His first priority is to protect Professor Ming, so even without Sancho, he will protect Professor Ming.

Sancho could trust Feng Zheng's character and entrusted Professor Ming to Feng Zheng with confidence, and she began to explore the area carefully.

Although this is the deepest part of the crack, it is no longer in the shape of a crack. Perhaps because of the earthquake, an open space was created here. The irregular ice walls created many paths, making this place look like a Mazes are generally complex and varied.

Everyone checked all the way and made marks along the way to avoid getting lost while walking.

Seeing the stump, Sancho felt relieved and dared to use his spiritual sense freely.

The scariest thing is always the unknown. Knowing what her opponent looks like, she is not afraid anymore.

Spiritual consciousness is naturally much faster in searching than eyes.

Soon, Sancho discovered another dark green blood stain in a small slit.

Standing under the crack, Sancho did not dare to destroy the ice at will, otherwise the power of the ice collapse would be much more terrifying than the main body of the broken body of Naru Shizi.

Reluctant to let his child ensnare the wolf, Sancho decided to take the risk and leaned down to climb along the narrow gap.

After crawling for an unknown amount of time, the crack suddenly opened up. Sancho stood up from the ice and followed the blood trail.

The blood stains on the ground were obviously getting more and more. It seemed that the subject of the stumped limbs did not heal himself immediately after being injured.

Either the subject of the stump is not an intelligent creature and does not know how to heal himself, or the subject of the stump cannot heal himself.

Between the two, Sancho prefers the former, because intelligent creatures are not so easy to form.

In the history of Cangxing, the only known intelligent creatures are humans, and obviously none of the existing creatures have such long claws.

Therefore, the subject of the residual limbs is most likely a prehistoric creature that has not yet been discovered.

According to research, none of the prehistoric creatures in Cangxing were as intelligent as humans.

Sancho thought solemnly, and then continued to follow more and more bloodstains. She should be not far from the main body of the stump.

No, to be precise, it was not far from the body of the mutilated subject.

With the blood flowing like this, unless it is a zombie, it is unlikely that he is still alive.

Then Sancho stopped.

Because she remembered the purpose of her trip.

What is she here for?

Isn't it just to find the origin of the R virus?

Before they went down the crack, they had already tested the ice chips at the mouth of the crack. The influenza virus in the ice chips proved that they had not gone to the wrong place.

It is known that the influenza virus can be transformed into the R virus, and it is also known that the R virus can form zombies. It is also known that zombies, such unscientific creatures, will not die even if all the blood on their bodies is drained.

To sum up, is it very possible that the subject with the mutilated limb is still alive? !

This speculation instantly made Sancho's hair stand on end.

There is an unknown depth under the ice here. If the main body of the stump is not dead, once there is a fight with her, no matter she wins or loses, she will most likely be crushed into flesh by the collapsing ice and become an archaeological artifact tens of millions of years later. unsolved puzzle.

Condensing an ice sword, Sancho became alert.

Using his spiritual sense to explore the path and holding the ice sword, Sancho continued to move forward carefully. After walking for a few more minutes, Sancho paused again, then suddenly withdrew his spiritual sense and started running faster.

After running around a corner, Sancho held on to the ice wall and looked at the huge silver-gray round object in front of him and the huge creature with obvious zombie characteristics lying below, his feet trembling a little.

So not only was she wrong, she was incredibly wrong.

The cause of the end of the world is not natural disasters, viruses, or alien invasions, but a combination of natural disasters, viruses, and alien invasions? ! ! !

"Do you want to play so big?" Sancho murmured blankly.

Yes, the huge silver-gray round object in front of her was none other than a spaceship!

And the main body of the stump lying below was not what she thought was a prehistoric creature, but a real alien creature!

The alien creature was extremely large, more than thirty meters long. For some reason, the alien creature only had one limb left, and its body was covered with huge and deep wounds. For a moment, she couldn't tell the creature apart. The cause of death was excessive blood loss or those wounds.

Looking at the partially zombie-like body of the creature, Sancho's heart beat violently.

Then she followed her intuition, and the ice sword in her hand went straight into the heart of the creature without even thinking about it.

The ice sword continued to grow until it pierced the heart of the creature. This was not enough. Sancho condensed countless branches on the ice sword, turning the ice sword into an overly long mace, and pierced the alien creature's heart. His heart was riddled with holes.

"Forget it, cut the grass and roots, and I'll stir it up again."

As he spoke, Sancho twirled his mace.

After a while, the heart of the alien creature was completely turned into ice slag by Sancho.

With his heart completely destroyed, Sancho set his sights on the huge head of the alien creature.

The limbs of this alien creature are not actually very strange, but rather have the style of a Cangxing creature.

Only its head was dark, deformed, irregular, ugly and weird, which inexplicably reminded Sancho of the legendary gram creature.

The creature's head and body seemed to be two completely unrelated creatures spliced ​​together, indescribably weird.

In fact, its head poses a far greater threat to Sancho than its heart.

To deal with this ugly and weird head, Sancho gave up physical attacks for no reason. Instead, he concentrated all his lightning powers and struck at the head without leaving any room.

The head seemed to be much harder than the heart, and under Sancho's constant thunder and lightning offensive, it turned into powder very slowly.

Sancho felt uneasy, and the longer the time passed, the more uneasy she became, so she simply took a step and channeled all her spiritual power into the superpower, making full use of the lightning superpower.

After intensifying the offensive, the weird head finally dissipated at a faster speed, and then exposed a crimson crystal core the size of a basketball.

The crystal core was prism-shaped, with light flashing inside.

Facing such a large crystal core, Sancho did not move at all. His hands were faster than his brain, and with a sword light, the crystal core fell into pieces.

As the crystal core cracked, Sancho felt that he vaguely heard a heart-rending cry.

The wailing was not a real sound, but more like a silent roar on a spiritual level.

Sorry, I'm taking a day off today. I just got off work now and I'm still on my way home. I really don't have time to type today. I'll see if I have time to make up for it tomorrow. I'm sorry, guys.