Bengtie: Reject the system at the beginning and become a powerful person!

The Cretans and their group experienced a slow descent of more than ten minutes under the path paved by Leviathan's pigeons, and finally landed slowly and steadily.

After landing, they saw a huge cave in front of them that looked like the stomach of a giant beast. The dark and quiet atmosphere seemed to amplify the sound of every drop of water falling.

But everyone present was experienced and had fought in many battles, so they were no longer surprised by such scenes.

Everyone looked at the weak Lierman and the pale-faced Tia behind them. They were already filled with fear. If they hadn't been attacked by mechas, they wouldn't have risked their lives to come to this tiankeng...

But they really didn't expect that there would be such a calm school of archaeology in the galaxy?

The formation remains the same as before, just as it was during the exploration.

The turtle who was guarding his life was at the front of the team. This silent big man was holding a heavy metal shield. The shield was big enough to block his entire body. In his hand, it seemed to have no weight. He used it with great vigor and skill.

At the same time, the power of destiny skillfully wrapped the area around everyone, forming a solid barrier, very similar to the various shields in the game.

After resting for a while and regaining some energy, everyone moved forward slowly. Leviathans released pigeons to clear the ground and explore the path of the cave, while Kailuo used seeds to explore the possible hidden dangers in the cave.

There is no theoretical limit to the number of Leviathans' pigeons, so they move forward without any burden, and even if they make mistakes, they can adjust quickly.

The deeper you go into the cave, the dimmer the light becomes. The scarlet stone walls become deeper and deeper, and finally turn completely black, resembling the tissue structure inside some living organisms.

The layout of the cave is very special. The ground is not flat, but there are no protrusions like stones. In comparison, it is more like a series of uneven arcs, like hills on the grassland.

They are not like Bai Yu, who can easily know the terrain through data construction, but the large-scale reconnaissance conducted by Leviathans has no problem with the general direction, but the precise location structure still needs to be carefully searched by themselves.

However, just when they had not passed a few intersections, Crete seemed to sense something, and a black lightning suddenly formed in his hand, condensing into a whip and lashing into the darkness, leaving a fist-sized hole in the blackened wall on one side.

"Who? Come out!"

After that, lightning flashed from Crete's body from time to time, and his muscles were exaggerated under the stimulation of lightning. And his short hair was sticking up, which undoubtedly proved that he was ready to enter the battle state at any time.

Leviathans, Black Bone, Turtle and others also aimed at the dark spot on the side the moment their captain attacked. However, due to Crete's reservation, they did not attack directly.

The light was not good, and the general scenery could only be seen through the rich fluorescence of Carat's imaginary attributes. In the cave, there stood an old gentleman in a neat suit, close-fitting and gentle.

It’s a pity that what might be considered a comfortable outfit in social situations would appear strange and dangerous in the ruins.

His silver hair and beard were meticulously groomed. He smiled and bowed slightly exaggeratedly to Crete and his party. Then he casually placed a finger on his lips, lowered his eyebrows slightly, and raised a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, and whispered:

"Please continue to wait, our ceremony is about to be completed, please do not disturb us..."

With every sentence he spoke, his body became more illusory, until the end of the sentence, when it slowly dissipated like a pre-prepared projection, and in the end it was as if it had never appeared, leaving no trace.

If it weren't for the hole that Crete pulled out on the wall, everyone would even think that the scene just now was just a simple dizziness or an illusion.

"Keep going, and make sure to kill that damn fictional historian."

Crete retracted the black lightning that was dissipating on his body surface, and the condensed pupils in his eyes relaxed a little. This was the disadvantage of activating lightning to strengthen the body, and it was also a period of time when his strength was slightly weakened.

It wasn't that he was too cautious, but the man in the suit appeared too cleverly, and the distance between them was too close, which scared Crete so much that he instantly got into the state of attack.

Yes, too close.

Almost everyone present could be called a veteran, and their perception of danger was undoubtedly excellent. Especially Carat, who had abundant virtual numbers, had the perception of a city's worth. But even with this lineup, they almost didn't notice each other.

Obviously, the enemy was also aware of the weaknesses of Crete and his group's abilities, and even the disadvantages of Thunder activating their physical abilities, so they did not choose to forcefully eliminate them right away.

This also shows that the other side has no confidence in whether they can defeat them. There is even a high possibility that they cannot defeat them.

"Hehe, Crete was originally a slave on the planet ruled by the Buli people. He became free after the Xianzhou rescue plan. He participated in the counterattack against the richness campaign for quite a long time. It seems that he is also an extra-staff cloud rider, right?"

The empty and terrifying sound rang out from all directions of the cave. An invisible sense of fear made everyone speechless. The sound echoed quietly around, hitting their tense nerves over and over again.

Crete frowned slightly, and stood up without caring about the slight adverse reaction in his body. He focused his attention on his ears, carefully sensing everything around him, trying to confirm the source of the sound.

What's even more mysterious is that the other party told the background of their captain very clearly, and after searching around, they couldn't find him at all.

"Turtle, you were an ordinary employee of the company. You passed many levels of assessment to get into the company. Why did you quit? How many people in the galaxy are scrambling to join the company? Haha, it makes people look forward to it..."

The taciturn turtle's pupils shrank, veins bulged on the back of his hand holding the shield, his body stood straight and powerful, but he exuded a heavy and extremely solemn aura.

"Leviathans... Hehe, the despicable Evikins committed 82 frauds under the name of company executives, involving a sum of millions. They are indeed a race of natural liars."

"Hey, hey, listen, kid. Those were ridiculous things I did when I was young. Now I have retired long ago."

Leviathans still smiled on the surface, but he secretly touched the silver card hidden tightly in his pocket.

"Black Bone, a failed mercenary in the Nalbandi War System, a ruthlessly transformed tool of war. He is a poor creature who can operate anything with a code."

There was a hint of anger in Hei Gu Ting's eyes. Even though many years had passed, he still could not forget the group of doctors who tied him to the operating table.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and unconsciously pressed on the half arm, as if trying to find some warmth from it.

This was also the reason why he once hated treatment so much.

"Kailuo, haha, you are the only relatively normal person in this group. What a pity... You and your family were not able to survive. You all became waste under the feet of the antimatter army. You are undoubtedly a weakling."

Kailuo clenched her fists. There was no doubt that the source of the voice had successfully touched her sore spot.

She and Black Bone are both from Nalbandi, and their planets were destroyed by the iron hoof of the Antimatter Legion.

The only difference was that Black Bone was a mercenary back then, while she was just a little girl who had just graduated. She was luckier than Black Bone and escaped the destructive invasion intactly.

Even more fortunately, he awakened to the destiny of abundance and saved her life in the moment of crisis.

Now, everyone present has their scars revealed, and even after a long time, they will still feel the pain.

“Besides, the ceremony is almost over. No one can stop the change of history unless we kill that guy.

At this point, his tone suddenly changed, and his emotions became agitated for unknown reasons. Even though everyone couldn't see his face clearly, they could feel the madness that was ingrained in him.

"You! All of you! You will all die here and become stepping stones for me to ascend to the position of Commander!"

"Messenger?"

Crete frowned and looked at the darkness in the distance, and asked in confusion:

"Becoming a Commander is not something that can be achieved by fulfilling one's destiny. It requires the attention of the Star God. Even if you do a lot, you may not be able to become a Commander, right?"

Whether it is Crete or Turtle, they are both very intermediate existences among the Destiny Walkers, while the Order Envoy is a terrifying existence that can destroy a galaxy single-handedly. Once you meet him, you can't even run away.

The Lingshi is the representative of the Star God on earth. He is an almost invincible existence. Most of the time, the things that the Lingshi does are even more horrible than those of the Star God.

And Bai Yu here...

After repairing the mecha, Bai Yu kept moving forward in the cave. With the help of the map, after walking for about an hour, he successfully passed through the maze-like cave. What greeted him was not cultural relics, but a disgusting open area.

The air here was filled with the stench of corruption. In the center of the vast underground world was a throne made of insect corpses. An old man in a well-dressed suit sat on it, not minding the dirt at all, like an elegant king. He would occasionally shake a bottle of golden liquid in his hand.

"Learman?"

Bai Yu exclaimed in surprise. He didn't understand why Lilleman, who was forgotten by everyone, would appear here. That was why he remembered Lilleman very clearly!

At the same time, the particle weapons in his hands are instantly fully armed and ready to take action at any time.

"Oh~ Wait, my friend, what is this first?"

After saying that, without standing up, he casually threw the golden liquid in his hand towards Bai Yu.

The identification information of Grammer's will also popped up quickly, causing Bai Yu, who was about to take action, to pause for a moment.

The atmosphere at the scene was so heavy that one could almost hear the two people's breathing.

Bai Yu was shocked. That thing turned out to be the stabilizer of the knight potion.

To put it bluntly, only after using the golden potion in his hand, and then using the knight potion that combines "fertility" and "reproduction", can the need for driving life metal be almost reduced to a minimum. Even with his vitality, how can he control the "fierce battle".

He admitted that he was moved at this moment.

Of course, the premise is that the other party really didn't cheat...

The trust between the two had long been exhausted at this moment. Without too much nonsense, adhering to the principle of striking first, Bai Yu slightly raised his hand and was about to shoot out a Gaussian pulse.

The next moment, a sharp and strange purple dagger pierced through his body from behind.

With the silver-white blade across his chest and watching the blood slowly dripping from it, Bai Yu felt that he was close to death again.

He turned his head tremblingly. Who else was on the throne at this moment? The figure of Lierman slowly disappeared, and behind him, Lierman, with some blood splashed on his face, walked out gracefully and slowly pulled out the dagger that pierced his body.

"Is it the power of myth? You distorted my vision and perception?"

Bai Yu squatted down tremblingly, covering the injured area with his hands, half-knelt on the ground, and asked Lierman the last question tremblingly.

Lierman still looked like an old gentleman. After bowing, a hint of indifference appeared in his old, crooked eyes.

“Good, let’s get to know each other again.

I am the fictional historian, Lilman Zerath."

The corners of his mouth raised up a wild and unruly expression, and he laughed loudly:

"The emissary who will soon become a myth, a madman among fictional historians!"

"And you still have my previous memories, which have not been recovered. So, before the disaster restarts, everyone can live, but you must die."