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What kind of look?

Snow-white, the whites of the eyes and the pupils could not be distinguished, the most obvious was only the black pupils, which were burning with sacrificial offerings, looking at him so intently.

Like the rising sun, like the warm dew in early spring, like the stars on a moonlit night, like the warm sun in winter.

All-encompassing, all immersed in a kind of white-hot tenderness, as if there is only him and him in this world.

It’s also a waste of the personality that has been paralyzed and indifferent since childhood, that is, he was changed by those old adventurers, and he was not frightened by this look, his face was calm, and he calmly and tacitly with the Trojan horse. Kill a person and turn his back on his back.

In other words, it was fortunate that the players from the Golden Lions Guild came out at that time, diverting his attention to more important things, otherwise... what would happen at that time, I don't know if it wasted.

Can't grasp, can't predict, can't control.

Or, standing in the small utility room, he suddenly thought, maybe he was wrong?

Even if it looks so similar to Luo Kaiyan's eyes when he was unrequitedly in love with Sun Yilan, he can't be sure it's... wait, it's time for him to think about this kind of thing and what to do, and the first thing he is facing now is this dungeon That's right?

He sighed, flicked his fingers lightly, and a silk thread popped out of the ring according to his will, quietly crawling out through the crack of the door with his vision to explore the way.

Outside is an aisle that only allows one person to pass sideways. It is not long, and it bends after more than five meters. There is a blue luminous light on the top, and the light is weak, but it is enough to see the corridor clearly.

Unlike the <Source of Life> which is basically invisible and strange, the <Headless Grand Duchess> is much more normal. In this narrow corridor, there are two circles of dirty yellow cloth strips that seem to have been white coats, The whole body was scorched black, and the huge humanoid monsters whose facial features could not be seen clearly blocked the aisle completely one after the other.

No matter which way you go, what you are facing is the situation of the wolf in the front and the tiger in the back.

Even the mobs in the dungeon are much stronger than those in the wild.

Exercise your muscles at the beginning.

The black-haired adventurer put the cloak used for invisibility in his waist bag, pulled out the dagger tightly tied to his thigh with a black bandage, and the commander of consciousness laid a line array in the corridor with thin invisible silk threads, raised his hand to adjust the shield The position of the eyepiece.

So, let's get started.

The place where the Trojan horse wakes up has nothing to do with wasted good luck.

He awoke from the stench.

The first thing to do is to open the game page to determine whether the two people are forced to team up by the dungeon system, and then I am very happy to see the wasted names in the teammate list and the follow-up full of blood and mana.

There is no such awareness of waste at all. It has to be said that he has not adapted to the game system for so long, which makes people look at him with admiration, um, look in the bad direction.

Immediately afterwards, the Trojan horse opened the small map.

It was black.

Only the blue dot representing himself lights up a little bit, and there are no blue dots representing teammates and arrows in the direction of teammates.

I didn't pay attention when I formed a team last time. Now it seems that the orcs' new human system is indeed incompatible.

The positioning and channel communication of teammates among the players are operated by goggles and miniature headsets in the new humans, while in the orcs, it is usually enchanted with various portable gems, such as the gemstone earrings on the ear wings of the wooden horse.The general use of these two parties is impossible with current technology.

Trojans can only look around and find out where they are.

Goggles are not needed, and the orc itself has the talent of dark vision, but even so, the Trojan horse cannot know its position from the surrounding environment at first.

Until he found the corner of a toilet in the trash.

Trojan horse: ==

Damn, is he in the toilet? ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Waste went well all the way.

First of all, he has confirmed that he is not on the huge ghost submarine, the Headless Grand Duchess, because in the internal library of the military headquarters of <Black Iron Wings>, there are drawings of the Headless Grand Duchess when it was built. , no matter how it has changed over the years, it will always remain the same in many places.

But the submarine that was leading them forward did not overlap with what was shown on the drawings. First of all, the difference in size between the two was fully revealed.

This conclusion was reached after wasting the nine scorched corpses of No. 20 and basically completing more than half of the submarine.

But at this time he has not encountered a Trojan horse.

If from time to time he would receive some gain experience when he didn't have much action, he would almost think that he and the Trojan horse were not on the same map.

But what about people?

Even if he was dealing with the scorched corpse monster, it would be a little difficult for him. The speed and strength were not comparable to the monsters of the same level on the field map.

In case this little white-haired bird dies, does he want to deal with this legendary dungeon?

But until Wasted finished this level, the scorched corpse monsters were cleared up, and a medium-sized blood pack and two small blood packs were used up, but there was no sign of the Trojan horse, and even the small noise made when he was fighting monsters, The sound of viscous and silky liquid falling from a high place to the ground, he heard no other sounds.

Just a few glances before he passed out, he was sure that this small submarine did not have only one floor of activity space, so the Trojan horse should be on the next or upper floor.

I didn't find any stairs or other passages leading to another floor along the way, so Waste could only start looking carefully from where he came out.

For a moment all he could hear was himself breathing in a long rhythm and dripping...huh?

Previously, two drops of liquid per breath were dropped, but now it has become three drops per breath.

At the moment when I wasted my footsteps slowing down and listening carefully, it turned into four drops of breathing.

After wasting the movement of moving forward and searching, he immediately returned to his original speed, walking forward as if he hadn't found anything.

The sound of the liquid is getting closer, but the waste can be sure that it is approaching the sound source instead of the sound source moving.

The ground of the submarine is full of such wet and sticky liquid, with a muddy red rust color, it looks messy and people have no desire to walk on it, but this is just normal for waste.

There was nothing that concerned him.

Except for the sound of the dripping speed increasing.

The Trojan looked for the passage with a look of disgust.

Because the environment in his area is really too bad.

If it is disgusting to waste a layer full of strange liquids, then the level of the wooden horse here is the disgusting waste × 10... that's all.

It's all rotten, and you can vaguely see what it was originally. It seems to be a remnant of a certain part of human beings, or an animal organ that is completely indistinguishable from any class. It is soft, strange in color, and yellow and transparent. Liquid, accumulated from the floor to the walls.

Only the dark spiritual pollution can rival it.

Did the artists of "Homeland" design this copy as a horror movie?

The monster Trojan encountered was a spliced ​​corpse monster. When he walked by, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and attacked suddenly, but was knocked to death by Trojan directly with a bow.

After taking precautions, he was shot to death with an arrow.

Judging from the information obtained from the experience that jumped out from time to time, there is nothing to worry about wasting.Numbers that haven't gained experience until a very long time jump out.

What happened to the waste?

Although rationality wants to convince himself not to worry, after all, the opponent's strength is recognized by him.But Trojan couldn't help but open the game page every few minutes to take a look, to make sure that the wasted blood mana hadn't changed much to be at ease, and was even attacked by a spliced ​​corpse monster that jumped out of the wall.

When the Trojan horse angrily knocked the split corpse monster that hit it into a small pancake with its bow arm, and opened the game page after hitting it, just in time to see the wasted health bar drop to a quarter in an instant.

Trojan horse:! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

No matter how panicked it is, it can't change the fact that he can't go to support immediately. The anxious Trojan horse in his heart can only increase the speed of progress, and then...

"boom--"

The air wave rushing along with the sound waves directly broke through the ceiling, blasting a big hole with a diameter of three meters. The Trojan horse backed up to resist the momentum and looked up just in time to see the agile cat-like waste bending over and jumping lightly from the hole. The first two looked at each other.

Waste and the Trojan horse froze together for five seconds again in the billowing smoke, and then the Trojan swooped down and dumped Waste into the protein and carbonaceous pile all over the floor, hitting a hard roll to avoid a large row of beams strafing over their heads.

After being thrown down, he wasted a turn and ran with the wooden horse, leaning on the curved corridor to throw off another row of beams, and at the same time slapped himself with a big blood pack.

The wooden horse also lost a little blood in the process of knocking the combined corpse monster into small pancakes, and the two of them ran along the corridor together to buy time to recover their state.

The Trojan horse that stuffed a little bloodberry in its mouth looked back at what it was like to beat his senior into such a monster, and then realized... If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have come to hurt his retina.

What was chasing after them was some kind of combination of machinery and life.Halfway through the transparent glass tube, it becomes a purple blood vessel that keeps swallowing. Eight slender mechanical legs stand out from the constricted and undulating mass of blood vessel failure. Each mechanical leg has guns at its joints. Eight guns They are completely different in terms of size, shape and standard, and I don't know how to emit the exact same chug chug beam rays.

Seeing this, I feel that my aesthetics have been abused.

Seeing that both of them had recovered to a similar state, the two of them turned around together, and there was a faint blue light flashing in the aisle, followed by a golden red arrow with a burning arrow.

The waste who was acting as a melee for a while swung the dagger hard before the arrow shot in.

"Chong-"

The author has something to say:

Don't complain about the words used at the beginning of this chapter

Stupid nineteen don't even know what I wrote