Pirates of the Dream

"Uncle Wang Wu, please forgive me..."

The golden oil lamp kept shaking, and then a few drops of lamp oil flowed out from the lamp socket.

"...Are you crying or peeing in fright, can you give me an explanation?"

The oil lamp continued to tremble: "Master, you can do whatever you say, I really don't want to go in this place."

"Whether the world will be destroyed or reborn is a battle here. You don't want to download such a commemorative copy?"

"If I still have the strength in my heyday, I would be interested in creating miracles with you, but now..."

"It doesn't matter, just treat it as a gold group, and I didn't expect you to export, just let me guide the way with peace of mind, and it's safer than most places in the world to stay with me."

The oil lamp wanted to cry but had no tears: "The God of Chaos is coming soon. Is there any corner of this world that is safe? Chapter 590: Another three hundred, can you be creative? Sir, are you kidding me?"

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Gossiping is meaningless to people like Wang Wu, because if he really wants to play this trick, Wang Wu will only be more professional.

In the end, Hussein took on the burden of leading the way, because when he found that all the tricks were meaningless, he could only change his mentality and try to enjoy it all.

Bermuda Misty Forest, the last time I entered this forest was decades ago, and now I revisited the old place, Hussein, the elf in the oil lamp, only felt that the surrounding air seemed a little colder.

It doesn't seem to be an illusion. The old one-eyed man turned on the environmental reformer and silently reformed the climate of the entire continent. Although the power is limited due to the transfer of laws, this change is very slow, but the accumulation of decades is no small matter.

"Speaking of which, I heard that since that exploration, none of the adventurers who re-entered here have survived."

Oil Lamp began to make one last effort.

It's a pity that Wang Wu just nodded lightly: "So if you're lucky, you can save a few people and accumulate virtue, right?"

"...You said it so well, it made me suddenly enlightened."

Soon after going deep into the Bermuda forest, Wang Wu and Yinshuang became highly alert Chapter 590: Another three hundred, can you be creative? Hussein's fear of this forest is not without reason. Although it looks like an ordinary forest, after entering the realm, the world in front of Wang Wu and Yinshuang's eyes is like a piece of shattered glass. Covered with criss-cross cracks.

"It's all cracks in time and space... and they're the kind of cracks that exist very stably. It's like a naturally existing deadly trap. This forest is indeed not for ordinary adventurers. (Full-text novels are updated the fastest)"

While lamenting the horror of the Bermuda forest, Yinshuang waved her hand, using the power of light to disperse the most space-time cracks in sight, and even some predators hiding in the gaps were swept away.

Such awe-inspiring power, but in exchange for Hussein's sigh: "Princess Yinshuang, I remember I once said that religious people are not welcome in the ancient ruins."

Yinshuang smiled proudly: "I am not a religious person. I am a god."

Hussain was at a loss for words.

Although the current Yinshuang has not really entered the realm of the gods, but in the kingdom of light, it is Yinshuang who sits on the throne of the gods, but now that the kingdom of gods has fallen, once she is given enough time to restore the kingdom of gods, she will naturally have the god of light power.

As a product of the ancient times, the environmental modification instrument does have powerful functions, but if the opponent is a god...

"Well, the choice is yours anyway."

As for Wang Wu on the other side.When he used the Red Legion to instantly kill the chaotic dragons, Hussein did not regard him as a religious person, because there is absolutely no such thing as against the sky in the world.A sect capable of suppressing the forces of chaos.He couldn't understand and didn't want to understand what the dream space full of red flags meant, because his intuition told him that when it developed, it might not be more docile and amiable than the Chaos Sect.

Next, the group of people was almost unimpeded in the Bermuda forest, which made Hussein in the oil lamp very sad. 30 years ago, the wasteland reclamation team struggled in the forest, embarrassed and hard. At that time, everyone was not used to this magical area.It was almost relying on the warriors in the team to persevere, but Wang Wu and Yinshuang were here like strolling in the garden.

That's right, isn't this their hometown?

Not long after, the entrance was in sight, a solid bunker with a reinforced concrete structure.It is connected to the endless deep underground refuge and the vast forest outside.

"Be careful. When I came here last time, there were puppet guards guarding the door. It was very difficult."

Wang Wu and Yinshuang looked at each other.They asked in unison: "What is the size of the puppet?"

Hussein replied, "It's only the size of an ordinary person, what's the matter?"

"The size of an ordinary person is the Terminator series, which is relatively easy to deal with. If it is more than ten meters high, it is the Gundam series. The problem is more difficult to deal with. If it is any taller, it may enter the super series. Then let's wash up and sleep Bar……"

Hussein: "You are the main gods of the mainland now!"

"Even the main god can only kneel in the face of star-exploding wars. Don't think that the god is too omnipotent. Even the current Chaos God is just a matter of firing the main gun in front of the Star Destroyer... Fortunately, this Shelters aren't that high-end yet."

Although Hussein did not understand the technical terms such as starburst and star destroyer, he could appreciate the power of destroying the world, so he continued to be puzzled: "If the ancient civilization is really so powerful, then what is it? What catastrophe would destroy it?"

Yinshuang sighed: "Maybe it's just a small change in the constant of the universe... Okay, enough chatting, let's go in."

On the solid front of the bunker, there is a slightly rusted alloy gate in the two solid walls. The gate weakly opens a gap enough to accommodate two or three people to enter, and there are occasional screams from it.

Oil Lamp Prince trembled violently: "This breath of hell is twice as strong as it was 30 years ago!"

Wang Wu snorted: "Nonsense, the fog outside is so thick that the air purifier inside is almost turning into smoke. Such a high-power operation will cause magnetic field radiation enough to cause infertility. It must be in an environment of minus 270 degrees. It can only be avoided, so..."

Yinshuang interrupted weakly: "People in this era can't understand your jokes."

"That's called straight-hook fishing."

While speaking, Wang Wu walked to the door, pressed his palm on a small green board next to the metal gate, and tapped several times at different positions.

The dim small board released a green light the moment Wang Wu's fingers left, startling Hussein in the oil lamp. Thirty years before the gate, they fought in the dark with the two terminators at the gate, and spent a lot of effort for the sealed gate, but they never imagined that there was such a trick.

"This, what is the principle?"

"The principle of please enter the password to open the door..."

While speaking, the two doors that were forcibly opened made harsh frictional noises, and were closed to both sides respectively.

Although Hussein has never seen this kind of high-tech combination lock, he also knows that Wang Wu has the key to this door, but...

Yinshuang asked curiously: "Do you know the password?"

"Of course I don't know."

"then you……"

"Just now I tried the default password 123456, and then..."

This kind of explanation, even Yinshuang, who is a remnant of the ancient times, finds it unacceptable: "Who built this damn shelter!?"

"It must be a kind person..."

A few seconds later, the heavy metal door closed to both sides, revealing a long and narrow corridor behind. Wang Wuyi led the way, followed by Yinshuang.

At the end of the corridor was another gate, and Hussein in the oil lamp gasped: "I remember this gate was open 30 years ago, why is it closed now?"

Thirty years ago, the land reclamation group broke into the door with violence, and the alarm bell rang as soon as they entered the door. The Terminator guards inside the door beat them to death. Now that Wang Wu walked in clearly, why did he seem to be more heavily guarded?

Yinshuang wrinkled her nose suddenly: "Be careful, I smell a dangerous smell."

Wang Wu gave Yinshuang a strange look, but he still beckoned: "Very good, I'm going to start monsters, buff everyone!"

Yinshuang: "Only the two of us are fighting, where did you come from..."

Wang Wu's shoulder muscles trembled, and the cursed sword was held in his palm, but under the air flow in the tunnel, the flame on the sword seemed to be suppressed and could not be ignited. At the same time, the Dark God also complained: "The air here It's suffocating."

"Prime Ancient Ruins does not welcome religious people..."

As soon as the words fell, the invincible cursed sword slashed vertically from top to bottom.The loud sound of the blade colliding with steel, and the painful scream of the Dark God sounded at the same time.

After one strike, the thick door was split open, and the cursed sword was humming and trembling. Although there were no obvious cracks on the sword, it obviously couldn't withstand another slash.

The God of Darkness burst into tears: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

The Dark God is just a sword spirit, and it stands to reason that even if the magic sword is broken, it will not hurt, but just a head-on collision with the ancient ruins, she feels that she is almost out of her wits!

Hussein said: "This is the difficulty of the ancient ruins. The power related to dreams and beliefs is extremely suppressed here. Before we mastered the laws of the ancient times, we relied on warriors to support us. The hardest time."

Fortunately, Wang Wu and Yinshuang are already the top fighters in the mainland, apart from their domain-level dream building skills. After Wang Wu cut a gap with the magic sword, he put his hands on one side and winked at Yinshuang .

The girl took two steps forward to grab the other side, and an unbelievably powerful force erupted from that petite body, forcibly tearing and bending the one-foot-thick steel plate sideways.The ten green onion fingers seemed to be pressed into the soil, leaving deep marks on the gate.

Wang Wu and Yinshuang worked together to tear open the gate, and behind the gate, hundreds of dark red light spots flickered faintly.

The next moment, the door was illuminated by thousands of fluorescent lamps as bright as day.

In the square, three hundred metal men lined up neatly in a square formation, staring at the intruders at the door! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.) rq! ! !