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For this city where humans have not set foot in 200 years, Shu Jun's conjecture is quite simple. +++ Catino Novel Network www.readwn.com

There are no green plants in the eroded area, and at most some gray and white variant plants grow sparsely. In the worst case, the city is full of mutant beasts. After fighting for so many years, Shu Jun has seen many urban ruins on the edge of the erosion zone, and the situation is similar.

But he really hadn't seen the sight before him.

I have to say that it is a good thing that people cannot get here. Rao Shu Junneng walked through the hordes of beasts, cutting out a rain of blood, facing the scene in front of him, he still lost consciousness for a few seconds.

The city is still there, not turned into broken walls, but all the buildings are distorted and deformed, like children's plasticine works. In the gap between the building and the building, there are pitch-black silk threads, dense like a spider web, covering most of the sky. The streets are only black, white and gray, but they are neat and tidy. Four-legged monsters with human organs paced leisurely on the street, not many, not many.

This is a relatively normal part.

There is no smog inside the city. Even if they stand at the entrance of the city, they can still clearly see the appearance of the four-legged monsters-behind them are soft honey-like silk, countless silk threads lingering, and buildings. Those in between are mixed together, leading to the sky.

Shu Jun could see the ends of those threads.

Ruansi connected to the center of the city, where a head half the size of a mountain lay.

The texture of its skin is similar to that of a four-legged monster, with the lines of human skin, but it has a corrosive luster. The head lies quietly on its side in the middle of the city, with no obvious separation between the neck and the ground, like a pile of melted ice cream. The corrosive substance seeps in all directions, pulling out countless thick and soft black threads.

If this is a weird insect nest, it is the core of this nest.

The facial features of the head are much more regular than the four-legged monster, but from a human point of view, that face looks like a severe burn, distorted and terrifying. Its eyes opened slightly, blinking occasionally, a turbid white (exposed) under the eyelids. Perhaps the difference in strength was too great, and Shu Jun could not feel the breath or emotion of that head.

Can't win.

This was Shu Jun's first reaction.

Whether it was himself, Zhu Yanchen, or the four-legged monsters around, they were no more than ants. Even if it lay still and let him hit it, he might not be able to destroy its brain in one fell swoop.

Is this the real alpha-level swamp?

Zhu Yanchen raised his head and looked at the head from a distance. The mask covered his face, and Shu Jun couldn't see his expression. The four-legged monsters are still busy around them, in high spirits. On the other side, seeing the two of them standing here, the four-legged monster who had been in the city made a special detour, and whispers came from the surrounding.

Shu Jun had a strange feeling, being surrounded by such things, they were more like monsters.

"Ayan." Shu Jun reminded out loud, lest the person observe too much.

To be honest, Shu Jun didn't know whether the concentration of erosive mass here could be measured, and the air became thicker. Zhu Yanchen, no matter how much protection and medicine are taken, human resistance has its limits. For ordinary wind and rain, the waterproof function of raincoats and umbrellas can still take effect. Right now their condition is more like falling into a pool, and the corrosion is surging from all directions, almost leaking into the bones.

Zhu Yanchen can't last long here.

Fortunately, Marshal Zhu knew this. He fiddled with the instrument in his hand for a while and hugged Shu Jun proactively: "Let's go."

Shu Jun grabbed the material bag early, and since the illusion was lifted, he was always ready to grease the soles of his feet - they were at the door now, and there was still a chance to escape. When I get close to that head, things are probably hard to tell.

He didn't keep his strength, the air with a high concentration of eroded mass helped him instead. The storm swept all around, the power was several times stronger than usual (strong qiang), and the four-legged monsters were blown away instantly. Shu Junyou Zhu Yanchen hugged himself tightly, carrying two material packages in his hand, and flew hurriedly toward the path.

However, things did not go so smoothly.

The sticky black thread entangled and condensed, and a strange-looking giant was created out of thin air. It seems to have emerged from a child's inferior paintings. The body structure is extremely distorted, completely incompatible with biology-shortly after it was created, its bones could not support its weight. The (肉rou) on the giant's body burst open, and fell to the ground along the skeleton.

But it can move.

Regardless of its black blood splattered body, it opened its arms towards Shu Jun and tried to embrace the two who had escaped (tuo) into its arms. Shu Jun dodged dangerously and almost got hit right-the giant was too big, and the thickness of his arms was comparable to that of a lighthouse. Shu Jun was not willing to imagine the consequences of being hit.

The most troublesome thing is not its size.

The sticky soft silk wraps around the giant's body, and some sticks to it. The icy hostility passed down the silk. Shu Jun shuddered and tried to break (get off tuo), but those spider silk things got tighter and tighter, making him unable to escape.

The four-legged monsters screamed sharply, and more and more soft silk began to float here.

It's over if caught.

The dying giant was still beating randomly at the gate, Shu Jun took a breath and flew dexterously in the air, trying his best not to let more soft threads get entangled. Zhu Yanchen freed up a hand, and the purification gun continuously bombarded the sticky soft threads. However, there is too much corrosion in the air, and the cleansing bombs are consumed by the corrosion near the muzzle before they touch the soft wire.

Shu Jun tried to use the wind blade to assist the attack, but the effect was still touching-they looked like two fools insisting on washing clothes in the mud.

Zhu Yanchen stopped moving, stopped moving, and quietly thought.

"It's the first time I use kite play in such a literal sense. Any suggestions? Now I really need some suggestions."

Sweat dripped down Shu Jun's cheeks, he used the energy of eating (Nai) to control the wind, and the soft silk entangled more and more, making it more and more difficult to hide. On the other side, as soon as the giant came out, he bloodied himself to destroy himself, and Shu Jun couldn't even start. At present, it has no human form, with a vague skeleton screaming, struggling like a mad dog, and each struggle is tantamount to a dangerous attack.

"Suppress your corrosive quality." Zhu Yanchen said, "It has been tracking you, not me. Your previous guess is correct. Like those four-legged marshes, it also recognizes people by corroding quality."

The problem is that even those small eclipses are stupid, the one in the center of the city does not look stupid. Shu Jun didn't think he could get through with blood and mud. He couldn't **** and spit water like Monday to control the concentration of erosion.

Shu Jun was helpless for a while.

"For example, the higher the concentration of erosion, the brighter the active'light'. You are the most conspicuous light. It only needs to follow your light."

As if feeling Shu Jun's confusion, Zhu Yanchen explained further. Despite being on such a fierce battlefield, his voice was steady and calm.

"Using a blood bandage as a substitute is equivalent to using a small light bulb of comparable brightness to impersonate yourself; diluting the corrosive substance with water is equivalent to directly reducing the brightness of the light. Now I suggest you take the initiative to turn off the light."

"...How do I turn this off, I lie down and pretend to be dead?" Shu Jun smacked (touching Mo), but he was still confused when he went into details about the specific method.

"Let your eclipse pretend to be dead."

Here came, came again, Shu Jun felt bitter in his heart--Marshal Zhu began to arrange his impossible mission again.

"This is too abstract, Grand Marshal!" Shu Jun let out a mournful cry, which could not be more than a bunch of soft silks coming toward his face.

"You did it." Zhu Yanchen took his arm with some strength, "Remember when you carried me to the hotel a few days ago?"

"Remember is to remember."

"I don't know what you did, but you have made the eclipse in my body a lot of peace. You recall the thoughts at the time, and then try to be more thorough."

His thoughts?

His idea at that time was very simple-Zhu Yanchen was in a bad condition and needed a rest. He should keep as quiet as possible. It would be great if the surroundings could be quieter.

Can such an ordinary-to-unusual idea really work?

But Zhu Yanchen would not use his life to talk nonsense, he is an expert in this area. Shu Jun did not continue to question, he closed his eyes. The terrifying city was left on the other side of his eyelid, and there was only darkness before his eyes.

Don't panic and concentrate.

Keep everything quiet.

No, go further. Everything must be kept quiet, preferably silently. Now that the situation is a matter of life and death, he doesn't mind where the noise is. Shu Jun didn't know if this was considered concentration, he could only be sure-this wish was absolutely from the heart, and it was quite strong.

There was a soft bang around me.

I don't know when, the soft wire is disconnected one by one. They floated blankly in the air, like snakes that lost their target. Shu Jun did not dare to come out, nor did he dare to make any unnecessary attacks. He bypassed the wailing giant and flew outside the city at the fastest speed in his life.

Shu Jun could feel that as the air gradually cleared, Zhu Yanchen's tight body slowly unfolded.

"Go southwest." Marshal Zhu whispered, his voice a little dumb. "You can't maintain a suppressed state all the way. There are ruins of strongholds in the southwest. You can hide there."

"Yeah." Shu Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief, "What about you, what's your plan? The situation in X City, the investigation is probably not enough."

"I have taken a lot of photos, and I have to send the chip out as soon as possible. The erosion in this place is too serious, and the chip will soon be scrapped. Then...then I can help you measure some data and stabilize your new skills."

Zhu Yanchen's tone was a little erratic.

"There will also be some information in the base, and it would be nice to provide more supplementary information... The situation in City X has exceeded my expectations, and the seaside trip may have to be cancelled."

"I hope you mean going back home in advance instead of camping here." Shu Jun muttered. "Wait, do you mean that stronghold?"

Shu Jun flew extremely fast, and within a short while, the terrifying city disappeared from their sight. At first, there were some four-legged monsters swaying in the suburbs, and then going far away, they could only see some ordinary swamps and common mutant beasts wandering around the swamp. Although the degree of erosion nearby is still scary, it is a scene (color) they are familiar with.

In a wilderness, man-made buildings are particularly eye-catching.

Although it was a stronghold 200 years ago, it does not seem to be very different from the present. Shu Jun descended slowly, without noticing any unusual aura around him-in order to prevent being bluffed by the illusion again, he hovered over the stronghold for a long time and even asked Monday's opinion.

Frightened by the battles in City X, Monday's mood was pretty bad: "Get out!"

"It seems there is no problem." Shu Jun twisted the giant sword and finally ended the patrol. "I don't know if the room here is still usable."

The answer is no.

The purifier here has stopped working long ago. Peculiarly shaped mutant plants emerged from the cracks in the wall, and the sheets were covered with bulging molds, black and white, like eyeballs piled together. The cups, cups and cans were scattered all over the floor, all covered with thick dust, and the traces of human existence were completely covered.

Shu Jun and Zhu Yanchen looked at each other and started to walk underground.

The underground conditions are better. The deep underground rooms are barely maintained as they are, without too many weird eroding creatures.

Shu Jun opened the doors one by one, and it didn't take long to find the player depository. Rows of dormant cabins lie quietly, like coffins. Shu Jun hesitated for a while, but first walked in, the atmosphere between the two was a bit embarrassing for a while.

This is where the first batch of "players" log in to the "game".

Shu Jun originally thought he would see a lot of corpses. As a result, he looked over the dormant pods one by one, not to mention the remains, they were completely sealed inside, without a trace of dust.

Not quite right.

Speaking of them walking along the way, they didn't seem to find any bodies. Although the corrosive ability of the corrosive substance is very strong (strong qiang), it is not enough to swallow the body without leaving any bones.

"...Did this stronghold be out of service before the swamp came?" Shu Jun looked around and found nothing. 200 years have passed, let alone precision instruments, ordinary electric lights can't operate normally.

"This is Zhu Rong's stronghold, and it must be in use at the time." Zhu Yanchen's tone was a little solemn. "It shouldn't be this way (gan gan) here, keep looking."

Shu Jun nodded, and followed Zhu Yanchen through the room, harvesting dead mice, insect shells, and spiders curled up in a cluster. They even ran into a (dry gan) fish tank-a group of gray (colored) (肉rou) wriggling in it, filling the fish tank full. Shu Jun's expression was numb, and he threw it out the window when he raised his hand.

Along the way, they saw almost everything, but there were no human bones in it.

Until the deepest part of the earth.

"If there is still nothing here, let's cook dinner first and take a break." Shu Jun swept around with the cold light. "I'm a little tired. If I keep looking, I guess I can't continue to suppress the corrosive quality."

"Yeah." Zhu Yanchen held another lamp tube. The concentration of corrosion in the deepest part is not high, and he is obviously energetic.

"I haven't been to the deepest part of the stronghold before." Seeing the other party's condition improved, Shu Jun relaxed a little and started looking for a chat topic. "Usually what is at the deepest level?"

Zhu Yanchen was silent for a few seconds: "He (chengcheng) people cultivation equipment."

...Alright, the atmosphere is even more awkward. Shu Jun sighed and pushed the door in front of him.

The door does not move.

Shu Jun tried to use the corrosive hook to break the lock inside. As a result, the corrosive substance was shaken for a long time, and there was no sound of metal cracking. He frowned and swung a knife Monday. The result was a scream on Monday, and there was not even a scratch on the door.

"Zhu Rong was the top biological expert at the time, and he also studied the quality of corrosion. This was his laboratory, and the ability to prevent corrosion was not bad." Zhu Yanchen (touching Mo) said, "As long as the corrosion is completely blocked. Quality, another alpha will not be able to find you. It is very suitable as your free practice field."

After that, he drew his gun: "It's just that if there are no dead bodies here... We can't stay here for long unless we figure out why."

"Didn't you guess?"

"No." Zhu Yanchen squatted, took out a set of surgical tools from the suitcase, and began to pick the lock.

"...You really know everything. Seriously, why does a marshal learn to pick locks?"

Zhu Yanchen did not answer. He tossed for five or six minutes, and after inputting a few electric currents, the door slowly opened. A decayed and moist smell hit his face, Shu Jun covered his nose, and followed Zhu Yanchen into the room.

There was still a slow sizzle in the room, and Shu Jun only heard a pop, and the huge room was instantly lit.

"There is the sound of a motor here." Zhu Yanchen stood in front of the switch, "the light still works."

"It seems we don't have to go anymore." Shu Jun pinched his nose and replied angrily.

A (dry gan) corpse sits quietly at the table, the (dry gan) withered skin (flesh) clinging to the bones, and the white coat on its body has become a rotten yellowish brown (color). He bowed his head slightly, his hollow eye sockets facing the empty table top. There was a gun at the feet of the corpse, and the dust could not cover the blood stains on it.

Famous plaques were hung on the clothes of the corpse, and the words "Zhu Rong" were quite glaring.

"...Zhu Rong killed sha?" Shu Jun looked at the state of the body for a while, "He shot himself in the mouth."

"Our record here is'sacrifice in the disaster in City X'. Many people were missing during the evacuation of City X, and no one was able to return to the erosion zone to look for them. si) death." In the face of his nominal ancestor, Zhu Yanchen did not show much extra emotion.

Shu Jun did not answer.

There is a glass observation window behind the corpse. From this angle, you can see the closely arranged culture tanks inside. As a device that requires a lot of electricity, the power supply to the culture tank has long been cut off, and the **m inside is turbid, and you can barely see the outline of the contents.

They look like swollen people, but not so human-the rows of tiny corpses floating in the cultivation tank, the scene is like a nightmare. Zhu Yanchen hesitated for a few seconds, and finally stepped forward and pulled down the curtain: "...Don't look."

Shu Jun lowered his gaze, then opened his legs and closed the door that was still open.

"The rice is eaten here, and the words are made clear here." He said, "Erosion doesn't mention much about Zhurong at all. What's the matter with him?"

"More than two hundred years ago, the surrounding purification could only be done by humans, which resulted in a large number of severely eroded patients. The dormant cabin was used for severely eroded patients. At that time, drugs could not alleviate their suffering. ) Put their spirits into the virtual world—this is Zhu Rong’s original idea."

Zhu Yanchen glanced at the corpse.

"Later, some patients began to resist the reality, subconsciously identifying'over there' as the real world. It's just self-deception in despair."

"But Zhu Rong was inspired." Shu Jun crossed his arms.

"Zhu Rong has been studying high-endurance (sexual) experimental animals, letting them replace humans to purify the surroundings. At first, his transformation materials were mice and then dogs. But their intelligence is too low, and their life span is too short."

Zhu Yanchen said as he flipped the objects on the body. Shu Jun looked at his back, suspecting that this person was deliberately avoiding eye contact.

"After being inspired, he began to use humans as materials. He fragmented the genes of highly resistant (sexual) humans, randomly selected and recombined, and then selectively supplemented the genetic fragments of other species-such a mixed product has enough Durability and intelligence, apart from a short life span, there are no other defects."

Dare to feel that you don't even have a template, it's just a random product of the puzzle. No wonder Zhu Yanchen previously said that "the synthesis situation of each person is different", and Shu Jun snorted.

"As long as the dormant cabin is reasonably modified so that the chengcheng people mistake the purification project for a game, they will not have too much complaint. Zhu Rong succeeded in replacing ordinary people with chengcheng people, and humans (death si) died. The rate has dropped drastically. Over the years, the player system has continued to improve, and the result is what you see."

Shu Jun mumbled.

For himself, this person is the initiator of all nightmares. But for humans, Zhu Rong is expected to enjoy the treatment of heroes. Thinking about it this way, the situation in front of me seems even stranger. To say that he discovered that he (chengcheng) had a serious problem and committed suicide in fear of sin. After so many years, mankind still insists that the tragedy in X City is a natural disaster. If we continue to use Hecheng people normally, there is no sign of the problem being exposed.

"So what's going on in this scene?"

"I don't know." Zhu Yanchen lowered his gaze, "Zhu's family has very few records on Zhu Rong. But this person is very smart. Since he chooses to kill himself here, he will definitely leave clues."

But it seemed that Marshal Zhu hadn't gained much—he stopped searching, took out the recording chip from the device, and began to install the messenger mutant. As a result, he hadn't finished the installation here, and the device without the recording chip made a noise by itself.

[He (cheng) person's personality cannot be controlled, and mass production is not allowed. We were supposed to produce at a minimum to ensure the normal operation of the purification work. The number of existing partners has seriously exceeded the standard... This is a dangerous and uncontrollable project that can only be used as a transitional method. Once humans (off tuo) leave the survival crisis, the player system must be abolished immediately. 】

[Regarding the possible loopholes and risks of the player system, my research was suspended by (强qiang), but I have given the stage (sexual xing) results to someone I trust. 】

[I do not accept any research to further improve the player plan, nor do I accept any threats against my parents for this reason. I can't leave Zhu's house, but I can quit the project in this way. 】

[When you found my body, I probably had begun to rot. I don't need any facial repairs, just let me go like this. 】

【Sorry. 】

The voice was young and unfamiliar, with repressed pain in his calm. Next is a constant cycle, there is no new information.

Shu Jun suddenly realized a problem, and chill climbed from his ankle to his back. He was pretty sure, Zhu Yanchen also thought of the same thing.

Listening to the message, Zhu Rong closed the door specially and deliberately delayed the time when the body was found so that he could leave in the most unbearable appearance. But there is a prerequisite for the establishment of the plan-when people finally find something wrong, they will come to him.

This only represented one thing, Zhu Rong had died before the swamp came. Before people could discover this, they were driven out of the city by the swamp.

I originally thought that Zhu Rong's last words could solve some problems, but instead made the disaster in X City even more confusing. Shu Jun lost his appetite: "Come on."

"what?"

"Repressive erosive exercises. I mastered it earlier, so we can leave here sooner, right?" Shu Jun couldn't help looking at the glass window, "Those things you saw in the city, my blood sample, plus Shang Zhurong’s last words. If you want to prove that there is a problem with the player system, these should be enough."

"...I'll go and transmit the data for this period of time first, and we will start when we come back." Zhu Yanchen stood up. "There is still a lack of data. But I promise you that I will not approach the X city rashly until I figure out the current situation."

"Yeah." Shu Jun looked at Zhu Yanchen and opened the door, "Wait a minute, I will take...A Yan!!!"

There was no longer an empty corridor over the door, but a muddy eye. It crammed the entire gate frame and looked inside.

Zhu Yanchen responded quickly. He tried to avoid it for the first time, and threw the mutant beast and chip in his hand to Shu Jun. However, this is a room with no way out, and he is too close to the door after all. A thread of silk was twisted into a long gun, directly piercing his abdomen.

"Save it!" This is the first time Shu Jun heard Zhu Yanchen yell. "Don't worry, it didn't kill me... Um."

Before the words fell, the eye fell back, and Zhu Yanchen was torn out of the door. Shu Jun grabbed the chip in one hand and the sword in the other, and then slashed forward. But before his sword hit the ground, the eye disappeared.

What is going wrong? Is he not hiding his good breath?

Why would the alpha-level eclipse in city x chase it personally?

Shu Jun didn't take the stairs, he (gan gan) crisply split the concrete floor with a sword and rushed straight up. After waiting for the outside world, Shu Jun took the lead to throw the **** chip into the sky, watching the little mutant beast flew away crookedly, and then he immediately turned to the giant head not far away.

That thing was too big. It just stretched its eyes like a snail and stuffed it into the corridor, now it is shrinking. Zhu Yanchen was being strung next to the eye, he did not give up resisting, the pounding of the purification gun was endless.

But the opponent is like a mountain.

The head's eyes shrank back, and the terrifying face took shape again. It did not open its mouth, but Shu Jun heard its voice. Unlike those four-legged monsters, the sound came into his brain, as intense as piercing his heart, causing his internal organs to be twisted together.

"Is he your friend?"

What came was not thoughts, but exact voices. The voice belonged to a young woman (sexual xing), with a strange tone, as if she hadn't spoken in a long time.

"He is your friend." Seeing Shu Jun didn't answer, she began to ask and answer.

Shu Jun's hand holding the sword was a little cold. No matter how you look at it, he is not her opponent.

But he must save Zhu Yanchen back. Not to mention the cooperation level (guanguan) system, if Zhu Yanchen came to investigate alone as a human, he only needs to make records, and he will not be caught by these messy things. All these things were asked like this, and the goal was clearly oneself.

"What do you want? Intelligence?" Shu Junsuo (sexual xing) answered directly with words, his eyes kept gazing in Zhu Yanchen's direction, trying to find flaws. "Let him down, we can have a good talk."

The lips of the head did not move, but a string of laughter hit his head.

"I want you to be more serious." She said, "Obviously I have some ability, but I ran as soon as I saw it. This is not good."

She stretched out the soft silk provocatively and shook Zhu Yanchen in front of Shu Jun. Shu Jun's great sword immediately shot, and Zhu Yanchen also took the opportunity to fire several shots. However, the soft silk swelled quickly and turned into a big beating blood (flesh), and the blades and bullets were like cotton. Shu Jun watched as the opponent was pulled away again, and the warm blood was thrown on his face.

It's like a cat playing with two mice.

"If you want information, come, take it whatever you want. Anyway, it's just a little bit of meat. I'm not a painful person." Shu Jun gritted his teeth.

"Be polite to seniors." Countless silk threads surrounded Shu Jun, staring closely at each other. "You are also a'player'-you should know, I don't want this."

Layers of corrosive substances boiled beside the head, making a disgusting sticky sound.

"If you ask me a hundred years in advance, I want to go home."

She said that there were not many ups and downs in her voice.

"Now, I need you to (kill sha) me... what is your'before death' ranking?"

"Number one," Shu Jun (gan gan) replied bluntly. Right now this "Number One" is a joke.

"It's a coincidence, so am I." The smile in the voice of the eroding marsh grew stronger. "You have to do your best-otherwise I will only devour you and treat your friends as snacks."

...This time he may have bumped into a real fellow.

After all, they underestimated the swamp in X City. As the pinnacle warrior 200 years ago, she is definitely more familiar with the surrounding terrain than they are. If they flee directly, 80% of them will be discovered by her immediately, as Zhu Yanchen inferred. On the contrary, they disappeared, and she was afraid that she could guess that they would flee here.

From the moment they were watched by her, they were doomed to escape.

"Since you want to die so much, you can work **** your own. You don't have to spend so much time." Shu Jun was delaying time while thinking about tactics quickly.

"It seems that you have not been affected by the swamp." The smile in the woman's voice disappeared a little, "It is not so easy to pass. It is just right to live. It is better to die. The latter needs you to find more ( Qiangqiang's opponent-even if I don't want to resist, it will use my brain and fight with all my strength. Unfortunately, I have found dozens of alpha-level swamps, but it has won until now."

She opened her eyes slightly, their cloudy eyes full of longing.

"But you are different. You have a mature brain and very interesting abilities. You can even run away from me once."

Yes, that's it, talk a little more. Shu Jun stared at Zhu Yanchen and continued to consider possible solutions.

Yes.

"You..." Before the next sentence of Erosion Marsh was spoken, the wind gathered under Shu Jun's feet, and the person became an afterimage, and once again rushed towards the soft silk that trapped Zhu Yanchen.

[Be quiet. He concentrated all his energy, stared at the thread that penetrated Zhu Yanchen, and then swung down his big sword fiercely.

This time the silk thread did not swell, but was swept off by the sword.

Shu Jun didn't dare, he grabbed Zhu Yanchen's arm and immediately fled in the opposite direction. The remaining silk threads fought back frantically, and Shu Jun avoided them one by one with the fastest speed. But before he rushed far, a soft corroded wall suddenly appeared in front of him.

This time Zhu Yanchen shot.

While the (肉rou) wall was far enough away, Zhu Yanchen took out two marble-sized objects and threw them directly. Two huge holes were blown out of the corroded wall, and Shu Jun's hair was almost scorched on the edge of the explosion.

"Bring it to the ground." Despite the severe injuries, there was no weakness or panic in Zhu Yanchen's voice. "So I can fight with you."

"I can fly—"

"The same trick can't be used a second time. If I'm not mistaken, we should now have no less than three layers of corrosive nets on our heads. If you turn to those nets, it can completely attack you." Zhu Yanchen took off the gas mask , And put a handful of medicine in his mouth.

Then he did not wear it again.

"I will let you survive." Zhu Yanchen's voice was quite firm. "Shu Jun, first bring its attack to the ground."

"'(Zhenzhen) Corrosion Quality'... Your ability is really interesting." The voice resounded in his mind again, with creepy joy. "I have not destroyed an alpha with this ability. You still have a chance. Please be sure to come on."

"This is our first on-site tactical cooperation. It is worth remembering." Shu Jun shook his head sharply and rushed to the ground.

Zhu Yanchen did not answer. He took out a few jars from the suitcase, and then solemnly put the box aside.

"We have three advantages. First, it seems to want to fight with you. I don't ask why. The battle between the alpha marsh has an advantage-there will be no mutant beasts participating in this level of battle. Come, your opponent is only one. At most, count its temporary creations."

"Second, so far, it doesn't take me seriously."

"Third, you are stronger than it."

"Are you serious?" Shu Jun couldn't laugh when he glanced at the head as big as a small hill in front of him, his voice changed a little.

Zhu Yanchen laughed instead. This was the second time Shu Jun saw him laugh. This time his smile was much more natural, with a subtle satisfaction in it.

"The marsh merging with you is even bigger than this. I adjust your situation every day. You and the marsh merging pretty solidly." He said softly, "Although the degree of fusion and experience are different, in theory, , You are more confident than it (strong qiang)."

Shu Jun scratched his gray (colored) hair and almost scratched his scalp: "Forget it, it's up to now, if it doesn't work, you have to do it-you can't really drag you down, even if I lose, I don't want to lose. So wimpy."

The corroded silk thread slammed down, and the huge swamp turned to the ground to attack. Shu Jun and Zhu Yanchen jumped left and right, avoiding quickly. Shu Jun couldn't help but glance at Zhu Yanchen.

This person was obviously seriously injured, and his behavior was the same as that of a okay person.

Zhu Yanchen's behavior is quite satisfactory, but the trajectory is very interesting. Using the terrain, he shuttled through the ruins like ghosts. Many filaments were drawn into the cracks of the building by him, the huge head was slightly deflected, and the horrible face was slightly lowered a few degrees.

Shu Jun instantly understood what the other party meant.

People cannot change their physiological structure information. This swamp retains the appearance of a human head, and the information must come from a real human head.

Then the position of the fragility and the brain are also likely to be the same.

If they can properly use the zhenzhen) pressure", they may be able to break through that layer of protection and touch its brain - they don't have many choices right now, although they don't know whether aftertouch can really defeat it, This is always a tactic worth trying.

Shu Jun immediately stepped on the wind and cooperated with Zhu Yanchen on the ground. He deliberately circled a few more times, flying high enough, looking for the erosive net in the sky, trying to divert the attention of the eroding marsh from Zhu Yanchen.

However, as a former soldier, Swamp Erosion is not easy to deceive. It quickly discovered its posture problem and began to adjust slowly. Shu Jun caught the gap, dived down from a height, and sprinted towards the temple of his head.

The over-concentration made his brain aching. He rushed so fast that the swamp did not react for a while, and he had no time to build much defense——

At least on the surface.

The next second, an annoying chuckle appeared again. At the moment Shu Jun swung his sword down, a liquid column pierced laterally and pierced his right shoulder. Shu Jun suddenly lost his balance and was smashed into the abandoned building on the side, throwing out a large cloud of dust.

"It's too straightforward." Erosion Marsh whispered, and more liquid columns followed up, with the momentum of poking Shu Jun into a sauce.

"Really?" Shu Jun stood up on the ground with a sword, and cut the liquid column that followed.

Then he slid down the liquid column and went straight to the temple again.

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