Tomb Raiders: Begin As a Little Brother

　　"Destroy all of them as soon as possible, and immediately close the door of the short corridor of the apse. Since the large insects will not survive for too long under the condition of normal oxygen concentration (Qian Wangzhao), we only need to last for a while."

　　Taking advantage of their unpreparedness, the monsters that sneaked into the palace quietly, although there are not many, but their size is not small, it is difficult to eliminate them all at once, so they have to deal with them through the scattered stone monuments in the palace.

　　The rest of the rest outside are still in shape and cannot resist the medicinal properties of insects in the temple, but this is only a matter of time.

　　Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang leaned on each other back-to-back, and threw the rushing ship gray spring into thin air?/p>

　　Seeing that the speed of consuming bullets was too fast at this time, Fatty Wang said hurriedly.

　　"Old Hu! We don't have much ammunition, so we have to take it easy."

Chapter 252

　　Chapter [-] The horror scene in the tripod

　　As soon as Huba heard that there were not many bullets, he began to feel a little impatient.

　　The Chicago typewriter that I was holding lost its alignment, and the one that had just been bitten by the bullet became a stubborn terrier.

　　The next few bullets were all nailed to the wall, and the bricks and dust flew.

　　What Huba thought at this moment was to destroy one and one less.

　　So he kept on following it, and then turned to the inside of the mural wall.

　　I saw that the badly injured monster was squatting on the cover of the black tripod, staring at Huba with four big mouths open.

　　Howling vented the pain of being crushed by the large-caliber bullet, and the endless resentment of the female slaves filled with the poisonous blood flowing in its body.

　　Seeing that Huba arrived in no time, the badly injured monster immediately went mad.

　　Viciously, he used his limbs to support the tripod cover, and threw himself at Huba.

　　Its strength is surprisingly great, and with this support, the lid of the black copper tripod was kicked backwards from the tripod.

　　Behind Hu Bayi is a wall of murals, and it is difficult to dodge, but he knows that the opponent's attack is fierce and fierce, and the remaining energy in his life is concentrated in his mouth, and he is ready to die together.

　　As soon as Huba did not dodge at this moment, he raised his gun and wanted to end it in mid-air.

　　Unexpectedly, when the trigger was pulled, the last thing I wanted to happen happened, and the bullet actually jammed at this time.

　　I'm really afraid of what's coming.

　　Although these equipments are sharp, they are old-fashioned goods, and it is commendable to use them until now.

　　As soon as Huba wanted to turn the butt of the gun to hit the flying slap, Pu Zhixuan stopped it, embedded it, and shook Nuomi, what else could it be? /p>

　　Now, as soon as Huba can do it, he raises his bedg gun to hold its neck. Unexpectedly, the opponent seems to be extremely powerful, and his attacking power is not diminished at all, and Huba is directly knocked to the ground.

　　He kicked the monster's belly with one foot, and with the force of its attack, kicked it backwards.

　　Then, it is said that Naifankong, Mi Cang Yi, pays Xi, and the vertebral religion is narrow and chaotic.

　　Seeing that the monster was still alive, I wanted to go forward and smash its head off with the butt of my gun,

　　But I heard a heavy metal rolling sound behind me, as if a huge wheel was rolling towards me from behind.

　　Huba didn't dare to be too big, and quickly turned over to hide to the side.

　　The big black cauldron's lid rubbed his back and rolled over.

　　Just struggling to get up from under the frescoed wall, Huan Huan, conspiracy to feed Jesus?/p>

　　With the muffled sound of a watermelon falling from upstairs, a large amount of black blood splattered on the entire mural wall, and it was smashed into a pile of worm mud by the heavy tripod cover.

　　It merged with the place where the mural wall was cracked, and it was no longer possible to distinguish where the head was and where the wall was. Only the front limbs remained open and kept shaking.

　　The situation at this moment is not just shooting yourself in the foot as the saying goes.

　　This strange worm must have not cultivated the good fruit in the previous life, and just rushed over to bite, and the tripod cover that was kicked open by itself rolled on the ground, and finally was crushed on its own head.

　　The monsters that originally surrounded Zhang Lin had become fewer and fewer.

　　There were only a few left. Looking at Zhang Lin who had finished so quickly, a hint of admiration rose in his heart.

　　I thought it would take some effort, but what I didn't expect was solved so easily.

　　The gunshots in the hall continued, and Fatty Wang and Xue Li Yang had already dealt with more than a dozen of the largest gangsters.

　　Seeing that he was temporarily safe here, Huba couldn't help but let out a breath.

　　Start dealing with the submachine gun he nearly killed.

　　When the drum was finished, he stood up.

　　I wanted to help Fatty and the others, but when I got up, I saw an indescribably weird scene.

　　The six-legged black cauldron that had lost the cauldron cover was full of white flowers.

　　There are men and women of all ages, but there are only seventeen or eighteen.

　　These corpses were piled up in white solidified grease, and the grease was as transparent as skin jelly, so it looked like they had been made into wax corpses.

　　The blood on the corpse was full of blood, and the expression on Hu Bayi's face at this moment was unusually ugly.

　　This time, Shirley Yang really got it right.

　　Sure enough, it is a cauldron for burning and boiling corpses for sacrifice to heaven.

　　These corpses were probably the owners of the strange clothes on the roof. Perhaps they were the most prestigious among the Yi people captured by King Xian, as well as the family members of King Yi.

　　As early as the Xia and Shang dynasties, there was a record of sacrificing the gods of heaven and earth with ding-cooking people, and the identity of the people who were cooked should not be ordinary, otherwise it would be considered disrespectful to the gods.

　　Judging from the current situation, it seems that King Xian really died before he held the ceremony of stepping on the dragon to the sky.

　　So the cauldron hasn't come in handy yet.

　　Such a method made Huba feel a little suffocated.

　　King Xian has already achieved this for the sake of his unreachable things.

　　Hu Ba thought about the wicked smile of the ghost in the corner of the palace just now. Could it be that he wanted to organize them to open the lid of the cauldron? Could it be that there are some hideous secrets in the cauldron? .

Chapter 253

　　Chapter [-] Burning the Heavenly Palace

　　These people look a little weird.

　　It's like it was made like this abruptly.

　　The picture is cruel!

　　I really can't get a second look.

　　Then I wanted to turn around and leave.

　　But before he took two steps, he felt a scorching airflow coming out of the black tripod.

　　I saw that the six beast-footed elephants under the tripod were six fire unicorns, facing inwards, corresponding to each other. Six fire pillars were ejected from their beast mouths.

　　The corpses in the cauldron were wrapped in fire and hot oil, and they quickly began to melt. A strong smell of oil refining permeated the hall. This strong smell was disgusting.

　　Huba stood so close, the smell hit him right in the face.

　　Almost fainted.

　　The six-legged black cauldron turned into a big fireball at this moment, and the roaring flames reflected the entire apse.

　　I saw more than a dozen sets of exotic costumes hanging on the top of the hall, all of which were different, and the clothes of these ancients did not seem to be prepared for living people.

　　Zhang Lin also saw the situation on Hu Bayi's side.

　　Know the current crisis situation.

　　The palace is made of nanmu wood.

　　According to this fire, this place will become a fire palace in no time.

　　Originally, King Xian was going to burn it on the queuing platform from the time of offering sacrifices to heaven, but it ignited in the hall, and the fire burned even more.

　　The main body of Lingyun Tiangong is a Nanmu and brick structure. It is built on top of the dragon halo.

　　There were still four or five ferocious monsters left in the hall.

　　Fatty Wang and Xue Li Yang were fighting around the stone tablet in the corner with them.

　　Started by this sudden huge fire, they all changed color suddenly, and rushed to the short corridor connecting the front hall.

　　Zhang Lin stayed in the rear of the palace.

　　But the Huba one or three people in front had not yet walked to the top of the short corridor, as if it had collapsed.

　　It collapsed suddenly, blocking the exit.

　　The cover is that there is no gap at all.

　　For a while, the three of them didn't know whether to be happy or complain.

　　If you just took a few steps faster, you might be crushed into meat sauce by these boulders.

　　Now the only exit is no, there is no way to escape.

　　In no time, the flames in this temple will be swallowed up.

　　Now with the equipment they have now, trying to put out the fire is nothing short of a dream. The heat wave in the hall hits my face, and I feel that my eyebrows are about to be scorched by the fire.

　　Zhang Lin also retreated to the side of the three of them at this time.

　　His arrival gave Huba a sigh of relief, and he was the only one who would feel much more secure.

　　At this moment, Fatty Wang was in a hurry. When Huba saw this, he dragged him and said to them, "Don't panic, first use the water in the kettle to get your hair wet."

　　Hubayi's words did not seem to make him feel at ease.

　　Still worried.

　　"Doesn't that mean you don't care about your head? Besides, this little water is useless at all... What is it?"