Just as the group of strange insect-shaped fungi were stagnating in the air and gathering together to build something unknown, an ancient biplane propeller plane flew from the horizon and flew close to the sea of ​​clouds rolling in the turbid black waves.

A few waves quickly surged in the dark tide - about ten meters high, rushing towards the propeller plane with malice.

The driver showed an amazing operating awareness at this moment. After a rapid climb, he then dived down. While the sticky clouds were rolling, he penetrated through the hollow in the middle of the cloud tide and quickly escaped from this chaotic place.

After a brief hovering, the propeller plane landed on the top of Mount Mades. Such a shutdown was full of danger and would fall into the abyss only one step away.

A brown-haired man got off the plane and faced his feat before, without any emotional fluctuations. Instead, he came to Mr. Rod immediately, stretched out his finger and tapped the strange crystal, and said to the person inside.

"Rod, the Academy has known the news that you have been told. Professor Henry Armitage has observed recent astrological abnormalities and asked the school board to send all its forces to support the place, and predicted that this place would be an unprecedented crisis."

The stranger's face with very deep nasolabial folds had no expression fluctuations at all, as if everything outside was a trivial breeze, and his soul had long condensed into an unbreakable shell without any fluctuations.

This kind of cold chat might also be a torture for Mr. Rhodes, and he spoke: "Professor Albert Wilmas, are these Migos you called? What's the price this time?"

The middle-aged man known as Albert Wilmas shrugged and said calmly: "I found these sneaky races at the Migo outpost. The red-headed leader even came out before I could finish the situation, so I didn't ask any more questions. At worst, I could take my brain away and I could carry my research into the next century."

"Migo is also coming here? It's amazing that these interstellar invaders will take the initiative to interfere in the things on earth..."

Mr. Rod sighed, but found that his figure was waving in waves, almost turning into ripples on the broken water surface.

"Don't observe me anymore! Professor! Please stop your behavior immediately!" Mr. Rod said angrily.

Professor Albert Wilmas immediately looked away and said in a constant tone: "Your method is really amazing. No matter how many times you look at it, I feel incredible. If I have these skills of you, I will definitely join the investigation team to continue the investigation and research."

At such a tense moment, I really couldn't stand them having fun here, and quickly reminded: "Two gentlemen, it's not that I intentionally disturbed your reminiscence, but you can also take a look at the occasion. The strange creatures over there seemed to have assembled a weird device..."

The unknown insect and fungi monster relied on amazing operation methods to remove complex parts from somewhere and created a huge cube with a side length of twenty feet. Each side of the cube was covered with irregular small convex windows composed of blurry and impermeable substances, like glass.

The three-headed monster held the machine tightly and slowly flew to the chaotic and dark tide zone, avoiding the leaping clouds and fogs and constantly moving forward. As time passed, the shape of these filthy clouds became more and more like soft claw-like objects.

Finally, the flying monsters came to the predetermined area, climbed to a high altitude again, and fell down at an extraordinary speed, like a US stock player who failed to trade stocks, falling to the ground without resistance.

At this time, Professor Albert Wilmas looked at the huge cube machine intently, and suddenly asked as the red light gradually shining on it.

"Rod, do you see that is the thing I think of?"

Mr. Rod said angrily: "Hell, I really hope I didn't guess what you were thinking, but that thing is undoubtedly what you said!"

Professor Albert Wilmas's expression changed drastically, and immediately ran to the rock on the top of Mount Mades, leaning against the rocks on all sides, looking for all these things that could fix themselves.

I watched his actions confusingly, turned my head and found that the three fungal monsters had fallen close to the black tide cloud wall. The cloud-shaped claws ruthlessly grabbed one of them and swallowed them into the rolling thunder clouds.

The other two controlled themselves and almost suicidally rushed towards the claws close to the huge cube machine, rather than letting it touch the huge machine.

The irregular small convex window made of glass-like substance on the machine emitted an extremely unsettling red light at this time, and the outer shell of the machine also emitted constant vibrations, as if some internal switch was turned on and was running wildly.

Under the protection of Santou Migo, the huge machine finally fell straight into the black tide cloud wall, dispersing the last red light in our sight.

However, the next moment, the huge machine fell into the cloud wall, as if it was hit by an invisible giant palm, and a large piece was protruded without warning, and then it began to sink!

The continuous wall of thunderstorms seemed to be controlled by some invisible force, and a wound was torn open. After the dark green mist lost the protection of the thunder clouds, it was finally exposed to the sun, rolling, flowing, and vortexing with the naked eye.

"This is Migo's special machine. When the device is activated, it can pull the deep buried strata and pass through the rock layer above it. This machine can reach four to five miles underground, while affecting an area that is up to one cubic mile."

Mr. Rod introduced me and then said, "Just just now, the machine has captured that area, and the special gravity will continue to affect it, forming a gap that can be broken."

I looked at the dark green fog rolling place, and seemed to see a huge abyss through the chaotic appearance. An unimaginable giant was squirming underneath, emitting a terrifying evil. The huge body staggered to crowd out of the dark opening and walked into people's vision, like a mountain walking between heaven and earth.

"Then why did he lie on the ground?" I asked.

Mr. Rod said seriously: "Because this machine has side effects when used - it causes earthquakes."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise of the sky and the earth shaking accompanied by the vibration of the earth, it reached the location of Mount Mades. The propeller plane parked on the top of the mountain was shaking and uncontrollably slid forward, falling off the cliff, and colliding into a pool of debris on the rock wall. The rolling rocks, falling trees, and pouring mud flow continued to occur along the mountain, as if the towering mountain would be destroyed with one blow!
Chapter completed!