.     "Don't we're dead."

In the confrontation with three hundred people, Hussein took the lead in breaking his silence and issued a declaration of defeat.

This crazy morale behavior naturally aroused dissatisfaction. Wang Wu cursed angrily: "Your naked reverse racist speech cannot get a salary! Even if you want to change your job and become a public intellectual, you must have basic professional skills, okay? Now the threshold for this industry is too low, and you can get in with the bull and horse face, and everyone is under great pressure!"

"I……"

Hussein only felt his bones stuck in his throat, and he couldn't start talking thousands of words.

"What do you want to say?"

The prince explained pessimisticly: "The three hundred steel golems are a bit too much. When we opened the land last time, only two such guards made the entire team mess up."

"If you continue, it has no other function except for making people feel that your land reclamation team is incompetent. The opponents are just a few hundred people. I'll show you the monster!"

Amid Hussein's rolling and wailing, Wang Wu stepped forward without hesitation, as if the three hundred Terminators in front of him were just wooden stakes that were mermaid meat.

"Wang Wu, are you crazy!?"

Thirty years ago, a team composed of top mainlanders could only deal with three or five terminators at most. No matter how many people were, it would be the rhythm of destroying the group. Now there are 300 terminators!

Hussein still remembered the tragic situation at that time. The only person he could talk about in the team and was called a friend was that he died tragically at the hands of the Terminator.

The Terminator of the Ancient Ruins is not the kind of destruction. They just move faster, have a stronger structure, and have a more diverse ranged weapons. Objectively speaking, their combat effectiveness is actually not as good as a warrior with a score of 2,000 points in the ladder.

However, under the protection of the ancient laws, these terminators became very terrifying. The dream builders' dream projections, whether they are meteorites from the sky or lightning, are completely invalid. The powerful warriors summoned from the dream space will be wiped out the same as the terminal. As for the moves such as dream invasion, it is even more ridiculous. This kind of steel golem has no independent consciousness at all, so how can dreams come to? The only moves that the dream builders can only strengthen themselves and imitate warriors to fight with power.

However, the transformation of the body is still based on the effect of dream building. Not to mention that in ancient ruins, dream building will be greatly suppressed, and the enhancement effect of dream builders will be weakened. Once you have a head-on contact with the Terminator, the strengthening of the dream builders for many years will be put into vain.

Hussein saw with his own eyes that a dream builder who transformed himself into a frost giant was directly taken out by the Terminator as if he was digging tofu. The hard and iron-hard muscles seemed to be gone! Some priests also tried to transform themselves, but the Terminator swept with a red gaze and was wiped out.

Those warriors are in better condition, but those who practice dream martial arts are in bad condition. For example, those who practice true qi are easily obsessed with the Terminator when fighting.

Later, under the command of the old one-eyed, the team gained a foothold little by little, and reversed and turned the tables. But even if the old one-eyed resurrection and faced the three hundred terminators, I was afraid that I could only kneel down.

In just a moment, Hussein had already thoughts in his mind, but Wang Wu's movements were faster than his thinking. After taking the first step, his body seemed to split into two, one stayed in place, maintaining the movement of stepping forward. The other had already appeared in front of the ultimate phalanx.

"So fast!?"

That was a block that Hussein could not understand. In ancient ruins, humans could almost only fight with their most basic attributes, and humans could never be so fast.

Because it is because of human beings? If you have such strength, maybe...

Just when Hussein was slightly expecting, he found that after Wang Wu flashed in an instant, he did not launch an attack. His dagger was infinitely close to the key points of the Terminator in front of him, but did not go further.

"?"

Then, Wang Wu took back the dagger. He tilted his head in confusion, then tiptoed and reached out to hit the Terminator's metal head, making a crisp sound.

The Ultimate lowered his head in confusion, and his dark red eyes scanned Wang Wu's body back and forth. After a while, he raised his head and looked straight ahead, just pretending that he didn't see anything.

Yinshuang asked later: "Wang Wu, what's going on?"

"It seems that there is no hostility towards us...it is probably because we are our own people."

As he said that, Wang Wu smiled with a little self-deprecating smile: "I thought that after I made a decision, I was already inseparable from the ancient times. I didn't expect that others would still be thinking about me."

While talking, a person who was obviously taller and walked out of the Terminator's square formation. Its height was at least twice as tall as Wang Wu, and its eyes changed into blue and red lights.

“#￥?”

Wang Wu raised his head and opened his mouth to answer, but he didn't know when to say it.

"Damn it, I seem to have forgotten what I said in my mother tongue, Sister Yinshuang, do you still remember?"

"How could I remember..."

The tall terminator could not get an answer, and then changed his tone and asked questions repeatedly. Until finally, even Wang Wu was a little impatient, he finally switched to the right channel.

"Why are you here? Didn't you hear the alarm?"

Wang Wuyi was shocked: "Oh, you can actually speak Penglai?"

When the conversation was established, the Terminator warned again: "The refuge has entered the red alert, please return to your room quickly!"

When Wang Wu heard this, his glasses lit up: Although this big robot spoke smoothly, his brain was obviously not very useful. Its recognition module only retains basic functions and does not add advanced artificial intelligence to process complex information. Wang Wu, an infinitely suspicious passerby, was identified by him as a shelter because he was contaminated with a trace of the ancient times.

Of course, Wang Wu would not take the initiative to reveal the misunderstanding. His lies opened: "I'm lost! I can't find my own room!"

Captain Ultimate said patiently: "Please show your Beep Boy, we will reinstall the map navigation system for you."

"Beeboy lost."

“…”

The huge Terminator seemed to feel ache at this moment. After carefully examining Wang Wu for a long time, he confirmed that this guy seemed to have the right to have the right to have the right to take care of the sanctuary.

“A3023, you are responsible for taking them to the shelter on the third floor of the underground.”

Then, the tall terminator ignored Wang Wu and returned to the middle of the square formation, making a war-preparing posture. A terminator of an ordinary model stepped forward from the square formation to Wang Wu.

The Terminator of the ordinary model was just cannon fodder in the ancient times. Apart from the basic war module, it did not have any unnecessary functions. After standing in front of Wang Wu, he nodded to Wang Wu, and then walked deeper into the ancient ruins.

Wang Wu and others followed the Terminator and quickly crossed the vast first floor square. Not far ahead, the passage to the second floor had already opened its doors.

Hussein was speechless in the oil lamp and felt incredible.

The first floor of the ancient ruins that had tortured the land reclamation group for a week was actually going to be walked over like a flat ground by them?

In the square, in addition to the three hundred ultimates, there are floating turrets that wander in the air; terrifying poisons called nanorobots scattered in the air; and automatic defense towers buried under the floor... These ancient weapons now all show their ferocious claws, but they are not triggered. Just like the three hundred terminators, they silently allow Wang Wu and others to step deeper.

Hussein looked all the way and recalled the hard work of the land reclamation thirty years ago. He felt very sad. Now the legion brought out of the ancient ruins is at least a hundred times that of the past. If he wanted to fight with these guys and break through... it would really make people feel excited when thinking about it.

"It would be great if I just walked to the last level like this. I really don't want to fight such a terrifying opponent."

Hussein in the oil lamp prayed for peace tremblingly, and the adventures thirty years ago left an indelible psychological shadow on him.

However, his prayers were quickly rejected: "It's probably not that easy."

Yinshuang followed Wang Wu and was almost walking, while looking back at the neatly arranged Ultimate plaque in the square, thinking about something.

"Thirty years ago, this refuge should not have fully awakened, and I cannot give out all my strength when facing the invaders. Today, the refuge has achieved stable operation, so it has a powerful military power. But the question is, there are obviously no invaders here, so why do you need to enter the red alert? What is the refuge guarding? Judging from the situation just now, I feel... Rather than saying that they are guarding against foreign invasions, it seems that they are more guarding against internal ghosts. I think starting from the front is the real adventure."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Wu, who was walking in the front, tickled.

"Girl, you really have reached the state of saying things and following the Dharma... We are in trouble."

"trouble?"

Yinshuang frowned in confusion, then she frowned a little under her feet and flashed to Wang Wu's side, gaining the same vision as him.

In front of the line of sight, the steps leading to the second floor have disappeared, and replaced by three hundred pairs of dark red eyes.

“…So that’s the case, is the space twisted?”

Yinshuang was very sure that she had just leaped a step, less than ten meters away, but the position was transferred more than three hundred meters, directly transmitting her from the position close to the second floor to the starting point of the ancient ruins.

"There was such a sharp teleportation technology in the ancient times?"

For powerful dream builders in this continent, although it is difficult to transfer space, it is not a myth, but in the ancient times, where the level of civilization is far higher, there was no such convenient technology.

Wang Wu shrugged: "Even if there is really, it's unreasonable to use it to play with his own people."

The silver-haired girl frowned when she heard this: "That is, it's not the action of a refuge? Then..." (Welcome to your support, it's my greatest motivation.)
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