At the edge of the garbage mountain, figures of different shapes were running rapidly, seemingly exerting all their strength.
Right behind them, a huge billowing dark cloud had floated in. It was the terrifying storm that the natives had turned pale upon hearing!
The dark clouds are composed of countless micro-robots. They have streamlined bodies and sharp serrated knives that can easily cut and shred any object. There are even combination tools in their head area that can be switched at any time to facilitate their decomposition.
Extract all kinds of garbage.
These micro-robots are like a dense army of locusts, constantly moving forward in the air. When they get close to the garbage mountain, they begin to disperse rapidly, like a large drop of sticky ink, which begins to spread in the clear water!
The entire garbage mountain was gradually swallowed up and surrounded by dark clouds. A dense "rustling" sound was heard, and the complete garbage visible to the naked eye immediately disintegrated into powder like crispy clods of soil. At the same time, the powder continued to surge like a boiling pot.
Even metal substances have no chance of being spared and even disintegrate faster!
This horrific scene is one that people will never forget, and they will try their best to avoid the spreading dark clouds.
Because of the delay, Uncle Jim and others were only a few dozen meters away from the dark clouds, and as time went by, the distance between the two parties was also rapidly shortening!
Uncle Jim was very anxious when he saw this. He ran quickly and urged desperately, trying to get his companions away from this terrifying storm as soon as possible.
For the natives, this is an invincible existence, and there is no other way to fight except avoidance!
Morris ran at the back of the team, dragging a floating unconscious man on his legs. Although it looked light and effortless, in fact it still affected his running speed.
Seeing that the distance between Morris and the team was getting farther and farther, Uncle Jim couldn't help but yelled: "Maurice, throw away your pocket quickly, so you can run faster!"
"But...Uncle Jim, it would be such a pity to throw these away..."
Morris ran out of breath. He shouted in response while running, but never let go of the pocket on his back.
"How long has it been and you are still thinking about these things? If you don't throw them away, you won't be able to save your life!"
Uncle Jim was so angry that he stopped. When Morris came closer, he grabbed the torn bag on his back and threw it into the "dark clouds" behind him.
The torn bag was still in mid-air when it was wrapped by densely packed micro-robots in the dark clouds. Then it floated slowly as if it had lost gravity, and rapidly disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Morris, who was still a little unwilling at first, could only retract his regretful eyes when he saw this, turned around and continued running.
But after this short delay, the distance between the two of them and the "dark cloud" has become much closer!
The "buzzing" sound was like ringing next to the ears, and the strange sound of the metal blades rubbing against each other made people's scalp tingle uncontrollably.
"Maurice, jump on my back and I will carry you away!"
Uncle Jim's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice suddenly became hoarse. After he growled lowly, he didn't allow Morris to refuse at all, so he grabbed him and threw him behind him. At the same time, he grabbed Morris's hand with his other hand.
robe, fastening it firmly to the body.
As for the unconscious man who was always floating, he also landed on Uncle Jim. He was still swaying with the rhythm of running, and looked like a big tail that was constantly waving!
"Uncle Jim, run quickly, those monsters are already catching up!"
Morris, who was lying on Uncle Jim's back, looked back and saw a small group of micro-robots suddenly breaking out of the formation and rushing towards them.
When Uncle Jim heard this, he didn't react at all, he just kept running with his head down.
"No, those monsters are going to touch... no, they have already touched the man's legs!"
Hearing Morris's exclamation, Uncle Jim's heart trembled, and he drove out with all his strength, and the speed actually increased!
However, this has reached Uncle Jim's ultimate speed, and it is also an insurmountable shackle for mortals. No matter how hard he tries, it will not help!
As for the mysterious man who was touched by the dark cloud, Uncle Jim has already sentenced him to death in his heart, because there has never been any object that can resist the decomposition and cutting of this micro-robot, not even metal, let alone flesh and blood?
Even if the opponent is lucky enough to survive, it will be difficult to save his legs. In such an environment where there is a lack of medical treatment and medicine, he will not be able to survive for long!
"Thank you for your efforts and being our shield!"
After a moment of silence for this unlucky guy, Uncle Jim concentrated on staring at the rugged road ahead to avoid accidentally slipping and falling.
But at this moment, Morris's exclamation came from behind again.
"Oh my God, Uncle Jim, those monsters landed on that man, but they didn't decompose him, but suddenly stopped moving for some reason?"
"What did I see? These monsters were fighting with their own kind, trying to protect the man from harm!"
"It's incredible, Uncle Jim, those monsters actually stood behind us, preventing the terrifying storm from getting closer!"
Listening to Morris's rambling exclamation, Uncle Jim finally couldn't restrain his curiosity and turned back to take a look.
It was the scene he saw at this glance that made Uncle Jim so frightened that he almost threw Morris out from behind!
It turned out that the unconscious man's body was actually covered with those terrifying metal bugs, and he was only one step away from touching his body.
Looking at those monsters with sharp metal cutting teeth, Uncle Jim was enlightened. No wonder he felt that Morris behind him was getting heavier and heavier. Now it seemed that it was the accumulated weight of these metal bugs!
But what is shocking is that these terrifying metal bugs, which used to make the natives tremble upon hearing them, did not decompose the unconscious man's body, but formed a protective shell to firmly protect him.
Whenever other metal bugs landed on the man's body, they would immediately be attacked crazily by these protectors. As sparks flickered, one metal bug after another kept falling to the ground.
In addition to these metal bugs that protect their bodies, there are also some metal bugs behind them that form a line of defense and collide with the dark clouds that are constantly coming.
Dense metal crisp sounds and electric sparks came one after another, and as Uncle Jim ran forward, a trail of flames actually appeared!
It is precisely because of the obstruction of these metal bugs that Uncle Jim and Morris were able to persist for such a long time, otherwise they would have been swallowed up by the rushing dark clouds, and then no pieces of armor would be left behind!
While secretly shocked, Uncle Jim also became deeply curious and vigilant about the initiator of all this, the comatose man who was full of mysterious and strange aura.
"Uncle Jim, we are almost reaching the cliff!"
Morris' reminder came from behind, which startled Uncle Jim, who was a little distracted, and he quickly came back to his senses.
Looking at the cliff appearing in front of him, Uncle Jim took a deep breath, suddenly roared, and flew into the air!