The fourth thousand two hundred and sixteenth chapter the mining of violence
"roll!"
With a roar, the figures approaching were frozen in place at the same time.
They felt the aura of the God King, their souls trembled with fear, and they immediately gave up the idea of robbing the treasure.
Tang Zhen finally took action and applied a seal again, turning the descendants and the zombie army into balls of light.
In the dazzling light, the light balls flew wildly, causing chaos in an instant.
When the light balls dispersed again, the breath became exactly the same, and it was no longer possible to tell which one was the descendant.
"I'm afraid it won't be that easy if you want to get through it!"
There was another voice, coming from the dark starry sky, with strong malice.
Tang Zhen issued a warning, but the other party still refused to give up, obviously relying on something.
"If you dare to reach out, your claws will be cut off!"
Tang Zhen snorted coldly, and in the next moment he approached the exit, trying to pocket the ball of light.
"Put it down!"
The voice sounded again, and then a ferocious hand was seen striking Tang Zhen's position.
The aura of the God King is also not concealed.
"You want to rob someone, you just don't know how to live or die!"
Tang Zhen roared angrily, turned into a giant, and punched the big hand.
"boom!"
A loud noise was heard, the dark starry sky shook endlessly, and the surrounding gods were affected one after another.
One by one, they screamed in agony and tried their best to escape from the battlefield while resolving the impact.
This is a battle between the God-Kings. If we stay and watch without knowing whether to live or die, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Not only are there no benefits to be gained, but one's own life is at stake, and there is nowhere to take revenge or reason.
I was even more shocked. I didn't expect that among the group of descendants, there would be a powerful God King.
If it weren't for this incident, I'm afraid he still wouldn't show up.
It was unbelievable when I first thought about it, but when I thought about it more, I thought it was natural. It is not surprising that the tomb of an ancient god-king attracted the covetous attention of the god-king.
The reason why the other party keeps a low profile is probably because he is afraid of meeting the hidden boss. If he openly takes advantage of him, he will definitely be retaliated against.
Even if the ancient god king can fall, how can the god king monks dare to be too arrogant?
What's more, when exploring tombs and salvaging, the competition is about the methods of the descendants, so it is natural to hide their identities.
While the gods were thinking to themselves, they heard a roar, and the sneak attack hand was smashed into pieces.
A group of shadows approached quickly, and when the big hand was smashed by Tang Zhen, it immediately turned into a huge head.
"You dare to hurt me?"
The head made of shadows glared at Tang Zhen fiercely, looking furious.
"It doesn't matter if I hurt you, if you don't get out, I will kill you!"
As soon as Tang Zhen finished speaking, a rule talisman was taken out, emitting an astonishing aura.
This rule talisman is the work of the ancient god king. If you are not the lord of the fourth war zone, you will not be able to buy it even if you have money.
"..."
Feeling the breath, the expression of the shadow head suddenly changed, and the next moment it disintegrated and dissipated.
He did not attack again, nor did he leave any harsh words, but simply fled the battlefield.
"I guess you are sensible..."
Tang Zhen put away the rules talisman and looked coldly at the dark starry sky, knowing that the other party had indeed escaped.
This kind of terrifying rule talisman can kill even the ancient god king, but the other party has no courage to resist it.
After weighing the pros and cons, flee the battlefield decisively, otherwise you will be seriously injured even if you don't die from Tang Zhen's blow.
The other party was decisive and did not bet on whether Tang Zhen would activate the magic talisman, otherwise he would definitely lose miserably.
As long as Tang Zhen has the knife in his hand, he won't hesitate at all when he strikes. If the opponent hesitates for a few seconds, the magic talisman of the rules will hit him head and face.
The robbers were driven away by Tang Zhen, and the surrounding area was deserted. No one could affect Tang Zhen anymore.
He raised his hand and made a slight move, and all the light balls were collected into the Kingdom of God in his mind.
Choosing a direction, Tang Zhen turned into a stream of light and disappeared in an instant.
…
Accompanied by the roar of machines, giant mine carts shuttle through the urban forests, leaving deep traces wherever they pass.
Many houses and buildings were directly crushed by mining trucks and turned into piles of ruins.
This kind of intelligent mining vehicle weighs tens of thousands of tons and has functions such as detection mining, primary selection and semi-refining.
Accompanied by the sound of rocks shattering, the earth was riddled with holes, and sprayed gravel and soil flew all over the sky.
The surrounding plants were constantly hit by falling stones, and soon became bare.
The originally green mountains were also covered with gravel, leaving only an ugly and monotonous black color.
On the suspended platform not far away, several operators gathered together to monitor the operation of the mining vehicle.
They are in a rotunda, surrounded by special screens, and can switch to various viewing angles at will.
The operating data of the mining vehicle, the amount of ore harvested, and the surrounding terrain environment can all be clearly seen.
It's a very easy job, requiring almost no effort, but it's a bit boring.
While they were working, they would occasionally chat.
"No. 27 metal, only three kilograms have been collected so far. I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet the above requirements."
A statistical staff member looked at the information on the screen and said with a slightly worried voice.
"There's no way around it. Metal No. 27 is very rare and can be said to be priceless.
It's not easy to get even a gram, let alone thousands of kilograms at a time, which would require mining the entire planet.
Fortunately, there was this planet, located in the center of the explosion, which dropped a large amount of No. 27 metal dust.
If this were not the case, I am afraid there would be no possibility of completing the mission.”
Another staff member said in a thankful tone.
While the two were talking, a staff member next to them was playing with a black dagger.
When someone asked about the origin of the dagger, he smiled and said: "These are the weapons of the indigenous people. They call them magic weapons, and they regard them as treasures and must protect them even if they risk their lives."
I was curious, so I used the equipment to scan it, and found out that it was a low-grade alloy.
After discovering this, I laughed so hard that my stomach hurt.
Those ignorant and backward races will probably never imagine that what they call magical weapons cannot even meet the standards of defective products in our automatic factories."
When he said this, he smiled proudly, as did other staff members.
There was pride in the laughter, a sense of superiority.
"The most ridiculous thing is that they firmly believe in the existence of gods and say that gods will return sooner or later.
I kindly told them that the gods their ancestors encountered were probably the detectors we sent.
After he came to this planet, he was regarded as a god by these stupid natives, and because his descendants continued to brag and exaggerate, he became omnipotent."
Fiddling with the dagger in his hand, the staff showed disdain and continued to say in a mocking tone: "As a result, those stupid natives didn't believe the truth I told them at all, and stubbornly believed that I was deliberately deceiving.
They stubbornly claim that once the gods return, these primitive weapons will have magical powers."
When the staff member said this, he raised the dagger in his hand and said with disdain: "Such a weapon made of inferior alloy and engraved with original characters is actually regarded as a sacred object by them. It is simply ridiculous.
It’s no wonder that a low-level race like this would be conquered and enslaved. I would say they should be completely wiped out to avoid wasting survival resources.”
As he spoke, he raised the dagger in his hand and was about to throw it out of the window.
As a result, at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the distance, and the mined mountain shook violently.
At this moment, the ring screen suddenly turned red, indicating that an extremely dangerous item had been encountered.
The stunned staff heard a shrill scream before they could figure out what was going on.
The staff member, who was holding a black dagger and full of contempt for the natives, was cut in half and was dying in a pool of blood.
The black dagger he despised was wrapped in a stream of light several meters long, with mysterious runes constantly flashing on its surface.
It cut open the body of the staff member and floated quietly in the air, emitting waves of frightening buzzing sounds.