My Doomsday Territory Chapter 666
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Chapter 666: 666
“We . . . where is this . . . where? Why . . . feel . . . more and more cold . . . “
Fat man’s teeth tremble .
Someone has to deal with himself and fiddled with the guidebird? The balding middle-aged could not help thinking, but he stared at the wandering guidebird for a period of time, judging by his knowledge, the guidebird was not passive, but was . . . disturbed .
But how could there be no trace of illusion around .
Yes . . . the guide bird is frozen!
The first time he entered Frost Hell was minus fifty to sixty degrees, and now it is estimated to be minus eighty or ninety . . . If not for the green uniforms, the combat suits are warm enough, and in this environment, they may have only 20% to 30% of their combat effectiveness . Will continue to decrease .
Thinking, the balding middle-aged could not help but tighten the neckline of the combat uniform . In the cold frost hell, only this non-thick combat uniform could bring him the warmth .
“After we entered Frost Hell, we ran for 7 minutes and 35 seconds in a straight line, and then the guidebird began to have problems, and our direction of change has changed repeatedly . “
“Before that, we were on the right track, so we should go back to the original course . “
The bald middle-aged closed his eyes and sketched out a plan in his mind .
Their average speed is meters / second, and the time is 455 seconds in total . The subsequent movement routes are left, top left, left, top, top right, bottom right, and right . . . time is . . .
“follow me . “
After a while, on the snow where no trace was visible, the suit man crouched down, and a distorted symbol appeared in his eyes .
“This is where we just walked . “
“go!”
Three people plus one controlled puppet run fast .
“What’s that?” A bright red appeared on the silver-white snow in the distance, striking .
Close enough to realize that the red creature was huge .
At a height of four or five floors, it lies horizontally on a larger ice wafer platform, surrounded by huge icicles of 100 meters high . In the middle of the icicles, on the round platform, there is a huge “dragon” with dorsal wings, and At this time, the dragon was fixed on the round table by numerous ice anchors, and the cracked wound was frozen with ice crystals, which could not heal, move, and escape .
Its huge eyes were closed and motionless, but the faint faint radiance was still trembling in the bald middle-aged three .
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It’s extraordinary!
Extraordinary beings that are hard to see in the organization, locked here like dead dogs .
Could not help but shake their faith .
The gap between organization and green shade is bigger than expected!
“Can we . . . really rescue that adult?”
Bald-headed middle-aged quickly converged, bypassing the Red Dragon, “Can’t save it . “
The other two looked at them in surprise, and the bald middle-aged added, “It’s the same to let him shut up completely . . . it’s a mission!
At that time, we use the fat ‘gate’ ability to escape, and we do n’t have to worry about being detected abnormally by the channel guards . The success rate is above 60% . The only danger is that the patroller hits **** halfway . “
. . .
Pale prison, above ground .
Watch Tower .
From the outside, there is only a five-story surveillance tower, and there is another inside .
The interior of the high tower leads directly from the bottom of the tower to the top of the tower . Standing on the ground floor, the height inside the tower cannot be estimated . I see the surrounding walls, one by one, the bright monitoring pictures, there are shallow white passages in the prison, and the prisoners are asleep , Prisoners who tried to contact the outside world with special abilities and . . . prisoners who found that their abilities were imprisoned and wanted to commit suicide by hitting a wall, but were healed by the colorless gas ejected from the cell when they were half dead .
The green shade law is generally rarely detained against thieves and petty fights . It only punishes some source crystals, but the base number is set there . According to the estimation of the Ministry of Intelligence, there are three figures in the head every day . The spies sneak into the green, some are just ordinary people, there are also awakeners, high-level awakeners . . . at the high-level, they are eligible to enjoy the treatment in the single room of the pale prison .
“We need surveillance footage of Frost Prison . “
Slightly immature but said with a bit of majestic dark hair girl .
She was an honorary student at the World Tree Institute for a year and a half, and studied under the head of the Green Shadow Information Department, Lan Qingya . She is young at her own age .
“Please follow me . “
The watch secretly docked, wearing sunglasses, and nodded in fear of being blinded by the countless staff . He stretched out his index finger to connect with the watch dedicated to the Watch Tower, with a slight tremor, and the edges were dark blue . The ring rose, holding a few people gradually rising, very stable .
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The monitoring picture of the deep prison is much thinner .
As the balding middle-aged speculated, deep prisons have extremely harsh environments for imprisoning imprisoned prisoners, and ordinary surveillance has long been supported in this environment .
The “Eye of Surveillance” used in deep prisons is highly concealed and has good resistance . It is divided into three grades of B, A, and S . The surveillance radius is 100-900 meters away . In the past year, few fine drawings were available .
The only flaw is that the “Eye of Surveillance” has a scarce main material . After analysis, it is found that the pupils of the “Evil Eye Clan” can replace that main material, but the “Evil Eye Clan” is almost extinct .
“Cut 3-21 . “
. . .
In Frost Hell,
Bald-headed middle-aged people squatted, stared blankly, and were buried in the snow, leaving only one head of the senior organization .
——Compared with other fire prisons and ice prisons, it is too grounded to bury the snow .
But the senior was still awake, and the first sentence to see them was: “The ‘door’ cannot leave Hell, but I have a way to escape, you must dig me out . “
It looks like middle-aged through a bald head .
He didn’t look so good at this meeting, and gestured at the 250-pound fat man .
The fat man pulled back a few steps, folded his hands, spread his arms, and encouraged:
“door–“
After a moment, a two-meter-high, seventy-eight-centimeter-wide portal gradually took shape . The fat man was pale and panting, but his eyes were extremely bright .
“success……”
Suddenly there was a burning flame across from the door, and the scorching fire snake burned the fat man . He instinctively flew out . The area not covered by the combat suit was burned with pain .
His source of power was disordered for a moment, and the portal was shattered like a bubble .
But for a brief moment, let them see clearly the opposite side of the portal, the familiar Jiao Hong hell!
Can’t get out!
Bald-headed middle-aged people can only find a way to rescue the high-level man . At first glance, he saw that the high-level man was buried in the ground . The imprisonment was not as noble as the fire dragon in front . He thought it should not be difficult to break .
however……
The bald middle-aged man looks at his hands . These fingers are extraordinary, and the hands that have experienced hundreds of millions of life-level battles can’t . . . dig .
The senior management of the organization seems to have expected this scene, “Only if you can’t do it, take my token, and find a big man in the depths of Frost Hell, and your task will be completed . “
“It’s so simple to escape the pale hell?” Fatty blurted out .
The senior who was planted in the ground issued a “桀桀” weird smile, “Of course it is not that simple . We suspect that this prison has a special space restriction ~ www . novelhall . com ~ No space ability can communicate with the outside world, but . . . . . . Lu Yin is too arrogant, and just Frost Hell is holding a lot of tyrannical existences, as long as the prohibitions on these existences can be lifted and released . . . “
His eyes were deep, “In just a moment, the entire pale prison, including Greenery City, would burst like a bubble . “
. . .
“Sorry, it’s our oversight . “
The staff of the surveillance tower suddenly shed cold sweat . You must know that the intelligence department is also responsible for handling bribery and communication with the enemy . He does not want to be the same as the prison guards who leaked prison information due to bribery .
“It’s not your cause, it’s a plan . “
The dark-haired girl Zeng Yanyu said something and stopped talking .
The staff did not understand, but did not dare to ask .
A supervisor of the Tower of Surveillance jumped from the nearby steps to the round platform . He explained, “Because of its special abilities, and the props from the countless relics of the Origin Star, sometimes the items that I want to hide are dependent on illusions . It’s impossible to torture . . . As far as I know, there are several ways to actively forget the memory . “
For example, the “Twisted Eyes” executive has SS-class secrets and deserves special treatment . . . He didn’t say this .
The staff nodded ignorantly .
At first, it was very esoteric . No wonder other people are already leaders, and they are just a puppet .
But . . . in the surveillance picture, a few bald middle-aged people approached a large body carefully, while perceiving the spread and paying attention to the presence of patrols, while searching for possible traps like sweeping mines . . . but couldn’t find the eyes of surveillance, he I feel very happy-who makes these people better than him .
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