Chapter 2107 (1/2)

Invisible women continue to release transparent positions and try to trap the black smoke cut by the death knell, but the situation is still not optimistic.

Even though the monster wrapped in the cloak has been cutting its flesh, its size has never been smaller. On the contrary, the black smoke that constitutes it seems to be infinite and growing, and it can never be cut off.

This scene reminds Su Ming of Odin's pig, which is the wild boar raised in the hall of spirits. It will be slaughtered every morning and resurrected in the early morning.

The cook always cuts enough food from it. It is clear that the pig is only the size of an elephant, but the meat can't be cut completely.

”Wade! Hurry up

Shouts Su Ming to the warehouse, because the bodyguard is obviously slower than dum and the robots.

It's not that he swayed back and forth, but that the basement was filled with Tayana corpses.

The negative spark explosion did kill these crazy people, but for some unknown reason, all the bodies near the underground area were preserved.

They have no facial features, the light from the door, but it seems that there is a layer of gray gauze shining on them, mercury like faces like a layer of dust, appear hazy.

Dum is directing the robot to search for the body. No one knows what the equipment is on the body. The machine in the green cape is very efficient. People pick up a body, shoot light from both eyes and scan it. If there is nothing, destroy it with a light gun.

We have found some fragmentary things, such as snacks, toys, some personal accessories, but we have not found any props that match the shape of the target.

”Don't worry, Slade. There's a saying in the East that sharpening the knife doesn't miss the woodcutter. As long as I find a more reasonable search method, I'll certainly find what we want faster.”

The Chamberlain bit his finger, and there was a wet mark on the corner of his mask's mouth. He didn't seem to be thinking of a reasonable way, but more like he had some bold idea.

Su Ming is speechless, but the current situation is that dume's machine is not bad for his one labor force, whatever he wants.

The biggest problem is still the death knell itself. The monster wrapped in the cloak is getting bigger and bigger unreasonably. It is trapped in the position squares by the cut black smoke body. Now the squares are almost full of the corridor which is not spacious.

With such a large number of squares, Susan gradually became tired. The sweat stuck her hair to her forehead, like a golden weed.

There is an indescribable premonition in the heart of the funeral bell. With the passage of time, the black smoke monster becomes stronger and stronger. It seems that it has become some kind of extraordinary container, and some unknown existence has begun to pour into its body.

Is it the incarnation of the ancients to come here? It's better not to...

”Victor, burn those bodies with fire. What we're looking for is made of metal, with a high melting point.”

Thinking of the problem of the body, the death knell proposed another way to improve the work efficiency of dum who worked inside. Many things found on those bodies were useless garbage. It was better to cremate them all directly, and finally sift the metal products from the ashes.

Dr. doom had no objection. He ordered the robots to switch to flame spray mode, and he himself made some chemicals with a little magic to boost the combustion.