Chapter 590 The Melon-Eating Party Will Always Protect the Little Monsters

This black briefcase-like thing is not like the home-made goods made from daily necessities last time, but high-end goods made of professional materials, which ensures that the burning area, temperature, and duration are beyond imagination.

Setting the countdown on the LCD screen to ten seconds, Luke threw the "super crematorium" into the middle of the cave and ran away.

Not only did he have to avoid the fire of hell that was about to ignite, but several oval objects in the cave near him also slowly opened their mouths.

Without even looking, Luke knew that the eggs were those weird long-tailed bugs, and he didn't want to let this disgusting thing slap on his face.

After rushing out of the hole, he turned and ran back.

After this delay, the time for the relics to change is coming again.

Ten seconds later, a loud noise echoed in the monster's lair, and along with the loud noise, countless burning semi-viscous objects were sprayed out, covering the entire lair.

They cling to egg-shaped objects, walls, ceilings, and burn like crazy.

Those egg-shaped objects were burned and burst open one after another, and the long-tailed monster inside just got out, and suddenly it was stained with a burning semi-viscous object, and immediately ran wildly.

But all around was this burning semi-viscous substance, and they couldn't get far before they were burned and curled up, turned into a mass of coke, and stood still.

The changes in the ruins also started again, and with the rumbling sound, the huge cave that was caught in the sea of ​​fire also sank.

Somewhere at the bottom of the ruins, a large group of black monsters turned their heads and looked at them, as if they had noticed something.

But a huge roar sounded not far away, and they immediately turned back and looked at the behemoth in front of them.

This behemoth was lying on a huge sac, and its head, neck, torso, limbs, and tail were all bound by steel brackets and chains, making it almost impossible to move.

Its overall shape is exactly the same as that of the black monster, but the head is not a simple and smooth spindle shape, but the rear is larger, with neat horn-like parts like deer antlers, and it looks like a crown.

This giant monster was roaring in pain, and many parts of its body had broken large holes, and a large stream of yellow-green slurry was gushing out of the wound, quickly corroding the steel shackles on its body.

Within a few minutes, most of the steel shackles that bound it were broken, and it struggled, and the steel shackles and chains shattered section by section.

Roaring up to the sky, it stood up from the huge sac, its body separated from the sac, and a large piece of viscous and turbid liquid surged out from the broken sac.

The giant monster roared and took a step, and the ground shook.

Then it took the second step, the third step, and the staggering step stabilized.

The giant monster roared up to the sky again, as if excited that he had finally escaped from the cage.

Luke, who had just returned to the spot and turned with everyone, glanced at a passage somewhere.

In another room of the ruins, the four-eyed mask and the dog-head mask also dropped the stump of the black monster in their hands and looked in the direction where the roar came from.

They looked at each other and put their masks back on.

The difference from just now is that there are two more symbols on the originally smooth forehead part of their helmets, like two paddles.

Then, the four eyes and the dog's head roared up to the sky at the same time, seeming to respond to the roar of the giant monster, and accelerated their feet and rushed towards the bottom of the ruins.

Luke's side also set off again after the terrain changed.

This terrain change has almost no effect on the defense location where the expedition team is located, and he can go down again to clear the black monsters.

Tossing and turning in the maze-like ruins, running for a few hundred meters, his feet stopped.

There was a roar from the front passage.

He looked strange, moved his gaze at the entrance of the passage, stuck his head out and looked inside.

Here again, there is a huge space. The square field of seven or eight meters high and fifty or sixty meters long is concave step by step, forming a field similar to a stadium stand.

The surrounding is not a straight auditorium, various sculptures and sturdy square stone pillars are neatly arranged.

Of course, these things are all in pieces now.

In the field, the two parties are fighting together.

One is a black monster, and the other is two masked creatures with four eyes and a dog's head.

But the two sides were divided into two groups.

Four Eyes is being chased and beaten by a giant black monster, completely lost its previous mighty attitude, looking very embarrassed.

This giant black monster is terrifyingly powerful. With a spear in its four eyes, it can only resist its attacks occasionally.

More often, the four eyes can only use the statues and stone pillars in the field to hinder the opponent's attack.

The dog head fought fiercely with dozens of ordinary black monsters. The six-clawed odd-shaped dart in one hand flew out from time to time, cutting the body of a black monster, or pinching it in his hand and cutting the head of the monster in the way.

The double-headed spear in the other hand spins and dances, killing the black monster that intercepted it.

Luke smacked his lips, thinking that these two might not last long.

Who should I help? This question appeared in Luke's mind.

After a moment, he made a decision - no one would help.

The black monster killed dozens of expedition members, but the masked creature also killed several.

For the expedition, both sides were enemies.

They like to fight each other, so fight each other.

Not long after the four eyes and the dog head showed up in Luke, they quickly glanced here, but saw him leaning leisurely on the corner stone wall, with his arms folded on his chest, a gesture of watching a good show.

They also seemed to sense Luke's intention to stand by, and immediately turned their attention back to the battle.

It's a pity that Luke's idea of ​​watching a good show was shattered too quickly.

Luke, who was holding his hands as a powerful melon-eating party, suddenly sighed: "I hate this brainless monster the most."

The HK416 in his hand suddenly lifted and his body took a few steps back.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

The two black monsters that rushed forward and backward into the passageway began to struggle miserably.

Luke's bullets seemed to have been negotiated with them.

As soon as their heads came in through the opening, the bullets arrived synchronously and hit their big heads.

Rifle rounds can't penetrate their big heads directly, but it's not difficult to hit.

The two black monsters struggled on their backs and fell away.

Luke stood still, bowed slightly, raised his gun with both hands, and pulled the trigger again in a standard shooting stance.

Boom! Boom!

The two black monsters who were still struggling in midair burst out with two globs of slurry, and their bodies twitched and rolled down the boulder stairs.

Both sides of the fierce battle noticed the movement here.

But Siyan and Dogtou couldn't take care of themselves and continued to run for their lives, and the gun wasn't fired at them anyway.

Only the black monsters that were too rich in troops were separated into seven or eight, and they rushed over, with a posture that they were going to drop him in seconds.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Luke's mouth: "There is no melon party here, they can't protect you."