Eastern mythology system

Chapter 388 Choice
Long Aotian guessed right, Escobar was indeed dumbfounded.

Behind the so-called three chapters of the Covenant, Escobar unsurprisingly concealed some tricks, tricks and other small tricks, allowing his Tomahawk mercenary group to take advantage of the greatest advantage and minimize the risk of loss .

To put it simply, it is someone else who fights the dead, and keeps the advantages and disadvantages of picking up the benefits.

Escobar observed and analyzed coldly, and found that the strength of the guards in each hall was not much different.Even if there is a slight increase gradually, the range is far from being large.If you combine the masters of all the mercenaries here, it won't be a big problem to clear the customs all the way.

Of course, damage is inevitable, but as long as the people who die are not members of the Tomahawk Mercenary Corps, Escobar would like to die as many people as possible.

Escobar, who had succeeded in his plot, set foot on the floor tiles of the hall together with the four golden fighters, Eusebio, Gaia, and Roger, who were also the leaders of the four strongest forces present. Living.

As expected, the guards who pounced fiercely did not see it, and all kinds of treasures such as gold, silver, jewelry, equipment and weapons that should have filled the entire hall were also not seen.

The size of the entire hall is not small, but it is empty, and you can see the side at a glance.

And on this side, there is an empty wall around.

It is the real "empty thing", because on the wall, there are all the same size, dark and deep passage entrances, like the mouths of monsters.

"Well, what's going on here?"

The cunning, fierce and gloomy Escobar couldn't help but lose his composure when he saw this completely unexpected scene in front of him.

The mercenaries behind entered the hall one after another, looking at the numerous dark holes, they were a little at a loss for a while.

Eusebio shrugged his shoulders, pretending to be relaxed and said: "It seems that we have to do a multiple-choice question."

Roger nodded, agreeing with a gloomy face.

"There are so many passages here, there should only be one correct path that can lead to the third floor below. The rest, waiting for us, may be as dangerous as gold-eating ants."

The person in charge of this operation of the Dark Alliance felt a fire in his heart.At first I thought it was good or bad, and with the intelligence support of the leader, there would be no danger at all.Who would have thought that it was the lord's information that was wrong, or something changed in this ruins that made him fall into such a dangerous situation.

That woman Xue Meigui was really lucky. She escaped a catastrophe, but she managed to let herself help her to top the tank.

Thinking of this, Roger was suddenly taken aback.

Could it be that Xue Meigui received some news, so he found an excuse and declined this task?

The more Roger thought about it, the colder he felt. If this was the case, then it would be even more dangerous for him and the thousands of mercenaries here.
"Not necessarily, maybe every one leads to the third floor." Gaia interrupted and added.

Escobar also came back to his senses, and interjected coldly.

"Maybe all the passages are dead ends. The owner of this shit ruins never thought of leaving a way of life for those who explore later."

The mercenaries felt chills in their hearts, but they had to admit that this possibility also existed.

"Don't waste time guessing, let's make a quick decision now, which way should we go?"

Eusebio asked.

Gaia suggested: "Let's find some people and disperse to each channel to explore, and see the situation before we talk?"

"I'm afraid we don't have that much time." Roger shook his head. "Besides, according to the arrangement in front of here, the road ahead is definitely not smooth. If the pathfinder dies inside, or turns back after being unable to kill , does not mean that this road is not feasible.”

It makes sense.

The surrounding mercenaries also nodded again and again.

But the words are reasonable and have no practical effect. Facing the dark holes one after another, they still have to make a choice in the end.

Escobar gritted his teeth, and said viciously: "There is no way, just choose a passage at random. What happens, whether it is right or wrong, it is all up to luck. There are so many of us together, even if we choose the wrong passage Yes, there is always a way, it may not necessarily be a dead end."

Eusebio was silent, Gaia lowered her head, and Roger was also silent.

Seeing no response, Escobar asked in a deep voice, "How do you disagree?"

The strength of the Dragon Yin Mercenary Corps was closest to that of the Tomahawk Mercenary Corps, and Eusebio was also the person who was least afraid of Escobar.

"Commander Escobar is right. Time is running out now. These holes look exactly the same, and there is no way to analyze them. Since there is no way to think about it, we can only leave everything to luck. It's just that there are many passages, choose one of them , the probability of being selected is really too small.”

"Captain Eusebio, do you have a better proposal?"

Escobar frowned, feeling that this guy was talking nonsense.

Eusebio really had an idea.

"Now it's all about luck and fighting for character, but our Longyin Mercenary Group will not go with the big troops. Life and death are fate, wealth is up to the sky, we choose a passage by ourselves, and gamble on today's luck."

Without waiting for Escobar's reaction, Gaia followed up and said: "I agree with Commander Eusebio's statement that the Fire Phoenix Mercenary Corps should also act alone, so let's see which of us has better luck."

Roger glanced at Escobar indiscriminately, and followed Gaia closely.

"So do we."

Escobar looked at this and that, his eyes were fierce, as if he wanted to swallow people alive.

But Eusebio and the others are all strong and powerful, and their strength is at the level of top powerhouses. Although there are fears, it is a joke to say that they are timid and afraid.

Facing the calm-faced Eusebio and the others, Escobar had no choice but to attack with eyes.

"Humph!"

Escobar snorted heavily, turned his gaze back, and turned to the small and medium mercenary groups on the periphery.

"What about you? Do you have to fight for luck? Don't say I didn't warn you, the guards here are strong, and the slightly weaker large mercenary regiments are very difficult to deal with. If you want to try to face it alone Yes, I'm afraid that there will be no future after a try. The strength of our Tomahawk Mercenary Corps is obvious to all. Among other things, if you encounter obstacles and traps, you will have the greatest chance of breaking through the past. How to choose, you should carefully consider Be clear."

The "slightly weaker large mercenary group" in his mouth naturally refers to Gaia's Fire Phoenix mercenary group.The relationship between each other was beginning to break down, and Escobar's mouth became a little merciless.

Gaia's mouth twitched, but she didn't speak.

The heads of the small and medium-sized mercenary regiments looked at each other and communicated silently, but no one spoke.It's just that the heads of the regiments all agreed not to look at Escobar, some looked up at the sky, some looked down to count the ants, and some looked left and right.

This look and attitude is enough to explain everything.

Although the strength of these mercenary regiments is not strong, each regiment leader has stumbled all the way from the dangerous line, and none of them is human.The Tomahawk mercenary group is strong, and of course it has the greatest chance of breaking through the so-called interception.However, there are always sacrifices in battle. Those who survive to the end are naturally ecstatic, and who will pay more attention to those who die on the way.

Think about the leader of the silver fighter who was thrown away by Escobar and locked out of the gate. It is not yet known whether he has become food for gold-eating ants.With the selfish and ruthless style of the Tomahawk mercenary group, none of the leaders of these small and medium mercenary groups felt that Escobar would allow his own people to open the way and escort the mercenaries they followed to the end safely.

Going up to hug the thigh at this time can only become cannon fodder destined to be sacrificed.

Escobar's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He never expected that Eusebio and others would not give him face, and now even those small and medium mercenary groups dared to silently resist him.

"Let's go, these short-sighted guys, sooner or later they will regret it!"

Escobar turned around, and while walking towards the entrance of a passage directly opposite, he beckoned his people to follow.

Before he could turn around completely, the corner of his eye suddenly caught the hesitant expressions of several people, and he couldn't help feeling angry from his heart, and the evil turned to his guts.

"Why, are you planning to act alone?"

Those who were questioned were also the heads of the mercenary regiments with heads and faces. They were the leaders of the "Hurricane Mercenary Group" and the "Honorary Mercenary Group" who followed the Tomahawk Mercenary Group and waved their flags in this operation.

Being stared at fiercely by Escobar, they were all terrified, waved their hands and shook their heads.

"No, no! How could it be? Of course, we are the only ones to follow the lead of Mr. Escobar. Wherever Mr. Escobar points out, we will fight wherever, without any second thoughts."

To be honest, these leaders, who are also considered top-notch among the medium-sized mercenary regiments, really have such thoughts in their hearts.Escobar's selfishness and cruelty were clearly revealed when dealing with the silver fighter.Although these group leaders hugged their thighs early, they are not members of the Tomahawk Mercenary Group after all.There is a difference between closeness and closeness, and it's fine at ordinary times, but when encountering a desperate situation, there is no doubt that the lives of these vassal mercenary groups must be the first to fight.

Although I thought so, seeing Escobar's face on the verge of eruption, whoever dares to say it now may immediately splatter blood on the spot.

The members of the vassal mercenary group were silent, and Escobar shook his prestige, but he had nowhere to vent his anger. He just snorted again and walked forward.

People from the Tomahawk Mercenary Group followed from behind.

Further behind were the vassal mercenary groups such as the Hurricane Mercenary Group, all listless and dejected, like a remnant army that had been defeated.

(End of this chapter)