The study of traces was not a new method. It had been thoroughly studied in ancient times.
A capable person could analyze where they were going, what kind of car they were passing by, how heavy they were, and how much they were carrying.
With modern technology, such as those high-tech glasses, they could really follow the footsteps.
However, no matter how awesome the method was, it was probably impossible to figure it out…
Why were there three people and four people at once?
This was because Zhang Fan had been sitting on Blackie's back for a long time. It was just three people's footprints and then four people's footprints.
However, Zhang Fan, who was about to enter the red mist, couldn't sit on Blackie anymore.
Because even a poisonous creature like Little Black would have a hard time dealing with such a large amount of poisonous fog.
The few of them, along with the poisonous insect Daqing and the others, slowly walked inside. They followed the female corpse and slowly walked into the red fog.
Zhang Fan could clearly feel that Blackie was having some difficulty walking. The other four smaller spiders were having even more trouble walking, but Zhang Fan still continued to move forward.
Daqing was the same. It was no longer able to move around quickly, but it was still moving steadily.
And the fiery red ants did not allow them to enter at all! He found a spot outside and waited for orders.
However, the Flying Centipede was the steadiest. It wasn't affected by Zhang Fan at all and continued to fly behind him.
The Soaring Centipede hadn't shown much of its power in front of Zhang Fan, but Zhang Fan knew very well that the Soaring Centipede was his true trump card.
It was really a competition of poison…
The Flying Centipede was the cream of the crop!
Just like now, the poison of the red mist could not harm the Flying Centipede at all. Because the Flying Centipede's poison was much stronger than it!
……
Just like that, they were trapped in the red fog.
Everyone remained silent. Zhang Fan even held his breath as he stared straight ahead.
As he went deeper in, he also understood that what should come would eventually come.
Sure enough, there were huge rocks in the thick fog ahead, and behind the rocks, the gravel by the water's edge made a loud noise, as if many people were walking by the river. The light reflected by the dead drifters in the cave also became flickering, as if something in the water was moving over.
The sound gradually approached. When it was close enough, the clanging of iron armor could be heard from behind the rock. Just from the sound, one could tell that the person was not small.
The Iron Triangle was on standby. Everyone was aiming their machine guns at the incoming object, prepared to shoot it as soon as it appeared.
However, Zhang Fan knew very well that it was useless.
However, Zhang Fan was the only one who knew that it was useless. In Chubby Harry's eyes, there was really nothing that a machine gun couldn't handle.
This person really couldn't hold it in anymore. He took the lead and swept a barrage of bullets at the red fog.
The bullets shot into the red poisonous fog and made a clanging sound as if they had hit an armor plate.
The dead drifters in the nearby water seemed to have been frightened and ran around in the water like a pot that had exploded. The green light emitted from the corpses became more intense. Coupled with the fire from the rifles of the Chicago machine guns, the entire gourd-shaped cave was flickering, as if countless fireflies were flying rapidly in the darkness.
However, there was no reaction from the front.
And at this moment…
The red mist in front of them faded and dissipated.
Everyone was dumbfounded, including Zhang Fan.
Previously, he had been holding his breath. Now that he saw the situation, he tried to take a small breath…
Nothing happened at all.
Fatty was happy. My bullets are so useful, huh? Even the poisonous fog is gone."
However, Zhang Fan understood. How could it be so easy?
Just as Chubby Harry was feeling pleased with himself, a deep gasp suddenly sounded from beside him. A strange face wearing a golden mask suddenly appeared and spat out a large cloud of red mist at Chubby Harry and Zhang Fan.
To be honest, if this was a normal situation, everyone would be wondering where this thing came from or how to escape, right?
Fatty was staring at the golden mask.
"F * ck…"
Zhang Fan could tell that this 'f * ck' didn't mean that she was afraid. She was probably wondering if this gold was 24K.
Zhang Fan immediately went over and pulled Fatty back.
It would be too dangerous to get too close.
The other two were obviously more reliable than him. When they encountered this situation, they immediately retreated and held their machine guns in their hands.
Even if they were far away, they couldn't see what it was.
All they could see was the enormous golden mask. This golden mask had been polished for thousands of years, and it was still shining with golden light. It was basically identical to the mask they had found in the High Priest's jade coffin, except for the eye sockets.
Fatty was probably suffering from the golden syndrome. He was extremely excited."Kill him!"
After he shouted, everyone knew that he actually had another sentence to say.
Kill it! Take off your mask!
But this person still didn't understand…
With the machine guns in their hands…
Could he really deal with this monster?
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