Mick tried back and forth many times, and every time he changed his position and tried to make a detour through the pale blue smoke, he found that the pale blue smoke appeared straight in front of his head, floating far in the air, not moving at all.In the end, Mick couldn't bear it, gritted his teeth and walked straight ahead.However, before leaving, Mick still made sufficient preparations, and directly covered his entire head with the towel he carried with him.Then he sped ahead in a daze, and before he was about to pass through the pale blue smoke, Mick took a sharp breath and walked quickly with his eyes closed.Mick has imagined many things, maybe he was discovered, or he may have fainted and died in this story space as if he had been in a fog, or the most serious result was directly in this story space.But none of this happened, everything went on as usual, Mick estimated his distance, estimated that he should have walked through the area shrouded in light blue smoke, and stopped directly, and lifted the towel on his face little by little.First of all, what he did just now was not noticed by anyone, secondly, he couldn't see any light blue smoke within his visual range, and finally his consciousness was completely normal and there was no problem.Seeing this, Mick quickly turned his head to look at the pale blue smoke.I saw that the pale blue smoke was still stuck in mid-air, without the slightest change.It seems that what he has just passed has not had the slightest effect on the pale blue smoke.Why is this thing so familiar, Mike is far closer to the pale blue smoke at this time, than he has seen several times before, and when he sees it like this, he immediately wonders.I seemed to have seen this pale blue smoke there.The blue gas encountered in the corpse pit that I encountered in Lunte City before, and the blue pool in which I was soaked, a series of memories suddenly surged like a tide.However, Mick reacted quickly, and directly picked out the most critical things from this series of memories, and looked up directly towards the pale blue smoke.The color is somewhat similar, but the purity and state of the color are completely different.The blue depth and purity of the former seen in the city of Lunte were greater than the pale blue smoke seen now, and the former saw something like a gas that flowed extremely fast, while the smoke in front of him was dispersed, and it stayed in mid-air sluggishly, and there was no movement even if the cool breeze blew.What the hell is this, or is it difficult that these inspectors use the excuse of opening up a passage to attract a large number of people, and then come to make black-armored soldiers in batches Thinking of this Lunte City and blue gas, Mick can't help but think of black-armored soldiers.The blue gas I saw next to the corpse pit that day was accompanied by the production process of the black-armored soldiers.If you look at it this way, then the place in front of you that glows blue light is the corpse pit that made the black-armored soldiers, and when Mick thought of this, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have completely lost the inspector and rescuer of the group of five, and quickly turned around to look for the place where the previous group of people disappeared, and no longer stood here and looked at the light blue smoke that was alone in mid-air.Along the way, Mick also encountered more pale blue smoke fixed in mid-air, and whenever Mick passed by the pale blue smoke, he always hoped that something would happen, but often did not get any feedback.The pale blue smoke fixed in mid-air seemed to completely ignore Mick, and no one noticed his presence.The further he went, the more pale blue smoke Mick saw, and even a large blue sky composed of this pale blue smoke appeared, and Mick was standing outside the blue sky at this time, staring at everything that was happening at the scene.This is the final destination of the group of five, a large blue sky, how far away and how big the range is, Mick can't see clearly for the time being.But under the blue sky there was this huge circular crater, so dark that it was impossible to see what was inside.However, Mick did not dare to come close to see what was in the pit, because around the pit, there were people like the inspectors standing densely, and the whole pit was in a circle, and Mick could roughly estimate what the pit looked like and how big it was from the shape they posed.The firelight next to this pit is really pitiful, only one or two are inserted in some key places, and the rest of the places are basically swarthy, I can't see what the situation is, and I don't know how these people communicate with each other.One of the places where the torches had the most was the final destination that the four inspectors had just taken to the rescuer, a row of wooden stakes next to the pit.The stake was not alone, and the rescuer was not alone in it.For in the five or six minutes that Mick was waiting in the shadows to observe the situation, two or three other people were sent over, some honestly with them, some of them all kept shouting, but in the end these people ended up like the rescuer, they were all tied to a stake beside the pit, and one of them was stuffed with something in his mouth, so that he could not speak.In a series of observations, Mick knew at least two things that were good news for him.One was that there were no of the black-armored soldiers he had met in the city of Lunte last time, and the other was that there were no coffins for those black-armored soldiers.As Mick was congratulating that what he feared hadn't happened, he heard a staggering sound coming from a spot in the forest, like a child holding a large plank and pushing and pulling on the uneven ground.A sharp grinding sound, combined with a crashing sound, cycled in a loop, and the sound grew louder and louder as time went on, as if the man was struggling toward the location of the pit.Mick couldn't stand it anymore after hearing two sounds, and quickly covered his ears, but the few people around the pit seemed to be accustomed to this kind of sound, and a few people could be seen standing on tiptoe from time to time to look at the source of the sound.Could it be that the coffin of the black-armored soldier was now on the way to be transported, and when Mick heard the sound, he couldn't help but suspect that the impact was clearly the sound of a wooden object hitting the ground.，，； mobile phone reading,