The sharp sound of breaking through the air pierced the eardrums, and dense metal spikes poured down like raindrops.

Mou Xuan's eyes shone, and he suddenly pulled Chen Yao behind him, while growling: "Defense formation!"

Zou's defense soldiers had long been well-trained. They formed a human wall in an instant, with heavy shields stacked up layer by layer, like a solid wall, blocking the deadly metal storm outside.

The sharp sound of collision was endless, sparks flew, and the shield was covered with dense scratches, which was shocking to the eye.

"Hold on!" Mou Xuan's voice was particularly clear and powerful in the noisy environment. He observed his surroundings vigilantly and quickly communicated with the Lu Alliance tactician: "Old Lu, do you see any pattern?"

The Lu Alliance tactician frowned, his eyes scanning back and forth among the constantly changing traps, muttering to himself: "Three left, one right, two up, one down... No, it's four left, two right, one up, two down... Damn, this pattern is too complicated!"

As time passed, the pressure on Zou's defensive soldiers increased, and the wear and tear of their shields became more and more serious.

Beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads and their breathing became rapid.

"This is not a solution!" Mou Xuan was extremely anxious. He turned his head and looked at the Wei cloning technology researcher: "Old Wei, have you found the control center?"

The Wei Klon technical researcher was sweating profusely, and his hands kept operating the instrument with a serious expression: "Almost done! The trigger mechanism of this trap is very sophisticated. I am trying to crack its core code!"

"Hurry up!" Mou Xuan's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth. He felt that the defense of Zou's defensive soldiers was almost reaching its limit.

At this critical moment, the Korean identification expert suddenly pointed in a direction and shouted: "Found it! The control center is right there!"

Following the direction of Han's finger, everyone saw a metal device hidden in the shadows, flashing a faint red light.

"Cui, it's up to you!" Mou Xuan looked at Cui's alliance psychic with burning eyes.

Cui Lianmeng's psychic took a deep breath, slowly raised his hands, and a powerful energy wave burst out from his body, and the air around him seemed to solidify.

"Break!" Cui Alliance's psychic roared, and the powerful energy instantly turned into a beam of light, shooting straight towards the control center.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the control center was blown to pieces, and the surrounding trap mechanisms stopped working.

Those who escaped death couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the Zou defense soldiers collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

"That was a close call!" Chen Yao patted her chest with lingering fear and looked at Mou Xuan gratefully: "Thank you, Mou Xuan."

Mou Xuan smiled at her, but his eyes were full of solemnity: "Don't let your guard down, this is just the beginning, the leader of the Zhong clones must have other conspiracies."

Everyone looked around and found that they were in a large underground space. The walls were covered with all kinds of strange symbols and there was a strange smell in the air.

"What is this place?" asked the Lu Alliance tactician in confusion.

"I don't know." Mou Xuan shook his head, feeling a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, "But I know that we have stepped into the trap set by the leader of the Zhong clones. Next, it will be a real test..."

The ground shook slightly, the symbols on the wall flashed with strange light, and an inexplicable sense of oppression enveloped everyone, as if something was about to wake up...

The Wei Klon technical researcher held the fragments of the map tightly in his trembling hands. The edges of the yellowed paper were soaked with sweat.

The incomplete map outlines a complex underground network. The intricate lines are like a huge spider web. At the center of the web is the clone manufacturing base hidden in the abandoned laboratory.

The scribbled words on the experimental records revealed an even more horrifying fact: this laboratory possessed some special protection mechanism, but the record abruptly ended with no details as to what it was, leaving only a creepy blank.

Mou Xuan's heart was beating violently, as if it was about to burst through his chest.

He looked around. The dilapidated buildings cast long shadows and the air was filled with a smell of decay. Everything indicated the coming of danger.

He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm.

He knew that they had stepped into a deadly trap.

"It seems that what we found is not only a base, but also a dangerous place." Mou Xuan said in a low voice, with a barely perceptible tension in his tone.

"The leader of the Zhong clones will definitely not let us succeed so easily." Researcher Wei pushed up his heavy glasses, the lenses reflecting the dim light, "We must prepare for the worst."

They advanced carefully along the route marked on the map, taking every step with extreme caution.

The entrance to the abandoned laboratory is hidden behind a pile of rubble and is difficult to find without careful observation.

"It's here." Mou Xuan pointed at the entrance covered by rubble, his tone firm.

They worked together to clear away the rubble, revealing a dark entrance that looked like the gate to hell.

A cold breath surged out from the entrance, making people shudder.

Mou Xuan entered first, followed by others.

Darkness engulfed them, with only the light from the flashlight flickering in the darkness, illuminating a small area ahead.

The interior of the laboratory was even larger than they had imagined, with various complex instruments and equipment scattered everywhere, covered with thick dust, as if they had been sleeping for a long time.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of chemicals, which was nauseating.

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