Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

"One is because of its tilt angle, and the other is that I once heard that the Egyptian pyramids are actually alien spaceships." Mark smiled and said, "If they can exist on Earth, why can't they exist on Mars?"

"Mark, you are a botanist, you have to believe in science." Rosen said earnestly.

"Rosen, you can use magic now, so it doesn't matter whether it's scientific or not." Mark said nonchalantly.

Rosen smiled and shook his head, saying nothing more.

But Mark was right about one thing. The metal wall in front of them was most likely part of a huge pyramid-shaped structure.

Rosen was sure there must be an entrance in this wall.

But he couldn't find it at all.

And with his current strength, it is basically impossible to break it.

But he was unwilling to give up, so he walked back and forth on the wall, thinking of a solution.

As the saying goes: You never regret not having enough knowledge until you need it. Now Rosen also felt for the first time that his skills were still not enough.

Otherwise, if I had some skill to open doors or make holes, maybe I could solve the current problem.

Of course, it's not like he really has no solution at all.

For example, when throwing someone, you can ignore the distance and directly throw the person into the space behind the wall.

But doing so was too dangerous. Rosen didn't want to risk himself or Mark's life, so he didn't even mention it.

He tried throwing the clay golem over, but it shattered as soon as it hit the ground.

Even with shared vision turned on, Rosen didn't see anything useful.

The most I saw was a white light that instantly filled my entire field of vision, and there was really nothing else.

After trying twice in a row with the same result, Rosen gave up this approach.

Besides that, teleportation is even worse.

Because I can't see the situation on the other side, I can't pass the ball at all.

Just as Rosen was frowning, Mark, who was also groping in front of the metal wall, touched something and saw a faint blue light flashing rapidly across the wall.

Rosen was shocked.

He rushed to him in one step, with the shield in his hand across his body, ready to deal with any attack at any time.

Then he and Mark were surprised to see that the thick and solid metal wall quickly split into many pieces of different sizes, and turned, folded, overlapped, and shrank in a strange way, and finally disappeared in front of them.

"Fuck." Seeing this scene, Mark exclaimed.

"Oh my god!" Rosen Ren couldn't help but swear.

No one who has not seen this scene with their own eyes can imagine how shocking it is.

He had touched the wall again and again with his own hands and was absolutely sure that it was a complete piece. Even when he scraped it with a sharp military knife, he did not find the slightest crack.

As a result, the scene just now publicly negated his judgment.

This made him feel very unhappy and at the same time he felt a sense of failure.

More importantly, with his knowledge, he had no idea how the wall, or more precisely, the door, had disappeared.

This made him feel as if all his knowledge had been eaten by a dog, and he couldn't help but be wary of the road that suddenly appeared in front of him.

His instinct told him that this might be a great opportunity, but it was more likely to be a pit from which he could never recover.

Whether or not to go in is a choice for Rosen.

Without hesitating for too long, Rosen had already made a decision.

Of course you have to go, and take away all the valuable things, otherwise the Americans will get a bargain.

But before going in, he had to find out the situation inside first.

With a whoosh, the clay golem was summoned out by Rosen again.

"Go ahead." Rosen ordered, "Check every corner and come back to see me after you're sure there's no danger."

These words were not entirely spoken to the clay golem, but were also spoken to Mark who was standing next to him.

Because now Mark was looking at the entrance in front of him that was emitting a faint blue light, and the eagerness and yearning in his eyes were about to burst out.

"Rosen, should you be okay?" Mark said.

"Nothing?" Rosen raised his lips and said, "How about we go inside and try?"

"Okay, I'll go first." Mark said and wanted to walk towards the door.

"Slow down." Rosen grabbed him and said in a deep voice, "Don't be too impulsive, otherwise I'm afraid you will die in there before you can take two steps."

"That shouldn't be the case." Mark pointed at the clay golem that walked through the door and about ten meters inside without any harm. "It's quite safe."

Rosen really admires the Americans' boldness.

No wonder there are few people in Europe and America, they really love to commit suicide and will never stop until they die.

Seeing that Mark was eager to try, Rosen simply didn't bother to dissuade him and immediately said, "Then it's up to you."

"Then I'm leaving." Mark glanced at Rosen, and seeing that he didn't say anything more, he immediately walked forward with a flashlight.

As he walked, he recorded a log and said, "It is very likely that the pyramid ahead is built by aliens. It may be their spaceship or their cemetery. Who knows!"

He stood in front of the door and said, "If I cross here, I may be the first person on Mars to enter an alien spaceship or tomb. This is definitely a special moment worth remembering. Come on, Neil Armstrong."

As he spoke, he took an exaggerated step forward, as if to capture this historic moment in the image.

Just as his right foot stepped in, a kick came from the side and knocked him flying with a bang.

At this time and place, the only one who can do this is Rosen.

While kicking Mark away, he stood in Mark's position just now.

"Oh, Rosen, what are you doing?!" Although Mark was a little frightened when he fell to the ground, he was not in much pain. While speaking, he struggled to get up.

When he looked up inadvertently, he was stunned.

Because he happened to see a silver-gray mechanical tiger suddenly jumped out from the originally flat ground in front of the door and pounced towards Rosen. When its sharp claws grabbed him on the head, its bloody mouth full of sharp teeth also bit down on his neck.

What impressed Mark most was not its agility and ferocity, but its pair of eyes emitting blood-red light.

For some reason, Mark saw not only cruelty and ruthlessness, but also cunning and complacency.

Ah! It deceived us, so it was so proud! Mark immediately thought of the reason and then regretted it.

If he had known this, he would not have been in such a hurry to go in just now.

If Rosen was really in danger, then he...

He's definitely dead.

Bang.

A deafening sound of metal collision echoed all around.

The aluminum alloy shield in Rosen's hand was pierced and torn apart by the mechanical tiger's sharp claws, but its powerful attack was also blocked.