"We are not afraid of pain, nor are we afraid of trouble!"
Gus said stubbornly, "We have fallen to such a point that we are not even afraid of death. Are we still afraid of knowing the truth?"
"Not necessarily, dear little brother Gus."
Lu Qingchen smiled and said, "Whether this world or other worlds are full of all kinds of things that are more terrible than death, in many cases, death is a kind of relief.
"Well, it's like these ants."
As Lu Qingchen said, he stretched out his hand and wiped three or five ants with his fingers.
These ants were fighting hard just now, but at this moment they were lifted up into the air by a powerful existence they couldn't understand at all, and reached under the noses of Gus and Gray.
"They can die blissfully confused and blissfully unaware."
As Lu Qingchen said, he twirled his fingers lightly, and the three or five ants immediately turned into powder.
Afterwards, Lu Qingchen grabbed three or five ants again and put them in his palm.
This time, he was not in a hurry to kill the ants, so after a moment of dizziness, the ants immediately struggled to survive.
They crawled around along Lu Qingchen's palm prints, trying to figure out the outline of this "palm world", and then crawled along Lu Qingchen's wrist towards the torso and head, as if they wanted to be with Lu Qingchen who is more The high-level existence started a dialogue, and some ants even tried to jump off Lu Qingchen's palm, escaping from this "palm world" that they couldn't understand at all, but felt terrifying.
But all the struggle and hard work are meaningless.
"Have you seen, their exploration, struggle, survival, battle, their heroism, impassioned, death as home, or groveling, begging for mercy, lurking minions, intrigues, all these are meaningless."
Lu Qingchen sighed, and said, "If these ants really awaken a higher level of wisdom, understand their own situation, and understand what kind of powerful gods and demons are catching them—except before they die, they bring What good is there other than their great terror?"
Gus froze.
"But-"
Gray gritted his teeth and said, "If the ants really gain a higher level of wisdom and power, can understand their own situation, and can see clearly the true face of the world and the gods and demons that control the world, they may not be unable to resist, and even get rid of the inevitable death. The tragic fate!
"We, believers of the 'Mechanical and Steam God Religion', are determined to be a group of ants who wake up and rise up to resist, use the power of great machinery and steam to blast the mask of the so-called 'Fist God', and become the real master of this world !"
"really interesting."
Lu Qingchen clasped his hands together, and crushed all the struggling ants on his palms to death again, and then took a breath, blowing the dust made up of stumped limbs and broken arms over the ant nest, and said lightly, "Whatever, if you If you have to find something to do for yourself before you die, that is your freedom, I don't care, but no matter how you want to play, please hurry up, because the storm is coming."
The storm is coming.
The gust of wind and rain on Chifeng Mountain was extremely violent. A moment ago, it was still a gust of wind and rain. In an instant, there was a stern howling wind and the sound of crackling rain. It moved into the sky, and then slammed down on the top of the human head.
The raindrops the size of a fist can knock people unconscious, the branches are broken, the mud flows, and the roads trampled by wild animals are blocked. The mountain road that was originally winding like a maze has become even more intricate, like a mess of cobwebs .
The two siblings couldn't look back anymore, they could only support each other, gritted their teeth, and moved forward in the rainstorm and mud.
Groups of pursuers were also killed in the storm.
In the beginning, it was just a team of torches baring their teeth and claws like red dragons on the dark mountain opposite.
At that time, the two siblings still had a little luck, hoping that this was just a team that came out for routine hunting and penance.
But if you think about it carefully, no matter how crazy the ascetic monks are, it is impossible for them to go deep into Chifeng Mountain in groups in such bad weather.
This must be the hunting team that came to capture the "evil disciples".
The judgment of the two siblings was quickly verified.
They were half a day ahead of the pursuers.
However, due to the heavy rain that disturbed the sight, the mudslides washed away the road, lost in the depths of Chifeng Mountain, and fought hand-to-hand with the pursuers.
Fortunately, the chasing team was also washed away by the heavy rain. From a team of ten or twenty people, it became a group of stragglers.
"Password, what is the password for tonight!"
Visibility was extremely low in the windy and stormy dark night jungle. When a few pursuers saw the shadowy figures of the two siblings through the swaying branches, they used this method to identify the enemy and the enemy.
The two siblings couldn't answer the order, so they could only run away.
A short encounter began.
"The traitor is there!"
"Don't run away from these two evildoers!"
The jungle is full of excited shouts and pairs of bloodshot eyes.
Gus knew these pursuers. Many of them were his former classmates in Tekken School, but they graduated early and entered various boxing gyms to practice—presumably, the trial task of "chasing and killing evildoers" this time was their training from boxing. What are the conditions for leaving the museum
These pursuers know Gus' sister Grey better, and know that she is the leading expert among the young generation in Chijin Town. Whoever can capture or kill Grey can win the glory of Grey. Death, rushed up against the storm.
"We are not, not traitors!"
Gus excused himself in a panic.
"Trash, go away!"
The former classmates responded simply and rudely.
"You idiots who have been deceived by the fist god!"
Gray drank violently, turned around in the rainstorm, and held a series of mechanical crossbows in both hands, and there was a precise and slight mechanical sound from the crossbow bolts.
"what!"
The pursuers didn't expect such rebellious and vulgar words to come out of Grey or anyone else. After a moment of astonishment, they became more and more furious, and their iron fists "buzzed" and rushed straight to Grey's face.
Gray sneered, bowed left and right, and flaming crossbow arrows shot out one by one.
"Be careful, it's an evil method!"
The pursuers exclaimed, turned and moved in mid-air, and fled in all directions.
There was also a believer of the God of Fist with a particularly strong head, who yelled "God of Fist, help me", and raised his fist towards the crossbow. He screamed, fell from mid-air, and fell into the muddy mud, life and death unknown.
The rest of the pursuers became more and more terrified and angry. If they didn't leave any leeway, once they made a move, it would be a fatal move!