The rain is getting heavier.
The water quickly overflowed and soaked into the mud, making the mud thick and moist. Tang Er walked behind the spades with one deep foot and one shallow heel. In the heavy rain, it was almost impossible to see the fast moving black in front of him. Peach.
The spades are clearly heading towards Lake Pluto.
The closer to the lake, the deeper the accumulation of water on the ground. In the later stage, Tang Er could be knocked down/half-dipped in the past, and the spade fish in front of them jumped into the muddy water likewise.
Tang Erda took a deep breath and jumped in.
The muddy water was muddy, raindrops kept hitting the water surface, coupled with the previous double attack of artillery fire and mines, the bottom of the water was stirred up, and nothing could be seen under the water surface, I could only feel one wave after another. When the surge came, Tang Erda relied on his ability to chase people for many years to keep up with the spades.
From time to time, some snake-like long black shadow creatures slid past his side, and Tang Erda cautiously dodged.
The spades swam very fast, and it didn't take long for them to reach the bottom of the lake.
The bottom of the lake was very different from when they came to place mines before. There were countless large and small pits, all of which were blown out by shells.
But fortunately, the water here was deeper and the visibility was higher. Tang Erda could barely see the spades in the chaotic water. He saw the spades hanging in the air at the bottom of the water.
Then, the spades calmly took out a piece of green and white rotting left foot corpse from behind the waist, which looked like a sounding instrument and carefully examined it underwater.
Tang Erda looked in the direction of spades detection, and the water surface after being bombed exposed a peculiar layer of volcanic rock texture, with a thick layer of thick, asphalt-like mud liquid flowing on it.
Spades handed the corpse to Tang Erda, who tentatively inserted the corpse into the pile of pitch-like liquid.
[System reminder: Congratulations to the player Tang Erda for triggering the corpse storage point-the bottom of Lake Pluto]
[Put a whole body of a living dead collected and put it into the bottom of the lake, it can be counted as one point, and put a whole body of a living dead into the bottom of the lake, it can be counted as twenty points, but it will be divided into one point. The corpses placed at the bottom of the lake can only be counted as twelve points scattered. Players are asked to put the corpses into the bottom of the lake after they are put together as much as possible. 】
[System Tip: The bottom of Pluto Lake is not the territory occupied by player Tang Erda's camp for the time being. I regret to inform you that after joining the indigenous camp that owns Pluto Lake, or after helping your camp to occupy Pluto Lake, Players can only score the corpse. 】
The corpse slowly fell out of the soil, and the spades firmly grasped the suspended corpse.
Tang Erda took a deep look at the bottom of the lake, then raised his head to look at Spades. He opened his mouth slightly, with bubbles overflowing, and pointed to it to let Spades go up and take a breath.
Before they floated, the surface of the water suddenly shook violently, Tang Erda suddenly raised his head to look at the surface, and the countless wooden boats suspended above suddenly burned.
The burning boat hung overhead, like a burning cloud suddenly appeared in the hazy sky.
Fire attacks on heavy rains must be caused by the wooden boat itself. Someone must have done something on it, such as dipping it in some special oil, which turned the boat into flammable.
This is simply not an attack strategy that people here can do!
On the water.
The traditional indigenous people wear shawls made of straw ropes, feather ring caps, and holding guns and artillery. They ride forward on a raft that has not been painted with red paint. A strange tone shook from their throats. The person at was the person who had been the head of the sacrifice before, and he roared fiercely:
"Kill these people cursed by God! Take back what we want!"
"The paint given by God will never extinguish the fire that burns sinners!"
"Kill them! Burn them to death!"
Nishen, who was walking toward the river, turned their heads, and Bai Yi also emerged from the water, looking at the burning wooden boat there with vigilant eyes: "This group of traditionalists is not waiting for the enemy's attack as previously planned. End, in turn, attack us these new air-consuming fighters? How could they suddenly attack us?"
Bai Jiamu frowned and said, "Now is the time when the two sides are fighting in chaos. There is no benefit to attacking our group of new pioneers behind the scenes. Are these traditionalists wanting to seize power and want to be crazy?"
"Something irritated them." With a rebellious expression, he stretched out his hand steadily. "Bring the telescope prop that we brought in. Let me see what happened over there?"
Bai Jiamu handed Nishen a standard telescope.
Nishin was clamped on the bridge of his nose, and his swaying blurry vision finally settled in a small smoking jungle behind the lake. He twisted his eyebrows and adjusted his telescope's vision to see the specific situation in the smoking small jungle more clearly. .
Then Nishen couldn't help but took a breath.
There was a burning shed in that small jungle. The idol in the shed was beaten to shreds with a gun, and was lit up with paint. The whole sacrificial site was in a mess.
Only half of the shed was left burning, and the torch beside it had not been extinguished. It can be seen that the person who smashed the idol broke in and broke the idol while the sacrifice was in progress.
This is too courageous!
This group of devout traditionalists must not go crazy to catch this troublemaker!
Nishen searched back along the path of the burning wooden boat, and he saw a man who kept jumping flexibly from ship to ship. He was carrying a gun, with bloody bandages on his calves and shoulders, but The avoidance behavior is extremely flexible.
He was followed by a long line of angrily humming religious songs to chase his natives, and bullets and rockets flew past him from time to time.
This guy came to surrender to them yesterday! One of that main npc!
Shouldn't he be badly injured and stay well with the Red Cross! How come here to burn these traditional idols!
Under the heavy pursuit, Gay had been shot twice even though he had concealed it as much as possible by avoiding the boat.
With the binoculars, why didn't Guy hide his eyebrows
Hidden in such muddy waters may be shot by random guns, but it is better than running around on a live target on the shore, right
Soon, Nishen got the answer, and he couldn't help but spray.
Guy actually held a huge idol with his head in front of him, and held a gun to the head, raising his lips while running, and he seemed to be talking emotionally to the group of natives who were chasing him. What caused the group of traditionalists to dare not shoot at him at will.
This young man is quite talented, knowing that using idols as hostages and shields to run away is not considered brave.
Nishen put down the telescope and handed it to Bai Jiamu: "Go and save people."
Bai Jiamu nodded as soon as he was about to row back, and Guy ran to this side.
As Guy ran in, the rebellious group finally heard what Guy was saying.
Guy shouted in the rain: "You say that God exists, you say that God has saved you, you say that God has given you everything, and God will let you kill the good people who help you."
He was standing on a small wooden boat that was swaying, and lying under his feet were a few corpses that were killed by bombing shrapnel. They were lying on the edge of the boat impatiently, and the blood on his body had long been solidified.
Guy glanced at these dead people compassionately. His eyes were red, and he raised the head of the wood-carved statue and pointed the gun at the forehead of the statue: "This is the only symbol of your so-called god here. If he If it really exists, just take back your head from my hands!"
When Nishen heard this, his face changed: "No, he will use extreme means to prove to these traditionalists that God does not exist! If you really want to break that group of traditionalists, you will go crazy and kill him without any hesitation. , Stop him!"
Bai Jiamu's expression condensed, turning his wrists and throwing out a bright scalpel, passing through the mist in the rain and hitting the gun in Guy's hand.
Bai Jiamu breathed a sigh of relief: "I caught up with a skill weapon and missed."
The moment Guy squeezed the trigger, the gun was hit by a scalpel and fell. The bullet that was shot did not hit the god's forehead.
The leader of the traditional school who was chasing on the face laughed frantically: "God sent believers to stop you! God exists! You can't kill God!"
"God is blessing myself and me, that factory manager, that nasty hypocrisy, should be killed by me according to God's instructions!"
Guy half-kneeled on the boat, his eyelids moved, he suddenly picked up the scalpel, grabbed it viciously without hesitation, and chopped it down on the head of the god.
Bai Jiamu: "!!!"
Against God: "!!!"
why is it like this! Boy, your head is too iron!
Guy seemed to explode, his shoulder muscles bulged, and he kept holding the knife down. He panted, and the rain fell down the wet side hair.
The head of the wooden idol was chopped off with a scalpel and scarred.
The traditional leader who yelled across was like a chicken whose throat was pinched, his eyes wide open, almost incredulously watching the head of the idol protected by paint being chopped into sawdust powder by Guy, and his face appeared. A panic and panic that can't be concealed.
An indigenous person muttered to himself in a trance: "How could he destroy the paint coating that God blessed himself..."
"Why didn't God drown him with heavy rain and thunder to burn him?"
"Why does God want a god-backer to insult himself...?"
The leader's eyes were about to split. He raised his hand and slapped the people next to him. He shouted at them hoarsely: "Enough! God exists! God is blessing us! Don't you want to betray God like this group of people!" Drowned by God's punishment!"
The voice of doubt gradually weakened.
Guy raised his head, his eyes filled with countless emotions fell on the hysterical leader through the wet hair on his forehead. He gave a mocking smile: "God doesn't exist, he shouldn't die."
"God has never blessed you. You did all this just for your own desires."
Guy stood up swayingly, raised the unrecognizable idol in his hand to the leader, and said hoarsely: "You dirty, cowardly person who only dares to hide under cult/religious beliefs, dare to face yourself. Is the God broken look woven from the lies?"
The chief's eyes were red, and he roared and raised his gun: "Shut up to me, you are the one who was abandoned by God!"
The bullet passed through the god raised up by Guy and strafed him messily. Guy slowly closed his eyes. With a contented and exhausted smile on his face, he fell to the name Puru together with the god's head. In the lake of death.
The rebellious look complicatedly stopped Bai Jiamu from stepping forward to catch Guy who fell into the water: "—This is the main storyline of this NPC. We can’t stop it. Just watch it. He is doomed to die. This is his willingness. ."
Bai Jiamu was startled, and then asked inconceivably: "Why did he seek his own death? He might still have a way to survive without angering that leader."
"What he wants is that the leader personally smashed the idol in anger." Nishen pointed to the natives over there, and he sighed, "Look, the expressions of those natives have changed, and they began to doubt their leader. "
"Guy knows that he will not completely crush the beliefs of these indigenous people by crushing the idols. He wants the man who created these lies with his own hands, that is, this leader to crush the idols, so that these indigenous people will be sober."
Rebellious sigh: "When he surrendered, he was ready to pay the price of his life."
"But I still think it's weird." After turning around, he touched his chin thoughtfully, "Guy's main storyline should only be triggered in the middle and late stages based on my previous predictions. Why? It will be early to the first day of the war, and Guy has fully understood what to do to achieve his goals. Has anyone taught him?"
Bai Jiamu reacted very quickly: "The abnormal reactions of the NPC are all induced by the player. Someone induced Guy to commit suicide?"
Inverse God gave a subtle meal: "This player has brought Gay's death to this place and aggravated the conflict between the two camps. What did he want to do?"