The seven-armed mutant was a little afraid of Fujilu. He looked at the unfinished pot of stew reluctantly, shrank his neck, and slowly retreated into the darkness.
Ni Ji was still sitting by the campfire, his elbows resting on his knees. With a half-smile on his face, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Teng Lu.
"Seven Hands" inexplicably felt that the temperature around him had dropped by several degrees, and subconsciously retreated deeper.
He had fought with this sentry a few days ago and knew that he was a lunatic who was not to be trifled with.
Don't be fooled by his soft and gentle appearance next to that person, he is actually very good at fighting, and when he fights, he is a desperate criminal who will not hesitate to die.
The world here is dark, and the campfire is the only source of light.
The blazing fire illuminated the sentry's profile, and also faintly revealed the silhouette of Tenglu standing in the distance.
Fujilu is very pretty, childish, thin, and wears a white dress.
She looked timid, like a weak and powerless human girl, enough to arouse the sympathy of any strong man.
When she was a human, she was a weak person and was bullied at every turn.
Her brothers and father, drunk neighbors and stingy boss all liked to beat and bully her.
She was the weakest one, and it seemed that anyone could abuse and torture her at will.
After entering the Pupilless Land, she gained the power of the gods and became a strong person. Stronger than most people.
It was dark, cold, dim and damp here, but Fujilu liked it here. She fell in love with the feeling of being in control of other people's lives.
Trapping, controlling, torturing, playing with the living Sentinels in the palm of his hand, watching them turn into a bloody mess, watching them wail in pain at his feet.
She was a little scared at first, but then she gradually found that it made her excited.
She never knew before that it felt so good to have power and bully others.
Teng Lu stared at Ni Ji who was sitting by the campfire and hated the sentry in her heart.
His appearance ruined the whole thing.
Especially last night, I don't know what he did. Teng Lu felt with horror that the power of the gods was rapidly drying up and fading. She was flustered and could no longer hold back. She took advantage of Lin Yuan's absence to come to the door.
This sentinel must be eliminated.
Otherwise they will lose the God of this world, and she will lose her power completely.
The puppet sentinels with dazed expressions slowly appeared from behind her and gathered in the direction of Ni Ji.
Ni Ji sat by the campfire, twirling a small white dagger between his fingers, with a little purple light slowly igniting in his eyes.
He would never forget who had drugged him, causing him to fall miserably in battle and lose his guide.
For him, this was hatred and he had to take revenge.
The battle started in an instant.
The first person to take action was Ni Ji, who was alone by the campfire.
There was a fire burning in his eyes and his expression was as cold as ice.
Like a wild beast staring at its prey, it strikes with a speed as fast as thunder.
He no longer cared about the other swords and sabers around him and only rushed towards Fujilu who was protected by many sentries.
A long red light appeared, and hot blood spurted in the air.
If you don't move, it's fine. If you move, you'll be like a madman.
Layer upon layer of sentries could hardly stop this crazy warrior.
He only charged at Fujilu, ignoring almost all the attacks around him.
Before Ni Ji was blocked, the extremely sharp blade had already cut into Teng Lu.
He nearly cut her in half with one blow.
Fujilu was horrified, his face turned pale, and he covered the wound on his shoulder that was bleeding profusely, and backed away desperately.
At the same time, he commanded all the puppets to surround the brutal sentry at all costs.
"Has Fujilu become weaker? A human hurt her?"
In a dark corner, a mutant with half of its wings broken quietly landed and huddled together with the "seven arms" to watch the noisy battle.
"It's not that Teng Lu is getting weaker. It's that the divine power is gone." The seven hands answered her, "Haven't you noticed? Her power has been declining in the past few days. Teng Lu is a weak person, and she is so powerful because she relies on the divine power. As the divine power declines, she will naturally become weaker."
Seeing that Teng Lu was no longer as scary as before, "Seven Hands" quietly crawled out from the corner, scooped up the still hot pot of stewed meat, and quietly retreated back to the corner.
"What's this?" The mutant with one wing leaned over and twitched his nose.
"Do you want to eat? That human made it."
"One Wing" stuck out his tongue, rolled up a piece, smacked his lips, "It's delicious."
"Isn't it delicious? That's a good sentinel. I hope he doesn't die. He said he would make something else for me to eat."
The third mutant quietly squeezed over: "Huluhulu?"
This one can't speak yet.
The seven arms generously made way for the pot for him.
The whale calls of big fish sounded in the darkness underground.
Several mutants quietly climbed down from the top of the building, gathered together, and watched the puppet master fight the ocean monster with a pot of stew.
"By the way, has this Sentinel become stronger?" A certain mutant scratched his head, "I remember he wasn't this powerful."
"You must have been nurtured by that master. How can you not become more powerful?"
"Really?" The inquiring monster stretched out the smallest of its six fingers and shook it in the darkness. "They...?"
"Has your hearing deteriorated? Didn't you hear the obvious crying and begging last night?"
"I'm so jealous. I also want to be nourished. Maybe I can become stronger too."
"Don't be envious. Most people can't afford it. It's a good thing there's such a big fish."
The murmuring sounds in the darkness suddenly stopped.
"Stop talking, that person is back."
Lin Yuan's people hadn't arrived yet, but the cold mental force permeated the entire place like the descending moonlight.
Fujilu screamed, covered her head with her hands, and with a look of fear on her face, she moved her only tentacle and swam quickly towards the depths of the nest.
When Ni Ji fought her way out of the encirclement of the puppets, only the last bit of her shadow was seen before she disappeared at the entrance of a tunnel deep in the lair.
It was connected to the temple, with complicated roads and a maze-like terrain. It was not suitable to rush in.
The blood-thirsty sentry wiped the blood from his face and spit out a reluctance.
Lin Yuan, who had just returned, didn't know what had happened. He only sensed the lingering murderous intent in the air.
The sentry stood there, his eyes murderous and his murderous aura had not yet subsided.
"Who did you fight with just now?" she asked Ni Ji, "Are you injured again?"
The tentacles were wriggling, carrying countless backpacks of various sizes.
Lin Yuan ran up many floors and found a lot of luggage left behind by explorers from different eras.
I didn't know which ones had suitable potions or things that Ni Ji would like, so I just reached out and brought them all back for the sentry to choose from.
Ni Ji told her that it was Teng Lu, and showed Lin Yuan the bloody mark on his arm that he had cut with the magic knife.
"It's so deep? Does it hurt?" Lin Yuan threw dozens of backpacks on the ground, rummaged through and found a few bottles of medicine, sat there, and came closer to bandage him.
There was a laceration on his lower back that was about to fester. Lin Yuan treated it and asked him if it hurt.
He just hummed, his tone was calm as if the wound that almost tore his body apart was just a mark left by a cat.
The abdomen was bitten by sharp teeth, which penetrated the body at one point. The wound was pulled and was still bleeding.
Lin Yuan's fingers, wrapped in bandages, were wrapped around his waist, and her breath fell on his scarred skin.
Now I know that in order to get through so many floors to find her, the sentry almost broke himself into pieces.
So I couldn't help but gently touch those wounds with my fingers, and the muscles there tensed up in an instant.
When those muscles were tensed, they were as hard as iron, and the firelight stained them as if they were coated with a layer of honey.
There were obvious bruises and redness on some parts of his body. Lin Yuan knew who had done it, making his injuries even worse.
Feeling guilty, I changed to another ointment and applied it carefully with my fingers.
Until Ni Ji suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Lin Yuan: “?”
"Don't... touch me." The sentry's voice was very soft, as gentle as water. He had his back to her the entire time, and never turned around to look at her.
He is such a changeable guy. It is hard to figure out what he means.
He was so proactive yesterday, turning into a fish and squeezing beside her. He reached out and grabbed the tentacles and stroked them.
He became distant again today, and after daybreak, he didn't even look at her.
The heart of a sentinel is like a needle in the seabed, which cannot be found even by fishing. Being a guide is too difficult.
The mutants hiding in the darkness in the distance pushed each other and gossiped.
"Oh my god, that's too much. He was so fierce just now."
"I cut myself. Now I say it hurts."
"He has that adult in his grasp."
"One moment cooking, the next moment acting like a spoiled brat."
"Too cunning. Humans are cunning."
"The more beautiful a person is, the more likely they are to lie."
"must be careful"
"Yeah, be careful."
"Huluhulu..."
The mutants here have very good hearing and can hear sounds from very far away.
Of course, the same goes for the Sentinels.
I heard it clearly.
The firelight was red, and no one noticed that the sentinel who was being talked about by the mutants had red ears.
Lin Yuan rummaged through the backpacks he had collected on the ground, finding two bottles of potion, a few cans of food, and occasionally some personal belongings left behind by former explorers.
Some were stained with old blood stains that had dried for years.
Noticing that Lin Yuan hadn't made any new movement for a long time, Ni Ji turned around.
He saw his guide, holding a plastic keychain between his fingers, staring blankly at the campfire.
The keychain was not big, covered in dust and looked very old, with a photo of family members inside.
It should be a personal item left behind by a sentinel who had been here before.
Lin Yuan held the old key chain, leaned close to the campfire, and stared at the person in the photo for a long time without moving.
The firelight reflected on her porcelain-white face, her eyes were dark and her expression was expressionless.
Something doesn't look right.
Ni Ji followed her gaze and saw a tall female sentry in the photo.
Long legs, a ponytail tied behind her head, and a bright smile.
Holding a tiny baby in her arms.
The baby girl had fair skin and eyes as black as ink. She was very cute. She was stretching out her little fingers to grab her mother's hair.
"What's wrong? Someone you know?"
"Ni Ji." Lin Yuan looked up at him, his face pale and his expression confused.
The dark eyes stared at Ni Ji, almost exactly the same as the female sentry in the photo.
Ni Ji felt an inexplicable tightness in his heart.
I was surprised to find that Lin Yuan had just called my name.
This was the first time he called my name since we met underground.
She remembered her name!
"You remembered? Right, Lin Yuan?" Ni Ji was delighted.
"Ni Ji. Yes, you are Ni Ji." Lin Yuan opened his mouth and slowly stood up. "I am the guide, Lin Yuan. Yes, I seem to remember everything."
She stood up beside the fire and put her hands to her head.
At this moment, his head seemed to be split in half. Countless past scenes rushed into his mind. The intense pain made Lin Yuan bend over.
The fire of childhood, the father swallowed by the flames, the mother burned to death beside him...
Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan, go find the secret of origin.
Protect yourself.
must be careful.
Lin Yuan was holding the photo in her hand. The photo showed her mother, who had also been here.
Countless images and fragmented sounds mixed together and swayed in my mind.
The swaying sapphire, the silent shipwreck on the seabed, the singing golden tree, and the eyes without pupils.
The huge, decaying monster tried to devour his powerful will, the blood-stained altar...
In those countless pictures, there is always a sentinel's face. Gentle, bloodstained, caring, smiling...
All of Lin Yuan's memories came back.
Suddenly I remembered everything, an overload of information.
Intense pain tore her head apart, the world was spinning in agony, her feet could not touch the ground and she had no place to stand.
At this moment, a pair of strong and hot arms protected her.
"Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan?"
She heard a familiar voice.
(End of this chapter)