I walked to the railing on my right and observed the situation. I looked like I was on a sidewalk gradually sloping downwards, and finally disappeared into the darkness below. Obviously, this place was originally a huge cave, recessed into the ground, whether it is man-made or natural, I can't tell you. I guess the person I'm looking for is at the bottom of the cave in this digger's dream, that is, before I find him, I must experience these upcoming corpses. Or, better yet...
I jumped over the railing and enjoyed the feeling of ZìYóu falling in the form of adrenaline-induced screams. The wind blew my hair and robe, making me feel like I might be torn at any time, but if it means I don’t have to walk anymore, I’m happy to take the risk.
I reached into the chest of the robe and took out a folded paper bird, then I poured some jīng divine energy into it and threw it under me. The bird glowed brightly, bright enough to cover my eyes, and expanded to a size where I could stand comfortably. When our descent speed slowed down slightly, the light wings of the bird flapped its wings gracefully, and we continued to descend like this.
The shouts continued to follow me down the pit, and soon more beams were added, this time from some kind of handheld rifle. I don't like these weapons. All you have to do is point it in front of you, pull the trigger, and watch it before you melt. Cāo does not have any courses or skills. This makes killings too easy, which in turn makes killings extremely dangerous. Any ordinary Joe can pick one out of the battles he sees to release hell, which is exactly what these scientists and researchers are doing now.
The light beams barely missed me, in fact they hit the top of my head, but it was only a matter of time before they corrected their goal. I acted before that. I reached into the bathrobe again and pulled out a few folded birds between my fingers. Give them the same treatment as I did to the person I was standing, and I threw them at the fools who shot at me. The birds started their own lives, swiftly passing through the gunner's body, coming out from behind with a bloody spray. My enemy immediately lay on the ground, and the birds moved on, looking for the next prey.
This situation lasted for a long time, and I started to feel bored. I could have made things interesting by casting some long-range magic, but I decided not to. Not because I can’t, because I can, I just choose not to go, okay? No, I just want to save some energy, just in case I need to keep the prisoner underneath.
My birds continue to wreak havoc on my floating aisle, and soon I will be able to see the ground floor. I finally got out of the car, hit the floor, and rushed to the three guards standing at the door of this floor. I cleverly avoided the hot beams, they immediately destroyed the big bird, and put an open palm into the chest of the closest person. His back exploded between blood and blood, then he fell to the floor and I moved to my next target. Once again, I avoided the path of rapid bashing, hit my chin with a sharp slap, hit his skull, hit the face of the other person, and bought me the extra I needed. The second second. I walked towards the last person standing without hesitation, kicked him in the chest, hit him against the wall, and exploded under the impact.
Anyway, for now, it is finally over. All I have to do now is to convince this prisoner to join my team, that's it. I just hope everything goes well.
I approached the solid metal door, put my hand on the handle, and pulled it out with all my strength until it fell off the hinge and fell to the floor. I looked inside and found a single old man sitting on a small wooden bench, wearing tights, a tight hat over his eyes, and several fetters on his legs and feet. If this is not called the jackpot, then I don't know what it is!
"Who is this? You are not an average scientist here, are you?" the man asked curiously.
"Yes. I'm here to save you"
"I don't think it's free, do I?"
"Unfortunately, no." I told him the truth. "But I won't ask too much. I just need you to do a few things for me. Of course, in exchange, I will also help your family get ZìYóu."
"So they are still alive." The old man said with a comforting expression. "When you say that, I don't think I really have much choice. You are a bright little person, aren't you?"
"Guilty. Only in this way can I get you to agree to my plan. I don't particularly like to force others to do what I tell me, but recent times have forced me to do so. The damn thief broke his promise." I muttered.
"what is that?"
"Oh, nothing. Just know that I didn't intend to hurt you or your family. I just hope you can play with me now. After that, you can do whatever you want."
The old man thought for a while and was silent for a while.
""Well, I accept. When you meet my brothers and sisters, you must ask them the same question. "He told me bluntly." Some of them may not want to go with you. "
"Well, I will take care of it then." I replied. "Anyway, what should I call you?"
"fear."
The name is a bit strange, but it doesn't matter.
"So fear," I said, holding my fingers, and his bondage was immediately untied, "Are we leaving this poor place?"
"Happy to help," he replied. "Oh, wait a minute. I can feel people moving there."
"Do you feel someone else? What are you talking about?"
"Well, their anxiety is more specific. They worry about all the dead bodies outside."
"Is that so?" I muttered to myself, walking towards the entrance.
"Please wait a moment. I haven't stretched my muscles for a long time, either physically or otherwise."
I did as requested and let Fear walk out of the room alone. People yelled "Don't move" and "put your hands where we can see", but great changes soon took place. From what I can see, there are about five people outside the door, and all of them are screaming at something I don't know. Not wanting to miss this opportunity, I quickly left the room, only to find that all five men were screaming for some invisible terror. Some of their bodies have stopped working, while others are crawling in despair. I do not understand.
"Understand the fear." The old man murmured to himself, and almost immediately the five people's chests held their hearts tightly, and they died on the spot.
"What's that?" I thought loudly, looking around the room to find out the cause of the attack.
"That's fear." I was told. "Their heart exploded because they were beating too fast."
""Yes, but how to do it? I didn't see anything. "
"It doesn't matter what you see, what matters is that they all experienced real fear."
Great, it looks like I just partnered with a mysterious guy. If he can kill those five people without any effort, I think this can make up for it.
"Now," Fear began to say, "Shall we go to my family? I haven't seen them in years."
"Okay. But you know, they are far away from us."
The old man said nothing, but I could see that he was very happy. Well, I hope everything goes well, although with this pressure on me, I don't see anything bad.
Despite the hammer's size and weight, the speed and skill used by its domesticators is extraordinary. Even if I put on this damn armor, it is very likely that a single blow can break my bones.
My observation of this man must have not noticed. For a fighter like me, this man is very disappointing. His arms are muscular, probably because he has to lift weights every day, but the rest of the body is round, just like he is full and can drink a few cups every night. Coupled with his indifferent eyes, and his leather armor is covered with dried blood, it is easy to speculate that this person's regular job is probably a butcher, or at least something similar.
As I continued to avoid the swinging hammer and waited for the correct action to start, many others here started scrambling to leave the platform. Soon, only me and my opponent stayed here, the chief official who was apparently frozen, a calmly observing Marianne, and three guards. They pointed their spears at my back timidly, I don’t know. What else should they do.
I have to say, I haven't fought a war with bare hands for a long time. I haven't encountered this situation for many years, and the last time may be when I was subdued by Violet. Haha, even so, she wrestled with me fairly and justly, discarded her little dagger, and still beat me into meat sauce.
How nostalgic. I couldn't help but show a smile, a smile that I have been told on many occasions, looks too weird in this world. Sadly, what they said must be true, because during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the executioner obviously flinched and trembled all over. It's a bit sad to receive such a reaction, but I can't waste time thinking about it now, especially when this perfect opportunity appears in front of me.
I rushed across the man's defense line, hit his chin with an uppercut, and heard the harsh sound of his teeth, which disturbed anyone. The executioner faintly shook his head back asleep, spit out a mouthful of blood and tooth fragments. I hit him under the chest with my fist again. He instinctively tried to inhale some air, but his mouth was already full of blood and no air entered his lungs. Before long, he collapsed to the ground, then fell to his side, suffocating desperately, and undulating on the floor to relieve himself. Then he lay quietly. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)