The rain is getting heavier.

The water quickly overflowed and dipped into the mud, making the mud sticky and moist. Tang Er followed Spade with one deep foot and one shallow foot. In the heavy rain, he could hardly see the black man who was moving fast in front of him. Peach.

Spades are clearly heading in the direction of Lake Pluto.

The closer it was to the lake, the deeper the water on the ground became. In the later stage, Tang Er was able to submerge Tang Er's lower body, and the spade fish in front jumped into the muddy water like a fish.

Tang Er took a deep breath and jumped in.

The muddy water was muddy, and the raindrops kept hitting the water surface. Coupled with the previous double attack of artillery fire and mines, the bottom of the water was turned upside down. You can't see anything under the water surface, you can only feel one after another. The surge came, and Tang Erda relied on his years of chasing people to keep up with Spades.

From time to time, some snake-like long black shadow creatures slipped by his side, but Tang Erda carefully dodged them.

Spades swam fast, and it didn't take long for them to reach the bottom of the lake.

The bottom of the lake is very different from when they came to place mines before. There are countless large and small potholes, all of which were blown out by shells.

But fortunately, the water here is deeper and the visibility is higher. Tang Erda can barely see Spade clearly in the chaotic water. He sees Spade hovering above the bottom of the water.

Then, Spade calmly took out a piece of the rotten and still moving corpse of his left foot from the back of his waist, and carefully tested it underwater like a detector.

Tang Erda looked in the direction of Spade's detection. After being bombed, the surface of the water exposed a layer of peculiar volcanic rock texture, with a viscous layer of asphalt-like mud liquid flowing on it.

Spades handed the corpse to Tang Erda, and Tang Erda tentatively inserted the corpse into the pile of pitch-like liquid.

[System prompt: Congratulations to player Tang Er for triggering the storage point for corpse parts—the bottom of Lake Pluto]

[If you put a whole part of the dead body into the bottom of the lake, it can be counted as one point, and if you put a whole dead body into the bottom of the lake, it can be counted as [-] points. If a corpse is placed at the bottom of the lake, it can only be counted as [-] points scattered. Please try to put the corpses together and place them at the bottom of the lake. 】

[System prompt: The bottom of Pluto Lake is not yet the territory occupied by player Tang Erda's camp. I regret to inform you that after joining the native camp that owns Pluto Lake, or helping your own camp to occupy Pluto Lake, Players can only score the corpse. 】

The corpse slowly fell out of the dirt, and the spade firmly grasped the suspended corpse.

Tang Erda took a deep look at the bottom of the lake, then raised his head to look at Spade, he opened his mouth slightly, and bubbles overflowed, pointed to the top, and let Spade go up to take a breath.

Before they floated up, the water suddenly shook violently. Tang Erda suddenly raised his head to look at the water, and the countless wooden boats suspended above suddenly burst into flames.

The burning boat hangs overhead, like a burning cloud suddenly appearing in the hazy sky.

Fire attack on a rainy day must be due to a problem with the wooden boat itself. Someone must have done something on it, such as soaking it in some special oil, turning the boat into a flammable object.

This is not an attack strategy that people here can do at all!

on the water.

The traditional aborigines wore shawls made of straw ropes, hats with feather rings on their heads, held guns and cannons, and rushed forward on rafts that had not been painted with red paint. The person in front of him was obviously the person who led the priest before, and he roared fiercely:

"Kill these people cursed by God! Take back what we want!"

"God-given paint will never quench the fire that burns sinners!"

"Kill them! Burn them!"

Nishen and the others, who were walking towards the river, turned their heads, and Bai Yi also emerged from the water, looking at the burning wooden boat over there with vigilance: "This group of traditionalists is not waiting for the enemy to attack as planned before." It's over, and instead sneak attack us new faction people who are exhausting their combat power? Why did they suddenly attack us?"

Bai Jiamu frowned and said in confusion: "Now is the time when the two sides are fighting in chaos. It is of no benefit to attack us, the pioneering new faction, from behind. Are these traditionalists crazy about wanting to seize power?"

"Something stimulated them." Nishen stretched out his hand with a steady expression, "Bring the telescope prop we brought in, let me see what happened over there?"

Bai Jiamu handed Nishen a standard telescope.

Nishen was clamped on the bridge of his nose, and his blurred vision was finally fixed on a small smoking forest behind the lake. He frowned and adjusted the field of view of the telescope, and saw the specific situation in the smoking small forest more clearly. .

Then Ni Shen couldn't hold back his breath.

There was a burning shed in that small forest, and the extremely revered statue in the shed was smashed to pieces with a gun, and then doused with paint and set ablaze, the entire sacrificial place was in a mess.

Only half of the shed was burned, and the torch next to it was still extinguished. It can be seen that the person who smashed the statue broke in and smashed the statue during the sacrifice.

It's too bold!

This group of devout traditionalists must go crazy and catch this troublemaker!

Nishen searched back along the path of the burning wooden boat, and he saw a person who kept jumping flexibly between the boats. He was carrying a gun on his back, and there were bloody bandages on his calf and shoulders. The evasion behavior is extremely flexible.

He was followed by a long line of aborigines chasing him angrily humming religious songs, and bullets and rockets flew past him from time to time.

This man is Guy who came to surrender to them yesterday!One of that main npc!

Shouldn't he be in the Red Cross with serious injuries?How could they come here to burn this group of traditional gods!

Under the heavy pursuit, Guy was shot twice even though he tried to cover up by the boat's evasion.

Holding the binoculars, Nishen frowned, why didn't Guy hide under the water?

Hiding in such murky waters may lead to random shooting, but it's better than running around like a live target on the shore, right?

Soon, Nishen got the answer, and he couldn't hold back from spraying it.

Guy actually held up the head of a huge god statue in front of him, and compared it with a gun. He raised it while running, and opened and closed his lips, as if he was talking emotionally to the group of natives who were chasing him. Seeing something, the group of traditionalists didn't dare to shoot at him at will.

This young man is quite talented, knowing that using the idol as his hostage and shield before running away is not foolhardy.

Nishen put down the binoculars and handed it to Bai Jiamu: "Go and save people."

Bo Jiamu nodded and was about to row back when Guy ran this way.

As Guy ran in, Nishen and his group finally heard clearly what Guy was saying.

Guy roared loudly amidst the sound of the rain: "You say God exists, you say God saved you, you say God gave you everything, and God told you to kill the good people who helped you."

He stood on a swaying small wooden boat. Under his feet lay several corpses that had been blown away by the shrapnel. They lay dead on the edge of the boat, the blood on their bodies had already coagulated.

Guy glanced at these dead people with pity, his eyes were red, he held up the head of the wooden idol, and aimed his gun at the forehead of the idol: "This is the only symbol of your so-called god here, if he If it really exists, take your head back from me!"

Nishen's face changed when he heard this: "No, he wants to prove to these traditionalists that God does not exist by means of extreme measures! If he really wants to smash those traditionalists, they will go crazy and kill him without any scruples." , stop him!"

Bai Jiamu's expression froze, he turned his wrist and threw out a shiny scalpel, and hit the gun in Guy's hand through the fog in the rain.

Bai Jiamu breathed a sigh of relief: "I caught up with the skill weapon, but missed."

The moment Guy pulled the trigger, the gun was hit by the scalpel and fell, and the bullet missed the forehead of the statue.

The leader of the traditional faction who was chasing him laughed wildly: "God sent believers to stop you! God exists! You can't kill God!"

"God is protecting himself, protecting me, that factory manager, that filthy hypocrite, should be killed by me according to God's instruction!"

Guy was half kneeling on the boat, his eyelids moved, and he suddenly picked up the scalpel, grabbed it viciously without hesitation, and chopped it down on the head of the idol.

Bergamo: "!!!"

Against God: "!!!"

why is it like this!Boy, your head is too hard!

Guy seemed to explode, the muscles in his shoulders bulged, and he kept holding the knife and falling, he gasped, and the rain slid down the wet side of his hair.

The head of the wooden idol was chopped off with a scalpel and was full of scars.

The leader of the traditional faction who yelled at the opposite side was like a chicken whose throat was choked. With wide eyes, he watched in disbelief that the paint-protected head of the statue was chopped into sawdust by Guy with a knife. An unbearable panic and panic.

A native muttered to himself in a trance beside him: "How could he destroy the paint coating that God blesses himself..."

"Why didn't God send heavy rain to drown him, and send thunder to burn him?"

"Why did God let a god-defying person insult his idol...?"

The leader's eyes were tearing open, he raised his hand and slapped the people next to him, and said hoarsely to them: "Enough! God exists! God is protecting us! Don't you want to turn your back on God like this group of people! Are you drowned by God's punishment?"

The voice of doubt gradually weakened again.

Guy raised his head, his eyes filled with countless emotions fell on the hysterical leader through the wet hair on his forehead, and he showed a mocking smile: "God doesn't exist, he shouldn't die."

"God has never blessed you at all. You did all this just for your own desire."

Guy stood up staggeringly, raised the unrecognizable idol in his hand and aimed it at the leader, and said hoarsely: "You dirty, cowardly person who only dares to hide under the cult belief, you dare to face up to your own lies Weaving out the broken look of God?"

The leader's eyes were red, and he raised his gun while roaring, "Shut up, you are the one who has been betrayed by God!"

The bullets passed through the god statue lifted by Guy, and shot at him messily. Guy closed his eyes slowly, with a contented and tired smile on his face, and fell together with the head of the god to the place named Prue. In the Lake of Death in Tuo.

Ni Shen looked complicated and stopped Bai Jiamu from stepping forward to catch Guy who fell into the water: "——this is the main plot of this npc, we can't stop it, just watch it, he is destined to die, this is his voluntary of."

Bai Jiamu was stunned, and then asked incredulously: "Why did he want to commit suicide? He might still survive if he doesn't anger the leader."

"What he wants is for the leader to smash the statue with his own hands 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 smashing the idol will not completely shatter the beliefs of these aborigines. He wants the person who created these lies with his own hands, that is, the leader, to smash the statue, so that these aborigines will wake up."

Ni Shen sighed: "When he surrendered, he was ready to pay the price with his life."

"But I still find it very strange." Reverse Myth turned around, and he touched his chin thoughtfully, "Based on my previous prediction, Guy's main plot should be triggered in the middle and late stages. Why? It will be the first day of the war ahead of time, and Guy already fully understands what to do to achieve his goal, has anyone taught him?"

Bai Jiamu reacted very quickly: "The abnormal reaction of the npc is all due to the player's induction. Someone induced Guy to commit suicide?"

Ni Shen paused subtly: "What is this player trying to do by bringing Guy's death here in advance and exacerbating the conflict between the two camps?"

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