Chapter 293: Dense Forest Borderland

It's raining harder and harder.

The water quickly overflowed and soaked into the mud, making the mud sticky and wet. Tang Er Ta followed Spades with one foot in front of the other, almost unable to see the fast-moving Spades in front of him in the pouring rain.

Spades is clearly heading in the direction of Pluto Lake.

The closer we got to the lake, the deeper the water got, and by the end of the day it was over Tang Er's lower body, with Spades in front of him diving like a fish into the muddy water.

Tang Er fought took a deep breath and jumped in after him.

The muddy water was muddy, the rain kept hitting the water, and with the double attack of the previous artillery fire and □□□, the water was stirred up, and nothing could be seen under the water, only to feel one wave after another, and Tang Er fought to keep up with Spades by relying on his own skill of chasing people for many years.

Every now and then, long, dark, snake-like creatures slid across his flanks, which Tang Er dodged discreetly.

Spades was a fast swimmer, and it didn't take them long to reach the bottom of the lake.

The bottom of the lake was very different from when they had come over to place the □□□ before; there were countless craters of all sizes, all blown out by the shells.

But fortunately the water was deeper and the visibility better, and Tang Er could barely make out Spades in the murky water, and he saw that Spades was suspended under the water.

Then, Spades calmly took a piece of the greenish-white, rotting and still moving left foot from behind his waist, and carefully examined it underwater like a detector.

Tang Er hit and looked in the direction of Spades' probe, and the bombed-out water was exposed to a very peculiar volcanic texture, with a viscous layer of sticky, asphalt-like muddy liquid flowing over it.

Spades hands the body parts to Tang Er Ta, who tentatively inserts them into the asphalt-like liquid.

[System Alert: Congratulations to player Tang Er for triggering the Corpse Storage Site - Pluto Lake Bottom]

If you put a whole body into the lake, it will be counted as one point, if you put a whole body into the lake, it will be counted as twenty points, but if you put a body into the lake, it will be counted as twelve points, so players should try their best to put the body into the lake after putting it together.

System Note: The bottom of Lake Pluto is not yet a territory occupied by the camp to which player Tang Er fights, and we regret to inform you that player Fang Ke will be credited with the points for this corpse after joining the indigenous camp that owns one side of Lake Pluto, or after helping his own camp to occupy the lake.

The carcass slowly dislodges itself from the dirt, and Spades steadily grasps the suspended carcass.

Tang Er fights a deep look at the bottom of the lake, then looks up at Spades, who opens his mouth slightly, bubbles spilling out, and points up, motioning for Spades to come up for air.

Before they surfaced, the surface of the water suddenly shook violently, and Tang Er hit jerked his head up to look at the water, as the uncountable wooden boats suspended above suddenly burst into flames.

The burning boat hung overhead like a fiery cloud appearing suddenly in a cloudy sky.

Taking fire on a rainy day would have to be a problem with the wooden boat itself, someone must have done something to it, like dipped it in some special oil that turned the vessel flammable.

It simply wouldn't be an attack strategy that anyone on this side of the world could do!

On the water.

The traditional natives, clad in shawls rolled from straw ropes and feather-ringed hats, with guns and artillery raised, charged forward on rafts unpainted with red paint, a peculiar accent vibrating from their throats, and the man at the head, who was clearly the one who had been the head-breaker of the previous ritual, growled with a fierce gaze:

"Kill these god-cursed people! Take back what we want!"

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

"Kill them! Burn them!"

The Reverse God who was heading towards the river and the others turned back, Bai Yi also emerged from the water, his eyes vigilantly looking at the fire-burning wooden boat over there, "Wasn't this group of traditionalists previously planning to wait for the enemy's attack to end, and then turn around to sneak up on us new factions who are depleting our combat power? How come they are suddenly attacking us?"

Bai Jiamu English frowned in disbelief, "Now is the time when the two sides are fighting in chaos, behind the back sneak attack us as the vanguard of the new faction has no benefit at all, this group of traditionalists want to seize the power of crazy?"

"Something spurred them on." The Adversary reached out with a steady hand, "Bring that telescope prop we brought in, let me see what's going on over there."

Bai Jiamu hands the Adversary a standardized telescope.

The Retrograde God clamped the bridge of his nose and shook his blurry vision to finally settle on a small smoking jungle there behind the lake, and he wrinkled his brow as he adjusted the binoculars' field of view a little further to get a clearer view of exactly what was going on in the smoldering little jungle.

Then the Reverse God didn't hold back a breath of cold air.

There was a burning shed in that little jungle, and the idol in the shed, which was venerated with great reverence, had been shot to pieces with a gun, and doused with paint and set on fire, and the whole place of worship was in a state of disarray.

With only half of the shed burned down and the torch next to it still extinguished, you could tell that the man who had broken the idol had broken it by breaking in while the sacrifice was going on.

That's a lot of nerve!

This group of religious traditionalists must not go crazy and arrest this troublemaker!

The Adversary searched back along the path of the flaming wooden boat, and sure enough, he saw a man who kept jumping nimbly from boat to boat, carrying a gun on his back, with blood seeping bandages wrapped around his calves and shoulders, but with a deftness in his evasive behavior.

He was followed by a long line of natives who pursued him with angry humming of religious songs, bullets and rockets now and then flying past him.

This man is one of the main npc's that came to defect to them yesterday Guy!

Shouldn't he have been seriously injured and stayed well at the Red Cross! How come he came here to burn these traditionalist idols!

Guy, under heavy pursuit, was shot twice, though having covered as much as he could by the dodging of the boat.

Holding up the binoculars, the Adversary wrinkled his eyebrows, Guy Why don't you hide underwater?

Hiding in such murky, unclear waters might get you shot at indiscriminately, but it's still better than running around like a live target on the shore, right?

Soon enough, the Adversary got his answer, and he didn't hold back his spray.

Guy was holding a large idol head in front of him, and he was holding a gun to the head, and he was holding it up as he ran, and his lips were parted, as if he were saying something emotionally to the natives who were chasing him, so that the traditionalists did not dare to shoot at him at will.

This young man was quite talented, knowing that using the idol as his hostage and shield before running wasn't exactly courageous.

The Reverse God lowered the binoculars and handed them to Bai Jiamu : "Go over and save them."

Bai Jiamu nods and is about to row back when Guy runs this way.

As Guy ran in, the Inverse God's group finally heard what Guy was saying.

Guy yells over the rain, "You say that God exists, you say that God saved you, you say that God gave you everything, and that God told you to kill the good people who helped you."

He stood in a small, rocking wooden boat, and at his feet lay several bodies blown apart by shrapnel, lying dead across the edge of the boat, the blood on their bodies long since congealed.

Guy looked at the dead people with pity, his eyes were red, he raised the head of the wooden idol, and aimed his gun at the center of the idol's forehead, "This is the only symbol of your so-called god here, if he really exists, take his head back from me!"

The Reverse God's face changed when he heard this, "No good, he's going to prove to these traditionalists that God doesn't exist by using very drastic means! If he really breaks it, those traditionalists will go crazy and kill him without a care in the world, stop him!"

Bai Jiamu's expression was frozen as he flipped his wrist and threw out a shiny scalpel, striking the gun in Guy's hand through the mist of the rain.

Bai Jiamu breathed a sigh of relief, "I caught up with my skill weapon and missed."

Guy pulled the trigger a split second before the gun was hit by the scalpel and should have fallen, and the shot that was fired missed the idol's center of the forehead.

The oncoming traditionalist leader laughed maniacally, "God sent believers to stop you! God just exists! You cannot kill God!"

"God is blessing Himself, blessing me, and that plant manager, that nasty hypocrite, is the one who should be killed by me according to God's instructions!"

Guy, half-kneeling in the boat, his eyelids twitched, and suddenly he picked up the scalpel, and without hesitation, clenching it viciously, he slashed down on the idol's head.

Bai Jiamu : "!!!"

Adversary: "!!!"

What's the matter! Young man you have too much iron in your head!

Guy It was like an outburst, the muscles in his shoulders bulging as he kept holding the knife down, gasping for breath as the rain slid down the wet side of his hair.

The wooden idol's head was chopped and scarred by a scalpel.

The screaming traditionalist leader on the other side was like a chicken with its throat pinched, his eyes wide open, almost incredulously watching the idol's paint-protected head being chopped into woodchip powder by Guy with a single slice, a kind of undisguised panic and horror appearing on his face.

A native next to him muttered in a trance, "How can he destroy the coating of paint that God has blessed himself with ......"

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

"Why would God let an apostate abuse his idol ......?"

The chieftain was so enraged that he raised his hand and slapped the man next to him, hissing at them, "That's enough! God exists! God is blessing us! Are you all going to turn your backs on God like this group of people! To be punished by God and drowned!"

The questioning voices slowly faded again.

Guy lifted his head, his eyes heavy with a myriad of emotions falling through the wet hair on his forehead onto the hysterical chieftain as he gave a mocking smile, "God doesn't exist, he doesn't deserve to die."

"God hasn't blessed you at all, and you're doing all this just for your own desires."

Guy staggered to his feet, leveled the faceless idol in his hand at the chief, and hissed, "You filthy, cowardly man who dares to hide under the beliefs of a cult, do you dare to look squarely at the shattered form of the god your lies have woven?"

The chief's eyes were crimson as he snarled and raised his gun, "Shut the fuck up, you're the one who's been turned away from God!"

The bullets passed through the statue of the god being held up by Guy, sweeping messily over him, and Guy slowly closed his eyes, a contented and tired smile on his face, and fell with the god's head into the lake of death called Pluto.

The Reverse God stopped Bai Jiamu's movement to go up and catch Guy who had fallen into the water with a complicated expression, "--This is this NPC's main plot, we can't stop it, just watch, he's destined to die, it's of his own free will."

Bai Jiamu was stunned, then incredulously asked back, "Why would he seek his own death? He might even have a chance to live without angering that chief."

"What he wants is for that chieftain to shatter the idol with his own hands in anger." The Adversary God pointed at the natives over there, and he sighed, "Look, those natives' complexion has changed, they're starting to doubt their chief."

"Guy knew that his shattering the idol wouldn't completely shatter the faith of these natives, he wanted the one who created these lies himself, this chief, to shatter the idol before these natives would come to their senses."

The Adversary sighed, "He was ready to pay for it with his life when he surrendered over."

"But I still find it strange." The Inverse God's words changed, he stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Guy's main plot should have been triggered in the mid to late stages based on the predictions I made earlier, why would it be brought forward to the first day of the Great War when Guy already fully understands how to do what he needs to do in order to achieve his goals, has anyone taught him that?"

Bai Jiamu reacted very quickly, "All the abnormal reactions from npcs are due to player induced, someone induced Guy to commit suicide?"

The Reverse God gave a subtle lurch, "What is this player trying to do by bringing Guy's death forward here and intensifying the conflict between the two camps?"