I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 303

[Chapter 293]

The rain is getting heavier.

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

Spades is clearly heading in the direction of Pluto Lake.

The closer you get to the lake, the deeper the water on the ground will be. In the later stage, Tang Er’s lower body has been submerged, and the spade fish in front jumped into the muddy water.

Tang Er took a deep breath and jumped in.

The muddy water was turbid, 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, and nothing could be seen under the water surface. The surge came, and 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 shadow creatures slipped past his side, which was dodged cautiously by Tang Erda.

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 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 artillery shells.

Fortunately, the water here is deeper and the visibility is higher. Tang Erda can barely see the spades in the chaotic water. He sees the spades suspended in the air and at the bottom of the water.

Then, Spade calmly took out a bluish-white, rotten, still moving corpse of his left foot from behind his waist, like a detector, and carefully inspected it underwater.

Tang Erda looked in the direction of the spades detection, and the bombed water surface exposed a layer of peculiar volcanic rock texture, with a thick layer of viscous, asphalt-like soil liquid flowing on it.

Spades handed the corpse to Tang Erdan, who tentatively inserted the corpse into the pile of asphalt-like liquid.

[System prompt: Congratulations to player Tang Erda for triggering the corpse storage point – the bottom of Pluto Lake]

[Place a whole body of a living dead body collected at the bottom of the lake, it can be counted as one point, and put a whole body of a living dead at the bottom of the lake, it can be counted as twenty points, but scattered one If a corpse is placed at the bottom of the lake, it can only be counted as 12 points scattered. Players are requested to try their best to put the corpse together and place it at the bottom of the lake.

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[System prompt: The bottom of Pluto Lake is not yet the territory occupied by the faction that player Tang Erda belongs to. I regret to inform you that please join the indigenous camp that owns the Pluto Lake, or help your own camp to occupy the Pluto Lake. , the player can only accumulate the corpse.

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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 the spades. He opened his mouth slightly, bubbles overflowed, pointed to the top, and let the spades go up to breathe.

Before they floated up, the water surface swayed violently, Tang Erda suddenly looked up at the water surface, and the countless wooden boats suspended above suddenly burst into flames.

The flaming boat hangs overhead, like a fiery cloud suddenly appearing in a cloudy sky.

The fire attack on a heavy rainy day had to be a problem with the wooden boat itself. Someone must have done something on it, such as soaking in some special oil, turning the boat into a flammable substance.

This is simply not an attacking strategy that the people here can do!

on the water.

The traditional indigenous people wore shawls made of straw ropes, feather-ring hats, guns and cannons, and rushed forward on rafts that had not been painted with red paint. A strange tone vibrated in their throats. The person in the sect was the one who started the sacrifice before, and he roared fiercely:

“Kill these people who are cursed by God! Take back what we want!”

“The paint given by God will never go out and burn. The fire of sinners!”

“Kill them! Burn them!”

Nishen, who were walking in the direction of the river, turned their heads, and Bai Yi also emerged from the water, looking vigilantly at the burning wooden boat over there: “This group of traditionalists is not waiting for the enemy to attack as planned before. It’s over, in turn attack us, the new faction who consumes air power? How can they suddenly attack us?”

Bai Jiamu frowned and said: “Now is the time when the two sides are fighting in chaos, attack us from behind. The new avant-garde has no benefit at all. Are these traditionalists going crazy?”

“Something irritates them.” Ni looked steadfast and stretched out his hand, “Bring the telescope prop we brought in, I Look what happened over there?”

Bai Jiamu handed Nishen a standard telescope.

Nishen was clipped on the bridge of his nose, and his swaying and blurred vision finally settled on a small smoking jungle behind the lake. He frowned and adjusted the field of vision of the telescope, and saw the specific situation in the smoking jungle more clearly. .

Then Nishen couldn’t hold back his breath.

There was a burning shed in the small jungle. The revered idol in the shed was smashed to pieces with guns, and it was poured paint and set on fire. The entire sacrifice site was a mess.

Only half of the shed was left on fire, and the torch next to it had not been extinguished. It could be seen that the person who smashed the statue broke in while the sacrifice was in progress.

It’s too bold!

This group of pious traditionalists must not go crazy to catch this troublemaker!

Nishen searched back along the path of the burning wooden boat, and sure enough, he saw a man who kept jumping nimbly between the boats. The behavior of avoidance is very flexible.

He was followed by a long stream of the natives who chased him angrily, humming religious songs, bullets and rockets flying past him every now and then.

This is the Guy who came to defect to them yesterday!

One of the main NPCs!

Shouldn’t he be seriously injured and be in the Red Cross?

How can you come here to burn these traditional idols!

Under the heavy pursuit, Guy took two shots even though he had tried to cover up with the help of the boat.

The anti-god holding the telescope frowned, why didn’t Guy hide underwater?

Hiding in such turbid waters may be shot by random guns, but it is also better than running around like a live target on the shore, right?

Soon, Nishen got the answer, and he couldn’t help spraying it.

Guy actually held up a huge head of a god in front of him, and even held a gun to this head, raised it as he ran, his lips were still open and closed, and he seemed to be emotionally speaking 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, and he knows that using the idol as his hostage and shield to run away is not foolhardy.

Nishen put down the telescope and handed it to Bo Jiamu: “Go to save people.”

Bo Jiamu nodded and was about to row back when Guy ran over here.

As Guy ran in, the Anti-God and his party finally heard clearly what Guy was saying.

Guy roared loudly in the sound of the rain: “You say God exists, you say God saves you, you say God gave you everything, and God told you to kill the good people who helped you.”

He stood on a wobbly wooden On the boat, there were several corpses that had been blown up by the blasted shrapnel lying at their feet.

Guy glanced at the dead people with a pitiful look, his eyes were red, he held up the head of the wooden statue, and pointed his gun at the forehead of the statue: “This is the only symbol of your so-called god here, if he If it really exists, take your head back from me!”

When Ni Shen heard this, his face changed: “No, he will use extreme means to prove to these traditionalists that God does not exist! If he really wants to break those traditionalists, he will go crazy and kill him without hesitation. Stop him!”

Bai Jiamu’s expression condensed, and he turned his wrist and threw out a bright scalpel, hitting the gun in Guy’s hand through the fog in the rain.

Bo Jiamu breathed a sigh of relief: “I caught up with my skill weapon, but I missed it.”

The moment Guy pulled the trigger, the gun was hit by the scalpel and fell, and the bullet did not hit the statue. Forehead.

The traditional leader who was chasing after him laughed frantically: “God sent believers to stop you! God exists! You can’t kill God!”

“God is blessing yourself, bless me, that factory manager, that filthy hypocrite. , that should be killed by me according to the instructions of God!”

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

Bai Jiamu: “!!!”

Against God: “!!!”

Why is this!

Boy, your head is too hard!

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

The head of the wooden statue was chopped to pieces by a scalpel, and it was heavily scarred.

The leader of the traditional faction who yelled at the opposite was like a chicken with his throat choked, his eyes wide open, and he watched in disbelief as the head of the statue, which was protected by paint, was chopped into sawdust powder by Guy, knife by knife, and his face appeared in disbelief. An unconcealed panic and panic.

A native next to him muttered to himself in a trance: “How can he destroy the paint coating that God blesses him…”

“Why didn’t God rain down heavy rain to drown him, and rain down thunder to burn him to death?”

“Why did God let a back The gods insulted their own idols…?”

The leader’s eyes were splitting, he raised his hand and slapped the people next to him, and said hoarsely to them: “Enough! God exists! God is bless us! Do you have to betray God like this group of people! Are you drowned by God’s punishment?” The

questioning voice 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 doesn’t deserve to die.”

“God didn’t bless you at all .

, you do all this just for your own desires.”

Guy stood up staggeringly, held the unrecognizable statue in his hand at the leader, and said hoarsely: “You dirty, only dare to hide A cowardly person under the cult beliefs, do you dare to face up to the broken image of God woven by your own lies?” The

leader’s eyes were red, and he raised his gun with a roar: “Shut up, you are the one who has been betrayed by God. The man!” The

bullet passed through the god statue held up by Guy, and shot him messily. Guy slowly closed his eyes, with a satisfied and tired smile on his face, and fell to the ground with the god’s head. In the lake of death called Pluto.

The anti-shen look complicatedly stopped Bo Jiamu’s movement 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 voluntary Yes

.”

Bai Jiamu was stunned, and then asked incredulously: “Why did he want to kill himself? He might still have a way to survive without angering that leader.”

“What he wants is that the leader will smash the idol with his own hands under his anger.” The god pointed to the natives over there, and he sighed, “Look, the expressions of those natives have changed, and they have begun to doubt their leader.”

“Guy knows that breaking the idols will not completely destroy the beliefs of these natives. , he wants the person who created these lies with his own hands, that is, the leader smashes the statue, and these natives will wake

up.” Against God sighed: “When he surrendered, he was ready to pay the price of his life for it. .”

“But I still think it’s very strange.” Anti-Mythology turned around, and he rubbed his chin thoughtfully, “According to my previous prediction, Guy’s main storyline should only be triggered in the middle and late stages, why? It will be advanced to the first day of the war, and Guy already fully understands what to do to achieve his goals, has anyone taught him?”

Bai Jiamu responded very quickly: “The abnormal reactions of the npc are all induced by players, and some people have induced them. Gay committed suicide?”

Nishen subtly paused: “What is this player trying to do by bringing Guy’s death here in advance and intensifying the conflict between the two factions?”