Chapter 887: Respect for the warriors who dare to declare war on fate (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
Pain!
Severe pain!
It was as if every bone, nerve, and cell in the body was screaming in pain.
Gus felt like he had had a long and terrifying nightmare, in which he fought an unknown monster for three hundred rounds, and finally managed to survive with all his strength.
The feeling of powerlessness and weakness even made him feel as if he had died for once.
But no matter what, a few seconds after he regained consciousness, he forced himself to open his only intact eye.
Yes, this powerful black-clothed swordsman who killed countless apostles not only lost a hand during the sacrifice of the demon ascending ceremony, but also lost an eye. He was an outstanding figure. Undeducted disabled people.
When he opened his eyes, he first saw the Piranha Apostle very close at hand.
To be precise, it is the human form of this apostle, a skinny old man.
Out of his subconscious first reaction, he directly wanted to touch the Zhanlong Sword and kill it immediately, but in the end he touched in vain.
I then tried to use the weapon attached to the prosthetic limb, but found that the prosthetic limb had been removed at some point.
Just when his mind was in chaos and he was confused about the situation, a familiar voice suddenly came from not far away.
"Hey, you finally woke up. I thought I might have to dig a hole to bury you at this time tomorrow."
Following the direction of the sound, Gus looked He arrived at the woman who fed herself the potion before she passed out, and the team members who were with her.
Similarly, Gus also realized that he should be in a carriage right now, and the car was moving at a very fast speed, but for some reason it was not bumpy.
After being silent for a long time, he opened his mouth and asked in an extremely hoarse voice: "Who are you? Where are you going? And how long have I been unconscious and comatose? Why is this guy still alive? "
"Hey! Don't you think you have too many questions? And I think you should thank me first. If it weren't for the captain, you would have turned into a corpse. "
The little man rolled his eyes at Gus angrily, obviously unhappy with his indifferent and ungrateful attitude.
However, the woman who was the captain responded nonchalantly: "First of all, the first question is that we are a hunting team affiliated with His Majesty the King, and are specifically responsible for dealing with matters related to apostles, monsters, and magic. things.
My name is Margot Salem and as you can see I am the captain of this team.
Second question, we are on the way to the Royal Capital now. If nothing happens, we should be able to arrive in two or three days at most.
The third question is that you have been in a coma for six full days. You have basically not taken in anything nutritious except a small amount of water and batter, so I suggest you not to move around.
The last question is that the apostle is still alive because His Majesty needs him to be alive, nothing more. ”
Hearing this explanation, Gus’ originally guarded expression finally relaxed. He leaned on the backrest behind him and began to lower his head to inspect his skin that was originally full of red blood spots. He found that there were dense residues of different sizes on it. There are spots, and some even have severe skin breakouts.
Although there was no mirror, he was almost sure that what he looked like must be quite creepy.
But fortunately, as the body's functions recover, it won't take long for these scars to gradually fade and eventually disappear.
“You were poisoned, a terrible poison. If you hadn’t drank the captain’s antidote in time, it would have turned into some kind of fertilizer that could be absorbed by that guy. Because one of his abilities is Relying on eating people to gain strength and recover from injuries.”
The youngest boy in the team took the initiative to explain what happened to Gus.
“So you are all from His Majesty Roald I?”
Gus spotted the prosthetic leg lying nearby and immediately picked it up and installed it on himself.
As a very insecure person, what he hates most is this state of being extremely weak and defenseless without the ability to defend himself.
So the first thing after waking up is not to ask for water or food, but to find the prosthetic equipment first.
The female captain who called herself Mago Salem obviously noticed this and nodded with a smile: "That's right. We are all elites trained and promoted by His Majesty. For us , His Majesty’s orders and missions are everything. Also, can you please explain where this comes from?”
As he said that, the female captain took out the exquisite coin from Gus’s leather pocket. badge.
Especially the royal emblem on it is no stranger to members of the hunting team like her.
"You guys going through my things?"
Gus had an obviously unhappy look on his face.
"Don't get me wrong, we're just not sure if you can survive, so we want to find something to prove your identity, otherwise we won't even know what to carve on the tombstone."
Margot Salem simply threw away the money bag in her hand.
The weak Gus did not reach out to pick it up, but let the leather bag fall at his feet. He glanced at the gold and silver coins inside and found that except for the badge, everything else was the same.
This also means that the other party is not a greedy person, otherwise he could take the opportunity to kill himself and swallow up this huge sum of money.
So after hesitating for a moment, he took a deep breath and said: "I received an invitation. This is a token and travel expenses given to me by someone."
"What? Invitation! You Did you receive your Majesty's invitation?"
The little man's voice suddenly rose an octave, his face full of shock and disbelief.
Compared to his reaction, Margo Salem was obviously much calmer. She only joked in a half-joking tone: "Okay, it's about as I guessed. After all, this is my first time with a badge of this level. See. There should be no possibility of being snatched away except by Your Majesty. >
The young man asked with his eyes shining slightly.
"Of course! If nothing else, the credit for escorting him should be much higher than catching this useless apostle. It would be great if more points could be awarded. I have long wanted to learn an advanced flame It’s magic.”
When she said these words, Margot Salem’s eyes showed naked and undisguised strong desire, and a red mark appeared on the back of her hand.
Obviously, the members of the hunting team formed by Zuo Si are all humans with magical qualifications in this world.
In other words, he was physically transformed and trained according to the standards of a "witcher", specializing in dealing with supernatural forces within his domain.
Otherwise, it is not his character to let apostles and monsters run rampant in his country and massacre civilians.
Since the emergence of these hunting teams active in various areas, the number of civilian deaths caused by attacks by apostles and monsters has significantly decreased.
Some apostles who couldn't hold on even chose to flee.
Facts have proved that nothing in this world can escape the iron rule of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
After all, many apostles are often very afraid of death by nature, so they will naturally choose to escape and retreat when facing enemies that threaten their lives.
The reason why Gus was able to successfully kill the apostles again and again was mainly because of his status as a human, which caused most of the apostles to look down on him. They always felt that he had a great advantage, but it turned out that it was not the door hidden in the prosthetic limb. The cannon was placed close to the face and opened wide, and it was cut in half by the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
But the hunting team formed by Zuo Si is different. All members are professional demon hunters who have mastered magical power.
Many of the weapons, potions and props in their hands are specially designed to restrain the power of the apostles.
Therefore, even a high-ranking apostle like Immortal Zod would find it difficult to gain any advantage from the hunting team.
Especially as Zuo Si's research on apostles and the energy of the underworld becomes more and more in-depth, the number of similar by-products becomes more and more, and even gradually forms a complete and independent system.
The eldest lady Farnese was responsible for organizing these things into volumes and storing them in an unknown room under the palace.
Perhaps it won’t be long before these books, notes and experimental records will become the keys to the Age of Magic.
Magic?
When Gus heard this word, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then his pupils suddenly dilated.
Because he saw a hot flame suddenly emerge from the palm of Mago Salem, and the flame did not burn the skin, but kept swimming around the arm like a snake. , and finally slowly extinguished into a wisp of black smoke.
The magical flame that can burn out of thin air without any fuel or substance deeply shocked this man who only knew how to fight with a sword.
Gus originally thought that after witnessing the sacrifice that destroyed the Eagle Group, he would never be surprised again in his life, no matter how bizarre and weird the situation was. Face it calmly.
But now his heart was obviously shaken.
If the hunting team trained by Zuo Si can master this kind of supernatural power, can he also obtain it?
With this power called magic, is it possible to kill Griffith, who has become Hand of God Femont?
So he began to worry about gains and losses, as he didn't have much expectations.
I even developed a strong curiosity and interest in Zuo Si.
“Here, drink some water and eat something. I don’t want you to die of thirst or starvation before you get to the capital.”
The small man directly threw a water bag and a bag containing lumpy portable food like compressed biscuits.
In an instant!
Gus's stomach made an unsatisfactory growling sound, which was obviously the gastrointestinal tract signaling to the owner that it was time to eat.
"Thank you!"
Gus nodded politely to the other party, and without caring about being polite, he took two sips of water, and then started to eat big mouthfuls.
After eating a few pieces, he decisively put down the bag in his hand.
Of course, this is not because he is full, but because his experience of being injured and comatose many times made him understand that at this time, he must not eat more to increase the burden on his gastrointestinal tract, but that he must slow down after at least a few days. recover.
Otherwise, it can range from vomiting and diarrhea, to severe cases that can strangle oneself to death.
As the food in the stomach is quickly digested and absorbed, the blood sugar content in the blood begins to gradually increase, and the weak and weak state is quickly relieved.
Driven by curiosity, Gus raised his hand to open a gap on the side of the carriage covered with black cloth and looked out. As a result, he saw golden wheat fields on both sides of the road at a glance.
Countless farmers are cheering and wielding sickles to harvest, and a large number of wheat ears and wheat straw are piled on the edge of the fields to form spectacular grain piles.
The younger children stood aside waving branches to drive away birds and voles. Cats and dogs also joined the hunt and were happily hunting thieves who tried to steal their owners' food.
Some even had bloated bellies from eating too many voles and birds, lying lazily aside to bask in the sun.
It is easy to see from the smiles on people’s faces that this must be a good year for a good harvest.
As a mercenary who has been wandering around various countries and participating in wars since he was a child, Gus can't remember the last time he saw such a beautiful scene.
At least in the war-torn Kingdom of Mitland, most farmers' faces always look painful, numb, and without any hope for life and the future.
Thinking of this, he asked in an uncertain tone: "The people here seem to be living well?"
"Of course!
Because Your Majesty Not only did they distribute land to them, but they also significantly reduced taxes and provided seeds, fertilizers, and agricultural tools at low prices.
Otherwise, why do you think the soldiers recruited in the army all fought like this? Rush forward like you are dying?
Because people who came from serf and sharecropper families knew that if those nobles were to come back, everything they had now would be taken away.
So we must completely defeat the decadent old feudal aristocracy and let them disappear from this world forever. ”
When saying these words, the youngest boy in the team revealed his admiration and admiration for His Majesty the King.
If it weren’t for Zuo Si’s arrival, he might still be here now. Sleeping in a stable, huddled together with horses or cows for warmth every night, there was always a stench and odor that could not be washed away
And he would never forget the one who was being shackled. The beautiful aristocratic lady who was called "kind", "kind" and "innocent", just because she appeared at the stable at an untimely time to brush a horse, her eyes showed disgust, disgust and contempt, as if she had no idea at all. Not a person, but a pile of horse or cow dung
The maid next to the other party didn't even say a word, and immediately called the servant in charge of managing the animals to scold him.
After the latter humbly apologized, he picked up a whip and beat the boy half to death. He also gave the boy a high fever and almost died.
This is the most true portrayal of the tragic life of the sons of serfs and sharecroppers.
No dignity!
No personality!
Not even a little bit of freedom!
From the moment they are born, they are part of the noble property, two-legged animals, and their life and death depend entirely on the words of the superior.
But now, the mountain that was originally weighing on everyone's head has finally been overthrown.
Amidst the roar of muskets and cannons, one castle after another was uprooted, and countless families were completely destroyed amidst screams and wails.
The young man in front of me even personally led Zuo Si's army that night. Afterwards, he held the captured noble lady down and repeatedly ravaged her for an hour, and then watched her being held high by the A group of mercenaries tortured him to death.
Since then, he has regarded the words Zuo Si instilled in the hunting team as his life motto, that is, "We are always loyal and we never forgive."
Gus obviously noticed the boy's reaction, he just smiled and said nothing.
As someone who has been close to Griffith, he understands that there is a monster in this world that exudes strong personal charm from head to toe.
They are like peerless geniuses and leaders. They can easily learn and understand complex things that ordinary people can't figure out in their entire lives. They are always able to surprise and lead everyone to win brilliant victories time and time again.
So there will never be a shortage of followers and admirers around such people.
Even if one day this person will lead everyone towards the abyss of destruction like moths to a flame.
There is no doubt that in Gus's eyes at this moment, Zuo Si's figure has gradually overlapped more and more with Griffith.
In this way, the group of people marched westward day and night along the road. Except when passing through towns, they stopped to rest, eat, and change horses. The rest of the time they were on the road.
After Gus's body began to gradually recover, everyone finally saw the rising royal capital on the horizon.
"This...is this?!!"
Gus, who was sitting in the front row with the coachman, stood up suddenly and stared at the incomparably spectacular sight in the distance with his mouth agape.
Especially the dense chimneys that were constantly emitting black smoke, and the steam trains running on the tracks filled with all kinds of goods and people, made him feel like he was in an absurd dream.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What the hell is this place?
"Ah! Look! The first railway planned before has finally been opened to traffic. It's so fast. I remember it only took more than three months in total, right?"
Margo Salem's Entire People are obviously very excited.
Not only her, but also the small man in the team could not help but sigh: "Yes, not only is it fast, it can be described as a miracle."
I really don't know what His Majesty used it. What kind of magic can build a railway connecting the mining area and the industrial area in such a short period of time?
In addition, haven't you noticed that the scale of the industrial area seems to have increased a lot?
I bet the number of factories has more than tripled. ”
“Hey! With railway connections, raw materials from mining areas can be continuously transported to factories, which will naturally promote the expansion of production. If this continues, the entire world will surrender before His Majesty's invincible legion. ”
The boy grinned with excitement and pride.
Just when Gus wanted to ask what was going on in this weird city, he suddenly saw a team of The man's hands and feet were shackled, and he was being driven towards a construction site by a leather whip.
Before he could ask questions, the bodies of these prisoners and slaves immediately began to expand, and eventually they transformed into human beings. Apostles of different shapes
If we had to find one thing in common, it would be that they all have a lot of "hands" or "limbs".
Following these monsters, who in Gus' eyes were extremely dangerous, twisted, and cruel, and who should all be driven out and killed, he began to pick up tools to clean up the surrounding trees, gravel, and soil, and then laid the sleepers one by one. It is fixed on the ground, and finally the rails are connected to it.
With such terrifying labor efficiency, it took only ten minutes to lay a distance of several hundred meters.
Not to mention Gus was stunned at this moment, even the members of the hunting team were also stunned, and they understood how the railway connecting the factory and the mining area was built, and why it was so important. The order given by the Piranha Apostle is to capture alive rather than to care about life or death.
Good guy!
They actually arrested the apostles and used them as free slaves and laborers.
Not only the apostles, but also undead creatures such as skeletons and zombies that were born under the influence of the energy of the underworld can be seen in the moving team.
I guess the capitalists will sigh with tears in their eyes when they come, you are the one who wants to exploit the surplus value.
Obviously, due to the severe shortage of labor on hand, the frantic Zuo Si finally reached out to these inhuman creatures.
After all, things like railway construction and infrastructure construction have always involved large investments, long cycles, and low returns.
He does not have the patience to use ten years or more to advance bit by bit and then complete the construction of the entire country's transportation system.
Since it’s not possible to follow the rules step by step, then naturally we have to find a way to “cheat”.
So is there anything in this world that can perform high-intensity labor 24 hours a day without eating or drinking?
So Zuo Si focused on the apostles in the basement who were used as experimental materials, as well as the zombies and skeletons created through the energy of the underworld. As we all know, the origin of necromancy magic in Faerûn is the impact of negative energy on corpses, creating the original undead creatures.
Some mages observed this, and then began to try to figure out the mystery, and then invented various necromancy spells to control these undead to serve themselves.
In the same way, since similar things have appeared in this world, they can naturally be controlled through magic.
So when the magic to control these undead creatures was invented, undead labor was naturally added to the industrialized luxury experience package.
Although these monsters caused a lot of panic and riots at the beginning, after some bold and greedy factory owners and mine owners experienced their benefits, they were immediately in a state of panic. Demand exceeds supply.
At present, half of the expanded production areas in industrial and mining areas are supported by these undead.
Otherwise, it would be absolutely wishful thinking to build a railway in just three to five years.
"Your Majesty the King is absolutely a madman! A complete madman!"
Looking at the hundreds of apostles who were diligently moving bricks at the construction site, Gus finally couldn't help but complain. One sentence.
He now even suspected that if he rushed over and killed an apostle at this time, it might be a relief for the apostle.
"Crazy? Maybe, anyway, I don't think this is a bad thing."
Mago Salem smiled noncommittally, then turned around and patted the Piranha Apostle on the shoulder and encouraged: "Did you see it? Those guys' present is your future. Work hard and try to repair more railways. Come out."
"Bah! Do you think I will abandon my dignity and become a slave like those idiots?"
The skinny old man spat angrily.
“Hahahaha!
Oh my god!
Have you lived your whole life like a dog?
You don’t think they did it voluntarily, do you?
If an apostle like you falls into His Majesty's hands, his life may be worse than death. "
The little man laughed, grabbed the other person's hair, and slammed his entire face against the ground of the carriage, leaving a dark red blood mark on it.
Gus Upon seeing this, he also showed a slightly ferocious smile
There is no doubt that both the members of this hunting team and this large, scary and eerie royal capital are quite to his liking so far.
Especially in terms of attitude towards the apostles.
After identifying himself to the guards guarding the entrance, the carriage quickly entered the back entrance of the palace, escorted by four cavalry.
About fifteen minutes later, they finally passed through the layers of security and entered the most secret and core part of the palace.
As soon as he stepped in, Gus immediately heard blood-curdling screams and wails coming from inside.
That pitiful cry can make even a hard-hearted person soften.
But soon, this newly rising sympathy disappeared.
Because when passing by a cell, Gus saw that the unlucky guy fixed on the wall was not a human being at all, but a strange apostle.
The owner here is obviously doing some terrible experiments on them.
Some apostles even had their limbs separated and their bodies cut into more than a dozen sections, but they still did not die, but lived well.
It has to be said that if he had not experienced that terrible sacrifice before, Gus can guarantee that he would not be able to deal with it calmly now.
Finally, the group came to a room filled with books, experimental instruments, various specimens and medicine bottles.
As the captain, Margo Salem took the first step forward and knelt down on one knee, reporting in a very respectful manner: "Your Majesty, according to your order, we have captured the Apostle Gardener. ”
“Very good! Paris, just take this guy to do a small renovation, and then send him directly to the railway construction. A waste."
Zuo Si gave the order to the maid beside him straightforwardly.
"As you wish, Master."
Paris bowed gracefully, then stepped forward and took a handful of the hair of the apostle known as the "Gardener" and walked straight towards the direction of the cell. .
After a while, the latter's heart-rending screams echoed in everyone's ears.
But Zuo Si acted as if he hadn't heard anything, staring straight at Gus standing in front of him. After a full minute, he got up and took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet and poured two glasses of wine into it. cups, one of which was handed to the other party.
“This is?!”
Gus took the glass and was stunned for a moment, a little confused as to what he was doing.
"Here's to the only warrior in the world who dares to challenge fate and face the bleak life." Zuo Si raised the wine glass in his hand and said.
“Are you talking about me?”
Gus frowned subconsciously.
For some reason, he always felt that when those black eyes looked at him, he was instantly seen from the inside out.
"Otherwise, who else could it be?"
Zuo Si asked with a smile, then clinked the glass with the other person, then raised his head and drank it all, feeling the light sourness of the wine remaining on the tip of his tongue.
It is not difficult to see from the serious look in his eyes that he is not simply complimenting, but he believes from the bottom of his heart that this is the fact.
Because even among the many "protagonists" with miserable life experiences, Gus is definitely unique. Even one of the worst can be removed, and he is a veritable "King of Misery".
Other protagonists with miserable life experiences can at least live a normal life, or experience more or less family affection and love.
But what about Gus?
It was a standard hell start from the moment of birth, an abandoned baby who almost died just after crawling out of his mother's belly.
Even the adoptive mother who treats him best does not really love him, but sees him as a substitute for her aborted child, and may not even be in a normal mental state.
The adoptive father is a scumbag among scumbags, not to mention that he was violated by a strong mercenary when he was young.
Throughout Gus's entire childhood, there were almost nothing but tragedies, and there weren't many scenes that could be called "warm" at all.
But do you think this is the end?
No!
This is just the beginning!
The subsequent Eagle Group, Griffith's demonic ascension and sacrifice were the real starting point of this purgatory life.
For most people, not to mention experiencing it from beginning to end, even one or two experiences are enough to cause a devastating blow to the spirit, and may even leave a huge psychological shadow for a lifetime.
But Gus survived time and time again. Even if the enemy was so powerful that it made people despair, he never gave up the fight, using his human flesh and blood to fight against the hands of the apostles and gods.
No matter what the final result is, the fearless courage and persistence alone are worthy of admiration.
Through the mutilated body, Zuo Si could even see the golden soul shining inside.
If such a person appears in Faerûn, gods such as Tempus, the God of War, Tyr, the God of Justice, Thom, the God of Loyalty and Courage, and Hoare, the God of Vengeance, will even compete for his faith and The soul belongs to fight.
Maybe Shuna, the goddess of love, will also get involved, wanting to experience what it is like to fall in love with such a macho man.
"The look in your eyes reminds me of a person, an enemy I hate so much."
Gus drank all the wine in the glass, then suddenly exerted force on his palm, and cast the glass with a snap The wine glass was crushed to pieces.
This action instantly aroused the vigilance of others around him.
Especially the eldest lady Farnese, is even ready to start chanting spells to release magic.
But Zuo Si raised his hand to stop all the commotion, and then asked with a relaxed look: "Is it Griffith?"
Gus nodded without thinking: "Yes! I smell the same scent on you as him. But you are obviously stronger than him and also crazier."
"Pfft hahahahaha !
I have to say, your intuition is really sharp
In fact, I have more similarities with Griffith than you think.
Say we all have this.”
With that said, Zuo Si took out his crimson Behelet and threw it directly.
"Overlord's egg? How could you have such a thing!"
Gus's face suddenly changed, one hand was already on the dragon-slaying sword, and he was exuding a terrifying energy. Killing intent.
He would never forget what happened when Griffith turned it on after falling into despair.
“Don’t be so nervous.
The Overlord's egg is nothing more than a key, a node woven by the law of cause and effect.
It is not something mandatory, everything comes from the holder's choice.
In other words, the reason why Griffith became the Hand of God was not because he was really destined to become the Hand of God, but because he chose to surrender to fate.
In fact, he has the opportunity to break away from his fate and embark on a completely different path, just like you now.
It’s just that he chose to surrender to fate and took the initiative to embrace the dark side of human nature.
But I'm different from him.
Because I never make a choice, but let others make the choice.
So there is no need to worry about what I will do with the Overlord's egg.
For me it is just a tool, a key to better understand the truth of this world. ”
Zuo Si patiently explained and explained in detail.
Although the God of the Abyss claims that it weaves everyone's destiny, and even arranged the script for the entire world a long time ago and calls it the "law of cause and effect," the real situation is much more complicated.
In the real world, many people have successfully escaped from the control of fate and the law of cause and effect, at least for a short period of time.
So although the God of the Abyss is the projection of the evil side of all human consciousness, it cannot control everyone 100%.
Because in addition to the evil side of human nature, there is also a good side.
The good side is the biggest variable that can affect and interfere with the law of cause and effect and destiny.
Although Zuo Si himself is a staunch supporter of "human beings are inherently evil", and his tendency toward lawful evil is the best proof, he does not hate or even deny the precious qualities of kindness, justice, and kindness.
So he was keenly aware of the flaws of the God of the Abyss, and planned to use this as an opportunity to start a debate with the other party.
"So...you know everything?"
Gus stared at Zuo Si, who was close at hand, with wide eyes.
The latter smiled and nodded: "Yes, I know everything, whether it is your life experience, or the process of Griffith's sacrifice of the entire Eagle Group to become a demon, and I also know that he used It won’t be long before he completes his second reincarnation and returns in the form of the Eagle of Light.”
"What? Wait! You said Griffith will come back?"
Gus quickly grabbed a key word that made him lose control of his emotions.
Why is he desperately hunting the apostles?
Of course it was to learn the whereabouts of the Hand of God - Femont from the apostle, and then find a way to kill the other party to avenge the dead companions and the tortured and crazy Casca.
“Yes!
As his best friend, don't you understand how persistent he is for that unattainable wish?
What's more, the God of the Abyss behind him wants to take this opportunity to start a new era.
If you want revenge, want to defeat Griffith, or even save this world that keeps sliding towards the bottomless abyss, I am your only choice. ”
Zuo Si gave the answer straightforwardly.
Because opening up the passage between the underworld and the real world should be the long-cherished wish of the God of the Abyss.
Its meaning is basically the same as the Eye of Terror in the Warhammer universe. It means that the world of spirit and soul can begin to directly interfere and affect the material world.
And according to the results of the research, the energy in the nether world is not uniformly distributed as the witches imagined, but becomes thinner as it goes up, and becomes richer as it approaches the deepest part.
This means that if you want to obtain the most powerful power in this area, you must continue to approach the God of the Abyss.
So the most powerful magic users in this world have always been the Hands of God.
After all, except for the Hand of God, basically no one can maintain their sanity and self after facing the God of the Abyss.
"Why should I believe you?"
Gus was obviously moved, but he was afraid of falling into another fatal trap.
Zuo Si smiled and responded: "No, you don't need to believe me, you just need to believe in yourself. If one day you find that I have become an enemy, you can kill me too. Because I It is only responsible for providing strength, and you can make your own decisions.”
“What do you want to do? Or what are your ambitions and dreams?”
Gus raised a red Overlord's Egg in his hand and asked with a serious face.
"First of all, let me correct you. I am a person without dreams.
Because dreaming of something unrealistic and unattainable often means too much uncertainty in the process of chasing it.< br>
So for a rational realist like me, dreams have no value or meaning.
In contrast, I prefer to call them goals
After all. Goals can be achieved through means and efforts
As for my goal, of course, it is to start a contest and debate with the God of the Abyss behind the Hand of God, so that it understands its mistakes and flaws. "
Zuo Si didn't hide anything and openly stated his intentions.
"No dreams, only goals? You sound like a scarier guy than Griffith! "
Gus's face instantly became extremely complicated, and he continued to ask: "Then how are you going to give me enough power to resist the hand of God? ”
“It’s very simple, just sign a contract. ”
Zuo Si straightforwardly took out a parchment scroll that smelled of burnt food from his pocket.
You know without asking that this is a devil's contract from Baator Hell.
Gus obviously noticed the difference in this parchment scroll, and carefully unfolded it to read the strange symbols on it.
Although he didn't recognize every symbol, he could understand the meaning.
Although the terms and explanations are confusing, there is very little real content, which is that after signing the contract, you need to pay the price of your soul to obtain the power to kill the hand of God.
If it were in the past, Gus would definitely regard this contract as a scare trick and throw it away.
But now, after struggling for a long time, he bit his finger and signed his name on it with blood.
Boom!
The scroll exploded instantly and produced a dazzling fire, and burned to ashes in just a few seconds.
Just when Gus wanted to ask when he would gain power, his eyes suddenly began to become blurry, and then Zuo Si, who originally looked like a human, suddenly turned into a huge figure with endless energy exuding from his body. The majestic and terrifying devil was followed the next second by a giant dragon with multiple heads capable of destroying everything.
Before Gus could figure out the situation, a voice echoed in his mind.
"My name is Soth! Lord of the ninth level of Baator Hell! Prince of Demons! Lord of the Dark Dimension! Supreme Father of New Phyrexia! From this moment on, you are my chosen one. ..."
The moment the last word was blurted out, a huge force that could not be described in words poured into Gus's body crazily.
The terrifying impact made him lose consciousness in an instant.
But when he was dying, he vaguely saw that his broken arm had miraculously grown back, and his blind eyes had regained their sight.