Willy Xiao opened his eyes and found that he was at the place he wanted to go—almost the most. Miraculously, he didn't know where it was until he got there.
But soon, he became familiar with the driving. The occult scholars are full of ambition and look forward to major discoveries.
Such a discovery is in the Vientiane Forest.
The first guy Willy Xiao met in the Vientiane Forest was a man. He didn't consider the odds at all and rushed forward excitedly.
"Are you here to join the war too?" the man said to him.
"What? Who are you?" Willy Shaw asked him.
"I am the Stepper. Are you here to fight in the war?" the man replied.
"No. What kind of war?"
"The war for the Treaders, of course."
"Why fight for the Steppers?"
"Because I'm the only one here."
"Wow, what an honor it is to meet you!"
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"The Vientiane Forest. How should I say it? There are various and contradictory descriptions about the Vientiane Forest. After countless verifications, scholars are surprised to find that these descriptions may be correct. What the Vientiane Forest shows It has more facets on the outside than the Leatherfin diamond.
These externalities are not realms or illusions, but truly stable existences. The contradictions therein are diluted by diversity. Just like this book. "
——"A Comprehensive Guide to Nine Planes·Vientiane Forest·Overview"
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Just like what he saw before him. It is truly stable. Willy Xiao did not doubt this idea at all, and followed the Steppers to the battlefield of Frame No. 1.
He didn't find anything strange at all.
The creatures on the battlefield are all humans. Some people's skin is paper, some people's skin is silver. They threw things at each other. Some things are specks of mud, some things are sparks, and their roles are self-evident. There are also some silver-skinned men who fire their hooks and dig out a big hole in a paper-skinned man.
They cried while digging. Some of the torn paper people split into several smaller paper people - the skin of these people was simply paper within paper - and some melted neatly into the mud.
Willy Xiao felt extremely interesting and observed the war attentively. The Stepper watched with him.
At this moment, Willy Xiao already felt that he was very familiar with him. For a while, they went deep into the front line, observing the corners of the mouths and elbows of the paper-skinned and silver-skinned men; for a while, they sat down on two rocks not far away, listening to their howls when they threw things, and the shattering sounds of being hit. and the curses before falling; for a while, he climbed up to the high platform on the edge of the battlefield, counting the numbers of both sides to assess which side had the upper hand——
The numbers on both sides are in dynamic change. The paper man consumes much faster, but also replenishes much faster. The newly added paper man will always run in two directions immediately - directly towards the silver man and be knocked down, or directly turn around and run away. Only after going through such a process (or not going through it) will they become real paper men and join the army of mud throwers.
Willy Xiao watched for a while, and the situation changed.
The silver-skinned men grew wings and flew high into the sky, holding hands and flying higher and higher. The paper man was helpless and jumped up and down with his head thrown back angrily.
At first they could hit each other's calves, but after a while they could only throw mud and sparks at the Silverskin Man. Soon, the Silverskin Man became the size of a pigeon in their eyes, and even the throwing objects could not touch it. Not here.
But the Silverskins were not free from all threats - there were some smart papermen who caught the Silverskin's knees when they were just rising and were able to rise into the sky together.
This was of course met with the fierce opposition of the Silverskin Man. As the paper men climbed up, they mercilessly carried the paper faces with their pointed silver heels. Most of the paper men fell and fell to pieces, but there were still a few paper men who used grappling hooks to tie themselves to the silver men and rose up safely.
The paper man on the ground realized this precious opportunity and shouted. "Well done! Pull us up too!" they shouted.
Some of the papermen in the sky began to try to drop their grappling claws - which resulted in some similar falls - but two of the papermen succeeded. They seemed to have invisible wings, and no matter how much the Silverskins punched or kicked them, they could not move them at all.
The paper men in the sky lowered their claws and saw that a steady stream of paper men were about to climb up from the ground. The silver men seemed to have negotiated and surrounded the two paper men. Willy Xiao stretched his neck eagerly, but he could only see their backs - the silver on the surface of their skin seemed to be flowing.
After a while, the pile of silver-skinned people dispersed, revealing the paper-skinned people in the center - they also became shiny silver, and their invisible wings turned into visible wings.
The paper man on the ground screamed again. The two paper men in the sky - now silver men - looked down and retracted their grappling hooks neatly.
The paper man was shaken to the ground before he could climb up.
Willy Xiao was watching with enthusiasm when he heard the Treader whisper: "Not good."
"What's wrong?"
He turned his head curiously. Think about it. "That's right. You said the goal of the war is to fight for the Treaders - that's you. But aren't you just standing here?"
At this moment, in order to see more clearly, they had moved to the center of the battle, where the paper-skinned people gathered most densely. Above his head is the flashing silver-skinned man. The strange thing is that after the paper-skinned man could not attack the silver-skinned man, the silver-skinned man also stopped attacking the paper-skinned man. Now they just stared at each other with hostility.
The war seems to have entered its third phase. But no matter at which stage, both sides in the war turned a blind eye to the Treaders.
"Yes. They can get me if they win." Stepper said, looking a little distracted. "But I'm not important to them at all."
"I don't understand that at all, brother," Willie Shaw protested.
As they spoke, the Paperskin and Silverskins did not shake hands. The silver-skinned man who had just been transformed from the paper-skinned man said a few words to all the silver-skinned men. They gathered together in the sky, and the silver skin on their bodies began to flow again.
They raised their hands to the ground at the same time, and streams of silver water emitted from their palms. The paper man on the ground was poured with silver water, and his movements became slow, as if his body was very heavy.
Too heavy. They are too heavy. It felt like the ground was no longer able to bear it and started to tremble - Willy Xiao looked around, considering whether to change places, when he heard the shout of the Treader:
"It's over! I'm going to be taken away!
Help!
! "
Willy Xiao was startled, jumped up in confusion, grabbed the stepper and squeezed out. The ground shook violently, and then fell downwards, and the exclamations of the paper-skinned people could be heard one after another. The Treader screamed all the way as if he were stepping on a nail path. Willy Xiao was frightened. He looked up while running wildly - he didn't know whether the ground was falling or they were rising again. The Silverskin Man was as high and far away as the stars in the sky, which was extremely scary.
He quickly lowered his head and continued running.
They ran for who knows how long. The fall of the ground finally stopped - or did it? Willy Xiao was out of breath, sat down on the ground, and turned his head.
The first thing he saw was the endless pit that the battlefield of Box 1 turned into. Dark. And he stopped right on the edge of the pit. The paper people are gone. The silver-skinned man shimmered in the sky.
The Treader stopped screaming and stood there in a daze.
"It's okay." Willy Xiao panted and shook his arm.
The Stepper turned into two halves as he swayed, and one half fell to the ground, turning into silver water and flowing downwards along the edge of the pit. The other half remained in his hand.
This half is as light as paper and as pale.
Willy Shaw let go and screamed for a while.
