He Xiaoyu named fifty people, thirty of whom were personal guards who obeyed the high priest of the Original Church, and twenty were strong sailors. Together with He Xiaoyu and Zhou You, there were fifty-two people in total. Departing from Swordfish Island, take the largest whaling ship on the island and drive at full speed northwest.
Until they were stopped by the fog that suddenly spread about 20 nautical miles away from Qiulong Island.
Fog is a fluid with substance.
When the fog appeared, the whalers anchored in the shallow sea.
But the fog is getting thicker and thicker, and even if the boat is not far from the shore, after a few hours, it seems like it is in an endless white ocean.
This whiteness seems to never fade away.
A whaler is like a lost submarine in deep water.
Zhou Yu asked the sailor to shine a searchlight into the distance to see how dense the fog was. The beam of the searchlight looked like a substantial bridge in the thick fog.
The sound of canes came from the bridge.
He Xiaoyu remembered the sound of the cane. She told Zhou You that He BuLe always likes to wear a cane when traveling, but this is not because of his inconvenient legs and feet, but because He BuLe believes that people live in this world just to show off, and Gou BuLe's purpose is to preserve strength, and Once you are strong enough, life without pretense will appear to be no fun.
Therefore, the walking stick is necessary, the travel must be grand, and the walking must be sound, so that everyone, whether friends or enemies, can remember him for a long time.
Zhou You laughed:
"What a flashy thing, you actually need to use external objects to obtain the value of your existence from others."
"Go, turn off the lights and let him fall off the bridge."
The light beam in the fog dissipated and all the searchlights were turned off, but He Xiaoyu could still hear the footsteps approaching from far away.
Rather, after the lights were turned off, the footsteps became more elusive. The footsteps were far or near, as if coming from all directions at the same time, but no one knew where they were.
Zhou You told He Xiaoyu not to worry:
"This kind of mysterious person naturally has his reasons for being mysterious."
"If his ability was far stronger than ours, he would never have adopted the method of hearing the sound of canes from all directions and blocking our departure route with inexplicable fog."
"And there's no doubt he's doing that now."
"This means that no matter how much pressure he brings to you, and how much fear he brings to you because of such unknowns, these pressures and fears are all false."
"It's one of his performances."
Zhou You doesn't think that He Bule is a person who likes to show off, or at best, he is just a person who likes to talk about how much he likes to show off. In fact, He Bule's character background should be extremely cowardly.
He is afraid of things that are beyond his ability, which is why he pushed He Xiaoyu, who was about to become the Crimson Demon, away from his jurisdiction, and cooked He Xiaoyu with the fire of evolution, slowing down as much as possible The process of He Xiaoyu's transformation into a crimson demon child.
And today, why is the fog rising on the sea, and why is it taking advantage of the fog to block this whale ship coming from the southeastern sea?
The greatest possibility is actually...
Why not treat the group of people who arrived unexpectedly on the whaling ship as the personal soldiers of the high priest Lao Wusi.
A group of heavily armed soldiers suddenly came from Swordfish Island to the waters near Qiulong Island. If their immediate superior had not given the order to launch a surprise attack on Qiulong Island, there would probably be no other reason.
And from He Bule's point of view, if we think about it further, why would High Priest Lao Wusi lead his troops to raid?
I'm afraid it's just to prosecute the High Priest He Bule for what he did before.
After all, using a search and rescue ship to tie up the soon-to-evolve Crimson Demon and cruise at full speed to the territory of another high priest, this kind of thing would have been unprecedented even five or ten years ago.
After thinking about this, Zhou You turned around and walked towards the captain's cabin.
behind him,
Layers of blue water surged out of the void, replacing his eyes, allowing Zhou You to see the way forward even in a blind state.
To be more precise, in today's self-digging vision, the world has become a monochrome picture composed of contour lines. The function of the wave of longing is to outline more lines, using contour-like lines. Fill the world.
"Everyone retreats below the deck. He Xiaoyu follows me into the captain's cabin."
Zhou Youyou.
He Xiaoyu nodded and did not ask Zhou You the reason for his decision.
In He Xiaoyu's view, Mr. Zhou does everything for a reason, but if he is unwilling to tell himself these reasons, then the only thing he needs to do is to believe them.
When he was on Swordfish Island, Mr. Zhou had already given himself a chance to choose. He had a dream that was difficult to reach the sky. In the process of realizing such a dream, he would definitely become a victim at a certain period. Death is The only ending.
Mr. Zhou said that before this happens, you can make a choice and choose whether to participate.
Mr. Zhou dug out all his own eyes in order to express his attitude to the maximum extent. No matter whether he went or stayed, he would not interfere.
But that time, He Xiaoyu's attitude was, "Participate."
He Xiaoyu felt that he had lived enough.
In her previous life, she experienced a false family and a false upbringing, received a false education, and gained false honors. Everyone she met wore a false mask towards her, and all of this was... Her life finally fell into nothingness. She only felt a little angry when she was rescued on the Qingshui, but this anger only lasted a very short time, because she discovered that in the world cycle system, the so-called Search and rescue is actually pointless.
Those lives that died in front of you will reappear in front of you in the next cycle; those lives that can obviously be saved, just because they do not meet the conditions of the cycle, return to silence again and again when the cycle terminates.
My brother is the captain of a search and rescue ship. There is an electronic screen in the captain's room that is connected to the Internet in real time. My brother calls it the "book of life and death." The book of life and death contains a list of people who can be rescued in this cycle. Everything written on the list, Only then can they be fished out from the ruins on the seabed, and those not marked on the list can only be allowed to sway with the ocean currents no matter how close they are to the seafloor.
The reason?
No reason.
Only cold people rate.
Those who get the bid are all undersea talents of D level or above, and those who don't get the bid are ten times or even a hundred times more likely to be there than those who get the bid.
They are all alive.
At least at the beginning of each cycle, in the first three minutes of each cycle, they weren't suffocating.
So what is the value of the existence of the world?
What is the meaning of the existence of the world?
In addition, he was also encouraged by the plundering. If there was no false family brought by the priest He Bu Le, and he did not even have this false blood lineage of the He family, he would not be able to enjoy the so-called "elite education" on Qiu Long Island, and he would not be able to live in a short period of time. Over time, I learned three perspectives on understanding the world and serving the island.
Before boarding the Qingshui, he had not been able to realize the emotional fluctuations that could unlock the prototype of emotional incarnation for several years. It was He Shuiqing who put himself under the high pressure of deep diving through the submersible over and over again, and forcibly implanted the idea of "floating" In his own mind, this turned him from scrap material to a D-level talent, but what if there were no He Shuiqing and Qingshui Hao?
In other words, for those thousands of unrated humans under the sea who failed to unlock their emotional abilities when the old and new worlds changed, what value does the existence of the new world have to them?
He Xiaoyu's wandering thoughts were finally brought back when a harsh scream came from his ears.
When he came back to his senses, he found that Zhou You was playing with the broadcasting equipment in the captain's cabin.
"I will debug a little bit of the frequency band. What are you going to do, Mr. Zhou?"
He Xiaoyu asked.
Zhou You waved his hand and said that he could do it too, but the knowledge was all in his head and was a bit unfamiliar.
The loudspeaker on the deck rang, and the traveling sounds spread into the thick fog in all directions.
"Please also ask High Priest He to show up. Let's go to the deck for a while."
Clearing his throat, Zhou You said again:
"This is what High Priest Lau meant."
"High Priest Lao said that if High Priest He didn't show up, he would definitely wipe out Swordfish Island before transferring the priests."
The sound of the cane in the white mist became more urgent, then pretended to be calm again and returned to a steady state.
There is only one strong word "good" left.
He Xiaoyu saw a vague human figure slowly condensing on the deck. She leaned into Zhou You's ear and whispered:
"Mr. Zhou, this is fake. It is made of water vapor."
Zhou You knocked on the table and turned the speaker volume higher until there was a sharp blast:
"High Priest Lao said that if High Priest He must use this method to challenge his bottom line, then the communication can stop here."
The mist was silent, and the human figure on the deck spoke:
"Let Lao Wusi come out to see me, you are not worthy."
A wave of blue water appeared behind Zhou You. It was light blue at first, and soon turned into azure. His figure gradually became transparent, looming, as if he was withdrawing from this time and space.
The next second, a hole appeared in the neck of the humanoid on the deck.
He Bule's head was originally placed where the hole was, but now it's gone.
The wandering figure reappeared in front of the paging desk in the captain's cabin. His hands were wet, which was the dew condensed by the mist.
"It's indeed fake." Zhou You nodded to He Xiaoyu.
He Xiaoyu found that Zhou You's body was a little chapped, and the blood vessels under the skin were bursting layer by layer.
"Can you still hold on?" He Xiaoyu asked.
Zhou You shook his head, then held his neck and moved quickly to the right.
"Don't say anything. Throw my body on the deck and lure him out."
Then, his breath disappeared.
He Xiaoyu used the floating body to throw Zhouyou's body from the captain's cabin to the deck.
Then, there was a long silence on the deck.
The headless body of Hebule kept melting in the thick fog, like a melted candle.
Zhou You's limbs and head were twisted, and he was thrown aside like a piece of rag.
Until there was a sigh on the deck.
First it was the cane touching the ground, then the leather shoes and windbreaker, and Hebu Le's true body finally came out of the thick fog.
"Old friend, I surrender, but I think we can have a chat."
"You know me. I have no interest in priests, but you do."
"So I just thought, as a favor, I would give you my twelfth daughter."
"She is already waiting to be transformed. As long as she is transformed into crimson in your jurisdiction, you will be promoted immediately. Isn't this a win-win situation?"
He BuLe squinted his eyes, smiled at the corners of his eyes, and smiled at the corners of his mouth, as if what he was doing was a great thing. As he said this, he opened his arms, held a cane, and approached the captain on the deck. came from the other end of the room.
But he soon discovered something was wrong. The woman standing in the captain's cabin was clearly the daughter he ordered to be burned. There was no other person besides her. In his fantasy, he should be standing in the captain's cabin waiting for his labor. Five thoughts, in fact, do not exist!
He Bule's eyes suddenly opened from squint to round, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up. In just this moment, he realized that he was actively stepping into a conspiracy.
Why isn't Lao Wusi in the captain's cabin?
Why is there a woman in the captain's cabin who should be transformed into crimson?
In just a moment, He Bule's mind was filled with thoughts.
He could not conclusively think of the original
reasons, but he finally figured out the pros and cons—
——No matter what Lao Wusi’s purpose is, this purpose must be for himself!
There is a high probability that he has found a way to completely restrain himself, and he plans to use this trick to lure the snake out of the hole, and take advantage of this opportunity to kill himself on the whaling ship, so that he can become the only big fish within a hundred miles. priest!
Yes, that must be the case! As long as there is only one qualified high priest within a hundred miles and the other high priests are unable to continue serving for various reasons, the high priest who should be promoted to a priest according to the KPI will continue to serve until the next high priest is selected. The office of the high priest!
Within a hundred miles, there are currently only two people capable of serving as the high priest, and he and himself!
If it were me, after being forced to this point, if I really had the ability to fight, I would definitely try to use this method to break the situation.
But, how exactly does he want to kill me?
He Bule's thoughts turned over and over again, but his actions were not affected in the slightest by the wandering thoughts. In the blink of an eye, he re-hidden his figure so that he could once again hide himself in the invisible place. In the thick fog.
only……
At the moment when his figure was about to completely disappear, he felt pain coming from his left chest.
The pain came from the back of my heart.
No, there's no heart there anymore.
He BuLe saw a beating heart, which passed through his chest and stretched out in front of his eyes.
Zhou You's voice came from behind He Bu Le:
"Pain is normal for minor surgery."
But what surprised Zhou You was that even though He Bu Le's heart was in his hand, He Bu Le still didn't die immediately. He filled his chest with mist to simulate the movement of the heart, and then imprisoned it through the filled thick mist. Zhou You's left arm made Zhou You unable to move.
"I do not know you."
He BuLe's head turned 180 degrees and turned to the back to see Zhou You's face clearly.
Zhou You showed a shy smile to He Bule:
"Yes, you don't know me, but I need your head just like I need Lao Wusi's head."
The light in He Bule's eyes flashed:
"Lao Wusi, is he dead?"
Zhou You nodded:
"Yes, he was killed by me."
The sparkle in He Bu Le's eyes is deeply hidden under his pupils:
"When did you die?"
Zhou Youyou:
"yesterday."
He BuLe nodded and said:
"Okay, then I'll give you my head."
Zhou You was stunned for a moment. Before he understood what He Bu Le meant, he saw He Bu Le's head suddenly detached from his neck. The huge head rolled towards him. Suction came from all the seven orifices, as if there was a black hole hidden in it. You are stuck in the same place, unable to escape!
And from the broken part of the neck, small crimson spiders kept pouring out like a tide, crawling along Zhou You's arms all over his body. In just a blink of an eye, they ate up all the flesh and skin of Zhou You, leaving only the bones!
Even the heart that was originally grasped on the paw of the white-bone left hand turned into a beating pink spider egg!
It turns out that behind the high priest's apparent identity, why not be happy that his true identity is already a crimson demon!
And his level as a crimson devil child was even higher than that of He Xiaoyu today!
"That's all."
He BuLe shook off the bone-white claws imprisoned in his chest by the thick fog, stuffed the pink spider egg back into his heart, then turned around and strolled towards the captain's room where He Xiaoyu was. Go.
His steps were very light. As he walked, he chatted with He Xiaoyu in the captain's room. The content of the chat was as gentle as his steps, but those soft words passed through the thick fog and reached He Xiaoyu's ears, but they seemed like The devil's whisper:
"He Xiaoyu, I don't know how you survived the fire of evolution, and I don't know where you found such an ally and killed the old immortal far away on Swordfish Island."
"But, I don't want to know any of this, so I can forget about it."
"Since you are back today and have become a high-level crimson demon child, I am willing to accept you again and become my right-hand man."
"You have five seconds to think about it."
"Because in five seconds, I'm going to be in the captain's cabin and crush your neck."
"five……"
"Four……"
"three……"
"two……"
He Bule's voice suddenly stopped again, because the familiar left hand penetrated his chest again.
This time, it crushed He Bule's heart.
"Relax." He Bule heard Zhou You's laughter: "It hurts a little, but it's normal."
He Bule didn't know how the man behind him survived his Ten Thousand Spiders addiction, but he decided to do it again.
Only this time, before his head fell from his neck, he felt a strong and whistling wind around his body.
In less than a second, Zhou You crushed all the bones in He BuLe's body, and then gently hugged He BuLe's head.
"I told you, I need your head."
Zhou You's voice was breathless, but at the same time, He Bule's vital signs had completely disappeared.
"It's part of the plan."
Zhou You laughed again, and then fell into eternal nothingness.
