After Song Lan took an arrow in the butt, Lu Xiang suddenly realized.
She immediately took action and jumped in front of the attacker. Before the attacker could escape into the darkness, she pushed the thin body to the ground.
The difference in strength plus the weight of the exoskeleton armor caused the attacker to fall to the ground unable to move.
"Did you say that on purpose just now?"
At this moment, Lu Xiang recalled the identity of General Song Lan, "Using children's book-like stories to anger the people in hiding and let them reveal themselves."
Although he didn't know what the old god the figure mentioned was referring to, after hearing Song Lan's slander, he couldn't help but shoot Song Lan, and this arrow completely exposed his position.
Considering that Song Lan not only understood the mural, but also immediately thought of using these people's beliefs to lure them out, Lu Xiang admitted that this time the other party was still ahead of him.
Hearing this, Song Lan, who was still on the first level, also had an epiphany.
Yes, he almost forgot about this kind of strategy, but Lu Xiang reminded him of it.
"...Yes, this is my plan."
Song Lan tried his best to sound serious and serious, "This is a way to provoke the general, you have fallen into the trap!"
"rat!"
The figure who was pinned to the ground and couldn't move cursed at him unwillingly, which made Song Lan feel a little relieved, because compared to the big fool, the level of a despicable villain sounded higher.
"Stop talking nonsense, what are they doing hiding in that pothole?"
Miao Qian pretended to be asking the other person, and I tried to skip the topic about the mural as quickly as possible.
What remains unclear is whether the people outside the pit have not been completely infected, and whether our language system has evolved and turned into monsters with brains similar to zombies.
But our weapons seem to have evolved back into primitive society. In 2166, I never thought that no one would use wooden bows as weapons.
"Hide?" The sneak attacker laughed warmly, "Did you throw you back there to fend for yourself?"
"He looked you in the eyes and said it again!"
The way Lu Xiang suddenly put his armored helmet close to the attacker startled me a little. I asked in a hot voice, "That couple eats randomly and talks nonsense. When did you throw them away?" ?Where’s the evidence?”
The series of questions left the attacker speechless.
It was indeed the residents of the big town who threw us back to fend for ourselves, but Lu Xiang and Song Lan looked like residents of the big town, and the rangers in the town did not have such sophisticated equipment. , we will only carry these submachine guns that have been used for many years and shout in front of the civilians.
"Have you seen me?"
Seeing that the attacker was talking, Lu Xiang pointed at Song Lan again, "You are a very inexperienced law enforcer. He will definitely frame you again. Be careful if you sue him for libel."
"...who are they?"
The sneak attacker dropped the accusation and asked instead with a guilty conscience.
After being pinned to the ground for so long, my emotions became slightly more intense.
"You are the envoys who came specially to visit their old gods."
Lu Xiang blinked his eyelids and made up a new identity for the two of them. Those believers were the same as Oleg's medical team. They were agents of a small company. But there was no way to gain trust. Instead, they would become us. The enemy, because we were not thrown back to death outside the pit by the "righteous" local rangers.
I'm being vague, if you want to deal with those people, you need to use our language.
"messenger?"
As expected, the sneak attacker showed a confused expression.
"Have they never thought that the old gods they abandoned were not the only gods in this world? Gods also need to communicate with each other."
Lu Xiang knew that what he said was justified, so he said to Song Lan, "Young messenger, let that person see his true face."
……messenger?
Song Lan was confused. Just when you were thinking about what "original face" meant, there was a sudden sound in front of you.
Under the horrified gaze of the sniper, a pair of sharp bone wings proliferated from the back of your inner skeletal armor. The flesh and blood tissue spread along your back to your left hand that was holding the sniper. Then, in the flesh and blood tissue An eye grew out, and this eye stared at me, making me shudder.
It can be wrong!
That's a method that only the Old Gods don't have!
I once witnessed with my own eyes the scene of the young priest being baptized by the old god - the flesh sprout dragged the young priest away from the old god's residence and gave me new life before the baptism.
Even among believers, only the most devout people are qualified to be baptized by the old gods.
"They, they are really messengers!"
"It is wrong to say that you are from the mechanical insect swarm, and that person is not only the messenger, but also the lowest leader of your tribe."
Lu Xiang made a grand introduction to Song Lan.
The flesh and blood tissue rushed in, and the bone wings in front of him also disappeared. Song Lan loosened his grip on the attacker's left arm, and said something while standing upright in front of the attacker. That scene brought me a very small shock. Shocking.
Although he wanted to deny it from the bottom of his heart, the messenger of the mechanical insect swarm behind him seemed to be less right than the little priest.
"Now it's your turn to ask the question, where is their tribe stationed and there are not many people?"
"Everyone is deeper in the pothole, and the department currently has less than... 40 people."
Speaking of which, there is nothing unspeakable about the sneak attackers. I know that compared to a small tribe like the mechanical insect swarm, 40 people are really too many, especially since not nearly half of the believers outside have any fighting ability.
At the same time, I also felt a lot of panic, because just now, I shot an arrow under the butt of the mechanical insect swarm messenger behind me. From the reaction of our leader, it was difficult to tell that we seemed very annoyed by this.
"You are the captain of the guard, and you are patrolling here to protect the Holy Land from danger."
"Very good. You came all the way to Nawai not to visit their tribe. Please lead the way."
"But……"
The guard captain hesitated to speak, because the other party's tone sounded like he wanted to have a friendly visit, but my words were slowly interrupted by Lu Xiang, "The insect swarm must grow smaller, their old god is now in During the critical period of incubation, you are here to help him complete his final transformation, and they also want the final transformation to fall short, right?"
Hearing this, the guard captain's expression changed and he immediately said, "Then take them to see the little priest!"
…
Looking at the guard captain who actively led us, Miao Qian was puzzled.
Lu Xiang successfully convinced the other party.
But from the conversation between the two just now, you can't help but have a question.
Those two people outside...
Who is the real fanatic?
Thanks to Axilion for the 500 starting coins!
Thanks for the 1,500 starting coins from Dachirijin!
Thanks to Kou0kou0kou for the reward of 100 starting coins!
(End of chapter)
