"pioneer?"
Those three words disappeared in an instant, and the two looked at each other, not understanding the meaning of these words.
"Who is He?"
At this time, Tariq realized something was wrong. Although those words did not belong to the language of any country, they could still clearly perceive that the word "He" represented...god.
"He's crazy..."
Azka on the side rubbed his chin, frowned, and began to think. Immediately, he raised his head and solemnly made an upward gesture to Tariq.
"You mean!"
Tariq's pupils tightened, he looked along Tariq's direction, and then shuddered. Obviously, he understood what Azka meant.
"We can no longer keep in contact."
Azka's hand was half hanging on the pistol at his waist, he looked around cautiously, and said to Tariq: "We can't continue to delve into the things here, we have to leave."
"Yes, it's time to go."
Tarik did not choose to continue exploring. He understood that when the word "Him" appeared in his ears, the thing behind it was not an existence that the two of them could contact. However, just as the two were about to get on their horses, Tariq's body suddenly froze.
Azka immediately sensed something was wrong. He saw the fear he had never seen in Tarik's eyes, and he also heard the approaching voice.
Yes, the sound is walking.
He heard the sound of footsteps, and heard the voices gradually approaching the two of them. He also felt the vicious gazes on the two of them from the sky.
God, I want to see it.
At this time, Tariq's body was completely stiff and unable to move at all. As a gold-level professional, he had no ability to resist under the double oppression of that weird voice and the gaze of the gods. Azka, on the other hand, leaned on his body comparable to that of a demigod and raised his hand.
No, we can’t all die here.
At this time, Azka's brain, which was always too lazy to think and left all the troubles to Tariq, began to work rapidly. He could feel that once he and Tariq heard the voice and were caught by the truth, the gods in the sky would spare no effort to kill him and Tariq.
But now, the voice with the truth has stood behind the two of them, and the vicious and sinister gaze from the god has become more solid. Every cell in his body was screaming madly, telling him to escape from here.
But...
Azka's eyes reflected Tarik's, and he could see that even in this desperate situation, Tarik's remaining sanity still allowed him to warn him to leave.
Leave one.
Azka could feel what Tariq wanted to say. He had always been such a person, willing to give, even persistent. Azka never asked Tariq why he was so selfless, he just thought that it might be a good thing for such a person to become a king.
And now, Tariq, as always, chooses to sacrifice himself.
"Ah."
In just a short moment, the two of them, as close friends, saw through each other's thoughts. Azka grinned, and raised his hand despite the malice from the gods and the approaching truth behind him.
Boom!
Tariq fell to the ground in disbelief and looked at Azka who retracted his hand with a smile. At the last second when he lost consciousness, he saw Azka lip-syncing to himself.
It's me this time.
Looking at Tarik who was lying on the ground unconscious, Azka took out the Eye of Death made by Tariq with trembling hands. With trembling hands, he opened a sealed box on his waist and took out a tube of black powder. Malice was already entangled in his heart, but Azka still poured the powder into the magazine with skillful gestures.
He knew that was not how this thing was used, and he also knew that these powders were not from this world. Tariq once handed this tube of powder to himself when he faced the Norka behemoth, the siege beast of the Tsarist Empire. Azka clearly remembers when the powder exploded
The moment the bullet propelled by the explosion entered the body of the huge beast, the beast disappeared.
Completely disappeared from this world.
Later, Tariq told him that it was something from another civilization called gunpowder. The damage caused by the explosion of such things is very small, but as long as these things explode in a small space and push the metal objects, the things the metal objects touch will dissipate without leaving any traces.
And now, Azka is about to make this last tube of gunpowder work.
He felt the sight of the god, Azka raised his head, and the desert under the setting sun was enveloped in an orange halo. In the red-stained sky, twelve stars full of malicious intent seemed to be staring at him. Azka lit the pipe with trembling hands, put it in his mouth, and took a deep breath.
[I am... I am not crazy, they are the ones who are crazy, they are lying to you]
[This planet... shouldn't be like this...]
【I love this planet more than any other existence...】
I heard it.
Heard the truth.
Although I have no idea who this sentence is about, who said it, and I don’t even know what it means. But I know that the moment I heard the truth, your gods had already sentenced me to death.
"Chapter 6, Thirty-one of the Tariq People's Constitution..."
His teeth kept clashing, but Azka's voice was extremely clear at this time. He raised his pistol and aimed at his temple. He raised his head and looked at the sunset and the twelve stars, grinning with relief.
"The interests of the people take precedence over divine authority."
Tariq, you are a people too.
The trigger was pulled, accompanied by a moderate gunshot, and only the unconscious Tariq was left in the empty canyon.
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"Is this... my great-grandfather's story..."
The story is very short, and Zhou Li explained everything in just a few words. But in Alyosha's eyes, it seemed like a long time had passed. After a moment of trance, Alyosha pursed his lips and asked softly: "Our family is not a sinner, right?"
"certainly."
Zhou Li looked at Alyosha and glanced at the stunned Arthur Morgan. He nodded and said, "He is a complete hero."
"thank you."
After a long time, Alyosha raised his head. This time, there was no longer confusion and loss in his emerald green eyes, but only pure clarity.
"I know what I'm going to do."
She looked at Zhou Li and smiled like the cowboy holding a pipe in her memory, proud and confident.
Zhou Li looked at her and didn't say much, nor did he have any words of encouragement. He just took out the little helper from his waist, threw it to her, and then entered the pioneer grave without looking back.
Arthur Morgan stared blankly at the two people walking away, and suddenly felt at a loss. He began to feel confused. He stretched out his hands and looked at the palms full of calluses and wrinkles. At this time, he felt a little uncomfortable.
With a heroic surname, what have you done?
Kill, rob, steal.
Morgan…
"What's wrong?"
After leaving the cave, Dutch and John, who were guarding the door, immediately came up to them. It seemed that he sensed that something was wrong with Arthur's thoughts, or maybe it was because Arthur's face couldn't hide anything. John frowned and asked with concern:
"What did you find?"
"call."
After feeling the familiar voice, Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, but the doubts and confusion just now still lingered in his mind. Facing his friend's concerned greetings, Arthur shook his head and said solemnly: "It's okay, I just learned some stories about my last name."
"oh."
John nodded. He saw Dutch happily preparing to ask Arthur, and then gave him a roundabout elbow.
Help him swallow the words from Dutch's mouth. He looked at Arthur and said in a hoarse voice:
"When little Jack was infected with the disease and the Van der Linde gang suffered setbacks, it was you who enlightened me and allowed me to pack everything up and face life. Arthur, I am a straightforward person and can't speak. The only thing I can say is I will always help you, always."
"Me too."
Patting Arthur on the shoulder, Dutch no longer asked, but said to Arthur with his usual bright smile: "The Vanderlin Gang may hold you back, but they will never give up on you."
"As long as you know."
Arthur knocked off Dutch's hand, but his eyes no longer had the confusion and hesitation before, and he smiled. He knew that even if he had known the glory of his last name a long time ago, he would have chosen to fight in this barbaric land for the Vanderlin Gang.
However, now I may need redemption.
When being chased by a large number of crystals, Arthur relied on the precise shooting brought by his dead eyes to continuously snipe those crystals that always had strong long-range capabilities. When he saw the monsters that had caused countless tragedies in the West died under his own gun, he had obviously killed many monsters before, but only this time, Arthur felt a sense of joy from the bottom of his heart.
Along the way, with the protection of everyone, Alyosha also successfully integrated the decomposed titanium alloy into the little helper. After entering the city and settling down, Alyosha began to make final adjustments.
And now, the last problem has been solved.
"Gunpowder from different civilizations cannot be destroyed."
The crystal monsters outside the city continued to attack. Zhou Li looked at Arthur Morgan and said in a deep voice: "The gunpowder obtained at twelve o'clock cannot be destroyed. Of course, they will not let anyone come into contact with these things. What they will do is Hiding the gunpowder deep in a place that no one knows except those who know about it. And according to the habits of those gods, those who know about it will probably not know about it in the end."
"So, Arthur, you are the only one here who can find the gunpowder hidden in this twelve-minute land."
Arthur was stunned. He looked at Zhou Li, the confusion on his expression gradually dissipated, leaving only perseverance.
"I see."
He nodded without saying anything. He closed his eyes and suddenly opened them. The breath of death from hell lingered in his eyes.
gunpowder...
Not of this world...
Scanning the city, Arthur kept searching for the gunpowder in Zhou Li's mouth with his dead eyes. However, no matter how hard he looked and searched, he could not find the light that did not belong to this world.
gunpowder.......
Arthur began to become anxious. He was willing to be in Zhou Li's KTV. He was afraid of messing up everything. He was also afraid of going against Zhou Li's wishes. However, just when his eyes began to dry up, he suddenly thought of something.
Looked up.
He raised his head and saw the towering Twelve Moments Tower. Then, he saw a touch of color that was almost invisible above the clouds.
Gunpowder is hidden at the top of the tower.
"The top of the tower!"
Arthur stretched out his hand, pointed to the tower, and shouted confidently: "The gunpowder is hidden in the spire!"
Hearing this, Zhou Li and Eluma looked at each other, nodded, and the purple halo condensed into a human figure, flying into the air together with the "Xiao Bai" from Eluma's body.
At this time, a priest who had been hiding in the crowd suddenly burst out and rushed straight towards the two energy-condensed figures. At this moment, Torea's figure suddenly appeared next to the priest, and with a smash of the spear, the priest fell straight to the ground.
This scene was just a small interlude in the intense battlefield, but Zhou Li could feel the restlessness of many people. Before these people could take action like this priest, soldiers from the Third Legion emerged from the shadows and controlled these people.
Soon, a brown lump appeared in Zhou Li's hand. He looked at these substances from the earth. As a liberal arts student, Zhou Li had never seen gunpowder, but he was fascinated by the solid material in front of him.
There was some intimacy in the body.
Counting up to 9,000 generations, we can be considered a fellow villager.
"Look, is it enough?"
After taking the gunpowder, I carefully checked it with the instrument. Alyosha raised his head and said with conviction: "That's enough. This fire is enough to fire this pistol fifty times in a row."
"How many shots can I fire?"
After hearing Zhou Li's inquiry, Alyosha closed his eyes and began to think. After a moment, she opened her eyes, frowned and said, "Three shots at most."
"enough."
Zhou Li nodded, took the pistol, looked at the insect swarm not far away, and said softly:
"Three shots are enough."
Walking to the empty city gate, looking at Jinggui who was blocked outside the city wall by countless magic and divine spells, he raised his little helper with a calm expression.
"Eluma?"
A soft and slender hand gently placed on the shoulder, and a gentle and reassuring voice sounded at the same time.
"I am here."
As soon as the words fell, the power of Xiaobai and Calamity was suddenly concentrated in this pistol. This little helper carrying countless truths, with the aura from the pioneer's hometown, greedily devoured the power from Zhou Li and Eluma, condensing it at the muzzle.
Click.
The trigger was pulled, and the gunpowder from the earth was ignited. As the world's most cutting-edge magic energy technology, the magic circle from Alyosha continued to circulate energy.
Human intelligence and the desire for truth shaped this blow.
boom! ! ! ! ! !
White light filled everyone's field of vision.
Its daybreak.
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