War Paradise

After intercepting the cowboys on the roadside and obtaining three horses, the speed of their actions has also been greatly improved. They rushed from the vast wilderness to the north of the map.

Even if you have doubts about the ancient gods' ability to find people, it is undoubtedly the fastest way to find the dangerous "Odyssey" and seek the help of the ancient gods.

The wilderness of the Trailblazers is sparsely populated, and the only difference from the Martian wasteland is probably that they don't need to wear protective clothing. Except for the occasional bounty hunter who attacked, the three of them did not encounter any obstacles, so they arrived in the northern part of the wilderness and began to search.

"The smell of this place..."

Bloodblade grabbed the reins to stop the tall horse he was riding, his nose twitched twice, and said in a hoarse voice: "Interesting..."

"What's the matter?" Lin Chi asked, who had no extraordinary sense of smell.

"The smell of blood is even stronger than the bone buried just now." The blood blade grinned and revealed two tiger teeth: "There is definitely a murderer, here..."

Andrea suddenly turned over and got off the horse, and dug out a silver metal plate from the mud under the horse's hoof. The round plate was covered with blood and scratches, and it looked like it had been worn on a corpse.

"It's an executioner." Andrea is obviously familiar with the profession that her husband once engaged in: "This is the identity card worn by death row inmates."

——Could it be that the sacrifice requested by the ancient gods this time was the executioner on the wasteland?

Realizing this, Lin Chi also dismounted and dug in the mud, and soon found several buried dead bones.

Unlike the wilderness next to it, the soil here is much softer. As for what is buried underneath, there is no need to say more.

"This whole place is the area of ​​execution." Lin Chi said his inference.

"If this person can be recruited, will you give him to me?" Bloodblade kept rubbing his hands: "I can pay you."

"Whatever you want, I have no interest in recruiting executioners."

The two were chatting, only to see sand and dust on the distant wilderness again.

Several cowboys carrying rifles escorted a carriage toward this side. Behind the carriage hung a wooden cage. Several prisoners in ragged clothes tied by chains kept bumping along with the cage.

Seeing another cowboy appeared, Lin Chi and Xuebane both subconsciously put their right hand into the backpack. However, the information transmission in the wilderness is not well-developed. The cowboys here obviously have not realized that the three people who appeared in front have just massacred their companions in the south of the wilderness not long ago.

"Hey, boy, are you here to robbery? Take two women to give the head away?" The blonde cowboy riding in front laughed.

Hearing this, Lin Chi thought that the blood blade would strike immediately. But this time the girl's performance was beyond his expectation:

"We are here to watch the execution." Bloodblade smiled sweetly and tilted his head with an "innocent" appearance: "Can we see it?"

As soon as these words came out, the few death row prisoners who had just raised their heads in the car dropped their heads weakly again, and the heavy chains clinked.

"Watching executions? This hobby is very peculiar..." The blonde cowboy turned his head, fixed his gaze on an old man in the crowd, and asked, "Can you? Boss."

"Yes, but don't think about acting rashly. If you dare to shoot, I will blow your head with one shot."

As soon as the gray-haired old cowboy spoke, he suddenly slapped two shots on the sand not far from Blood Blade, smashing the head of a poisonous snake.

"Yes." Lin Chi applauded applauded.

——The fast gunners are popular in the western United States. Cowboys are proud of the speed of pulling out the revolver and shooting. The speed of this old man's fire is definitely the top level in the wilderness!

The old man's speed of drawing his spear just now was crazy, and even Lin Chi couldn't see how he was firing. Judging from the bloodblade's surprised expression, this murderer was also dazed at this time.

"Put your hands where I can see." The old man coughed: "If you want to watch the execution, you have to do as I said. Do you understand?"

"Yes-sir." Lin Chi smiled.

The two players gave up drawing their guns, followed the cowboys on horseback, and drove along with the prison cart to the north of the wilderness.

Lin Chi had a hunch: The executioner who was in charge of the execution here was probably the one the ancient gods were looking for. It shouldn't be difficult to kill the cowboys and executioners here as long as you move your hands and feet while "watching the execution."

——Is it really difficult?

When he walked around a low hill and saw the picture behind the hillside, Lin Chi began to doubt his thoughts:

What appeared in front of everyone was a small village made up of wooden houses. It looks much more normal than the previous Indian villages, but...

Noting the white bones piled up in the wooden house and the window frames spliced ​​by human bones, Blood Blade suddenly widened his eyes.

"Artwork." Andrea whispered.

If the totem pole made by the bloodblade is the “art of curiosity” that only a few people can appreciate, the bone objects in this village are the mainstream orthodox art. The people who built these houses used human bones to the fullest. The neat rows of skeletons and ribs outside the walls were made of exquisite murals. Even Lin Chi could see a little beauty.

"Scared? Little girl." The blonde cowboy whistled mockingly: "People who come here for the first time will be like this."

"You built this?" Lin Chi asked.

"It's not us, it's the man who lives here." The blonde cowboy said mysteriously: "Don't worry, you will see him soon."

The prison car moved slowly on the only road in the village, and finally stopped on the square in the center of the village. The cowboys opened the wooden door of the cage, dragged the four prisoners out of the cage, and threw them onto the soft sand.

When facing death, the vast majority of people would become very weak, and these death row prisoners were no exception. One by one fell to the ground and trembled, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The carriage stopped next to the house in the corner of the square, and the old cowboy, who was shooting extremely fast, took out a piece of sweat-soaked letter paper from his leather pocket, and began to read the text aloud:

"James Sunderland, Carl Johnson... You four robbed and killed people in the wilderness, and you did nothing. According to the laws of the United States of America, you will be executed here. God has granted you the right to speak. Before you die, you still have What do you want to say?"

"I... want to... go back to... home." A prisoner exhausted all his strength, but only made a faint voice.

"Okay, it seems you have nothing to say." The old cowboy took a step back and snapped his fingers: "Hetim! It's time to work."

"Well……"

A heavy muffled sound came from a bone house on the west side of the square, followed by the same heavy footsteps.

Boom, boom.

Hearing the horrible footsteps, the four condemned prisoners shook more severely.

Except for the four poor people who were about to be executed, everyone present turned their eyes to where the sound came from:

"There is still a Gundam in this era?" Lin Chi raised his eyebrows.

Walking out of the room was a "giant" three meters tall and covered in rusty armor. The metal armor of the guy was stained with blood. He held a wide-bladed butcher knife in each hand and kept dragging it on the ground. Moving, making a harsh rubbing sound.

The executioner's head is wearing a bird-head-shaped mask with a sharp beak, and the back of his head is decorated with black feathers, and his thin body reveals an ominous breath.

And when this guy came out, Lin Chi and Bloodblade's sights also popped up in red at the same time:

Hitimo, the executioner. Hero-level NPC (leader-level), cannot be recruited.

Seeing the executioner appeared, Andrea's expression softened, as if she missed the good past. Lin Chi and Blood Blade glanced at each other, and both saw the meaning of "kill him" on the other's face.

"Is that him?" The Blood Blade asked when he approached Lin Chi.

"I don't know, but I don't think his title should be'Powerful Warrior'." Lin Chi whispered.

Despite encountering a BOSS battle at this corner, the two players did not panic. According to the instructions of the ancient gods, they were already ready to face the boss.

However, if there is a real war, the first thing to do is to resolve the "miscellaneous soldiers" around the execution ground. The most troublesome one is undoubtedly the old cowboy who shot just now.

Lin Chi stayed in place, turning his eyes slightly left and right, observing the cowboys present, and saw that they were all staring at him at this time, ready to deal with any battle.

"Can you go over them?" Lin Chi whispered to the blood blade.

"Andria can." Bloodblade responded in a low voice.

"Don't whisper..." The old cowboy glared at the two of them, and then ordered: "Everyone, dismount now."

In addition to the trio who had dismounted just now, the cowboys on the scene also dismounted and drew their guns to carry out security work near the execution ground.

clang!

The armored giant named Hertimer suddenly smashed the big knives in his hands, and the four prisoners were trembling as if they were sifting chaff. One of them wept in despair.

——What's the situation with this executioner?

Looking at the preparations of Hitimer dancing and dancing before the execution, Lin Chi immediately realized that the lanky "monster" was not preparing, but performing some strange ritual, or celebrating.

Sometimes, people are not without "talents", they are just born in the wrong age. A guy like Hertimer, if he was born in a peaceful age, would only become a patient in a mental hospital or be taken to prison.

However, in the western United States in the late nineteenth century, such exceptional brutality was needed to deter criminals. Judging from the movement of Hitimo's arm shaking, he was obviously already familiar with the road.

"I'm going to... start." A shrill voice floated from under the crow mask, unlike the muffled sound just now.

——Is the executioner a female?

Hearing the voice of the other party, Lin Chi suddenly realized that he had guessed wrong before. Hitimo is not a "cold macho", but a tall woman!

"..."

Realizing that the executioner was a woman, the smile on Andrea's face suddenly disappeared. Bloodblade also took a step back a little later, as if a little surprised.

"I thought it was the man who was responsible for the execution." Blood Blade whispered.

"There are not so many rules in the wasteland. Women can also do this kind of thing. She likes this job very much." The old cowboy said seriously: "Aren't you two women coming out to'see the world'?

"I just didn't expect it." Lin Chi explained.

——An unusually tall woman with a butcher knife in her hand. He seems to have encountered it in other games before. However, due to the age too old, Lin Chi couldn't remember for a while what similar characters appeared in the game.

"Do you want to do it now?" Lin Chi winked at Blood Blade.

"Wait a minute, I want to finish it." Bloodblade shook his head.

Although it is just a game on the surface, the level of immersion of "War of Heaven" is not comparable to that of ordinary brain imaging games. In this kind of game, killing and execution may occasionally give rise to strange feelings.

The famous writer George Orwell once wrote an essay called "Execution". A paragraph in it can fully summarize Lin Chi's current feelings:

"Until this time, I understood what it means to kill a healthy and sane person. This is a very strange thing. When I saw the prisoner sideways trying to avoid the depression, I understood. The meaning of strangling a man in the prime of life is an unspeakable mistake. This person is alive like us, not a person who is dying in pain. All the organs in his body are working: the intestines are digesting, the skin is Renewal, the nails are growing, the organization is forming, all of this is clearly divided and busy. He is standing on the gallows, and his nails are still growing when he is a tenth of a second from the end of his life. He His eyes can still see the yellow stones and gray walls, and his brain is still remembering, foreseeing, thinking and even thinking of the stagnant water. He is the same as us, seeing, hearing, and feeling , All he understands is the same world, but after two minutes, he will go away forever with a "pop". When he goes to another world, his soul will die with the wind."

Under Lin Chi's gaze, Hitimo came to the four prisoners, and the butcher knife slowly approached the body of one of the prisoners. The movement of his hands was extremely smooth, without a trace of tremor, as if it were a robot handling pork in a modern slaughterhouse .

"Don't move, be good, obedient..." Hutimor let out an uncomfortable shrill voice.

"Help me..." The death row inmate raised his hands in despair.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the death prisoner's hands left his wrists, and black and red plasma spurted from the fracture. He was startled first, and then began to scream two seconds later. The other three people were so scared that they crawled to the side and hid.

Unlike normal executions, the death row prisoners here seem to be extraordinarily "relaxed", with nothing to fix their heads, and no one to hold their shoulders. On the contrary, after Hutimo started his hand, the chains on the prisoners fell off instead.

"What's going on?" Lin Chi stared at the empty execution ground with furrowed brows.

"Battle Royale," said Bloodblade.

"Run away!" Hetim put down two butcher knives and exclaimed: "Run away in this village! If you can escape here, you can get a chance to survive!"

At this time, the cowboys on the square were hiding where they were hiding. Seeing Hutimo's mask facing him, Lin Chi pointed to his chest: "Are you talking about us?"

"You, like them, are part of the game!" Hutimor shouted.

Then, a dangerous text popped up in front of Lin Chi's eyes:

The preconditions have been completed, and the BOSS battle "escape" has been triggered.