War Paradise

Lin Chi didn't have much interest in the cruel interrogation mode of the blood blade. The only thing he can be sure of is that there is no "human" in this game that can survive the interrogation of the blood blade.

As usual, her interrogation did not last long. When the bloodblade was finished, two skulls were added to the altar of the ancient god. At the same time, there is also the information she has obtained:

"It was Mr. Spencer who hired them to retaliate." Bloodblade wiped the blood from his hand with a bandage, and then casually tied the bandage to his arm: "The bounty hunters hired are more than the two of them."

"It doesn't seem to be a big problem." Lin Chi, who had already put away his rifle, looked down at his right hand blackened by gunpowder.

For the two experienced players, the bounty hunter in the wilderness is nothing to be afraid of. Moreover, Andrea does not need to sleep, even the night shift at night can be ignored, as long as the woman looks at it, it can be solved. .

"I still care about this'Mr. Spencer'." The bloodblade drew out the scimitar full of interest, and swung it a few times in front of him, like a swordsman in a duel: "If you can recruit this person..."

"Stop dreaming." Lin Chi crushed her delusion ruthlessly.

According to the style of "War Paradise", Mr. Spencer's existence is likely to be the final BOSS in this game. If that guy is not a boss, but a "barbarian" who recruits criminals everywhere, the situation will be worse.

In short, no matter who Mr. Spencer is, it should be completely impossible to be recruited. The idea of ​​the blood blade, probably can only be done in a dream.

"Forget it, let's go..." Bloodblade glanced at the altar next to her. The two skulls she had just removed, the eyeballs inside seemed to spin: "Should you take this thing away?"

"After building the altar, just bring the skull for the first sacrifice." Andrea answered her question: "As long as the angel of the ancient **** carries the skeleton, the altar can move with him."

Hearing this, Lin Chi, an "ancient **** messenger," consciously picked up the skeleton on the altar and put it into his backpack.

——If the altar can be moved, it just saves the troublesome summoning steps and saves a lot of effort.

What we need to do now is to find the remaining eight human skulls while guarding against bounty hunters. As for where to find...

The graves scattered in the western wilderness just provided Lin Chi with the sacrifices he needed.

Many pioneers died in the wasteland during the western pioneering process. Due to the extremely bad conditions, the companions could not even take their bodies away. They had to bury the bodies hastily and leave the remains of the deceased in the burial place. It is the last memorial.

And these "tombstones" nailed down by the piles just provided an excellent mark for Lin Chi and Bloodblade.

The two who became grave diggers again quickly opened the not-so-deep grave pit, dragged the cowboy's corpse out of it, and skillfully removed the skull.

"These guys are considered pioneers." Lin Chi smiled.

Having said that, his speed of action is still very fast, and the blood blade that slashes the neck bone of the corpse next to him does not seem to agree with him:

"For the Indians, they are just aggressors and slaughters. I know a lot about this **** history." At this point, the bloodblade spit on the corpse contemptuously: "These so-called' Pioneers, who killed the natives of the American continent, once offered a reward for collecting Indian scalps. From this point of view, the Yankees are even crazier than Hitler."

"I don't see that you have a sense of justice." Lin Chi smiled.

"I just hate those **** who advertise themselves as civilized, but do slaughter." The blood blade bared with sharp teeth: "If it is cruel, it will continue to be cruel, and if it is kind, it will always remain kind. This kind of hypocrite...or rather it is. "Double standard" is what I hate the most."

"Master, I didn't expect you to have sympathy for the barbarians." Andria smiled.

"I have said that I have no sympathy..." Bloodblade threw the rotting head of the cowboy to Lin Chi, turned and walked to another simple grave nearby.

"Ha, none of us." Lin Chi laughed.

With the help of Andrea, they quickly gathered eight human heads, plus the two previous skulls, and offered sacrifices to the ancient gods.

The skull placed on the ground by Lin Chi once again lit up with a weird purple light, as if the sound floating from the Primordial Abyss shocked the nerves of the three:

"Say your request, you have offered tribute."

"I want to find someone, whose name is Grace Dupont, a criminal wandering in the wilderness." Lin Chi said his needs.

"Recall his appearance, or his striking features." The ancient god's request was simple.

"Huh?" Bloodblade made a surprised voice: "The characteristics of that person..."

——Grace Dupont is a skilled pretender who can fool almost everyone on this land. Because of this, that guy can become a hidden BOSS in the wilderness.

After the ancient **** made the request, the blood blade was also at a loss for a while, and he didn't know how to answer it at all. Just trying to remember the appearance of the other party disguised when he saw Graz last time.

Unfortunately, the effect of her recall is obviously not ideal:

"There is no such person in the wasteland." The answer of the ancient **** sounded quickly.

"Wait a minute, he is..."

Blood Blade wanted to continue to describe, but was overwhelmed by the might of the ancient god:

"Provide me with sacrifices until I gain greater strength, and your questions will be answered."

"What do you want this time?" Lin Chi stared into Skeleton's eyes.

With the experience of performing sacrificial rituals in the "Remnants of the Abyss" map, Lin Chi was already familiar with this kind of thing. Facing this experienced "messenger", the ancient gods also immediately put forward new requirements:

"In the southernmost part of the wilderness, there lived a terrifying warrior, killed him, and brought his flesh and blood to my altar."

After speaking, the light in the skull's eye sockets dimmed again, and the voice disappeared.

After the brief conversation was over, Xueblade turned his head and cast his scarlet gaze towards Lin Chi, his voice also smelled of suspicion:

"How do I think this **** is lying to us?"

"It's better to try. It's not us who lost the meat." Lin Chi smiled.

As the "master" of the ancient gods, Lin Chi is still quite interested in this series of missions. He knew that as long as he acted according to the instructions of the ancient gods, this weird entourage might be able to exert incredible power.

Since it was the first time that an ancient **** was summoned in another map, Lin Chi still didn't know the action mechanism of this entourage. On this map, he could just test the "method of use" of the ancient god.

"I will believe you again." Bloodblade narrowed his eyes to look at Lin Chi, and waved to Andrea: "Let's go."

...

Under the scorching sun, a combination of two gunmen and a "dame" wandered slowly on the wasteland.

Dressed up with a shirt and jeans, Lin Chi and Bloodblade looked more like entourage, and Andrea, who was an entourage, looked more like a master instead. Compared to the two players whose physical attributes were not too high, Andrea was able to do well, with no signs of fatigue.

On the bare wasteland, two cacti stand alone in a pile of rocks, using their spiked bodies to resist the hot wind.

"Where is that **** ‘warrior’?" Blood Blade raised his hand to wipe a bead of sweat from the tip of his nose and complained: "I'm here to kill, not to do this!"

"Didn't you come to find someone?" Lin Chi spit out casually.

"These two do not conflict." Bloodblade clenched his fist: "Are you looking for a fight?"

"Master, please don't be impatient." Andrea, dressed in black, remained elegant, with a mysterious smile on her face: "We may be there soon."

"Don't sell it..." Bloodblade kept scratching his hair irritably, but then suddenly stopped in place because he smelled some familiar aura:

"It smells of blood, just ahead."

According to the map's instructions, they were almost reaching the southern edge of the wasteland. Perhaps the "horror warrior" that the ancient gods called is nearby.

"Leaving the way to you." Lin Chi nodded to the blood blade.

Relying on the girl's overly sensitive sense of smell, the three of them quickly reached a piece of seemingly soft sand. At this time, the rancid smell in the air was so strong that Lin Chi could barely open his eyes.

"We came to the wrong place." Lin Chi curled his neck and covered his nose and mouth with the collar of his shirt.

——Mottled blood oozes on the sand, and several big red-skinned hands stick out from the sand. Just looking at the skin color of the corpse buried here, it is already clear what exactly this place is used for:

"It's the place where the'pioneers' buried the dead Indians."

In the face of this cruel burial ground, Blood Blade rarely showed the slightest excitement, but frowned out of disgust, clenching his fists.

"It's unbelievable that George Washington can still be respected as a great man." The girl clenched her fists tightly: "And **** Abraham Lincoln. He was assassinated. It's so pleasant."

"These words let those'cents' hear now, you are afraid that you will be verbally criticized." Lin Chi smiled slightly.

"Whatever, my reputation is not very good anyway." Bloodblade was very self-aware, looking down at the pit used to bury the Indians.

The chaotic horseshoe prints circled around the bone buried a few times, and then all gathered to the southwest. The pioneers who carried the corpses should have come from the southwest.

Although they don't know if the guy carrying the corpse is related to the soldier, the two decided to go and take a look before making the next step.

It didn't take long before they met the pioneers who were carrying the corpse.

The rushing sound of horses' hooves moved from far to near on the wasteland. The steed raised their hooves to bring up a large area of ​​dust. Five pioneers wearing leather clothes and trousers with revolvers at their waists drove forward, carrying them on their back The body is particularly eye-catching.

Seeing other people appearing in the wilderness, the pioneers seemed surprised and stopped near the three of them. One of the cowboys spoke in a standard British accent and asked loudly:

"Where did you come from?"

"Philadelphia." Lin Chi casually said a place name.

"That's really far enough." The rough-skinned cowboy laughed, his voice rough and bold: "So you guys come here to pan for gold too?"

"We just passed by."

Lin Chi's joke caused the five cowboys to laugh, but Bloodblade and Andrea remained silent. The heroic cowboy lowered his hat, fixed his gaze on Andrea, and asked curiously, "Are you a nobleman?"

"No." Andrea's voice was a little cold.

"Be vigilant, this is not the kind of comfortable place in Philadelphia." The cowboy reminded: "You are prone to robbery if you are dressed like you."

"Do you need us to take you for a ride?" Another tall cowboy behind, put down his cigar.

"But you are carrying the corpse." Lin Chi pointed to the dead Indian corpse on the horse.

"Oh, it's almost finished." The cowboy admitted the slaughter very honestly: "We captured the Indian villages and bury all these corpses, and there will be American territory!"

"Are you all killed?" The silent bloodblade suddenly said.

"Yes." The heroic cowboy nodded immediately: "The existence of these wastes is a desecration of this land. Don't you think so?"

Before he finished his words, Lin Chi suddenly reached into his backpack. And the blood blade moves faster than him--

After three short and sharp gunshots, the two cowboys who spoke just now, plus the short cowboy behind, were planted from the horseback, with more **** bullet holes in their heads.

Seeing that the seemingly friendly "traveler" suddenly fired, the remaining two cowboys immediately drew their guns, but they had no time to pull the trigger. Lin Chi had already picked up the rifle and started shooting at close range.

Snapped!

The cowboy whose head was bombarded fell backwards, and the horse that had lost its owner began to run away. The corpse of the Indian tied to the horse's back shook with the horse's body.

The last hapless "lucky guy" was not shot dead by a single shot, but was hit by a blood blade in the shoulder. He wanted to escape in a panic, but the horse he was riding was shot dead by Lin Chi again.

"The cooperation between the two is very tacit, and it will be very good to partner in the future~" Andrea gently applauded.

"Don't be kidding." Bloodblade gritted his teeth and stood beside the injured cowboy, bending over to look at the tearful face of the poor man.

"Are you... robbers..." The cowboy kept struggling.

"No." Lin Chi, who was putting away his rifle, answered this question.

"Then why... attack... compatriots..." The cowboy gasped.

"Because I have seen enough of your business."

Bloodblade waved his hand without turning back, and gave instructions to his entourage: "Andria, prepare to use'that'."

"Do you really want to do this?" The lady in the wilderness raised her eyebrows.

"Of course." The blood blade bit his lower lip and revealed a weird smile:

"I want these so-called ‘blazers’ to see what a real massacre is."