War in Heaven

After the three cows were intercepted, the speed of the three men was greatly improved. They rushed from the vast wilderness and ran to the north of the map.

Even if there is doubt about the ability of the ancient **** to find people, it is undoubtedly the quickest way to find the dangerous "Odyssey" and seek the help of the ancient gods.

The pioneer's wilderness is sparsely populated, and the only difference from the Martian waste soil is probably that you don't wear protective clothing. In addition to the occasional attack of the bounty hunter, the three did not encounter any obstacles, they successfully arrived in the northern wilderness and began to search.

"The taste of this place..."

The blood blade grabbed the reins and let the high horse riding on his back stop. The nose twitched twice and said in a hoarse voice: "Interesting..."

"What's wrong?" Lin Chi asked without an extraordinary sense of smell.

"The taste of blood is more intense than that of the bones." The **** blade opened his mouth and revealed two tiger teeth: "There is definitely a murderous man, here..."

Andreia suddenly rolled over and dig a silver metal card from the dirt under the horseshoe. The round sign was full of blood and scratches, and it looked like it was once worn on the body.

"It's the executioner." And Andrea is obviously familiar with the profession her husband used to do: "This is the identity card worn by the death row."

- Is the sacrifice that the ancient gods requested this time is the executioner on the wasteland?

Realizing this, Lin Chi also dismounted in the mud and quickly found a few dead bones buried.

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

"This whole place is an area where punishment is imposed." Lin Chi said his own inference.

"If this person can recruit, can you give it to me?" The **** hand keeps saying: "I can pay you."

"As you are, I have no interest in recruiting executioners."

The two were chatting, and they saw the dust rising again in the wilderness far away.

Several cowboys carrying rifles escorted a carriage to the side. There were wooden cages hanging behind the carriage. Several prisoners were tied by chains and kept bumping with the cage.

Seeing that there were cowboys, Lin Chi and the blood blade all subconsciously put their right hand into the backpack. However, the news in the wilderness was not well-informed. The cowboys here apparently did not realize that the three people who appeared in the front had just slaughtered their companions in the south of the wilderness.

"Hey, kid, are you coming to jail? With two women giving heads?" The blond cowboy riding in front of him laughed.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chiben thought that the blood blade would attack immediately. But the performance of the girl this time was beyond his expectation:

"We are here to watch the execution." The **** blade smiled sweetly, glaring at the head with a "innocent and innocent" look: "Can you show us?"

As soon as this was said, several of the death row in the car had just raised their heads, and once again they couldn’t help but hang their heads, and the heavy chains on their bodies rang.

"Watching the punishment? This hobby is very strange..." The blonde cowboy turned back and stared at an old man in the crowd and asked, "Can you? Boss."

"Yes, but you don't think about swaying and slamming. I dare to shoot your gun and collapse."

The white-haired old cowboy voice just fell, suddenly shot two shots on the sand not far from the blood blade, crushing the head of a poisonous snake.

"Yes." Lin Chi applauded the applause.

——The western United States is a fast gunner. The cowboys are proud of the speed at which the left wheel is shot. The speed of the old man’s fire is absolutely the top level in the wilderness!

The old man’s speed of pulling the gun was crazy. Even Lin Chi didn’t see how he fired. From the look of the **** face, the killer was also forced at this time.

"Hands are placed where I can see." The old man coughed: "If you want to watch the execution, you must do what I said. Do you understand?"

"Yes-sir." Lin Chi smiled.

Two players gave up the gun, rode the horse to the cowboys, and drove to the wilderness with the van.

Lin Chi has a premonition: the executioner responsible for the execution here is probably the person the ancient **** is looking for. It is not difficult to kill the cowboys and executioners here, as long as you are arbitrarily obsessed with the punishment.

- Is it really not difficult?

When I walked around a low hill and saw the picture behind the hillside, Lin Chi began to doubt his own 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 village, but...

I noticed the white bones piled up in the wooden house and the window frame made up of human bones. The blood blade suddenly widened his eyes.

"Artwork," Andrea said in a low voice.

If the totem pole made by the blood blade is a "hunting art" that only a few people can appreciate, the bones in this village are the mainstream orthodox art. The people who built these houses used the human bones to the fullest, and the rows of plaques and ribs that were neatly arranged outside the wall were exquisite murals. Even Lin Chi saw some beauty.

"Scared? Little girl." The blond cowboy taunted and whistled: "The first time people come here, it will be like this."

"Is this what you built?" Lin Chi asked.

"It's not us, the man who lives here." The blond cowboy **** secretly sells off: "Don't worry, you will see him soon."

The prisoner slowly moved on the only road in the village and finally stopped at the square in the middle of the village. The cowboys opened the wooden door of the cage and dragged the four prisoners out and threw them into the soft sand.

When faced with death, most people will become very weak. These death row prisoners are no exception. One by one trembles on the ground, and even the strength to stand up is gone.

The carriage stopped at the corner of the house in the corner of the square. The old cowboy, who was shooting at a very fast speed, pulled out a piece of sweat-soaked stationery from his leather pocket and began to read the text aloud:

"James Sunderland, Carl Johnson... You four people robbed and killed in the wilderness, no evil, and will be executed here in accordance with the laws of the United States of America. God gives you the right to speak, before you die, you still have What do you want to say?"

"I... think... go back... home." A prisoner used all his strength, but only made a weak voice.

"Okay, it seems that you have nothing to say." The old cowboy took a step back and made a snap: "Hermer! It's time to work."

"Well……"

The heavy snoring came from a bone house on the west side of the square, followed by the same heavy footsteps.

Hey, hey.

Hearing the horrible footsteps, the four death rowants shook even more.

In addition to the four poor people who are about to be executed, everyone present has turned his attention to the direction of the voice:

"Is there still a high in this era?" Lin Chi picked up his eyebrows.

Out of the house, there was a "giant" with a height of three meters and a rusted armor. The metal armor of the guy was covered with blood. He held a wide-blade butcher knife on his hands and kept dragging on the ground. Move, making a harsh rubbing sound.

The scorpion's head has a pointed-nosed mask with a bird's head shape, and the back is decorated with black feathers. The thin body reveals an ominous atmosphere.

When this guy appeared, Lin Qiao and the **** blade’s line of sight also popped up with red text:

Hertim, the executioner of the death penalty. Heroic NPC (leadership level), not recruitable.

Seeing the executioner appear, Andreia's expression is much softer, as if she missed a beautiful past. Lin Chi and the blood blade looked at each other and saw the meaning of "killing him" on the other's face.

"Is it him?" asked the blood blade to Lin Qiao.

"I don't know, but I think his title should not be a 'strong warrior'." Lin Chi whispered.

Despite a BOSS battle in this corner, the two players did not panic. According to the instructions of the ancient gods, they have already prepared for the BOSS.

However, if it is really necessary to start a war, we must first solve the "miscellaneous soldiers" around the execution ground. The most troublesome one is undoubtedly the old cowboy who just shot.

Lin Chi stopped in the same place and did not move. The eyeballs turned around in a small amount. Observing the cowboys present, they saw that those people were looking at them at this time and prepared for any battle.

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

"Andreia can." Blood blade whispered.

"Don't whisper..." The old cowboy glanced at the two and ordered: "Everyone, now dismount."

In addition to the trio that had just been dismissed, the cowboys who were present also pulled out their guns and took precautions near the execution ground.

clang!

The name was called Hittimo's armor giant, and the big knife in his hands suddenly slammed together, scaring the four death sergeants to shake like they were sifting, and one of them desperately burst into tears.

- What is the situation of this executioner?

Looking at Hermit's preparations for the dance before the execution, Lin Chi realized immediately that the thin and tall "monster" was not preparing, but performing strange rituals, or celebrating.

Sometimes people don't have "talent", just wrong. A guy like Hertimer, if born in a peaceful age, fears that he can only be a patient in a mental hospital or be taken to jail.

However, in the western United States in the late nineteenth century, this kind of abruptness was needed to shock the existence of the perpetrators. Judging from the action of Hertim's shaking his arm, he obviously has already been familiar with it.

"I want to... start." A sharp voice floated out from under the crow mask, and the snoring sound was just like two people.

- The executioner is a woman?

After hearing the other party's voice, Lin Chi suddenly realized that he had guessed wrong before. Hetimo is not a "cold-haired man", but a tall woman!

"..."

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

"I thought it was a man who was responsible for execution." The blood blade whispered.

"There are not so many rules on the wilderness, women can do this kind of thing, she likes the job very much." The old cowboy said seriously: "Do you two women not come out to 'see the world'?"

"Just did not expect." Lin Chi explained.

- A woman with an unusually tall body and a butcher's knife. He used to seem to have encountered it in other games. However, because the age is too long, Lin Chi can't remember what game, there have been similar roles.

"Do you want to do it now?" Lin Chi gave a look to the blood blade.

"Wait a minute, I want to finish reading." The **** blade shook his head.

Although it is just a game on the surface, the degree of imitation of "War Heaven" is not comparable to that of an ordinary brain-based imaging game. In this game, killing and execution, and occasionally there will be a wonderful feeling.

The famous writer George Orwell once wrote an essay with the name "Execution", which is a paragraph that can fully summarize the current feelings of Lin Chi:

"It’s been until this time that I realized what it means to kill a healthy and conscious person. This is a very strange thing. When I saw that the prisoner wanted to avoid the drowning side, I realized The meaning of killing a person who is a good old man is an unspeakable mistake. This person is a living person like us, not a person who is dying. All the organs in his body are working: the intestines are digesting, the skin is Updates, nails are growing, tissue is forming, all of this is clearly busy in the division of labor. He stands on the gallows, and his nails are still long when he is one tenth of a second from the end of his life. His eyes can still see yellow stones and gray walls, his mind is still remembering, foreseeing, thinking and even thinking about the water. He is the same as us, seeing, hearing, feeling I learned all about the same world, but after two minutes, he will go forever and go to another world, and the soul will die with the wind."

Under Lin Chi’s gaze, Hertim came to the side of the four death row, and the butcher’s knife began to slowly approach the body of one of the death row. The movements on the hand were extremely smooth and there was no trembling, as if it were a robot handling pork in a modern slaughterhouse. .

"Don't move, hey, obey..." Hetimo made an uncomfortable, sharp voice.

"Help me..." The death rowman raised his hands in despair.

Hey!

A crisp sound, the hands of the death row left the wrist, the black and red plasma spewed at the break, he first stunned, and began to scream two seconds later. The other three were also scared to climb to the side to hide.

Unlike normal execution, the death row here seems to be exceptionally “loose,” with nothing to fix their heads and no one to hold their shoulders. On the contrary, after Hertim started, the chains on the death row were falling off.

"What is going on?" Lin Chi brows and gaze at the empty execution ground.

"Great escape." Blood blade said.

"Run away!" Hertimore put down two butcher's knives and shouted: "Run away in this village! If you can escape from here, you can get a chance to survive!"

At this point, the cowboys in the square did not know where to hide. Seeing that Hermit's mask was facing herself, Lin Chi pointed to his chest: "You are talking about us?"

"You are like them, and they are part of the game!" Hertim shouted.

Then, Lin Chi’s eyes popped up with dangerous words:

The pre-conditions have been completed and the BOSS battle "Escape" has been triggered.