Wasteland Echoer

"The power of the past." Future whispered as his eyes stared at the corroded metal frame glowing with a faint fluorescent blue fire.

"What did you say?" "Wind Mine" looked at "Future" in confusion, trying to prove that he only heard wrong information under the cover of the sound of battle.

But the addition of Gleb on the opposite side gave "Wind Mine" a headache:

"Of course. You, who can also borrow the power of the gods of the past, are probably not unfamiliar with this. However, the use of power without sacrifice is transgression. Look at you, you are as powerful as me, and you can borrow their greatness arbitrarily , but now, there is not even a trace of the wonderful smell of 'darkness' and 'old days'."

"Indeed." "Future" admitted generously, turned around and stared at Gleb.

His light black pupils revealed a calmness like the waters of Bell Lake. The breeze brought by the surge of old power made his brown hair sway, but never messy.

"Gleb, both you and I should be well aware of the rules set by the 'old gods'. Indeed, they are not like the Creator who can set up absolute obedience and irresistible 'reasons', but violating their rules You will often be punished the fastest." "Future" said seriously.

"What? You admit it so readily? That's right. Speaking of 'Wind Mine', you should learn from your little brother, recognize the situation clearly, and surrender in time, so as not to suffer pain and be insulted at the same time. ." Gleb said proudly.

But soon, the smile on his face solidified like wax, and he could no longer smile.

"You are wrong, Gleb, we have no intention of surrendering." "Future" said:

"I just want to remind you that the rules set by the old gods are fair to everyone. It is true that I overexhausted the magic source power underground in the administrative center building and violated the 'use of old power when not on the verge of death' 'The rules were violated and deemed as transgression by them, resulting in temporary physical weakness and the inability to use any magic or extraordinary power.

"But don't forget, your current behavior is the same. How is that rule determined?" "Future" pretended to hold his chin in thought and said:

"By the way, you must die after using it, and your soul will be sent into the vast deep sea west of the legendary endless ice ocean, turning into equally terrifying old monsters and serving them forever. If you are lucky, it will be nothing more than a distorted face. A little, just an extra eyeball, the palm becomes a tentacle. If you are unlucky, the basic body of fish, shrimp, seahorse, squid, octopus, etc., will be just a few billions more fluff and mucus.

"Since you are so skilled in using their power, you must be pious enough. You may have the opportunity to serve Dipsel or even Cthulhu. But as far as I know, after the battle between Cthulhu and Dipser, Pusher was completely buried and slept under the abandoned temple. If you are lucky, you can still find their broken bodies and splice them into your own body."

"You are blaspheming!" Gleb said angrily, and as his vocal cords vibrated, his voice became ethereal again.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, it's not me who borrows their power now, but you, Gleb Dacris. Any blasphemous words from the gods will only be counted on you, the user of the power. From the gods' From a perspective, it is your behavior that caused trouble." "Future" said sarcastically.

"Ah!" Gleb roared angrily, retracting his tongue-like tentacles backwards, about to launch an attack.

But "Future" still took his time, making a "stop" gesture and reminding him in a mocking tone:

"Stop using the power of the old days. The gods of the old days may not notice it for the first time. If it is the second time, your consequences will only be worse than mine. You know, that time with my brother "Wind Mine" It was a 'relatively fatal' threat, and they only briefly limited my power replenishment.

"But in general, even if the recovery speed of my strength is normal, it will take at least three months for me to return to the original state under such an overdraft situation. 'Matter does not appear out of thin air, let alone disappear out of thin air.' came from the Putoa Federation. The laws of physics also apply to the occult.

"Gleb, this time you are the active, offensive, and plundering party. The gods of the past usually do not like to intervene in the human world openly. They always like to find secret media to secretly manipulate the spiritual realm to affect real-life effects."

"So what?" Gleb said angrily.

"Any 'darkness' and 'old days' that are put on the table will be severely sanctioned and counterattacked. 'Light' and 'darkness' are inherently in a dynamic balance. Once the overflowing power of one party causes the sleeping If the Creator pays attention, then adjustment through 'reason' will come." "Future" explained:

“Zine Empire philosophers like to discuss the issues of ‘thinking’ and ‘existence’, but when it comes to the Creator, He is not only the supreme overall controller of the universe’s thinking, but also the high-dimensional law that all ‘laws’ point to.

"Actually, to deal with me and 'Wind Mine' who are basically worthless, we don't need the old power at all. Just a few human armed men can kidnap us. Maybe, just shoot a bullet through my chest. , I can escape from this painful floating world forever. Gleb, to be fair, are you willing to live in this painful, dirty, and hopeless era?"

The continuous talk of "the future" actually stunned Gleb for a short time, leaving him standing almost sluggishly thinking about meaningless topics about philosophy and life.

After all, Future is more familiar with the Old Gods.

In fact, during the past two years in the north, in the area near the "Magic City" in the Extreme Cold Zone, he had already understood the basic information about the Chaos Group.

The "Wind Mine" that has been mixed with humans all year round, especially the Federal Council, sometimes does not have enough energy to take into account everything, but in fact, the "Future" already knew the Greed hidden behind it at the first sight of the black shadow. cloth.

However, it is difficult to distinguish between "enemies" and "collaborators" in the ice field, and the situation is ever-changing. When its purpose is unknown, "Future" is accustomed to not revealing any useful information first.

Moreover, in addition to the overdraft of the magic source and the restriction of the old power, there is another thing he did not tell Gleb, that is, the "Alien Heartless Man" and "Fusion Alien Body" he spent so much effort to create were indeed completely dead. The day after he struggled to escape along the abandoned road, he could no longer establish any mental connection with the "alien fusion body".

After all, this carefully cultivated strong beast spliced ​​body will immediately fall apart as soon as it loses the mind control of "Future". Under normal circumstances, "Future"'s mental power is quite active, enough to control a Lost One and a "Alien Heartless" at will. "Human" has two bodies, but nothing can go wrong.

But now, the death of the "Fusion Alien" has completely traumatized his mental strength, making it difficult for him to regain absolute concentration and control in a short time. Perhaps he can still operate one or two "unintentional people" to undertake limited investigation tasks. , but as soon as they are fatally attacked, they will immediately lose contact.

In other words, compared with normal human teenagers, the current "future" has slightly stronger physical fitness, slightly better environmental adaptability, and is not infected. Even if he fights alone, he will fall quickly under a series of punches, making it difficult to Get up.

Seeing Gleb holding his head and wailing and struggling in pain for a long time, the corner of "Future"'s mouth sketched a smile that was extremely inconsistent with his appearance, but extremely consistent with the surrounding environment.

He understands that when the old power surges, if he cannot focus on the only goal and completely give up other thoughts, he will fall into the pain of being guided by darkness and suffer extreme internal friction, unable to extricate himself, and thus suffer a mental breakdown.

The power of the past will greatly reduce the user's IQ, concentration and mental control, and increase the degree of pollution and erosion. If you cannot stare at a target like a beast and let your mind wander, use your power to the extreme and try to think in dangerous situations. If you have problems, you will fall into a situation of no return.

Moreover, the investigation of the "Chaos Group" made "Future" know Gleb very well. This leader of the Lost who also looks like a young man himself is very mentally fragile and has been detained and tortured in a federal stronghold for ten years. Be irritable and irritable.

Deliberately irritating, guiding thinking, and using the characteristics of the old power, the "future" achieved the effect of defeating the enemy without fighting.

Now, with just one word, he told his opponent to collapse without a fight and usher in the fate of defeat.

Seeing that Gleb's eyes were increasingly filled with frightening bloodshot eyes, his hands kept clasping his cheeks, revealing thick red marks, and those tentacles were still dancing in a chaotic manner, "Future" whispered to "Wind Mine":

"Brother, you can take action now. He is now on the verge of complete mental collapse. But you only have one chance to attack, and you need to end the battle with one blow. By the way, you know the weaknesses of our Lost Ones, right?"

"Of course." "Feng Mine" looked at "Future" meaningfully and said:

"I never thought someone could fight like you."

"This is the culture of Khitanris, 'conquering the enemy without fighting.'" "Future" replied with a smile.

"Wind Mine" seized the opportunity and did not waste it. He quickly surged the magic source power belonging to the strong wind in his body and gathered it in his hands, forming a series of floating balls of light that looked like elves.

As the spell in his mouth started, the surrounding wind turned red, and all the light balls turned into sharp blades.

"Leaves of Red Wind." "Wind Mine" chanted their names.

In an instant, countless arrows that looked like powerful crossbows commonly equipped among armies of the Second Age rushed towards Gleb's heart.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

puff! puff!

The momentary penetration of power only produced the dull sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh, but countless light green magic power belonging to the strong wind was blocked by a transparent wall and exploded on the spot.

boom!

A bright flame rose into the sky along with a small mushroom cloud. When the smoke dissipated, "Wind Mine" did not stop and just observe with the naked eye. Instead, he took out the pistol in his waist and interrupted "Pengpeng". Two tongue-like tentacles from the black sphere that just emitted the power of the past.

The gurgling blood overflowed along with the thick dark white liquid. Perhaps the pain had exceeded the threshold. After Gleb stayed in place for about half a minute, he lay on his back as the tongue-like tentacles slowly retracted into his body.

But at the same time, a bullet hit "Wind Mine"'s gun-holding arm, forcing him to drop the weapon.

In the midst of surprise, more than a dozen teenagers of various ages armed with various types of rifles and wearing dirty, heavy cotton-padded clothes surrounded the two people.

The young man in the lead had blond hair and a pair of blue eyes that exuded a mechanical brilliance. On his shoulders stood a Cruzeid blue cat.

He glanced at Gleb who was unconscious on the ground, raised his snow-white "Ice Shadow" brand rifle, and aimed at "Wind Mine"'s head.