Chapter 293: The Dense Forest Frontier

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The water spilled quickly into the mud, turning it sticky and wet, and Tang Erda followed the Spades with one foot deep and one foot shallow, almost losing sight of the fast-moving Spades ahead of her in the pouring rain.

Spades is clearly heading towards Lake Pluto.

The water on the ground gets deeper the closer we get to the lake, and by the end of the day it's already over the lower half of Tang Erda's body, with the Spades in front of her diving fish-like into the muddy water.

Tang Erda took a deep breath and jumped in with her.

The muddy water was murky, the rain pelting the surface, and the combination of artillery fire and gunfire from earlier had turned the water upside down so that nothing could be seen below the surface but wave after wave, and Tang Erda relied on her years of chasing people to keep up with Spades.

Every now and then some long, dark, snake-like creature slips by his flank, which Tang Erda dodges discreetly.

Spades swam fast, and it didn't take them long to reach the bottom of the lake.

The bottom of the lake was very different from when they had come over to place their guns earlier, with countless craters of all sizes, all blown out by shells.

But the water was deeper and the visibility was better, and Tang Erda could barely make out the Spades in the chaotic water, which he saw resting suspended under the water.

Spades then calmly removed a green, decomposing and moving piece of his left foot from the back of his waist and examined it carefully underwater like a probe.

Tang Erda looks in the direction of Spades' probe, and the bombed-out water reveals a peculiar layer of volcanic rock, over which flows a sticky layer of gooey, bituminous mud.

Spades hands Tang Erda the body piece, and Tang Erda tentatively plunges it into the pile of pitchy liquid.

[System Alert: Congratulations to player Tang Erda for triggering the corpse storage point - Pluto Lake Bottom]

[One point will be awarded for placing a whole body at the bottom of the lake, twenty points will be awarded for placing a whole body at the bottom of the lake, but twelve points will be awarded for placing a body at the bottom of the lake.

[System Alert: The bottom of Pluto Lake is not yet occupied by player Tang Erda's camp. We regret to inform you that after joining the indigenous camp that owns Pluto Lake, or after helping your camp to occupy Pluto Lake, player Fang Ke will be able to earn points for this corpse.

Slowly the corpse comes out of the mud and Spades holds on to the suspended corpse.

Tang Erda looks deeply at the bottom of the lake, then up at Spades, who opens his mouth slightly, with bubbles spilling out, and points upwards for Spades to come up for air.

Before they could rise to the surface, the water suddenly shook violently and Tang Erda looked up into the water, where the countless wooden boats suspended above suddenly burst into flames.

The burning boats hang overhead like clouds of fire appearing out of nowhere in a cloudy sky.

To take fire in heavy rain, there had to be something inherently wrong with the wooden boat, someone must have done something to it, such as dipping it in some special oil that turned the boat into a flammable object.

This simply wouldn't be an attack strategy that anyone on this side could pull off!

On the water.

The traditional natives, dressed in straw-rope drapes and feather-ringed hats, with guns and cannons raised, charged forward on rafts unpainted with red paint, a peculiar accent vibrating in their throats, and the man at the head, who was the one who had ritually beaten the head earlier, roared with a fierce gaze.

"Kill these god-cursed people! Take back what we want!"

"The God-given paint will never quench the fire that burns sinners!"

"Kill them! Burn them!"

Bai Yi also emerged from the water, gazing warily at the fire-burning wooden boats over there: "Didn't this group of traditionalists plan to wait for the enemy's attack to end and turn around to attack us, the new faction, who are running out of battle power? How come they suddenly attacked us?"

Bai Jiamu frowned and wondered, "It's a chaotic time for both sides to be fighting, there's nothing to be gained by attacking us newcomers in the vanguard.

"Something has irritated them." The Reverse God reached out with a steady look, "Bring in that telescope prop we brought in, I'll see what's going on over there?"

Bai Jiamu hands the Reverse God a standard binoculars.

The inverse god clamped to the bridge of his nose, his shaky blurred vision eventually settling on a small smoking jungle behind the lake, he wrinkled his brow and adjusted the view of his binoculars again to see more clearly exactly what was going on in the small smoking jungle.

Then the Reverse God didn't hold back a breath of cold air.

There was a burning shed in that small jungle, and the statue of the much venerated god in it had been shot to pieces and doused with paint and set alight, leaving the whole place of worship in a shambles.

With only half of the shed burnt and the torch next to it still extinguished, you can tell that the man who broke the idol broke in and broke it while the ritual was in progress.

The audacity of this!

This group of devout traditionalists must be going crazy to catch this troublemaker!

The Reverse God searched back along the path of the burning wooden boat and did see a man who kept jumping nimbly from boat to boat, carrying a gun and with blood-soaked bandages wrapped around his calves and shoulders, but dodging with uncanny dexterity.

He was followed by a long line of natives angrily humming religious songs as they pursued him, bullets and rockets occasionally flying past him.

This is the Guy who defected to them yesterday! One of the main NPCs!

Shouldn't he be in Red Cross, badly wounded, staying put! Why did he come here to burn the statues of these traditionalist gods!

Guy took two shots under heavy pursuit, despite having covered as much as he could by dodging through the boat.

The Reverse God with the binoculars raised wrinkled his eyebrows, Guy why not hide underwater?

Hiding in these murky waters may get you shot at indiscriminately, but it's better than running around like a live target on the shore, right?

Soon, the Reverse God got his answer and he didn't hold back a spray.

Guy actually held up a large idol's head in front of himself, and held his gun up against this head, raising it as he ran, and with his lips parted, as if he was saying something emotionally to the group of natives who were chasing him, causing the group of traditionalists not to dare to shoot at him at will.

This young man was quite talented, he knew to use the idol as his hostage and shield before running away, he wasn't exactly brave or tactless.

The Reverse God put down his binoculars and handed them to Bai Jiamu: "Go over and save the people."

Bai Jiamu nods and is just about to row back when Guy heads this way.

As Guy ran in, the Reverse God and his party finally heard what Guy was saying.

Guy yelled over the rain, "You say God exists, you say God saved you, you say God gave you everything, and God told you to kill the good people who helped you."

He stood on a wobbly Little Mu boat, and at his feet lay several bodies killed by blasted shrapnel, lying dead across the edge of the boat, the blood on their bodies long since congealed.

Guy looked at the dead men with compassion, his eyes were red, he raised the head of the wooden idol and held his gun to its forehead, "This is the only symbol of your so-called god here, if he really exists, take his head back from me!"

The Reverse God's face changed when he heard this, "No, he's going to prove to these traditionalists that God doesn't exist by going too far! If he breaks it, the traditionalists will go crazy and kill him without a care in the world, stop him!"

Bai Jiamu's expression falters as he flips his wrist and flings a shiny scalpel through the mist of the rain and strikes the gun in Guy's hand.

Bai Jiamu breathed a sigh of relief, "I caught it with my skill weapon and missed."

Guy pulled the trigger the moment the gun was struck by the scalpel and fell in response, the bullet that was fired missing the heart of the idol's forehead.

The traditionalist leader who was coming after you laughed maniacally: "God sent believers to stop you! God is there! You can't kill God!"

"God is sheltering Himself, sheltering me, and that factory manager, that nasty hypocrite, just deserves to be killed by me as God has instructed!"

Guy was half kneeling in the boat, his eyelids moving, when he suddenly picked up the scalpel and, without hesitation, clutching it viciously, slashed it down on the head of the idol.

Bai Jiamu: "!!!"

Reverse God: "!!!"

What the hell! You're too headstrong, lad!

Guy was like an explosion, the muscles in his shoulders bulging as he kept gripping the knife and dropping it, gasping for breath as the rain slid down his damp side hair.

The wooden idol's head was chopped up and scarred by a scalpel.

The shouting traditionalist leader on the other side looked like a chicken in a chokehold, his eyes wide open, almost in disbelief as he watched the paint-protected head of the idol being chopped to wood dust by Guy, with a look of panic and horror on his face that could not be concealed.

A native next to him muttered in a trance, "How can he destroy the coating of paint that God has blessed himself with ......"

"Why didn't God send down heavy rain to drown him and thunder from heaven to burn him?"

"Why would God let a God-backer destroy his own idol ......?"

The chief's eyes were wide open, and he raised his hand and slapped the man next to him, saying at them with a loud voice: "Enough! God exists! God has blessed us! Are you going to turn your backs on God like these people! To be punished by God and drowned!"

The questioning voices slowly weakened again.

Guy looked up, his eyes dense with a myriad of emotions falling through the wet hair on his forehead to the hysterical chief, and he gave a mocking smile, "Gods don't exist, he doesn't deserve to die."

"God has not blessed you at all; you have done all this only for your own desires."

Guy staggered to his feet, held the disfigured idol in his hand flat against the chief and hissed, "You filthy, cowardly man who only dares to hide under the beliefs of a cult, do you dare to face up to the broken appearance of the god you have woven out of your own lies?"

The chief's eyes were red, and he raised his gun in anger: "Shut up, you are the one who has been turned away from God!"

The bullets passed through Guy's upraised idol, strafing him, and Guy slowly closed his eyes, a contented and weary smile on his face, and fell with the god's head into the lake of death called Pluto.

The Reverse God stopped Bai Jiamu from stepping forward to catch Guy who had fallen into the water with a complicated expression, "-This is the main plot of this NPC, we can't stop it, just watch it, he is destined to die, it is of his own free will."

Bai Jiamu was stunned, then asked incredulously in return, "Why would he seek his own death? He might even be alive if he doesn't anger the chief."

"What he wants is for that chief to smash the idol with his own hands in his anger." The Reverse God pointed to the natives over there and he sighed, "Look, the natives' expressions have changed, they are beginning to doubt their chief."

" Guy knew that he would not completely break the faith of these natives by smashing the idol; he wanted the one who had created these lies with his own hands, this chief, to smash the idol before these natives would come to their senses."

The Reverse God sighed, "He was prepared to pay for it with his life when he surrendered over."

"But I still think it's strange." The Reverse God turned to his words, he rubbed his chin thoughtfully, " Guy's main plot should have been triggered in the middle to late stages according to the predictions I made before, why would it be brought forward to the first day of the Great War, Guy already fully understood what to do to achieve his purpose, did anyone teach him?"

Bai Jiamu was very quick to react: "Npc's reacting abnormally because the player induced, someone induced Guy to kill himself?"

The Reverse God gave a subtle lurch, "What is this player trying to do by bringing Guy's death forward here and exacerbating the conflict between the two camps?"