"pioneer?"

Those three words were fleeting, and the two looked at each other, not understanding the meaning of these words.

"Who is He?"

At this time, Tarik realized something was wrong. Although those words did not belong to the language of any country, they could still clearly sense that the word "He" represents the god.

"He's crazy"

Azka, who was beside him, rubbed his jaw, frowned, and began to think. Then, he raised his head and made a serious gesture to Tarik looking upward.

"You mean!"

Tarik's pupils shrank, he looked along Tarik's pointing, and then shivered. Obviously, he understood what Azka meant.

"Can't continue to contact you anymore."

Azka's hand was half hanging on the pistol at his waist, looking around vigilantly, and said to Tarik: "We can't continue to explore the things in it, we have to leave."

“Yes, it’s time to leave.”

Tarik did not choose to continue exploring. He understood that when the word He appeared in his ears, the things contained behind it were not something they could touch. However, the moment the two were about to turn on their horses.

, Tarik's body suddenly froze.

Azka suddenly realized something was wrong. He saw fear that had never been seen in Tarik's eyes, and also heard the sound of approaching.

Yes, the sound is walking.

He heard the footsteps of the sound and heard the sound of gradually leaning towards the two of them. He also felt the vicious gaze that began to be cast on the two of them in the sky.

God, I'm going to see it.

At this time, Tarik's body was completely stiff and could not move at all. As a golden-level profession, he had no ability to resist under the double pressure of the strange voice and the gaze of the gods. Azka leaned on Kane

He raised his hand with a strong support from the body of a demigod.

No, you can't all die here.

At this time, Azka, who had always been too lazy to think and threw all the troubles to Tarik, began to move rapidly. He could feel that once he and Tarik heard the voice and were chased by the truth, the gods in the sky would

He will kill himself and Tarik without leaving any effort.

Now, the voice with the truth was standing behind the two, and the vicious and vicious gaze from the gods had become increasingly solidified. Every cell in the body was screaming wildly, allowing him to escape from here.

But

Tarik's eyes reflected in Azka's eyes. He could see that even in such a desperate situation, Tarik's remaining reason still warned him to leave.

Leave one.

Azka could feel what Tarik wanted to say. He has always been such a person, willing to contribute, willing to give, and even obsessed with it. Azka never asked Tarik why he was so selfless, he just

I think it may be a good thing for such a person to become a king.

And now, Tarik, as always, chose to sacrifice himself.

"Oh."

In just a moment, both of them, as close friends, saw through each other's thoughts. Azka grinned and forced his hand to approach the malice from the gods and the truth behind him.

Well!

Tarik fell to the ground in disbelief, looking at Azka who smiled and retracted his hand. In the last second of his loss of consciousness, he saw Azka's lip shape to himself.

This time I'm going to change.

Looking at Tarik who was lying on the ground and losing consciousness, Azka took out the Eye of Death made by Tarik with his trembling hands. He opened a sealed box on his waist with his trembling hands and took it out.

A tube of black powder had already marred his heart, but Azka still poured the powder into the bullet cabin in a skillful posture.

He knew that this thing was not used like this, and he also knew that these powders were not things in this world. When he faced the siege monster of the Tsar Empire, the giant beast Noka, Tarik handed the tube of powder to himself

.Azka clearly remembered that the moment when these little powder exploded, the bullets shot into the huge giant beast's body, the giant beast disappeared.

It completely disappeared from this world.

Later, Tarik told him that this was something from another civilization called gunpowder. The explosion of this kind of thing caused little damage, but as long as these things exploded in a small space and pushed metal objects, then

What the metal objects touch will dissipate without leaving any trace.

And now, Azka is about to let the last gunpowder work.

He felt the god's sight, Azka raised his head, and the desert under the setting sun was covered by orange halos. In the dyed red sky, there were vaguely twelve malicious stars that seemed to be vaguely filled with malice in the sky.

Watching himself, Azka trembled his hands, lit his pipe, stuffed it into his mouth, and took a deep breath.

[I am. I am not crazy, they are crazy, they are lying to you]

[This planet shouldn't be like this]

【I love this planet more than any other existence】

I heard it.

Hear the truth.

Although I don't know who this sentence is, who said it, and I don't even know what this sentence represents. But I know that the moment I hear this truth, you gods,

I have been sentenced to death.

"Article 31, Chapter 6, Article 6, of the Tarik People's Constitution."

The teeth kept colliding, but Azka's voice was extremely clear at this time. He raised his pistol and aimed at his temple. He raised his head, looked at the sunset and the twelve stars, grinning and smiling relieved.

.

"The people's interests are higher than the divine power."

Tarik, you are a people too.

The trigger was pulled, accompanied by a small gunshot, and only the fainting Tarik remained in the empty canyon.

——

"Is this my great-grandfather's story?"

The story is very short, and Zhou Li explained everything in just a few words. But in Alyosha's eyes, it seemed like a long time had passed. After a trance, Alyosha pursed his lips and asked softly:

"Our family is not sinner, right?"

"certainly."

Zhou Li looked at Alyosha, his eyes swept across the stunned Arthur Morgan, nodded and said, "He is a complete hero."

"thank you."

After a long time, Alyosha raised his head. This time, there was no longer confusion or loss in those green eyes, and some were only pure clarity.

"I know what I'm going to do."

She looked at Zhou Li and smiled like the cowboy holding a pipe in her memory, proud and confident.

Zhou Li looked at her without saying anything or saying anything encouraged. He just took out the little helper on his waist and threw it to her, and then entered the tomb of the pioneer without looking back.

Arthur Morgan stared at the two people who were leaving, and suddenly felt at a loss. He began to get confused. He stretched out his hands and looked at the palms covered with calluses and wrinkles. At this time, he felt

A little discomfort.

What did you do with a hero's surname?

Kill, rob, steal.

Morgan

"What's wrong?"

After leaving the cave, Duckey and John, who were guarding the door, immediately came up to meet him. It seemed that he had noticed that Arthur was not thinking right, and it was also possible that Arthur's face could not hide anything. John frowned and asked with concern:

"What did you find?"

"call."

After feeling the familiar voice, Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, but the doubts and confusion just now still lingered in his heart. Faced with the friend's concern, Arthur shook his head and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, I just know."

Some stories about my last name.”

"oh."

John nodded, and he saw Dutch on the side happily preparing to ask Arthur, and then he directly elbowed Dutch's words to help him swallow. He looked at Arthur and said in a hoarse voice:

"When Jack was infected with the disease and the Van Delin Gang suffered setbacks, you enlightened me and allowed me to clean up everything and face life. Arthur, I am a straight-hearted person and can't speak. The only thing I can say is

I will help you all the time."

"Same for me."

After patting Arthur's shoulder, Dutch stopped asking, but said to Arthur with a bright smile as always: "The Van Delin Gang may drag you down, but will never give up on you."

"Just you know."

Arthur knocked out Dutch's hand, but at this moment there was no confusion and hesitation in his eyes, and he smiled. He knew that even if he knew the glory of his surname a long time ago, he would choose to do it for Van der Lin.

Gangs fight on this barbaric land.
To be continued...