"Are you surprised, 'future'?" "Leiye" smiled, applauded, and sighed:

"This is your strength, strong enough, and mysterious enough. After the arrival of the Wasteland Era, due to the collapse of the order led by the old Cruzd Empire, the quantitative strength assessment that humans have worked hard to create has long been ignored.

"People always don't know how good they are, nor how many extraordinary powers they control. After all, people who always wander between survival and death do not have more time to consider growth."

"Maybe...it's really the case." The response of "Future" is like a description of one's own situation, or a kind of helplessness and incredibility.

As the "master" of the "order society", fighting with humans, psychics, "unintentional people", lost people, "alien monsters", extraordinary people and monsters of order, is not only the task that should be completed, but also the only means to exist in the world... or in other words, the purpose.

People who are obsessed with fighting cannot understand their strength at all, and people who are obsessed with survival cannot perceive the improvement of their power.

The "future" is not the only person who is "ignorant" to himself, nor is it the "only".

Seeing the "future" mood a little lost, "Thunder Page" comforted:

"In fact, as long as you temporarily stop and sit down and slow down in the rushing road for survival, you have time to examine yourself and learn about your true strength. The 'future', strictly speaking, apart from the 'wind mine' that has been alienated into the 'Pramini Axe' and our leader's 'rebirth', you can indeed be called the 'supreme leader' and the most powerful existence among the 'stealers'."

"So, do you want to talk to me about responsibility?" When the "Future" heard this, he suddenly understood the intention of "Lei Page" and asked back.

"Isn't it? The lives of our 'stealers' are strictly given by the 'rebirth' leader. At that time, I was nothing more than betrayed my 'soul' for a safe woman overnight. The 'Feng Mine' is just a boy who is mixed with the 'no-hearted person' and barely fills his stomach." "Thunder Page" said slightly sternly:

"'Yanxiong' is better, but it is just the "recruitment" of the lowest level of the federal army. In addition to daily combat tasks, formal [soldiers] also have to change their clothes and wash their feet. Sometimes, in order to survive, they have to satisfy their desires that cannot be vented.

"The leader of the 'New God' established the 'order meeting', just as the 'single-inducing 'the 'disruption group' thousands of years ago, and the 'high priest-first leader' established the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the 'the '

"Having enough strength and consciousness is sufficient. If you choose to escape at this time, those who die for the sake of protecting you and those who die for the survival of you and me, will accuse your cowardice to the gods in hell and heaven. The sleeping Creator will lower a clone and give you the punishment you deserve."

"I never believe in fate, nor do I completely believe in fate." "The Future" said with gritted teeth:

"The religion of the Khitanese people does attach importance to this. They believe that while people do some kind of behavior, they will have a fate, and whether good or bad, they will be returned to us at a certain moment. However, 'Thunder Page', I want to ask you, which is more important, 'seal body' or 'spiritual consciousness'?"

"Of course it's the 'spirit'." "Thunder Page" replied without hesitation:

"If the 'spirit' is lost, the carrier of 'body' is meaningless, and life will be a completely new form. In other words, if the spirit carried on the 'body' disappears, the lost will fall into an unconscious 'unmindless person', and the consciousness is replaced. Even if the body has not moved at all, the person will no longer be the original person."

"Thunder Page"'s answer was obviously meaningful. She was very clear that the "future" occupied Constantinolian's body and replaced his existence, but she said this.

But the "future" was not angry, but nodded and expressed his agreement:

"We have been saving the lost, fighting the Federation for more people to survive better, but our suffering is far from over. The long night of the wasteland is still so dark and cold, and the vaguely visible morning light is still standing alone in the most hidden corner of the sky, not daring to emerge.

"If we do the right thing, when 'death' comes, and 'consciousness' and 'body' are destroyed together, we can no longer enjoy any punishment or reward. Even if we use various means to temper the 'consciousness' to an endless power, eternal and immortal, and be able to go as far as we know, we are destined to be unable to escape the shackles of suffering, and end the wasteland era, it is still far away.

"So, I can't answer your question, 'Thunder Page'. You don't have to persuade me anymore. I can't answer the question of 'leave' or 'stay' until the war is over."

"Yes, sister 'Leiye', stop forcing the 'future' anymore." Loka also advised "Leiye" and used the name "sister" that she is very useful.

Faced with the answers and advice, "Leiye" just sighed. She decided not to continue to trouble the "future" about this issue, but said with some disappointment:

"Do you know why you can come out of the 'Deep Relics of Tribulation'? Of course, in addition to your excellent enough, there are actually 'Ice Blade' and my help."

"Help?" "Future" murmured, a little surprised.

"Thunder Page" did not have the expression of observing the "future" and continued to say on his own:

"Nahaka told me that the last time Loka entered the ‘core area’, I felt very depressed and almost went crazy, right? This time, you stayed longer and experienced many battles, but they didn’t end up going crazy. I remember that the federal army also sent several expeditions organized by ‘Special Warriors’ along the entrance to ‘Remnants of Deep Deep’, but none of them returned alive and sober.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Is it really because you have gradually adapted to 'shang'? Or has the battle given you stronger spiritual strength and 'shang' tolerance? I tell you, in fact, it's not all."

"Not all?" Loka asked puzzledly, looking at "Thunder Page".

"Yes." "Thunder Page" sighed and admitted:

"In fact, during the difficult battle, especially when the camp was bombed, the days when you left, the Ice Blade, entrusted me to temporarily awaken the "Pramini Axe" and take him to the entrance of B, which we controlled, let him open his mouth and suck the "sorrow" for three days, which reduced the concentration and created an opportunity for you to gradually adapt to the environment inside.

"If there was no 'Pramini Axe', relying on you two alone, I'm sure it would be difficult to maintain physical stability, let alone fall into the 'underworld' range and kill Ivan twenty-second, and you can still successfully escape.

"You know, behind a great successful adventure is the stable space that countless people have fought for their lives."

"Thunder Page" almost stormed and told Loka and "Future" that they were silent. They stood there and did not make any sound for several minutes.

Until the slightly vague sound of "Soaring" mixed with faint current came from the hidden horns on both sides of the huge metal door "KN-09" in front of him:

"Lord 'Lei Page', Lord Victor, the quasi-leader of Loka, the future, and the black-clad guest you invited, the installation has been spliced, all the ritual materials have been prepared, and the ceremony venue has been laid out. Next, please 'Lei Page' recite the poem you recited in advance and activate the Giant Gate as a spell."

"I understand." "Thunder Page" shouted:

"Then I will start reciting."

"Please." After the last word came from the speaker, no sound was made.

Taking a deep breath, clearing his throat, "Thunder Page" loudly, chanting in a mature and steady female voice like a shout or a roar:

"The long cold night is hard to find fireworks, the frozen truth is looking forward to the dawn, the disappearing human beings have no way to speak, and the souls of the dead will never rest in peace."

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Buzz, Buzz, Buzz...

The rhythmic, rhythmic, complex mechanical operation sounds are heard from the metal giant gate "KN-09", the ground, and the wall behind it.

Hot ——, boom!

The sound of harsh metal passing through the ground was heard, but when it reached the end, it ended with a huge and heavy rumbling sound.

When the metal giant door was completely opened, due to the difference in temperature between the internal and external fields, huge air conditioning flowed into the warm space. The strong sense of pushing back made the "Thunder Page" almost unstable. If it weren't for supporting each other and maintaining a mutual dependence, at least one or two people would have been blown away to mid-air.

Several people walked forward a few steps. After entering the interior of the giant experimental field space, a huge stone wall fell from the sky, blocking the "hole" left after the giant gate was opened, and also preventing the several people from leaving the road.

Suddenly, in the dim space, "Thunder Page" understood the purpose of "Ice Blade".

That is, if the "recovery" Yato's ceremony was not successful, the destruction of the "chaotic group" and "comprehension religion" was approaching, and the "recovery" action was a game of betting on life. If it failed, it would be better to perish in the mines of the old days, which would be better than to be annihilated by the "Howl of Amikes", or arrested by the federal government, tortured and died in humiliation.

After waiting in place for more than a minute, the sound of heavy equipment turning on echoing out throughout the space.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!...

At first, the searchlights emitting solemn white light above their heads turned on one after another, like a lighthouse directing the direction on the coast.

Next is the small light emitted from dim light in the middle, and finally a circle of soft fluorescent lights for lighting on the bottom are turned on, which makes the huge space that is not too dark feel a little small like being in the vast starry sky.

Looking up, there were no depressing machinery rich in technology or steam in this space, nor were there blood-filled "monsters" all over their bodies. There were only a sacrificial platform in front of them that was five or six meters above the ground, which looked like a sacrificial platform used by shamans five or six meters above the ground.

It was in that position like a huge long, round table made of rocks. Although the four ladders below were made of metal and were very solid, they had no handles and were very narrow, so they could only allow one person to pass through.

A few seconds later, as natural gas emerged from a circular hole separated by a distance from the sacrificial platform, and the simple ignition device next to it started, six very magnificent pillars of fire that spewed upwards.

Looking up at the sacrificial platform and the flames spewing from the raging light, as well as the surrounding light arrangement, the "future" felt a mystery and extraordinary from the depths of the soul, as if he had traveled from the wasteland era for two thousand years, and came to the towering peaks of the central empire that had just been destroyed in the early stage of the human era, and in the mountains where tribal civilization flourished.

Immediately afterwards, a "bang" sound of mechanical operation came from the top of the giant experimental field space. Several people looked up and saw a silver-white robotic arm, dragging the body of the leader of the "Chaos Group" "Ice Blade", and came to the three-dimensional center of the entire space.

"'Thunder Page', Victor, and Loka..." "Ice Blade" seemed to have taken some kind of spiritual enhancement potion, or after a brief baptism of magic power, his mental state improved a lot. Even his voice got rid of the faint sense of weakness and hoarseness, and had a sense of majesty and thickness of the leader. With the help of the old empire amplification device that emitted a faint green light in his hand, "Ice Blade" shouted halfway:

"Before the 'restoration' ceremony, the last 'response' ceremony needs to be completed. However, the requirements for this ceremony are not low. The lost person who needs to recite the 'Prayer of Prayer' has the strength not less than 4th order, and is an apostle of the 'Machines Lord'. He has also received His response while admiring Him from beginning to end.

"For this, I invited the 'Pedalist' of the 'Order Club', a young man code-named 'Mechanical Pill'. He has the most beloved 'Wind-type magic power of the 'Machines Lord', and is also a [Prayer]. Later, he will stand in the center of the sacrificial platform, chanting the poems communicating with the 'Mechanical Pillist' and 'Mechanical Pillist', and launching the ceremony to eliminate the last part of the existence of all 'Mechanical Pills' devices."

After saying that, the young man who had been standing behind everyone lifted up the cloak that was draped on his body and threw it into the air. At the same time, the brilliance of green and purple was emitted in his hands. In a very short time, two fireballs that kept flashing and crackling sounds were summoned toward the cloak, causing it to burn out in the air, turning into countless broken debris, floating to the ground.

After doing all this, the young "man" slowly walked to everyone, turned his back to the sacrificial platform, rubbed his high nose bridge, revealing his face as white as a wall, and his two different pupils, which were "light green" and "bright purple", and said in a very calm tone:

"I haven't seen you all for a long time. I am the "armed" of the "order club" and the former "holder". But now, I have left the cowardly organization that defected to the Federal Council and joined the new family of the Lost.

"Maybe, I am very strange to some people, but I am familiar enough to some. In short, the collapsed city of Heaven's Punishment and the raging fire that burned everything in the world did not eliminate my life, but instead allowed me to find its ultimate meaning.
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