The Old Man and the Monster Chapter 43 Does It Matter?
When Dancing Flame heard the blacksmith's words, she didn't know how to answer, but after a while, she showed a smug smile, and the crescent moon of the orange mouth in the flames was shaped like a petal of orange, which was particularly interesting.
"No way, there is an old saying, those who can work harder," Wuyan said smugly as she slowly descended downward, "so I need support everywhere, and you feel that you can meet me every time, and you naturally deserve it." ”
As the flames fell, the blacksmith slowly descended to the ground, and the two men were not far apart, the near-god army stood on this side of the road, the wanderer was on the opposite side, and on the other side were Fang Zhuge and the puppeteer who were holding each other back.
Wu Yan glanced at the puppeteer first, and was a little surprised, of course he recognized the puppeteer, but he didn't expect the puppeteer to be invited to join the battlefield head-on.
Half-crouched across from the puppeteer was a strange man with slender limbs like a giant spider, and countless human faces with closed eyes. In the past five years, most of the gods in the entire empire have seen it, but they have never seen a guy in this form. In terms of appearances alone, this man is more eccentric than Jinshou and himself.
Thinking of the golden hand, Wu Yan realized that the colleague who had fallen to the ground and was already injured and could not be shaped. The golden hand no longer screamed, but gritted his teeth, his face still showing signs of disarray, but his eyes had lost focus, only the flesh on his cheeks and the corners of his eyes twitched.
Wu Yan's gaze swept over the terrible wound of the golden hand, and his heart sank, knowing that this once powerful and divine being had been completely destroyed.
The ability of the golden hand is still there, and after the wound is healed, he can still turn into an iron giant at any time, but the iron giant that has been abolished is like a statue, and ordinary people who don't have long eyes may be okay, and if they want to participate in the battle between the gods, he may not be able to dodge, but he will only become a huge target.
However, the most serious injury to the golden hand is not physical, but mental. The blacksmith was abolished but not killed, almost breaking the will of the golden hand directly, he made the golden hand feel desperate alive, and also made the near god army at this moment shackled, increasing the difficulty of choice.
"I really didn't expect the golden hand to be injured like this by you. Dancing Flame said lightly to the blacksmith, "Although I haven't liked him very much, isn't it too cruel for you to do this......
"It's not the first day that the Near-God Army and the Wanderer have fought, the battle between us is who can last live in this world, in the face of life and death, when can it be considered cruel?" the blacksmith replied to him coldly, "What's more, there are too many people who are more miserable than him, and when our people fall into the hands of Wei Fuzi, I'm afraid they are no better than guinea pigs, right?"
Dance Flame was silent for a moment, "Each has its own master, so it has to be." ”
The blacksmith laughed, and he sneered, "Your lord is the Emperor, please don't compare man with a hound." ”
Wu Yan was choked twice by the blacksmith, and he was also a little annoyed, he pulled out his posture and raised his head to signal, "Then don't talk so much, come, just fight." ”
The blacksmith's fingers moved slightly, and the metal slowly circled around him, and the surface of the metal strip kept changing, reflecting the starlight and moonlight.
"You fight, you hide behind me," Ding Qing whispered to Yu Sheng, "The power of the dance flame is too strong, and it restrains me a little, I'm afraid I won't be able to help if I fight in close combat." ”
The Near-God Army has Lu Zhong and Dancing Flame, although the puppet division is still caught in the spiritual competition with Fang Zhuge, but at this time, the Near-God Army is almost invincible.
Tang Tang was seriously injured, left and right unconscious, Ding Qing was restrained by the two, although the blacksmith's strength has become stronger, but if he wants to kill again, I am afraid it is impossible.
The blacksmith quickly glanced at Tang Tang's left and right, and repeatedly judged the form in his mind.
"I'll create time for you, can you heal these two little guys?" the blacksmith asked Ding Qing in a low voice, close to whispering.
Ding Qing thought for a moment, "Yes, but it will take a minute." ”
One minute...... The blacksmith looked at the dancing flame, and then at Lu Zhong.
Ding Qing wanted to cure Tang Tang with the power of metamorphosis, and it took a minute to control the ability to repair the two of them without being disturbed. But facing the two opponents in front of him, I am afraid that it will be difficult for everyone except Guangyun, the son of light, to hold on to a minute of undefeated, let alone drag it completely.
Besides, there is another Yushiro who is watching from the side, although he has no ability, his ability to create trouble is no worse than that of ordinary gods.
Especially compared to the rest of your life that still needs to be protected by people here, it is a world of difference.
However, since Wuyan has already arrived, I don't know if there will be any tricky characters who will continue to come if it drags on any longer, and they will save Tang Tang no matter what. Even if there is little hope, the blacksmith can only fight with all his might.
"I'll attack and drag them down, after you rescue Tang Tang, you will find a chance to break through with the rest of your life, and I will break off. The blacksmith said in a deep voice.
"What about the target?" Ding Qing asked anxiously.
"Fang Zhuge has completely lost his mind, he can't pull us to our side, and no matter how much the Near-God Army has a way, it will be difficult to control Fang Zhuge for his own use, and the target will most likely become another experimental white mouse. In this case, instead of taking the risk of taking Fang Zhuge away, it is better to ensure that we have a chance to get out of the way. Yu Sheng grabbed Ding Qing's wrist and said slowly.
The blacksmith heard Yu Sheng's words in his ears and couldn't help but glance at him from a distance.
This guy is a little weaker, but his brain is smart.
Thinking of this, the blacksmith stared at the approaching gods, his body moved slightly, and he was about to do it at any time.
The atmosphere of the battlefield became tense at a speed visible to the naked eye, and not only Lu Chong Wuyan, but also the rest of his life and Ding Qing's palms, who were not ready to fight head-on, were soaked with sweat.
"Wait a minute!" Yushiro suddenly raised his hand and gestured to pause.
This time, not only the wanderer, but even the other two people of the Divine Army were staring sideways.
Yushiro pondered for a moment, "Blacksmith, if I'm not mistaken, you want to take the lead, attack wildly, and create time for Hana-sen to save people, right?"
The blacksmith was stunned, and Yu Sheng also raised his head in surprise and looked at Yushiro, whom he had been ignoring.
This man...... Yu Sheng finally understood why Yushiro was able to lead many of the gods in the Near God Army as an ordinary person.
The blacksmith's plan was broken by Yushiro, and for a moment he didn't know how to reply, and in the process of his hesitation, Yushiro spoke again.
"There's no point in fighting here," Yushiro said, "Everyone has seen the situation of this Fang Zhuge, whoever takes him away can't use it for themselves, this time we are fighting back and forth, but we are fighting for a madman." ”
The blacksmith nodded slowly, raised his voice and asked, "Then do you have any good suggestions?"
"Since he can't use it, and if he leaves it alone, it will cause trouble for both of us, in my opinion, why don't we just kill him, and then break up in two, and leave it at that today?" Yushiro asked.
"Sir, we have the upper hand, why do we want to let them go?" asked Wu Yan, a little puzzled.
Yushiro was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "On the surface, we do have the advantage, but now it seems that if the blacksmith does his best to attack, you and Lu Zhong may not be able to free up your hands to prevent the flower fairy from saving people, as for myself, I am lucky not to die in his hands." As long as the Manipulator and the Tyrant are rescued, they are well manned and ready to stop us at any time to take the opportunity to kill the puppeteer before escaping, and then throw the hot potato of Fang Zhuge to us. ”
Wu Yan nodded, if the puppet division died in the first battle, Wei Fuzi would probably be very dissatisfied, and the general might ask.
"Sounds fair, but what's in it for us?" asked the blacksmith.
"The good thing is that we keep the status quo unchanged, you can get out of the way, and you know that if you delay a little longer, my people may arrive at any time, depending on whether you are willing to gamble. Yushiro shrugged.
The blacksmith bowed his head and was silent, Yushiro was willing to give up his existing advantage to let the wanderer leave, the blacksmith knew that there must be something in this that he didn't know about, but Yushiro was right, he didn't dare to gamble with Tang Tang Tang to control their lives.
"Well, I agree," replied the blacksmith, with his head held high, "the question is how are you going to solve Fang Zhuge?"
Yushiro pointed at the dancing flames, "He." ”
"You stand out, and the dancing flame will burn Fang Zhuge to death. He said.
The blacksmith nodded, turned his head and motioned to the rest of his life Ding Qing, who summoned the vines to wrap Tang Tang left and right, withdrew a few dozen meters, and then began to use the power of metamorphosis to heal the two of them.
Yushiro nodded to Wuyan, and then pointed at Lu Zhong at the puppeteer.
Wu Yan stepped forward, and the flames all over his body burst into flames, and the heat made the color of the flames change from red to dazzling white. He stretched out his hand and aimed it at Fang Zhuge.
First, a small fire snake poked out and landed lightly on Fang Zhuge's shoulder, landing on the old lady's face.
The old lady's face suddenly opened her eyes, opened her mouth, and let out a silent scream.
The flames in Wu Yan's hand suddenly became violent, and the little fire snake turned into a giant dragon monster python in the blink of an eye, and then turned into a pillar of sky-high fire, swallowing Fang Zhuge whole.
At the same time that Fang Zhuge was scorched by the flames, Lu Zhong manipulated the ground to take the puppeteer away from Fang Zhuge and lead him back to a few people. Fang Zhuge's body vision puppeteer's body felt something, and when he opened his eyes, he was actually a little dizzy and collapsed.
Fang Zhuge was different from others, although he was already crazy, there were more than a dozen souls with different thoughts and feelings in his body, and the difficulty for Fang Zhuge had increased countless times.
Fortunately, the souls in the puppeteer's body were incomplete, and there was not much spiritual power left, but it was still too messy, and even the little spiritual power left made the already very weak puppeteer almost fall into it.
Fortunately, the puppeteer was vaguely aware of what was happening outside his body, and Fang Zhuge no longer needed him to control it, so the puppeteer retreated from Fang Zhuge's fragmented mind.
Losing the control of the puppeteer, Fang Zhuge finally regained his freedom, but what awaited him was the endless fire of the dancing flame.
Fang Zhuge screamed and struggled, but he was powerless to break free, the flames seemed to not only scorch his body, but also burn his soul.
Faces fell off from Fang Zhuge's body, and then turned into pieces of black geismans, swaying up with the pillar of fire, and then disappeared without a trace.
The sky illuminated by the flickering fire turned half-white, and everyone's faces were shadowed.
The soul trapped in Fang Zhuge's body was liberated, and the old man who had turned into a monster finally returned to a trace of sanity at the last moment of his life, and he muttered something in a low voice, it was the name of his dead grandson, but no one present could not know.
Tang Tang and left and right stood up one after another, Tang Tang was still awake, but left and right had been in a coma, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he found that the whole battle had ended, and he couldn't help but feel depressed.
No one paid attention to the sulking left and right, only Tang Tang whispered a brief explanation to the left and right about everything that had just happened.
Finally, Fang Zhuge's light of life was completely extinguished in the eyes of the insight of looking for the rest of his life, and the rest of his life stared at the old man gradually shrinking into a figure that no longer moved, and his heart was a little unbearable.
"Dead. Yu Sheng muttered.
The blacksmith replied, "Let's go." ”
He took a deep look at Yushiro, turned around and left with a few people, and Yushiro and the others really didn't chase after him.
"That's the end of it?" Yu Sheng asked suddenly.
The blacksmith didn't speak, he just wanted to take everyone to safety.
"The target can't join us, so we'll kill the target?" asked Yu Sheng, "If I hadn't joined you in the first place, would I have been killed?"
He didn't say anything left and right, just walked forward. Tang Tang glanced at Yu Sheng strangely, as if wondering why he would ask such a stupid question. Ding Qing glanced at Yu Sheng, and there was a little melancholy in her eyes.
"This is war," the blacksmith finally spoke, "whether you are me or Fang Zhuge, we have been in this war since we became gods, and each of us must choose our own side. ”
"As for whether he killed you in the first place...... Does it matter, you're already one of us. The blacksmith said lightly.
Yu Sheng was silent for a moment, nodded, shook his head again, and walked forward with the first rays of morning light.
As for whether it is important or not, I can't figure it out for the rest of my life.