Just across the river from the war-torn Enclave station, the plains upstream of the broken Hoover Dam, and across the river, there are large military camps. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

An extremely handsome young man was kneeling at the lap of an old woman with a look of awe on his face.

The old woman was short and fat, and her face was full of tumors due to years of exposure to radiation, which made people feel disgusting when they looked at it.

Her hands and feet were already weak, and she trembled just by standing, as if she was going to fall at any moment. Her fingers were as thick as turnips, and the joints were not visible at all, and it was clear that her obesity was not due to overnutrition, but to some kind of disease!

Such a person, who is extremely common in the wasteland, even worse than those filthy wasteland wanderers, is already in the last years of his life, and after death, even the corpse may not be willing to be eaten by mutated creatures.

But she just stood there as a matter of course, enjoying the worship of young people.

The contrast between an ugly old woman and a young man with a perfect appearance and body is a strange picture that makes it impossible to look at directly.

However, when the man occasionally looked up, the admiration and awe he revealed were all from the heart, as if he couldn't lick the old woman's toes!

"Is it going to be over?destruction?or rebirth?What the hell is it?right now! I'm going to see it right away!"

The old woman's voice was hoarse and eerie, sounding as if it was not one person talking, but a group of people whispering.

She looked down at the man at her feet and nodded in satisfaction.

"Mortal, worship me, and I'll send you to a place that will stun you!"

"He thought he could eat alone? He thought he could eat alone!hahahaha!"

"And you, you bitch, no, it's you, Azura, Dagon, do you think you two can hide from everyone if you two put on a good show together!"

"Is that the person you chose to be the spokesperson, and it doesn't look very obedient!"

"Erased by the supreme being, Sitis, you must be very happy! hahaha! bastard! you must be very happy!!"

The old woman laughed wildly, her language intermittent and confused, sometimes like one person speaking, sometimes like many people were invective, and the young man was already trembling with fear.

This place was originally the rear base of the Enclave's environmental exploration department, but at this time, it was quiet and palpitating, as if something had eaten all the sounds, and only the hoarse laughter of the old woman remained!

No one wants to be locked up in a small space, ten years, a hundred years.

The seemingly omnipotent God is especially intolerable to the monotonous omniscience.

The original spirits are naturally strong, they are lonely and bored, so they want to create the world, so they want to open up the world.

The gods who remained in Nain because of the excessive consumption of power were lucky, and those who remained in the divine realm had to annihilate their sensibilities and memories little by little in the eternal emptiness, and finally became the bearers of rules and power, pieces of cold stones.

It's a pity that mortals are too weak, and the development of the mortal world is too monotonous and boring.

So the demon gods began to play with human nature, they wanted to invade, they wanted to oppress, they wanted to squeeze out the last special afterglow of human nature.

So the Holy Spirit established their own kingdoms, what dragon god realm, Songgard, and anesthetized themselves with illusory beauty.

However, there is still nothing that will intrigue the gods more than the unknown, especially for those who love to explore forbidden areas!

Lower, median, upper?

There is no distinction between high and low in God, all of them are artificially imposed, trying to make the divine realm in his mind the same as the world, orderly and clear.

There is an inherent difference between strength and weakness in God, but there is no concept of cultivation or anything like that, just because of the different rules it represents, it will behave differently in different fields!

The weak gods and the strong gods are equal, and both have the right to pursue the unknown and look to the higher!

In the eyes of the indigenous gods of the ordinary plane, the mystery of reincarnation is unknown, and it is greater than time and space!

The demon Ling Qi was raging in the Enclave camp, and the front-line soldiers who couldn't contact the rear base went crazy, and a position commander died heroically, and more soldiers did not disperse, but rushed to the feet of the demon one after another to die!

On that long river that runs through Nedahua, it is as if some kind of great force has formed an invisible barrier, a magical barrier! Anyone who tries to cross the river from the air will fall into the water and become the belly of the fish and shrimp!

The back road is extinct, the left and right are dead, and even those who originally wanted to retreat have already broken the idea of retreating, and they are broken!

Ling Qi, who was getting stronger and stronger, was surprised that the fighting spirit of the enemy would be so strong this time, could it be that the soldiers of the Enclave were more elite than those in New Vegas?

The incomprehensible Ling Qi will never put down the butcher knife because of this, he will only do it more ferociously!

The fear of the enemy is the love of the devil rather than the devouring of souls.

Outside the temporary base of the Enclave, about two or three kilometers away, Veronica and the others, who were looking at the fierce battle in the camp from a distance, did not notice at all, less than two hundred meters behind them, a slender figure was there, silently watching them, and what they were paying attention to!

Kara swayed, humming some inexplicable tune, and playing with the blood-dripping toy in her hand - a human head!

If Leo had seen this, he would have found that the head belonged to his former temporary partner, the former NRC Reconnaissance Battalion Captain who had been in the aftermath of his previous encounter in Clear Springs and Veronica's pleas to raise his hand and let him go!

He is still dead, and his death is even more miserable and desperate! The despair and misery are directly written on his face, and they are vividly engraved!

"Son, are you satisfied?"

Kara looked up blankly, as if looking for something that didn't exist.

After a long time, she didn't notice anything, and then she suddenly took out an eight-clawed Venus from her arms!

"Satisfied, satisfied, satisfied, satisfied, he forgot me, satisfied, he forgot me!

Carla muttered to herself to the stars, she looked like a twenty-eight girl, and she had a beautiful face, and I felt pity. Even if you look crazy at the moment, it won't make people feel terrible, but you can't help but care for it. Her smile and smile seem to make people crazy.

"Son, maybe you're better suited to be the messenger of Higlas, but that's okay. ”

"Love, hate, he took everything from you, even killed your children, but he didn't know it! Love, hate! At the time of dawn and night, when the sunset ends, feel the contradictory confusion!"

"Go, I am Azura, your mother, your master, go and explore for me, bring my tokens, and spread glory for me!"

"Well! I feel like someone is calling my name again! It's too far, it's too far, what world is it? It's too far. But how can any stranger know my name, he even has a trace of my divine power in him!"

"Go, boy, find him, trust me, he will be your helper!"

"Ah!!The white world is so beautiful! There is no day and night! It's wonderful! But I can't go! I can't go! I can't even get close..."

The mysterious voice grew softer and softer, and Kara still hummed some kind of song as if no one was around, and casually threw the artifact-level treasure Azula Star on the ground.

If Ling Qi saw this thing, he would definitely find that it was clearly slightly different from the Azura Star he had acquired earlier.

It's all eight-clawed, dark gold, but it's thinner and sharper at the edges, like it carries some determination!

"Neurotic!"

Kara cursed, and took a few steps closer to the place where the fierce battle was raging, but immediately stopped, as if under a spell, and did not dare to get close to the longing.

She frowned in pain, then crouched to her knees clutching her chest.

Behind her, the surface of the Star of Azula, a special artifact that claims to be able to capture the soul of any creature other than human beings and has endless reserves, suddenly protrudes on the surface of the Golden Human Face.

Among them, the one who appears especially frequently is a man with a resolute appearance, with such a desperate and sad expression!

The Star of Azula flickered again, as if a glimmer of light flickered, and the next moment, it disappeared in its place, back to where it belonged!

The artifact is infused with a trace of divinity by the gods, so there will always be only one owner. Even if the deity of the god falls, the artifact will exist as a new carrier of the deity, and it will not change hands easily!

The gods are lonely, so they create artifacts one by one. Ignorant humans thought it was a weapon of the gods, rewarded for meritorious subjects.

All human beings are equal in the eyes of God, regardless of merit or sin, so the good God loves the world, so the good God allows the wicked to lay down the butcher's knife.

Those who are unswerving will eventually be led to the divine realm and become a part of the divine realm, adorned like flowers and plants. Some people think it's a privilege and think it's the only way to attain ultimate beauty.

Of course, Ling Qi didn't understand what kind of realm he was pursuing, as far as people were concerned, it was absolutely subversive. No one can maintain their true self unchanged after becoming a god, no matter how unswerving a person is, if he inherits the godhead and realm of a mad god, in the end there is only one way to become a madman, without exception!

But Ling Qi really couldn't stop, just like when he turned into a demon, he couldn't stop the mood of killing. In fact, those gods are the same, knowing that certain things cannot be done, that is, moths to the fire, but they still can't help but pounce on it, even if in the end there is only one way to destroy!

Man can control his desires because they are attached to them, as long as perseverance is sufficient.

God and demons can't do it, and demons may also have good ones, thousands of unique. There is absolutely nothing special about God, because their "desires" are derived from rules, which are the root and instinct that carry everything!

Perhaps the only thing God and man have in common is that in eternal immortality, they can also feel boredom and loneliness. That only prompts them, when they discover a fun thing or phenomenon, to be more curious, and even to cross the line of instinctive warning, to be ......