Fargo was very frightened at this time, and when he had just harnessed the dawn to this area, he felt that an unknown existence was watching him with an indifferent gaze. When the mecha he piloted turned on a special state, this feeling became even stronger.

Because he felt that unknown existence, as if he had come to his side, was observing him, was spying on his every move, he felt as if all the secrets of his body were clearly seen by this invisible and insensitive existence, which made him feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

But except for this inexplicable premonition in his heart, his eyes, the optical detector mounted on the mecha, the thermal detector and many other observation devices did not sense the existence of any life around his body, and his surroundings were empty.

This made Fargo wonder if there was a problem with his mental state, whether he was too nervous, so he caused his mental problems, and similar examples are not uncommon.

Although there was always a feeling of being spied on by an inexplicable presence, Fargo had most of his attention always stayed on the dragon turtle because of his excellent combat qualities, and devoted all his energy to fighting it.

And now, when he manipulated all the combat methods on Dawn's body to fight with him, but all the combat methods were useless against the dragon turtle that had completed evolution, and could not cause damage to him, and he himself was disabled by the dragon turtle's counterattack, and he was almost incapacitated.

When Fargo didn't know what else he could do, he finally remembered this existence that he had subconsciously regarded as his spiritual fantasy.

"Can you help me?" Like an outlaw in the water, Fargo clung to the straw and appealed to the unseen and untouchable being he felt.

Fargo, who has received systematic pilot education, knows what the birth of a calamity beast represents, and in the future, there will be millions of tide people, irregularly, and may die at any time.

The destructive power of the Plague Beast is too terrifying, and so far, the Tide People have not developed an effective means to stop and kill the Plague Beast.

In the past three thousand years, coupled with the sixteenth calamity beast born in front of them, the Xiren only killed three of them, and every time they killed the calamity beast, the Xiren paid a heavy price, and every time the Xiren economy had a huge crisis and was on the verge of collapse.

The battle with the disaster beast is completely the tide people's unilateral use of their own lives to pile up, every battle has countless ace pilots fall, the army is destroyed in formation, and every battle with the disaster beast is the death of the tide people's civilization.

So seeing the birth of this calamity beast, Fargo also fell into despair, every birth of a calamity beast, there must be countless creatures that fall with its birth, not to mention, this calamity beast is full of strong hatred for their tide people.

So Fargo, who was full of despair, let out this almost dreamlike cry for help, and then, to his great surprise, a voice really answered him, and it sounded directly in his head.

"Can you detect me?" a slightly puzzled voice sounded in his mind, and Fargo's face, mind, and body stiffened.

It's one thing to feel it, but it's another thing when your own sense becomes real. After all, there is no favorable evidence for that inexplicable induction, and it may also be that he is guilty of some kind of psychohysteria.

But when a voice sounded in his head, everything was different, it wasn't that there was something wrong with his spirit, but that he could really feel some kind of unknown existence.

"Yes. After a long silence, Fargo finally responded carefully in his mind to the being, and he didn't have to think about it to know that his response must have been full of timidity.

In fact, changing a person's position to Fargo is like this, full of unknowns, always scary, when everything is known, it will not be so scary.

"Do you know who I am? The voice, which originally contained no emotion, sounded in his mind again, and this time, for some reason, hearing this voice, Fargo suddenly felt that this voice was full of a sense of evil.

According to the voice, he also inexplicably imagined a land of flames, a scorched black world, in which desperate souls wailed, and terrible creatures shuttled through the flames, devouring souls, and generally let out a satisfied laugh, and he felt a heartfelt fear.

"I don't know. Fargo replied tremblingly, and when the unknown being responded to him, the feeling in his heart that he would be crushed to death by the unknown existence at any time became more and more intense, which filled his heart with fear.

"Then I tell you, I am a devil from hell who likes to devour souls. The evil voice continued to reverberate in Fargo's mind, filled with an inexplicable sense of demagogy, which made one want to continue listening, and then the soul sank.

"......" because it was a direct spiritual communication, so Fargo understood what this being said, and then he was frightened and a little afraid to respond.

When the legendary fictional evil being really stands in front of you and identifies himself, do you really have the courage to continue talking to him?

"But don't worry, although I am a devil, I am a devil with professional ethics, although you are weak, I will not forcibly plunder your soul. I will make all kinds of deals to get your soul with temptations that you can't refuse. ”

Feeling that this native who felt him for some unknown reason did not dare to speak anymore, Muria, who was pretending to be the devil, continued to speak with a wicked taste.

"For example, I can temporarily give you the power to defeat this Anomalous Beast. The voice of the false devil Muria, full of endless temptation, rang in Fargo's ears for the third time.

"Really?" Fargo, who was originally frightened by Muria's words and didn't dare to speak, suddenly spoke with some trepidation.

"Little guy, are you doubting my strength?" Feeling that this native had been tempted by him, the corners of Muria's mouth suddenly hooked slightly, and at this time, he suddenly realized the pleasure of the devil tempting ordinary life, "In that case, then I'll let you feel my power!"

After saying that, Muria gently manipulated a wisp of his pale golden essence to fall on the local native, and then watched his body, which was probably only at the peak of the bronze level, tremble under his coercion.

And in Fargogo's point of view, he suddenly felt like a mountain was pressing down, no, it was more painful than a mountain pressing down, every cell in his body could feel this pressure that made people want to collapse, he felt as if he was going to die at any moment.

But the strange thing is that this pressure is only stuck in the function that makes his body collapse, which can make him feel pain without letting him die. And although this feeling allowed him to survive, it also made him experience extreme pain.

"How does it feel?" It seems that it is only a moment, and it seems that a thousand years have passed, and the feeling that he always feels extremely uncomfortable, wanting to die but not being able to die, has finally disappeared.

"I feel ......"

"Doesn't it feel like you're alive?" asked Muria with a smile in his tone, naturally knowing how much the dragon power he had spilled out had on low-level creatures.

Now, if he comes to stand in the crowd of ordinary people, let go of his coercion, and rely on the coercion that naturally overflows, he can complete the feat of slaughtering the city.

"Yes...... Yes. Fargo was in the cockpit, gasping violently, and for the first time he felt free to breathe, looking at the outside world.

"So, do you want to make a deal with me now?" the demagogic tone of the devil that Muria imitated continued to seduce, but the allure in his words was not one in ten compared to the real devil.

"Can you really kill this deified beast?"

"It's a little difficult to kill, but I can still make it disappear from this world. "Muria, who had already taken a fancy to this soul-level dragon turtle, played a language trick on this native resident.

"Is there any difference between the two?" Fargo was a little dazed, didn't the two mean the same thing, but he quickly reacted, the being in front of him should not be from their world, but from a foreign world.

"It makes no difference to you. Muria replied, "Have you decided? Do you want to make a deal with me? Make this Avalancho disappear from this world at the cost of your soul." It's a big deal for you. ”

"May I ask, what will happen to me if I give my soul to you?"

"Let me introduce you to our devil first, we are an evil creature that likes to enslave souls, torture souls, and devour souls. ”

"Isn't it painful?"

"Of course. ”

"Then, Lord Devil, please take my soul!"

"Well, don't you think about it again, the consequences of my soul falling into my hands are very tragic. ”

"Don't think about it anymore, like you said, I've earned it by exchanging my soul for this Strange Beast to disappear. ”

"Good. ”

"As a reward for your determination, you have two ways to make this Strange Beast disappear, the first is for me to shoot directly, and the second is for you to experience a higher level of power and defeat this Strange Beast with your own hands. ”