Lin Chi wasn't much interested in the bloody interrogation mode of the Blood Blade. The only thing he knew for sure was that there were no "humans" in the game who could survive the interrogation of Bloodblade.

As usual, her interrogation didn't last long, and when the Blood Blade was finished, there were two more skulls in front of the Old God's altar. At the same time, there is also the information she obtained:

"It was Mr. Spencer who hired them to take revenge." Bloodblade wiped the blood from his hands with a bandage, and then casually tied the bandage to his arm: "There are not only two of them who have been hired as bounty hunters. ”

"It doesn't seem like a big deal." Lin Chi, who had already put away his rifle, looked down at his right hand, which was blackened by gunpowder.

For the two experienced players, the bounty hunter in the wilderness is completely unafraid, not to mention that Andrea doesn't need to sleep, and even the night shift can be ignored, as long as the woman watches it.

"I still care about this 'Mr. Spencer.'" Bloodblade drew his scimitar with great interest and swung it a few times in front of him, like a swordsman in a duel: "If you can recruit this person......

"Stop dreaming." Lin Chi mercilessly shattered her delusions.

In the style of "Paradise at War", the presence of Mr. Spencer is likely to be the final boss in this game. It would have been even worse if that guy hadn't been a boss, but a "barbarian" who recruited criminals everywhere.

In short, whatever Mr. Spencer is, it should be impossible to recruit. The idea of the Blood Blade can probably only be done in a dream.

"Forget it, let's go......" Bloodblade glanced at the altar next to her, the two skulls she had just taken off, and the eyeballs inside seemed to spin a little: "Do you want to take this thing away?" ”

"Once the altar is built, just bring the skull of the first sacrifice." Andrea answered her question: "As long as the messenger of the Old Gods carries a skeleton, the altar can move with him. ”

Hearing this, Lin Chi, who was the "Messenger of the Ancient Gods", consciously picked up the skeleton on the altar and put it in his backpack.

- If the altar can be moved, it just eliminates the troublesome summoning steps and saves a lot of effort.

Now it's up to you to find the eight remaining human skulls while keeping an eye out for bounty hunters. As for where to look......

The tombs scattered in the western wilderness just provided Lin Chi with the sacrifices he needed.

In the process of western pioneering, many pioneers died in the wasteland, due to the extremely harsh conditions, the companions could not even take their corpses, so they could only bury the bodies hastily, leaving the relics of the deceased in the burial place, which should be the last memorial.

And these "tombstones" nailed down by sharp stakes just provided an excellent mark for Lin Chi and the Blood Blade.

The two of them, who were gravediggers again, quickly opened the not too deep grave, dragged the cowboy's corpse out of it, and skillfully removed the skull.

"These guys are also pioneers." Lin Chi smiled.

That being said, he still moved quickly, and the bloody blade next to him that slashed at the neck bone of the corpse didn't seem to agree with him:

"For the Indians, they were nothing more than invaders and slaughterers. I know a lot about this bloody history. Speaking of this, Bloody Blade spat contemptuously at the corpse: "These so-called 'pioneers' killed the indigenous people of the American continent, and once offered a reward for collecting the scalps of the Indians. In this respect, the Yankees were even crazier than Hitler. ”

"I can't see that you have a sense of justice." Lin Chi smiled.

"I just hate mongrels who claim to be civilized and civilized, but do slaughter." Bloody Blade bared its sharp teeth: "If you are cruel, you will always be cruel, and if you are kind, you will always be kind." This hypocrite...... Or 'double standard', is what I hate the most. ”

"Master, I didn't expect you to feel sympathy for the barbarians." Andrea laughed.

"It's all said that there is no sympathy......" Bloody Blade threw the cowboy's rotting head at Lin Chi, and turned around and walked towards another humble grave next to it.

"Hah, which of us isn't." Lin Chi laughed.

With Andrea's help, they were able to gather eight human heads, plus the previous two skulls, and offer the sacrifices needed to the Old Gods.

The skull that Lin Chi had placed on the ground had a strange purple light in his eyes again, as if the sound floating from the primeval abyss shook the nerves of the three of them:

"Say your request, and you will pay tribute."

"I'm looking for someone whose name is Grez. Du Pon, a criminal who wanders the wilderness. Lin Chi said what he needed.

"Think of his looks, or striking features." The requirements of the Old Gods are simple.

"Huh?" Bloodblade made a surprised voice: "That person's characteristics ......"

- Grez. Du Pong is a skilled pretender who can fool almost everyone in the land. Because of this, that guy can become a hidden boss in the wilderness.

After the ancient god made a request, the blood blade was also speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to answer at all. I just tried to remember the last time I saw Grace, the other party was disguised.

It's a pity that the effect of her recollection is obviously not ideal:

"There is no such thing as this man in the wasteland." The Old God's answer soon rang out.

"Wait a minute, he's ......"

The Blood Blade wanted to continue to describe, but was overshadowed by the coercion of the ancient gods:

"Offer me sacrifices until I gain greater power, and your questions will be answered."

"What do you want this time?" Lin Chi stared at the skeleton's eye sockets.

With the experience of performing the sacrificial ritual in the "Remnant of the Abyss" map, Lin Chi was already familiar with this kind of thing. In the face of this seasoned "messenger", the ancient gods also immediately put forward a new request:

"At the southernmost end of the wilderness lives a terrible warrior, slay him and bring his flesh to my altar."

As he spoke, the light in the skeleton's eyes dimmed again, and the voice disappeared.

After the short conversation, Blood Blade turned his head and cast his scarlet gaze on Lin Chi, and his voice also had a hint of suspicion:

"Why do I think this bastard is lying to us?"

"It's better to try it, it's not us who lost a piece of meat." Lin Chi smiled.

As the "master" of the ancient gods, Lin Chi is still more interested in this series of tasks. He knew that as long as he followed the instructions of the old gods, this strange retinue might be able to exert incredible power.

Since it was the first time that the ancient gods had been summoned in other maps, Lin Chi still didn't know the action mechanism of this attendant, and in this map, it was just the right time to test the "use method" of the ancient gods.

"I'll believe you again." Blood Blade squinted his eyes at Lin Chi and waved his hand at Andrea: "Let's go." ”

……

Under the scorching sun, a combination of two gunmen and a "noble lady" slowly trudged through the wasteland.

The dress of the shirt and jeans made Lin Chi and Blood Blade look more like an entourage, and Andreya, who was an entourage, was more like a master. Compared to the two players whose physical attribute values are not too high, Andrea is at ease and does not show a trace of fatigue.

On the bare wasteland, two cacti stood alone in the rocks, using their spiked bodies to resist the hot wind.

"Where, the hell is that bullshit 'warrior'?" Bloody Blade raised his hand to wipe a bead of sweat from the tip of his nose and complained: "Lao Tzu is here to kill, not to do this!" ”

"Aren't you here looking for someone?" Lin Chi complained casually.

"The two are not in conflict." Bloodblade clenched his fists: "Are you looking for a fight?" ”

"Master, please don't be impatient." Dressed in black, Andrea remained elegant, with a mysterious smile on her face: "We may be here soon." ”

"Don't sell it...... Bloodblade kept scratching his hair irritably, and then suddenly stopped in place because he smelled something familiar:

"It smells of blood, it's right ahead."

As indicated on the map, they were almost at the southern edge of the wasteland. Perhaps, the "terror warriors" mentioned by the ancient gods are nearby.

"I'll leave it to you to lead the way." Lin Chi nodded at the Blood Blade.

Relying on the girl's overly sensitive sense of smell, the three of them soon arrived in front of a seemingly soft sandy area, and at this time, the rancid smell in the air was so strong that Lin Chi could barely open his eyes.

"We're in the wrong place." Lin Chi craned his neck and covered his mouth and nose with the collar of his shirt.

- Mottled blood oozed from the sand, and several large, red-skinned hands protruded from the sand. Just by looking at the skin color of the corpses buried here, what exactly this place is used for, it is already clear at a glance:

"It's where the 'pioneers' buried the bodies of the Indians."

In the face of this cruel burial ground, Bloody Blade rarely showed the slightest excitement, only frowned in disgust, and clenched his fists with a clenching sound.

"George. It's unbelievable that Washington's jumbles should be revered as a great man. The girl clenched her fists tightly: "And damn Abraham. Lincoln, he was assassinated. ”

"Let those 'cents' hear these words now, and you are afraid that you will be criticized by words." Lin Chi smiled slightly.

"Whatever, my reputation isn't good anyway." Bloodblade was very self-aware, and looked down at the pit used to bury the Indians.

The haphazard horseshoe prints circled around the boneyard a few times, and then all converged to the southwest. The pioneers who carried the corpses must have come from the southwest.

Although they didn't know if the guy who was carrying the corpse had anything to do with the warrior, the two decided to go over and have a look before moving on to the next step.

It didn't take long for them to meet the pioneers who were carrying the corpses.

The sound of horses' hooves stretched far and near on the wasteland, the horses raised their hooves to bring up large clouds of dust, and five pioneers in leather jackets and trousers, with revolvers pinned to their waists, drove their horses forward, and the corpses on their backs were particularly conspicuous.

Seeing other people appear in the wilderness, the pioneers also seemed surprised and stopped near the three of them. One of the cowboys, speaking with a standard British accent, asked loudly:

"Where are you from?"

"Philadelphia." Lin Chi casually said a place name.

"That's far enough." The rough-skinned cowboy laughed, his voice rough and heroic: "So you're here to pan for gold, too?" ”

"We're just passing through."

Lin Chi's joke caused the five cowboys to burst into laughter, but Bloodblade and Andrea remained silent. The heroic cowboy lowered the brim of his hat, fixed his gaze on Andrea, and asked curiously, "Are you a nobleman?" ”

"It's not." Andrea's voice was a little cold.

"Be vigilant, this isn't the kind of cosy place in Philadelphia." The cowboy reminded: "Dressed like you, it's easy to be robbed." ”

"Do you need us to give you a ride?" Another tall cowboy in the back put down his cigar from his lips.

"But you're carrying corpses." Lin Chi pointed to the dead body of the Indians on horseback.

"Oh, it's almost done." The cowboy confessed to the massacre with all sincerity: "We have taken the Indian village and buried all the corpses, and it will become American territory!" ”

"Have you killed them all?" The Blood Blade, which had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"yes." The heroic cowboy immediately nodded: "The existence of these wastes is a desecration of this land. Don't you think so? ”

Before the words fell, Lin Chi suddenly put his hand into his backpack. And the Blood Blade moves faster than he does—

After three short, sharp shots, the two cowboys who had just spoken, plus the short cowboy in the back, were planted from their horses, with more bleeding bullet holes in their heads.

Seeing that the seemingly friendly "Traveler" suddenly fired, the remaining two cowboys also immediately pulled out their guns, but they didn't have time to pull the trigger at all, Lin Chi had already picked up his rifle and started shooting at close range.

Syllable!

The cowboy whose head was blown off fell backwards, and the horses that had lost their owners began to flee with their legs, and the corpses of the Indians tied to the horses shook as they shook.

The last unlucky "lucky man" was not killed by a single shot, but was hit in the shoulder by a bloody blade, and he wanted to run away in a panic, but the horse he was riding was killed by Lin Chi again.

"The cooperation between the two is very tacit, and it will be good to partner in the future~" Andrea applauded softly.

"No kidding." Bloodblade gritted his teeth and stood beside the wounded cowboy, bending down to look at the poor man's tearful face.

"You ...... Is it a robber......" The cowboy kept struggling.

"It's not." Lin Chi, who was putting away his rifle, answered this question.

"Then why ...... Attack...... Compatriots ......" cowboy inhales the cold air.

"Because I've seen enough of what you're doing."

Bloodblade waved his hand without looking back, and gave instructions to his entourage: "Andrea, prepare to use 'that'." ”

"Do you really want to do that?" The noblewoman in the wilderness raised an eyebrow.

"Of course." Bloodblade bit his lower lip and smiled eerily:

"I want these so-called 'pioneers' to see what a real slaughter is."

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