Pain, pain in the bones.

The entire right arm seemed to be roasted on a flame, and the sharp pain made the injured person hum loudly.

"I'm really surprised, your body is obviously not much stronger than ordinary people, why can you persist to this point." A low, soft voice rang out in front of Wound Liunian, who struggled to lift his heavy head, but couldn't open his tired eyes anyway. After some hard work, he gave up the idea of seeing the other party clearly and lowered his head again.

A cold and hard palm covered the chest of the injured year, feeling his faint heartbeat, and the next moment a mysterious power rose from his lower body and quickly penetrated his whole body, and all the nerves quickly tensed and awakened. It was like a heart booster and he woke up violently, but even this could not change the fact that he was still weak, his weakened heart was tired and beating rapidly, and the sound of heavy and scattered heartbeats exploded in his eardrums.

"I've adjusted your hormone secretion, and I hope it will make you feel better." The soft voice sounded again, and the cold hand left his body.

Wound Liunian finally opened his eyes, and looked forward to see a pale and glossy skull, which was a tall, emaciated man, lifeless flesh covered in bones, like a frozen corpse capable of crawling. The man stood in front of him in a black coat with a bald head without even eyebrows, looking up at him slightly.

Then he looked around and was surprised to find himself in a strange room, surrounded by a faint blue mist, making it impossible to know where the boundary was. However, since he didn't hear the echo, it must not be too big, and he was fixed in mid-air by some means into large characters, so although the man in black was very tall, he had to tilt his head slightly to meet him.

After determining the surrounding situation, the injured year finally began to determine the condition of his body. Now he only felt that there was no pain in his body, and the pain in his right arm was even worse, and he was the first to look at his right arm. However, when he looked over, he found that his entire right arm was almost broken by the roots, and only less than fifteen centimeters were still connected to his shoulder, and all he felt was phantom limb pain.

He hurriedly looked around again, only to find that his entire lower body was covered in a huge tentacle-like flesh-colored pillar, as if it had no skin, and the rough flesh wrapped all the way to his waist, and he could feel his entire lower body fused with this ugly and disgusting tentacle. A tentacle about the thickness of his arm fused his left arm into it, and he was firmly held in place by relying on these two tentacles as support, unable to move at all.

"How does it feel? Need to tweak it a little more? Do you feel anything uncomfortable? The man in black asked with concern, if it weren't for this scene, he would almost feel that there was a considerate doctor standing opposite.

"Thank you, it's not comfortable anywhere, but it shouldn't be a big deal." Wound Liunian spoke, his voice hoarse, and a stinging pain in his throat with a dry and cracked mucous membrane.

"Although you can use the body of a god to provide nutrients, after all, it is acting on others, and I don't know how you feel." Sensing that the wounded man seemed to be very lacking in moisture, the man in black looked down at the thick tentacles, and the next moment he felt that the water gradually began to fill his body through the two tentacles, and the discomfort like a fire slowly dissipated, but it was still very uncomfortable, just like being run over by a heavy truck.

"Who are you? What is this place? He didn't expect to hear any answer from the other party's mouth, just out of a subconscious inquiry, he had probably guessed the cause and effect of the matter before he passed out that night, but at this moment, the mysterious man in front of him, this strange room, and the tentacles that obviously did not belong to this world threw new mysteries in front of him.

"I'm Prometheus, you can call me Lao Pu." The man in black smiled slightly, the skin on his face twitched stiffly, "As for this, it is the place where it comes into contact with the divine body." ”

"Prometheus? A pseudonym? There is no difference between what the other party said and what he didn't say, but it was not surprising that this answer was sad, and the other party honestly told himself that it was not normal.

"The name is just a code name, it doesn't matter what it's called, what matters is whether you identify with it as your own symbol and become a beacon for yourself in a chaotic world." Lao Pu seemed to sense the idea of the wounded year, and patiently explained: "Just like you are called the wounded year at the moment, you take this as your name, and when people who know you mention this name, they will think of you." But for those who know your other codename, the name 'Hurt Stream' has become a pseudonym. Actually, whether it's a bad year, or the title 'knight' given to you by the Ministry of Disasters, as long as the person mentioned knows that this refers to you, then this is a symbol that represents you, are you right? 6023。 ”

"Where did you know about this codename?" The pupils of the injured year suddenly constricted, behind the code name 6023 was hidden his dark and cruel childhood, and there were very few people who knew this code name since the base was destroyed, "You are not from there!" ”

"I'm not, but I happen to know about it from somewhere else." Lao Pu said

Wound Liunian gave up the idea of continuing to ask, it didn't make sense to ask these questions now, and now he desperately wanted to know something else

"Can you tell me, what time is it?"

"Wednesday, March 6th, you've been in a coma for three days." Lao Pu answered all questions, and his tone was firm and didn't look like he was lying.

"Three days... So I'm already a traitor to the Ministry, right? Although he was prepared in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little lost when he heard Lao Pu's answer, and the previous clues had undoubtedly revealed that this was a huge conspiracy against him.

"The way the hounds have always behaved is that when the hounds have not returned, they fear that the vicious hounds have awakened their wildness and mingled with their prey, and when they blow their whistles and get no response, they panic and become suspicious." Lao Pu said slowly in his charismatic low voice, "When the hunter encounters the hound again, even if you have the prey in your mouth, they will not hesitate to shoot the bullet into the chest of the hound. ”

"These words come out of your mouth, but they have no incitement effect, after all, are you not responsible for my fall into this situation?" Wound Liunian sneered and mocked, "If I were a hound, then you would be a despicable dirty rat hiding in a dark corner and not even daring to raise your head, but you used some lowly means to frame an opponent who was stronger than yourself, so you couldn't wait to get together and be complacent, but in fact? Even if you show off your achievements, you only dare to be in this shadow of not seeing the light of day. ”

Lao Pu laughed at the ridicule of the old man and asked rhetorically

"Really? I'll admit you're powerful, but as you guessed, it's not the rats in your mouth that have led you to this point, right? ”

"......," said after a moment of silence, "One thing, I'm a little curious, can you tell me?" ”

"You might as well tell me, and I'll be happy to answer you if I knew."

"Those six mid-level Inhumans that day were just ordinary people, right?" Wound Liunian asked as he thought of the eight pieces of corpse that didn't feel the slightest abnormal fluctuation

"Yes, they are hunters from nearby villages. The wraith covered them with spiritual fire and drove them to move. Lao Pu didn't expect to be able to perceive these details in that situation, and replied with admiration

"Is it like fiddling with dolls?"

"Yes, but the wraiths didn't hurt them, they just forcibly controlled their movements. I guess they couldn't bear it when they were forced to pull the trigger on you. ”

"Do you want to remind me that they died at my hands?" Hurt Liunian said: "Presumably, these six lives have been deducted from my head as evidence of my crimes, right?" ”

"No, I just wanted to remind you that you killed six ordinary people." Lao Pu looked at the wounded Liu Nian and said, "And help you realize that you don't really care about killing six ordinary people." ”

Lao Pu's words hit the soul of the wounded years, leaving him speechless for a while.

"But there's nothing strange about it, just as humans can do it to us Inhumans without any guilt. They take advantage of us. Betraying us and driving us to kill each other, in the end they not only feel at ease but also be able to claim righteousness. So why should we be so angry about killing a few ordinary people? Lao Pu opened his hands as if he wanted to embrace the wounded years, "We are only people of the world, we must be better and stronger than those inferior human beings." We should live in the sun and enjoy the reverence of mortals, instead of being confined to the shadows, as we are now. The only thing we can do is the great god who has given us extraordinary lives! And not for the sake of those human beings who have been abandoned by God to raise the butcher's knife to their fellow citizens. ”

"I really hope that when the shell of the 155mm howitzer hits you in the face, you can still maintain this arrogant face, and you better find a place to engrave these words, otherwise no one will know when you become a coke." Hurt and Flowing Nian viciously satirized Lao Pu

Lao Pu looked at the wounded years like admiring a delicate vase, his handsome face was sickly white because of weakness, and at this moment the mood was agitated and a little blood was smeared on his face, and a layer of fine cold sweat floated on his forehead.

"What are you afraid of? You are so reluctant to stand with us, but," Lao Pu said with a faint smile, "you are obviously the same as us, why do you use the hypocritical mask of 'human' to bind your own heart? The moment you revealed your true nature that day, it was so beautiful, like an extreme work of art! Don't you also experience true happiness from it? ”

"I promise, I'll laugh even more the day I cut you into a stick, and I'll record that moment and play it over and over again in front of your grave." was told by Lao Pu that he was in his heart, and he was a little annoyed and angry.

"Why do you hate Inhumans so much? Is it because of what happened to you? ”

"Because you are destroyers of order." Hurt Liu Nian said hatefully

"So who is the guardian of order, you?" Lao Pu smiled and said, "You may think that your actions are very great, you are generally and, oh yes, to the disaster department?" That's the name, right? After signing a ten-year deed of sale, selling your life to those mortals, and then under the guidance of the hunters, what do you call them? Long Mu? Guards? In short, it is the mortals who have a little talent to command to hunt down those Inhumans who have accidentally revealed their identities. But what happens in the end? Did they really accept you? If so, how did you become the person you are now? ”

"You don't have to talk in vain, what do you want from me? I'm already a wreck. If you want to hear me sing the praises of the ingenuity of your plan, then say that I can do what you want, and you don't have to flaunt your pitiful pride here. ”

"No, I never wanted anything from you, I just wanted you to understand what you have."

Lao Pu raised his head and said

"Have you ever heard of a spaniel?"