Chapter 333: Soul Resurrection Corpse

"Childe, don't we care?" Shuang'er looked at the tragic image below and asked Li Mu.

"Tube? How? Li Mu looked at the scene below and asked, "It's not right to educate them to kill, to change evil to good?" Li Mu asked lightly.

"Even if we save them today, tomorrow they will go and arrest others, do you want me to kill all this tribe? But where can I punish them? Who's to say they're absolutely wrong? Li Mu seemed to be saying to Shuang'er and seemed to say to himself. This world is like this, there is no justice and right and wrong, everything has to be fought for by yourself, that's all. ”

Li Mu said as he pointed to the gold-rimmed glasses and the strong man who were crawling in the grass in the distance, "Just like the two of them, we are just two insignificant people struggling in the red dust, but compared to them, we can see a little farther." ”

"Childe, no matter what happens, I will be with you." Shuang'er seemed to sense that Li Mu's mood was wrong, and held Li Mu's right hand with both hands.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, wait a little longer, and then start after the ceremony, we've been delayed here for too long." Li Mu rubbed Shuang'er's hair and said.

The blood sacrifice continued, but the screams grew deeper and deeper until they became inaudible. Streams of blood crept up the rock wall from the pit, and then converged along the specially made groove in the altar towards the top of the altar, and at the top of the altar at this time a black spear had been enshrined.

The spear was more than two meters long, and the shaft was not thick, but it looked very sturdy. The spearhead resembles the head of a Zulu spear, but it is longer and has a wider edge. The spear was black and shiny, as if it had been used for a long time, but it was still as neat as new, and at this time, streams of blood slowly climbed up the high platform along the altar, and then wrapped the spear, and the blood slowly seeped into the body of the spear. The whole process is very weird.

The gold-rimmed glasses in the grass wanted to stand up excitedly, but was pulled by the strong man next to him, "Wait." ”

"Looks like that's what they're aiming for." Li Mu watched the actions of the two and nodded silently.

The sun began to slowly descend below the horizon, and the golden sunlight stretched the shadows longer and longer, and it seemed that it was about to fall below the terrain line soon. At this time, the blood sacrifice seemed to be coming to an end, and the blood gushing out of the pit became less and less, and finally gradually disappeared.

The captives, who had almost reached the top of the pit, were no longer visible, and seemed to have turned into a pile of dried corpses lying quietly at the bottom of the pit. Maybe it's already turned to ashes.

And the blood cocoon that wrapped the spear on the altar was also gradually getting smaller, and in the end, all the blood was submerged in the spear's body, and the entire spear returned to its dark and shiny appearance, Li Mu felt that it seemed to be two points brighter than before.

The old man who had been sitting on the side slowly stood up, and his trembling hands tried to get the spear.

Just as the old man's arm was about to touch the spear, there was a thud, and a gunshot echoed through the valley.

A huge hole was revealed in the old man's chest, revealing the empty chest inside.

", what the hell is this, this is a prick, hurry up and change your heavy weapon." The gold-rimmed glasses muttered as he put away his sniper rifle as he pulled out an assembled Gatling gun and fired at the valley.

Da-da-da-da. Crazy bullets swept through the valley like a metal storm. Although the strafing Gatling guns were not accurate, looking at the people in this valley, it seemed that they didn't need any accuracy, and they could sweep down a large number of people with a casual pull of the trigger.

"I said a long time ago that your weapon is not good, look at me, this is the weapon that men should use." The brawny man said as he pulled a bazooka out of his bag, then aimed it at the altar in the valley and pressed the launch button.

Whoosh, a rocket shot straight towards the altar with a tail flame, and exploded with a bang, and the top of the altar originally made of stone was mostly shattered, and the old man who stood there with an empty chest was directly torn to pieces by the rocket.

The black spear rolled off the altar with a grunt and fell to the ground.

"Got it, cover me." The strong man was overjoyed when he saw this, and quickly put away the bazooka and ran towards the bottom of the valley.

"Let me do this kind of thing again, and I will get 10% more from the loot this time." The gold-rimmed glasses muttered as they continued to shoot the men in the valley with their machine guns. Soldiers and civilians alike were like wheat swept by a scythe, and patches fell to the ground, and the earth was stained red with crimson blood.

The strong man ran into the valley at a high speed, and was about to run into the middle of the field to pick up the spear, when suddenly a large hand grabbed his ankle hard.

"What the hell," the big man was shocked and angry, and kicked twice, but he didn't get rid of the big hand, and the strong man looked along the arm of the big hand, and suddenly saw a soldier with a pale face and blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the most terrifying thing was that the soldier's eyes were all white. There is not a hint of black.

A feeling of palpitations welled up in the strong man's heart. He immediately rushed into his bag and pulled out an enchanted long axe, and then slashed it down, and with a click, the soldier's neck was cut in half, leaving only a little flesh still attached to his body.

At this time, the strong man was also shocked, he knew his own family affairs. This axe was an enchanted bronze mid-rank weapon that he had managed to obtain, and he had used this weapon to cut a Viking berserker in half with a single blow, but he didn't expect that the enchanted axe didn't directly cut off the head of this strange white-eyed soldier.

The white-eyed odd soldier grabbed the strong man's foot and neck with one hand and groped beside it with the other, as if searching for his own weapon.

The frightened strong man didn't think much about it, and immediately raised his axe and slashed at the soldier's head again. Click, this time, the strong man finally chopped the strange soldier's head off his neck.

Before the strong man could breathe a sigh of relief, around him, more soldiers with white pupils stood up and slowly gathered around him. To make matters worse, at this point, the roar of the machine guns stopped.