76. Despair and Planning
"Oh hoo!"
One of the members stepped under the ashes, and the charcoal that had not yet been burned was so hot that he screamed. The companion on the side reached out and grabbed him, and continued to move forward.
The sparsely erected charcoal proves that this was once a forest, and the charred black branches struggle to hold on to the charcoal, pointing towards the gloomy sky.
A group of people walked like ascetics, walking in this world of only black and gray, a line of footprints stretching behind them.
Everyone was embarrassed and unkempt, and the team of nearly 40 people was already less than 30 people.
It was early in the morning and the temperature was very low. As they walked, a faint breath erupted from their mouths and noses.
It's getting colder.
Fortunately, there is no shortage of coal in the burned ground, so you can make a fire to keep warm when you rest, and simply burrow into the thick ashes of the ground when you sleep to keep your body temperature from loss.
Food can be lucky, and you can always find the carcasses of charred mutant creatures, which are barely edible when you peel open the charred black shells.
Water is the only problem. There is no water here, and there is no word associated with water.
The group had bloodshot eyes and chapped lips.
The stream was on its way and might have turned back, but they hadn't lasted more than two days.
They had been walking in one direction for two days, maybe in the wrong direction, maybe the fire was too big, and they still hadn't left the burning ground.
As time passed, the temperature gradually rose. The fire with limited light brightened a littleβthough still gloomy.
Even if it was so hard, no one complained. The group walked silently in this seemingly endless ash with no scenery, and I don't know how long it had passed, and the companion in front of them suddenly stopped.
Looking ahead, the team stopped.
Joyce had something to say.
The team formed in a circle, and they silently watched Joyce.
"There are still 6 days until the beginning of winter, and 6 days before the deadline for the completion of the mission. I'm not sure how big the burned area is, or if we'll be able to get out of here before we get dehydrated. β
Joyce's expression was still calm, and there was no emotion in his eyes.
"From now on, a team of five people separates and radiates in three directions except for Hale City."
A plan of luck.
Chen Yue's voice was obscure, and she opened her mouth: "How can we get in touch?" β
"No need to contact." Joyce looked at her: "Priority is to find the gathering point and try to occupy it, we will die if the main mission fails." β
"If the main task is completed, we will meet in the fire. The person who completed the task sent someone to pick us up. Who still has doubts? β
The crowd shook their heads.
The plan to decide life and death was thus set. The group returns to their respective squads, while the attrition squads merge with the others. After a few minutes, the group greeted each other, formed a fan, and dispersed in three directions.
The team is fast and slow, the fast is in a hurry, and the slow is not for the sake of safety, but they can't hold on.
The situation is tougher than expected.
β¦β¦
Torch bonfires can be seen everywhere, filling the cave with bright fire. Large and small holes were carved in the stone walls on both sides as their resting place.
Mu Su stepped on the halo with a golden sword hilt on his head, and in the eyes of a group of fanatical and pious eyes, he walked to the innermost part of the cave that belonged to his divine seat.
A shrine made of piles of bones,
As the first deity to appear, this group of cultists let Mu Su sit on the middle throne. To his left and right, there were more than two dozen divine works lined up, but they were all empty, and some had not yet been piled up.
In other words, these goods believe in more than twenty gods.
His eyes swept over a kneeling figure, and Mu Su cleared his throat: "Which of you has the final say." β
In silence, an old bald-headed high priest climbed up to the wooden platform, his voice trembling and respectful: "Your most faithful servant, Kratos, is here. β
Mu Su was so frightened that his hands trembled, looked at the old man carefully, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Come on, drag this down and burn him." β
I saw that the old man was not afraid, but trembled with excitement, and kept shouting: "Thank you, my lord! β
The surrounding disciples also showed envy, and followed several young men to pick up the old man, walk to the middle of the cave to burn him, pile up firewood and light it in one go.
Looks like they've been doing this for a long time.
The flames lit up, Kratos loomed, and only the sound of praise came from it, and after a while, there was no movement.
The hidden danger is lifted, and this group of guys who have no sense of value seem to have no resistance to their charm.
Mu Su waved his hand and called for the middle-aged man who was the hardest working person to escort him when he escaped from the Lindsay Wetlands, pretending to be Payne.
"You will be the High Priest from now on."
Middle-aged Payne looked ecstatic and began to make intimate contact with the ground with his head.
Afraid that he would also die of knocking him to death, Mu Su raised his hand to stop it and talked about business.
"Let me ask you how many people are still in the sect."
"That's a lot." Middle-aged Payne's answer made Mu Su want to beat him.
But Mu Su maintained the greatest restraint and refined the question: "I mean the specific number of people. β
The high priest hurriedly got up and ran down to verify the number. After more than ten minutes of commotion, he ran back: "814 followers and a dozen heretics who haven't finished eating." β
Mu Su was furious, and the golden headdress also turned into an antenna with his mood, and he slapped the armrest heavily: "What a waste!" It took so long to gather this little cultist! β
The high priest shuddered, bowed his head deeply, and did not dare to make a sound.
Mu Su snorted coldly: "I don't care if you plan to burn or eat the remaining heretics, no one is allowed to move from now on, do you hear it!" β
An answer rang out from the cavern.
Mu Su was quite satisfied, and asked the high priest, "Who found me first?" β
The High Priest replied respectfully, "It's Griffin." Seeing your miracles, fearing that you would be deceived by the infidels who had no faith, he rushed with his men to save you, who had returned to the arms of our Lord to protect you. β
Mu Su was thoughtful.
Without more to say, the Lord of Dawn's handshake will come to an end. In order to maintain the majesty of the gods, Mu Su has been sitting on the throne of the gods. Bear the pious gaze that looks at you from time to time, and the dozens of prayer believers who have been refusing to disperse under the wooden platform.
In less than an hour, he witnessed several believers take the initiative to burn at the stake and return to the arms of God.
The root of why there are so few embers to teach people has been found.
Mu Su called the high priest and said bitterly: "It's not me who said, you have to change this problem." What is the problem of spontaneous combustion at every turn. It's easy to frighten little friends and ah, even if you can't scare little friends and burn flowers and plants, it's not good. β
"What do you mean ......"
Mu Su said viciously: "Without my orders, no one is allowed to die!" β
After that, in order to make Joyce and them scream, Mu Su spent several hours and carefully formulated an elaborate plan to attack the Lindsay wetlands.
Outside, at dusk, the believers were anxious by the high priest, and Mu Su had something to say.
"First of all!"
Mu Su looked around the audience, and the golden light conjured up a huge Pikachu phantom behind him to add to the power.
"No one is allowed to die without my permission!"
And then ...... Find a way to attack Lindsay Wetlands and shoot the damn one! β
"In the end, the purpose of this time is to rob people, whoever dares to commit suicide or kill people, I will kill you before you die!"