"You. Got. Tricked. Yo."
Zeus's voice was always so annoying no matter when it was heard. But now, his voice had completely surpassed the level of "annoying". It was so disgusting that it made people's pores, skin, and bones shiver. They wanted nothing more than to wipe those faces off the face of the world as if they were insects.
For a full three seconds, the posthumans on the battlefield stood rooted to the ground, not knowing what to do. Everyone looked as if they had just woken up from a long dream.
One of the reasons for their bewilderment was that they had just recovered from the "bribed" state. They did not realize that they had been bribed by an ability to attack Puppeteer. When the posthumans realized what they had done, their faces paled. They could not believe that they had survived, even though all of them had different injuries.
The other reason was a little more complicated. First, they did not know who was talking to them.
Zeus' voice still lingered in the humid, salty air of the sea. However, Lin Sanjiu could no longer speak. At this moment, his head was in Puppeteer's hand, swaying in the sea breeze.
His long body, which was clad in a black singlet and combat pants, lay on the carpet. His neck, which was still wrapped in a bandage, was a mess of black matter. It looked like a mess of flesh, but not a single drop of blood seeped out. Not a single piece of bone could be seen.
The head in Puppeteer's hand did not make any sound, even though the skin on the face could no longer cover the two dark eye sockets. His eyes were drooping as if they were going to speak in place of his mouth. Maxin was the first to come to his senses.
When he looked up, he understood immediately. He took a few steps back instinctively and said in a low voice, "It's over there!"
Soulsqn did not move, but Rize and Hegel retreated. They had been bribed, so they had forgotten that Lin Sanjiu was not the only Zeus on the battlefield. Beyond the carpet, there were a few other Zeus who were still alive. Their long necks were pressed against each other, and their faces were rubbing against each other.
The one who spoke just now should be one of them.
"Lin … Lin Sanjiu is dead?" Soulsqn did not seem to be able to process the situation. She swam toward Puppeteer in a daze. "She … She's dead? What, what's going on? "
With a creak of black leather, the pale hand let go of Zeus' head. The head fell to the carpet with a thud and rolled away. Puppeteer's dark back was still like a concrete statue. He did not say a word.
Nobody knew whether Puppeteer was really unable to escape from the encirclement of the posthumans or he was just pretending to be unable to escape. When Lin Sanjiu and Zeus took out the A4 folder and tore off Ji Shanqing's clothes, Puppeteer had already appeared behind them. It was also when Lin Sanjiu was at her most careless and had no time to care about anything else.
Lin Sanjiu's death was as sudden as the old woman's. It was so sudden that it was almost laughable. However, even though Ji Shanqing had died without warning, Puppeteer still failed to snatch him back. The grand prize, who had lost most of his clothes, was now as light as a crumpled gift wrapper. Before Lin Sanjiu died, Zeus pushed him into the wind and rolled him out of the carpeted area. Then, the group of Zeus stepped on him and stepped on him.
Ji Shanqing floated motionlessly on the surface of the sea. Now, he looked like a rag again. He was still struggling to hold the last of the torn fabric together, and though he was not in the least complete, at least he was not in the worst situation, not for the time being.
In this godforsaken place, the situation could always get worse.
"Can't you save her with that folder?" Soulsqn was stunned for a moment. Then, she suddenly asked in a high-pitched voice. "What about that folder?"
The folder was now under the headless body, revealing a corner of it. However, other than the flesh worm, no one felt the need to look through it. That was because the Zeus who had spoken just now had spoken again.
As the saying went, "Hide the tree in the forest." When the Zeus stood in the middle of a group of identical bodies, no one could tell which one was the one who spoke. "Didn't I tell you? You have all been fooled. "
"What … What's going on?" The flesh worm shook her head left and right, trying to find the Zeus who had spoken.
"Soulsqn," Maxin couldn't help calling out to her. "That folder should be fake."
Soulsqn turned around and glared at him.
"According to Hegel, if the folder is real, the keeper in it would have replaced Zeus before he died," Maxin explained. "However, since the body belongs to Zeus, it can only mean that either Hegel is lying, or the folder is fake. There is no keeper in it."
Hegel's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead bulged. However, when he saw that Puppeteer did not move or turn around, he swallowed his words.
"Yes, that's what it is."
The group of Zeus that resembled a small forest on the sea grinned at the same time. It was hard to tell who the voice belonged to. "You guys were tempted to chop off Lin Sanjiu's head with a lousy folder that could be found anywhere. Now, she has no hope of coming back to life. There is no future trouble! Not only that, but the grand prize is also in our hands. We really put on a good show today, didn't we? "
Another Zeus exclaimed in admiration, "Isn't that right! It's confusing and full of twists and turns. This is how a play should be played. "
"We have to think about what to do next."
"Yes, yes. Logically speaking, the grand prize is the only one who has the right to meet the highest god. What should we do next? "
"Puppeteer really wants to dismantle it. Should we do it?"
"We have to dismantle it. But when and how should we dismantle it? How should we do it? How should we do it? "
A small group of Zeus, each with an identical face, looked like a forest of flesh blown by the sea breeze. They turned a blind eye to the headless body of Zeus and the remains of Zeus on the battlefield. None of their compatriots even went to rescue Zeus, who had been trapped in the water all this while. The only thing they seemed to care about was how to make the situation more interesting.
In other words, they wanted to make a fool out of this group of people.
All of the posthumans seemed to have lost their voices. No one knew what they should say or do in such a situation. Even Hegel and Rize, who had little to do with Lin Sanjiu, started to tremble uncontrollably. Even though they didn't know why they were trembling, they probably didn't know why.
As for Puppeteer, ever since he was beheaded, he had not uttered a single word or moved a single finger. There were now two corpses on the carpet. One was lying on the ground, and the other was standing.
Soulsqn was the only one who managed to maintain her composure.
Perhaps it was because she was from a different race, but sometimes, the flesh worm's inconceivable stubbornness made humans feel ashamed of themselves. She spun a few rounds on the spot and screamed, "Tell me! How do we bring Lin Sanjiu back? You must have a way! I don't believe that as long as I don't give up, I can bring a dead person back to life and fill an empty bag with flesh! "
"That just means your biology isn't that good," one of the Zeuses chuckled.
One of the Zeus chuckled, and the other Zeus immediately exclaimed, "That's a good line!"
They seemed to only care about whether the people in front of them could provide them with enough entertainment or not.
Soulsqn was humiliated by the Zeus, but she managed to hold back her anger. It rushed to Puppeteer's side, raised its head, and called out, "Lord!" However, when its gaze fell on Puppeteer's face, it swallowed the rest of its words. Instead, it turned around, grabbed the human head, and pounced on the headless corpse on the ground.
"Reattach it," Soulsqn said in a trembling voice as she banged the head against the broken neck. "How do I reattach it? Sew it up? "
"Queen," Maxin couldn't stand it anymore, so he called out to her, "Queen! Come back! "
"Come back my ass!" Soulsqn did not acknowledge his kindness. She grabbed the ten-centimeter-long neck and shook it. "Can't you see that this guy's neck is full of garbage? Just reattach the garbage when it's broken! It's not bones, nerves, or blood vessels! I can tell! I can tell! "
"This is a beautiful scene," one of the Zeuses said with a mixture of satisfaction and sadness. "It shows the sadness of companions who refuse to leave each other even when one of them is dead. The actors' true feelings are really touching. "
"I've had enough of your drama," Soulsqn said as she tossed the severed neck back to the carpet and grabbed the head again. However, at this moment, its movements paused. A long silence swept across the sea. Suddenly, one of the Zeuses whispered to his companion, "Huh? I … I don't think we should just let her do this, right? "
This whisper was blown away by the sea breeze and faintly floated into the evolved humans' ears.
Of course, the Zeus did not say anything. However, Soulsqn seemed to be frozen. For a moment, she did not move an inch. After a few breaths, a tentacle slowly stretched out and gently poked at the neck of Zeus' corpse a few times with uncertainty.
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