For a moment, Lu Qingchen's eyes became even darker than the night.
But in the deepest part of his eyes, there were stars that Gus had never seen before.
"The price …"
Looking at the demon's deep eyes, Gus' heart palpitated, and he did not dare to ask what the price was.
At this moment, rustling sounds came from the depths of the forest ahead of them.
His sister stopped and knelt on one knee. She drew two continuous mechanical crossbows from her back.
The stench between the bushes and the branches grew stronger and stronger, as if blood was about to drip from the air.
"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"
Several pythons that were as thick as buckets and had sarcomas on their heads crawled down from the branches. Their lantern-like eyes shone fiercely, and they stared at Gus and Grey coldly.
They were ferocious beasts.
The ferocious beasts at the periphery of Red Phoenix Mountain had long been killed by the hunting team formed by strong boxers.
But deep inside the mountain range were cracks that led straight to the abyss. New ferocious beasts crawled out of the cracks every day for the hunting team to train and kill.
Gus and Grey had entered the nest of the ferocious beasts without them knowing it.
Besides, they were not qualified hunters, and they did not have the support of a large team.
The only thing they could count on was their fists, and perhaps the power of machines and steam.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! "Before the pythons could reach them, Grey attacked first. She fired more than ten arrows with the continuous crossbows, and they were aimed precisely at the sarcomas on the pythons' heads.
The sarcomas exploded, and pale golden liquid flowed out. The pythons were in so much pain that they straightened up and hissed in pain.
The first round of crossbow bolts was quickly emptied. The remaining giant serpents were furious. Before Grey could hit the second round of crossbow bolts, they rushed in front of her like two thick nooses, wanting to mince the girl into minced meat.
At the critical moment, Grey roared. Her skin shone with a metallic luster, and her fingers were like ten inverted iron hooks. She threw away the continuous crossbows and went straight for the pythons' throats.
It was the Vajra Iron Finger Technique of Eagle Claw Sect, a fist technique in town!
The two pythons' throats were torn apart by Grey like tofu, and two bowl-sized holes appeared on their throats as if they had been bitten by ferocious beasts.
The two giant pythons couldn't even lift their heads. It was as if they were being tormented by an invisible pot of oil. They struggled desperately.
Before Gus could cheer for his sister, he felt a cold and sticky sensation on his head.
When he looked up, all he saw was a bloody mouth with crisscrossing fangs pouncing straight at him.
Gus was scared out of his wits. He hugged his head and instinctively squatted down.
The ferocious mouth did not bite his head, but it bit his backpack. The sound of tearing, chewing, and shattering could be heard.
Gus struggled with all his might and finally tore off the straps. He crawled to a large tree on all fours. When he turned around, he saw a strange snake that was even more ferocious than the one his sister had killed. It bit his backpack to pieces, and his weapons and food were scattered all over the ground. Everything was bitten into pieces and twisted beyond recognition.
The strange snake had a face that was very similar to a human's.
He laughed like a baby crying in the dark night.
It used its long tongue that was full of barbs to lick the sharp fangs that were as sharp as daggers, as if it wanted to use fear to make Gus's flesh more delicious and juicy. Then, it swam over unhurriedly.
His sister Grey shouted at him to stop, but the giant pythons that were dead but not dead used their last strength to entangle her.
Gus's heart almost stopped. He groped around on the ground with his hands and finally touched something familiar.
His hunting bow.
Gus's brain went blank. Driven by his survival instincts, his body subconsciously moved.
Trembling, he drew the bow and shot an arrow at the strange snake's bloody mouth.
In the World of Fist God, weapons were not very important. This hunting bow was originally a crude toy.
Gus could not have received any formal archery training in the Iron Fist School. Under extreme fear, his action of drawing the bow and nocking the arrow was all distorted.
Naturally, this arrow did not have much power or accuracy. It weakly brushed past the strange snake and flew behind it. In fact, even if it did not brush past it, it would not have been able to penetrate the strange snake's scales, which were as hard as iron.
The strange snake, however, was infuriated by Gus.
The scales on its body instantly turned blood red.
Its mouth full of fangs vibrated quickly. It made Gus think of his tragic end of being completely ground into minced meat.
"Fist God …"
Gus wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only pray to the almighty Master in his heart.
The next second, he heard a strange whistling sound.
Something unbelievable happened!
The arrow that he shot brushed past the strange snake and was about to fall to the ground like a withered leaf when it heard the whistle. A brand-new … "vitality" was injected into the arrow.
Whoosh!
The arrow's speed was instantly ten times faster. It made a tiny turn in the air and shot at the back of the strange snake's head again.
Moreover, the arrow first burned. Sparks burst out with crackling sounds, and wings of flames grew. Then, between the sparks and flames, a silver-white thing called "lightning" that Gus had never seen before gushed out. It looked like a crack that was branded in the sky.
The strange snake sensed the threat behind it.
It was a power that it had never encountered before. It was completely different from other ferocious beasts and human fist techniques.
It did not even know how to turn its head. Like a whip, it shook its head violently in an attempt to avoid the fatal blow.
But the arrow that was entangled in flames and lightning seemed to have eyes. It could even predict the strange snake's thoughts in advance. The moment the strange snake shook its head, it adjusted the direction of the arrow slightly and accurately hit the back of the strange snake's head.
"Pa!"
The arrow tore apart the scales, pierced through the skull, boiled the brain, and dried the eyeballs. Then, it crawled out of the strange snake's bloody mouth.
Flames and lightning flowed everywhere in the strange snake's orifices. It was instantly turned into charcoal, and then from charcoal to powder, as if it had been made of black sand in the first place.
"…"
Gus was dumbfounded. Looking at the destructive power of the gods and devils, he could not calm down for a long time.
It was not until his sister killed all the remaining pythons, and Lu Qingchen coughed softly next to him that he woke up from his nightmare.
"It's … you?"
Gus looked at Lu Qingchen in fear and awe.
The young man was a devout believer of the Fist God, but he could not deceive himself and interpret what had just happened as the Fist God's blessing.
"Rest assured. It won't take up the quota of your three wishes."
Lu Qingchen smiled. "How about it? I'm a very generous demon, aren't I?"
Gus was silent. He looked at his sister, only to see the same confusion and fear in his sister's eyes.
"What — what is this power? It doesn't seem to be the power of machines or steam, does it?" Gus asked carefully.
"Of course not. This is the power of lightning. You can call it 'electricity'. It's more advanced and powerful than the power of steam!"
Lu Qingchen said with a smile. "I told you that I'm not a 'steam devil'. If you have to give me a name, I should be something like 'Lightning Devil'. Wait. Have I been infected by someone? When did my taste in naming become so terrible?"
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