"We are not scared of pain or annoyance!"
Gus said stubbornly. "We are already so scared that we are not even scared of death. Why should we be scared of learning the truth?"
"Not necessarily, my dear brother Gus," Lu Qingchen said with a smile.
Lu Qingchen said with a smile, "Both this world and other worlds are full of things that are more dreadful than death. Most of the time, death is actually a relief.
"Here, take these ants for example."
While talking, Lu Qingchen picked up a couple of ants with his fingers.
The ants had been fighting hard just now, but they were now raised to the sky by powerful beings that they could not understand at all and extended to the noses of Gus and Grey.
"They can die a confused but happy death without knowing anything."
While talking, Lu Qingchen twisted his fingers, and the ants were immediately blown to smithereens.
Then, Lu Qingchen caught another couple of ants and put them on his palm.
This time, he was not in a hurry to kill the ants. Therefore, after a moment of dizziness, the ants immediately struggled hard to survive.
They crawled along Lu Qingchen's palm, trying to figure out the outline of the 'world of palms'. They then crawled along Lu Qingchen's wrist to his torso and head, as if they were trying to communicate with Lu Qingchen, a being of a higher level. Some of the ants even tried to jump off Lu Qingchen's palm to get away from the 'world of palms' that they could not understand at all but found horrifying.
However, all their struggles and efforts were meaningless.
"Do you see it? Their exploration, struggle, survival, battle, their heroic spirit, their impassioned attitude, their willingness to face death with equanimity, or their groveling, kneeling, begging for mercy, hiding their fangs and claws, scheming against each other. All of this is meaningless."
Lu Qingchen sighed and said, "If the ants do awaken wisdom of a higher level and see through their situation, and they understand how powerful the deities that captured them are, what benefits will they get except for the greatest horror before they are killed?"
Gus was dazed.
"But —"
Grey gnashed her teeth and said, "If the ants do gain wisdom and strength of a higher level, and if they can understand their situation and see the real face of this world and the gods and devils that control it, they may be able to resist and even get rid of the miserable fate of certain death!
"The believers of the Church of Machinery and Steam are determined to be a bunch of awake ants that rise up to resist. We will blow up the mask of the so-called 'Fist God' with the great power of machinery and steam and become the real dominator of this world!"
"How interesting."
Lu Qingchen closed his hands and crushed all the ants that were struggling on his palms again. Then, he blew the dust made of broken limbs to the top of the ant nest before he said casually, "Whatever. If you have to find something to do before your death, that's your freedom. I don't care. However, whatever you want to do, please hurry, because a storm is coming... because a storm......
A storm was coming.
The storm on the Red Phoenix Mountain couldn't have been more violent. A moment ago, it was still raining, but in the blink of an eye, devastating wind was already roaring and spluttering in the sky. It was almost as if the magnificent power of the gods and devils had moved an entire ocean to the sky and smashed it down on the heads of human beings brutally.
The raindrops the size of fists were almost enough to knock people out. The branches were broken, and the mud was flowing, blocking the path that the animals had stomped on. The mountain path that was zigzagging like a maze was even more complicated than before, like a messy spider web.
The siblings could not look back anymore. They could only grit their teeth and hold each other as they moved forward in the storm and the mud.
The pursuers in groups, on the other hand, had also arrived in the storm.
At first, it was just a team of torches that were raging like crimson dragons on the dark mountain on the opposite side.
At that time, the siblings had hoped that it was just a team that was out for routine hunting and training.
But on second thought, they realized that even the craziest ascetics couldn't have entered the Red Phoenix Mountain in groups in such terrible weather.
This was definitely a hunting team that had come to capture the "evil path disciples".
The siblings' judgment was quickly verified.
They were originally ahead of the pursuers by half a day.
But because of the storm, their line of sight was disrupted, and the mudslide destroyed the path, causing them to get lost in the depths of the Red Phoenix Mountain and engage in close combat with the pursuers.
Fortunately, the pursuers were also washed away by the storm. Originally, they were in groups of ten to twenty people, but now, they were scattered in groups of three to five.
"Password, what's the password tonight?!"
In the dark forest of the storm, visibility was extremely low. When the pursuers saw the siblings' vague figures through the swaying branches, they used this method to distinguish between friend and foe.
The siblings couldn't answer the password, so they could only run.
Thus, a short battle began.
"The traitor is over there!"
"Don't run, these two evil path disciples!"
The forest was full of excited shouts and pairs of bloodshot eyes.
Gus recognized these pursuers. Many of them were his former classmates in the Iron Fist School, but they had long since graduated and entered various boxing dojos to train. Presumably, this trial mission of "hunting down evil path disciples" was the condition for them to graduate from the boxing dojos.
These pursuers also recognized Gus' older sister, Grey. They knew that she was one of the best experts among the younger generation in Red Gold Town. Whoever could capture or kill Grey would be able to seize Grey's glory. Hence, they were fearless and charged forward despite the storm.
"We're not, we're not traitors!"
Gus explained in a panic.
"Trash, get lost!"
His former classmate gave a simple and crude reply.
"You idiots who were deceived by the Fist God!"
Grey shouted and turned around in the storm. She held a chain crossbow in her hands, and the arrows let out precise and soft mechanical sounds.
"What?!"
The pursuers did not expect that Grey, or anyone else, could spit out such disgraceful and vulgar words. After a moment of shock, they became even more furious. Their iron fists buzzed as they pounced toward Grey's face.
Grey sneered and drew her bow with both hands. Burning arrows shot out one after another.
"Be careful! It's an evil technique!"
The pursuers exclaimed and moved in midair, fleeing in all directions.
There was also a particularly stubborn believer of the Fist God who roared, "Fist God, help me!" and swung his fists at the arrows. As a result, his arms were either pierced by the arrows or his fists turned into fireballs. They were in so much pain that they screamed and fell from the sky into the murky mud. No one knew whether they were dead or alive.
The remaining pursuers were even more shocked and furious. They no longer held back and attacked with fatal attacks!
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