"The steam army is collapsing, but they have at least created enough chaos. Look. This space is becoming more and more unstable."
The demon crawled out of the steam ball at some point.
The moment of the final battle was approaching. He was less and less afraid of being exposed. He condensed into a raging black smoke that shrouded Gus' head.
As he expected, Gus looked at the direction of the demon and found that the dim sky was full of lightning-like cracks at some point.
Deep inside the cracks, it was no longer empty white but crimson red.
It seemed that the whole sky was crying.
No, not just the sky, but also the ground. There were ghostly cracks everywhere, reaping lives like sharp blades.
Anyone who touched the cracks, be it the Iron Fist Army or the steam army, was weirdly sucked in and disappeared without a trace before they could even scream. They were reduced to the purest data.
However, the two parties were in the middle of a fierce battle. They were either too excited or too numb to care about that.
"This world is about to collapse."
The demon glanced at the young man. "This is also the only chance for me to completely corrupt A Boxing Champion's brain. I'm going to do it!"
Lu Qingchen jumped hard and cut off his tail, breaking away from the steam ball completely.
It also meant that he had lost the possibility of escape. He could only fight A Boxing Champion to the end.
"Shua!"
Sixteen enormous black wings spread out from Lu Qingchen's back and blossomed into the most hideous shape of the demon as if nobody was around.
The sixteen black wings danced crazily, and the demon turned into a black arrow that darted toward the altar of the Fist God.
"What's that?"
The people in the chaotic battle finally noticed the existence of the demon and were shocked.
But they had no time or power to stop it. They were blown away by the storm raised by the demon and made a path for it.
The steam army that followed Gus was also dumbfounded by the scene.
They saw that Lu Qingchen came from behind Gus, but they did not know what he was.
They looked at Gus in confusion and awe.
"Let's charge!"
Gus gritted his teeth.
The storm raised by the demon had opened an unstoppable path for them.
The fresh force behind Gus was like a burning bayonet that could easily pierce into the heart of the Iron Fist Army and the glorious altar.
Now, it was time to make a choice.
Was it to help the True God suppress the demons, or to help the demons resist the True God, the greatest creator who created Gus and created this world?
Gus rushed out in a daze.
They rushed into the swamp-like battlefield eroded by blood.
"Dong dong dong!"
He heard his own footsteps and heartbeat, like war drums that were getting louder and louder.
Everyone who saw it up close, whether it was the steam army that fought for dignity and fate, the Iron Fist Army that was controlled by the Fist God, or the priests who deceived themselves.
Every broken person, every incomplete soul, and every chess piece stained with blood was consolidating his determination.
"Defeat the false gods! Long live the true gods!"
Shouts of killing rang out from behind Gus.
Grey led the remnants of the Northern Steam Army and charged forward.
His sister's persistent shouts made Gus laugh.
In an instant, he understood his own feelings, the feelings that he had determined from the very beginning.
There was no True God in this world.
Everyone, whether real or virtual, whether they were cells or data, whether they were living in the dream of a super artificial intelligence or in an extremely absurd story, should do everything they could.
They should do their best to become their own True God who could control their own fate.
Maybe Lu Qingchen had ulterior motives and other motives.
But Gus would rather stand with the demons.
At least, demons were demons, but gods were not gods at all!
"No one can control our fate. I want to escape from this damn world!" Gus followed closely behind Lu Qingchen, following the burning footsteps of the demons.
His head hurt more and more as if it was about to explode.
Gus knew that it was the locator program that A Boxing Champion implanted in his brain.
Now, Lu Qingchen had his back to him, looking as if he was defenseless. As long as he touched it gently, the locator program would be transferred to the demons.
Then, A Boxing Champion would be able to accurately lock onto the demons and kill them.
And Gus had no doubt that A Boxing Champion would fulfill his promise and transfer him to another illusory, beautiful, and eternal paradise.
But it was just another more beautiful cage and a more delicate chessboard.
"I won't do as you wish, A Boxing Champion. I have awakened. I am my own master. I am free!"
Gus roared in his heart. He smashed his head hard to suppress the activation of the locator program.
At this time, Lu Qingchen had already jumped onto the altar.
The sudden appearance of the Evil Demon left everyone on the battlefield dumbfounded.
The black wings that blotted out the sky seemed to cover the bloody sky and the light of the Fist God.
"A Boxing Champion, you didn't see this coming, did you?"
Lu Qingchen burst into laughter. Purple lightning crackled between his wings and turned into sabers and long swords made of thousands of lightning bolts. "I have escaped from the lightning giant planet to your brain. Our battle is not over yet!"
The demons' roars resounded through the sky.
The whole world trembled.
However, in the next second, Gus felt a stabbing pain in his brain. A mysterious force seemed to tear his skull apart and shot out from between his eyebrows, piercing the demons' wings.
Swish!
A huge golden arrowhead appeared above Lu Qingchen's head.
"This is —" Shock and horror appeared on Lu Qingchen's face.
Boom!
Before he realized what was going on, an enormous iron fist had already shot out from the bloody sky and smashed at his head like a meteorite.
Lu Qingchen tried to struggle and dodge.
But the golden arrowhead split into hundreds of golden arrows and pierced into his body precisely, making him unable to move, split, or escape. He could only watch the iron fist falling from the sky right in front of his eyes.
The demons were almost smashed to the ground.
The crater was more than ten meters in diameter.
The blast wave blew away the altar and smashed the steam cannons. Countless people of both the Iron Fist Army and the steam army were blown to smithereens and scattered in the wind.
"Impossible. This is impossible. Why can you lock onto me so precisely? Why can't I run?"
In the crater, the demons' miserable screams came out. "You have implanted a locator program in me. There is no reason. You have no chance at all. When … Gus? Gus! "
The demons, whose wings had withered and whose face was covered in dust, turned their heads 180 degrees and glared at Gus in desperation.
Gus was dizzy and had a splitting headache.
Covering his burning eyebrows, he stared at the demons in a daze. Then, he saw the creator in the sky, who had revealed his true form again — A Boxing Champion.
"Why?"
Gus was completely dumbfounded. "Didn't A Boxing Champion say that I had to touch Lu Qingchen in order to implant a locator program? I didn't touch him. I didn't touch him! "
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