Chapter 82 "Ha, you're already going to find your 'ex-wife' after your lover just died?" the translator mocked.
Nangong Qi slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes and eyelashes were covered in blood, a blood-red mess...
Whose blood is this? Nangong Qi trembled with fear.
"What are you doing! What are you spacing out for!" Hearing Huang Er's voice, Nangong Qi instantly snapped out of her daze and turned around.
Only then did she realize that Huang Er had stepped in front of her at the critical moment, and together with the director, they quickly dealt with the monster.
They even cleared a space very quickly, and the two of them seemed to be able to anticipate each other's next move as if they were one person.
But... looking at Huang Er's face, which was covered in blood and unrecognizable, it was impossible to tell where he was injured. So much blood... could a human have that much blood? Why was he acting like nothing had happened?
Huang Er paused for a moment, then muttered to himself, "Lieutenant! Lieutenant, I know you can hear me. Tell me where the armory is?"
"I don't want to die yet... buzzing..." The translator's voice suddenly appeared, accompanied by a sound of malfunction.
"I'm not asking you to die! I can stall for time. Wait a minute... wait a minute, you and the other two escape from there together, within twenty minutes," Huang Er said disdainfully.
However, a minute or two later, the translator suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"Going to your death?" the translator said calmly.
"Yes, send them to their deaths." Hearing Huang Er's calm voice, the translator lost his composure and looked over angrily.
He fell silent instantly, his anger instantly dampened.
Nothing could be seen clearly. His face wasn't just covered in blood, but it looked as if it had been rubbed against an uneven surface, leaving it a bloody mess.
"You...can't see? That's why you need me to tell you the location of the armory? Because you can't accurately know where you are right now, right?" The translator stared at him.
"Yes!" Huang Er admitted without hesitation.
"you……"
"Can you stop dawdling! Just get to the point! I hate it when you pretend to be all sentimental right now!" Huang Er roared. His eyelids flipped slightly, and there were no eyeballs left in his eye sockets. Only some broken flesh and blood were still flowing out. He couldn't see them when his eyelids were closed, but now he could see them clearly.
"Go 800 meters ahead, turn right, and it's just five more steps."
"You should have said so earlier. It's not like you're the one going." Then he turned around and exchanged divine attributes with the director in tacit understanding.
“I know you think I talk too much, but what does it matter now? Everyone’s dead. Delaying a little longer won’t affect our escape. I have another question for you,” the interpreter said stubbornly.
Huang Er finally stopped. "Fine, ask away. You're right, I don't need your time."
"Just for him?" the translator asked.
The translator vaguely sensed Huang Er cracking a smile, but couldn't make out the words, "Nonsense, I'm doing this for all of humanity!" before striding confidently forward.
"And... I didn't fucking pretend." The translator said in a low voice that only he could hear.
They were taken away quickly for 20 minutes, which wasn't a long time, but it was enough to keep them away from danger.
"Director! You just gave him the divine spark?" Nangong Qi still seemed a little out of sync with their train of thought.
"Yes." He answered succinctly; there was no reason for him to lie.
"Why? Did he go to stop those things all by himself? How could he have survived?" Nangong Qi was a little sad. Although she didn't think he was a good person, he had saved her.
"Pfft!" A sudden sound rang out, and Nangong Qi couldn't help but look over. Sure enough, it was the third person besides the two of them—the translator.
"Sure enough, from the first moment I saw you, I knew you didn't seem like someone from this world at all. How could you have such naive ideas?" The translator revealed his sharp tongue.
He's always been that kind of person—a sarcastic, talkative person.
"You're going too far! What right do you have to talk to me when you have no compassion and are always hypocritical?" Nangong Qi's spirits, which had just been dampened by the blow, suddenly began to rise again.
"Ha...hahaha, you say I'm hypocritical? You say me! You say me! And what about you! Here, thousands of people! All gone! Gone! Because of you! It's all because of you that they died! Even Huang Er chose such a tragic way to die so that you could leave safely in the end!" The translator said somewhat frantically.
"What……"
Bang! A huge wave of heat hit them from behind.
"You think firearms alone can kill these monsters? Some can, some can't, and there are countless ways to kill them, but there's one thing that can—"
"Divinity!" ×2 Only two words were uttered by them simultaneously.
Huang Er swallowed the divine essence, fused with it, and then used a bomb...
In other words, the base is now covered in the blood mist of Huang Er.
"So you understand now?" the translator asked them.
"I'm sorry..." Nangong Qi said painfully, unable to accept that she had caused someone's death again. "Perhaps my arrival was a mistake."
"No, you don't understand! You never will!"
"Huang Er left with the divine spark! That means a piece of the divine spark is missing, it was blown up!" Nangong Qi realized her own ruthlessness; this was actually what she cared about most now!
The divine essence is of utmost importance; none of them know what the consequences would be if one piece were lost.
The translator was also a little stunned. He didn't know if it would have any impact; he had been so focused on his grief that he hadn't noticed.
He has to act like a bad guy, pointing fingers at others, but what about himself?
Was he some kind of good person? What was he doing while they were fighting the monster? He was hiding in a relatively safe spot, quietly waiting for things to end.
Perhaps it's not so safe either.
Just as they were about to leave dejectedly, the director spoke up, "Let's wait a bit."
"Waiting for what? Waiting to collect the body? Collecting a body is pretty difficult, isn't it? Where can you find one?" The translator was puzzled. He imagined the scene and thought it was possible, blending in with everything else.
“No, let’s go find the god.” They waited for a while and felt the temperature begin to drop.
We started walking back.
Soon they arrived at the original spot, which had become a deep pit filled with black, thick substances of various sizes.
These things are what those monsters became after being exposed to high temperatures. They look like this and have a nauseating meaty smell.
Meanwhile, above the pit, a blood mist filled the air, emitting an eerie glow. This blood mist seemed very light, hence its floating position.
Just when the adjutant felt at a loss, the director stepped forward step by step, and as he moved forward, the blood mist seemed to consciously make way for him.
Soon the director got what he wanted: a complete divine essence.
The translator seemed thoughtful. Huang Er still had his own consciousness? Even in this state, he still wanted to protect that person? And he could even help them get what they wanted?
Even if he himself is no longer aware of his own existence?
The director seemed perfectly confident that he wouldn't harm himself; he had his own self-assurance and no reason to believe it.
Was it an absolute trust in Huang Er? No, it was more like trust in oneself, mind control? Or something else? The translator suddenly remembered that several other people were also infatuated with the director for no apparent reason.
Soon the divine essence was stripped away, and the blood mist suddenly lost its support, gained the gravity of the earth, and fell straight down, ultimately perishing here along with the base.
The director breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his guess was correct; something like a divine essence cannot be harmed.
Manipulating corpses is quite difficult for him; in fact, Huang Er is already dead.
He was protecting others and the base, but after sensing danger, he forcibly used the corpse. Surprisingly, he could still control it.
The director quickly devised a meticulous plan and swiftly sent all three of them away.
It's a waste to make use of waste; exchanging one person for a whole group is a good deal. It's just that this base, and all those who died, are such a pity.
This disguise wasn't very strong to begin with; otherwise, he wouldn't have set up a small base under it.
It was his oversight after all.
"Where are you going next, Director?" the translator asked, his expression unreadable.
"Go find Shao Ji." The director didn't think there was anything wrong with saying it.
"Ha, you're already going to find your 'ex-wife' after your lover just died?" the translator mocked.
confused......
A few hours ago...
"How many people are left! How many people are left!" Huang Er roared frantically as he rushed out.
"I don't know..." a weak voice rang out.
What do you mean by "I don't know"?
While they were fighting the monster, suddenly some of them started attacking their own kind.
"Roar!" Just a moment ago they were fighting against the monster together, but the next second they let out an inhuman roar.
Huang Er saw some transparent monsters desperately squeezing into people's bodies. The huge bodies actually managed to squeeze in, but others couldn't see them and had no way to defend themselves. They even had to defend their backs. They couldn't trust anyone around them. What could they do?
The army quickly began to crumble.
Huang Er raised his hand and aimed the gun at one of his possessed companions, but the companion's pleading eyes showed that he had not completely lost consciousness after being possessed.
Huang Er gritted his teeth and fired the gun. The bullet pierced his companion's body, and his companion fell down. The possessed ghost then dashed to another person's side and tried to squeeze in.
Yes, firearms are useless; they can't hurt the monster. But the possessed companions can harm them all without stopping...
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