The rain is getting heavier.

The water quickly overflowed and soaked into the mud, making it sticky and wet. Tang Er followed Hei Tao with one foot deep and one foot shallow. In the heavy rain, he could hardly see Hei Tao moving so fast in front of him.

Spade was clearly heading towards Lake Pluto.

The closer they got to the lake, the deeper the water on the ground became. By the end, it was deep enough to cover Tang Er's lower body. The spade fish in front also jumped into the muddy water.

Tang Erda took a deep breath and jumped in.

The water was murky and muddy, raindrops kept hitting the water surface, and coupled with the previous double attack of artillery fire and mines, the bottom of the water was turned upside down. Nothing could be seen under the water, and one could only feel waves rushing over. Tang Erda relied on his years of pursuit skills to catch up with Hei Tao.

From time to time, some long snake-like black shadow creatures would slide past his side, but Tang Erda dodged them carefully.

Spade swam very fast and they soon reached the bottom of the lake.

The lake bottom was very different from when they came here to place mines. There were countless holes of various sizes, all caused by artillery shells.

But fortunately, the water here is deeper and the visibility is higher. Tang Erda can barely see the spade in the chaotic water. He saw the spade suspended in the water.

Then, Spade calmly took out a bluish-white, rotten, and still-moving piece of the left foot from behind his waist and carefully examined it underwater like a detector.

Tang Erda looked in the direction that Hei Tao had detected. After the bombing, a layer of very strange volcanic rock texture was exposed on the water surface, and a layer of sticky, asphalt-like mud liquid was flowing on it.

Hei Tao handed the body to Tang Erda, who tentatively inserted the body into the asphalt-like liquid.

[System prompt: Congratulations to player Tang Er for hitting the trigger point for the corpse storage - the bottom of Lake Pluto]

[Placing a complete zombie corpse at the bottom of the lake will count as one point. Placing a whole zombie corpse at the bottom of the lake will count as 20 points. However, placing a corpse at the bottom of the lake in a scattered manner will only count as 12 points. Please try to put the corpse together as much as possible before placing it at the bottom of the lake. ]

[System prompt: The bottom of Pluto Lake is not yet occupied by the player Tang Erda's camp. We regret to inform you that you can only accumulate the corpse after joining the indigenous camp that owns Pluto Lake, or helping your own camp occupy Pluto Lake.]

The body slowly fell out of the mud, and Spade grabbed the suspended body steadily.

Tang Erda took a deep look at the bottom of the lake, then looked up at Hei Tao. He opened his mouth slightly, bubbles came out, and pointed upwards, asking Hei Tao to go up for a breath.

Before they surfaced, the water surface shook violently. Tang Erda raised his head abruptly and looked at the water surface. Countless wooden boats floating on the water surface suddenly caught fire.

The burning boat hung overhead, like a sudden cloud of fire in the gloomy sky.

To resort to fire attack during a rainy day must mean that there was something wrong with the wooden boat itself. Someone must have tampered with it, such as soaking it in some special oil, turning it into flammable.

This is not an attack strategy that the people here can pull off!

On the water.

The traditional natives wore shawls made of straw ropes, feather hats on their heads, held guns and cannons, and rushed forward on rafts that had not been painted red. A strange tone vibrated in their throats. The leader was the one who led the sacrifice earlier. He roared with a fierce look in his eyes:

"Kill these God-cursed people! Take back what we want!"

"The paint God has given will never quench the fire that burns sinners!"

"Kill them! Burn them!"

Nishen and his companions, who were walking towards the river, turned around. Bai Yi also emerged from the water and looked at the burning wooden boat with vigilance: "Didn't this group of traditionalists plan to wait for the enemy's attack to end and then launch a surprise attack on us, the new-school people who are using up our air power? Why did they suddenly attack us?"

Bai Jiamu frowned and said in confusion: "Now is the time when both sides are fighting in chaos. There is no benefit at all to attack us new-school pioneers from behind. Are these traditionalists crazy in wanting to seize power?"

"Something has stimulated them." Nishen held out his hand with a steady look, "Give me the telescope prop we brought in, so I can see what's going on over there."

Bojiamu handed Nishen a standard telescope.

Nishen pinched the bridge of his nose, and his shaky and blurry vision finally stopped at a smoky bush behind the lake. He frowned and adjusted the view of the telescope, and saw the specific situation in the smoky bush more clearly.

Then Nishen couldn't help but gasp.

There was a burning shed in the grove. The revered statue in the shed had been shot to pieces, dotted with paint and set on fire. The entire sacrificial site was in a mess.

Only half of the shed was left, and the torch next to it was still burning. It was obvious that the person who destroyed the statue had broken in while the sacrifice was in progress.

This is too courageous!

These devout traditionalists must be going crazy and trying to catch this troublemaker!

Nishen searched back along the path of the burning wooden boat and saw a man who was jumping flexibly between the boats. He was carrying a gun and his calves and shoulders were wrapped in bloody bandages, but his evasive behavior was extremely agile.

He was followed by a long line of natives, humming religious songs angrily, and bullets and rockets flew past him from time to time.

This person is Guy who surrendered to them yesterday! One of the main NPCs!

Shouldn't he be staying at the Red Cross with his serious injuries? Why did he come here to burn these traditional idols?

Guy was being chased heavily, and although he tried his best to hide by using the boat, he was still shot twice.

The God of Rebellion frowned as he held up the telescope. Why didn't Guy hide underwater?

Although hiding in such murky waters might result in random shooting, it's better than running around like a sitting duck on the shore, right?

Soon, Nishen got the answer, and he couldn't help but snort.

Guy actually held up a huge statue's head in front of him and pointed a gun at the head while running. His lips moved as he seemed to be saying something emotionally to the group of natives chasing him, causing the traditionalists to not dare to shoot at him.

This young man is quite talented. He knew to use the statue as his hostage and shield before escaping. He is not a coward.

Nishen put down the telescope and handed it to Bai Jiamu: "Go and save them."

Just as Bo Jiamu nodded and was about to row the boat back, Guy came running over here.

As Guy ran in, Ni Shen and his group finally heard clearly what Guy was saying.

Guy shouted in the rain: "You say God exists, you say God saved you, you say God gave you everything, God let you kill the good people who helped you."

He was standing on a shaky little wooden boat, with several bodies killed by shrapnel lying at his feet, lying on the edge of the boat with their eyes open, the blood on their bodies having long since coagulated.

Guy looked at the dead with a sad face. His eyes were red. He held up the head of the wooden statue and pointed the gun at the forehead of the statue: "This is the only symbol of your so-called god here. If he really exists, take his head back from me!"

Nishen's face changed when he heard this: "Oh no! He is going to use extreme means to prove to these traditionalists that God does not exist! If he really destroys this group of traditionalists, they will go crazy and kill him without any scruples. Stop him!"

Bai Jiamu's expression froze, and he swung out a shiny scalpel with a flick of his wrist, which pierced through the rain and mist and hit the gun in Guy's hand.

Bai Jiamu breathed a sigh of relief: "I used my skill weapon to catch up, but I missed."

The moment Guy pulled the trigger, the gun was hit by the scalpel and fell down, and the bullet did not hit the forehead of the statue.

The traditional leader who was chasing them laughed crazily: "God sent believers to stop you! God exists! You can't kill God!"

"God is protecting himself and me. That factory manager, that dirty and hypocritical person, should be killed by me according to God's instructions!"

Guy was half-kneeling on the boat. His eyelids moved, and he suddenly picked up the scalpel. Without hesitation, he held it fiercely and chopped off the head of the statue.

Bo Jiamu: “!!!”

Nishen: “!!!”

How can this be! You are so stubborn, young man!

Guy seemed to explode, his shoulder muscles bulged, and he kept holding the knife and moving it down. He was panting, and the rain was sliding down the side of his wet hair.

The head of the wooden statue was chopped into pieces by a scalpel and was covered with scars.

The traditional leader who was shouting on the opposite side was like a chicken with its throat strangled. His eyes were wide open, and he watched in disbelief as Guy chopped the statue's head, which was protected by paint, into sawdust and powder, one by one. An undisguised look of panic and fear appeared on his face.

An indigenous person nearby muttered to himself in a trance: "How could he destroy the coating of paint that was blessed by the gods..."

"Why didn't God send down heavy rain to drown him or send down thunderbolts to burn him to death?"

"Why would God allow a traitor to humiliate his statue...?"

The leader's eyes were red with anger. He raised his hand and slapped the people beside him. He shouted at them at the top of his lungs: "Enough! God exists! God is blessing us! Are you going to betray God like this group of people? Are you going to be drowned by God's punishment?"

The questioning voices gradually faded away.

Guy raised his head, his eyes filled with countless emotions looking through his wet hair at the hysterical leader. He smiled mockingly, "God does not exist, he should not die."

"God has never blessed you. You did all this just for your own desires."

Guy stood up shakily, raised the unrecognizable statue in his hand and pointed it at the leader, saying hoarsely: "You dirty, cowardly person who only dares to hide behind the faith of a cult, do you dare to face the broken image of God that you have woven with your lies?"

The leader's eyes turned red, and he raised his gun and roared: "Shut up, you are the one abandoned by God!"

The bullets passed through the statue held up by Guy and swept all over his body. Guy slowly closed his eyes, with a satisfied and tired smile on his face. He fell into the lake of death called Pluto together with the statue of God.

Nishen stopped Bai Jiamu from catching Guy who fell into the water with a complicated look on his face: "——This is the main plot of this NPC. We can't stop him. Just watch. He is destined to die. He did it voluntarily."

Bai Jiamu was stunned, and then asked incredulously: "Why would he want to kill himself? If he hadn't angered that leader, he might still be alive."

"What he wants is for the chief to smash the statue with his own hands in anger." Nishen pointed at the natives over there and sighed, "Look, the expressions of those natives have changed. They have begun to doubt their chief."

"Guy knew that smashing the idol would not completely destroy the faith of these natives. He wanted the person who fabricated these lies, that is, the chief, to smash the idol, so that these natives would wake up."

Nishen sighed: "When he surrendered, he was ready to pay the price with his life."

"But I still find it very strange." Nishen changed the subject and touched his chin thoughtfully. "According to my previous predictions, Guy's main plot should be triggered in the middle or late stages. Why did it happen in advance on the first day of the war? Guy already fully understood how to achieve his goal. Did anyone teach him?"

Bo Jiamu responded quickly: "The abnormal reactions of NPCs are all due to the players' instigation. Did someone induce Guy to commit suicide?"

Nishen paused subtly: "What does this player want to do by bringing Guy's death here early to intensify the conflict between the two camps?"