Immediately afterwards, the gray-haired old man also began to tell Su Wen and Jiang Menghan about his past experiences:
"Before I became the leader of the small resistance camp, I was just the head of a poor village.
Our village is deep in a Southeast Asian rainforest in Indonesia. It is very poor, very poor.
so,
On a seemingly ordinary morning,
Because many children in the village were seriously ill, but there was no medicine to treat them, so I wrote a letter asking for help to Denpasar, the capital of Bali.
only,
Long after the letter was sent,
The person I was waiting for was not a doctor, but a group of armed men in camouflage uniforms."
Having said this, the old man even slapped himself hard,
"I am a sinner!
Those armed men sprang out of the dense forest like ghosts. There was no light of humanity in their eyes, only greed and coldness.
Subsequently,
In that doomsday-like memory.
Many children were taken away, even me, who was brutally kidnapped and imprisoned in a dark and damp dungeon.
The dungeon is surrounded by cold stone walls, and the air is filled with a mixture of musty smell and blood.
Here, all the imprisoned people, countless poor people from different countries and with different skin colors, all look pale and powerless due to despair.
We were treated like livestock and could only get barely enough food and water to sustain our lives every day, but this was not the end, and an even more horrific fate awaited us and our children.
Just one night,
I was dragged out of the dungeon and brought to a brightly lit operating room. The smell of disinfectant filled the air, but it could not hide the suffocating fear.
I saw the cold instruments on the operating table and the expressionless doctors in white robes - they were not angels who saved lives, but ruthless executioners.
I tried to resist, but my strength was so small in the face of fear that I could only let them tie me to the cold metal frame.
until,
I saw little Asin lying there quietly,
She has always been so well-behaved, she always calls me village grandpa when she sees me, she helps me with my chores, and she also hums songs quietly by the fire."
When the old man said this, his voice was choked with sobs.
Even the words are full of pain,
"But the last time I saw her, I just saw a body,
Her curled up little body was even completely hollowed out.
Like,
Just like the rag doll she has been reluctant to throw away.
Balaan, do you know how I felt at that time?!
so,
At that moment, I truly woke up."
He revealed the huge scar left by surgery on his chest.
But there was even a rock-like color and countless dark silver chain marks on his chest:
"[Wrath] from the mountains and [Imaginary Locks; Vengeance] from the emblem of the Many-Faced God
At that time, I even gained two powers at once.
But I can never save those children again."
The white-haired old man completely revealed all the secrets he had hidden. It turned out that the rebel organization actually had more than one reporter.
Until this moment,
Su Wen finally understood the 'distortions' belonging to the evil gods of the abyss. They not only gave abilities to thugs, but also to cruel and unscrupulous executioners.
It will also give power to the mortal father who desires to protect everything, and give power to the old man who is about to die in anger and pain.
So what are they for?
Originally, Su Wen didn't know the answer.
But now, he understands:
"It's for conflict, it's for the world to change from order to a more chaotic distortion.
The so-called collision between good and evil, this kind of chaos is not necessarily destruction, but it will definitely be the most intense fighting!
The cessation of entropy has nothing to do with good or evil.
Only upgrade!
This is their true intention.”
The handsome scholar suddenly felt a huge difference in dimension, which was a heart-wrenching chill:
Is my way of thinking wrong?
But at this moment,
He then shook his head and even said slowly in an extremely calm tone:
"No, I'm human too,
I am one of thousands of ordinary people.
That's why I feel sad, and that's why I feel the uncontrollable anger after learning about their experiences!
can really feel all this,
I'm honored."
He gently held the old man's hand:
"Don't worry.
They will all die, one by one in a painful way that they cannot even imagine.
I promise,
Jesus couldn't save them.
So, get ready for revenge."
And when they heard what he said, countless refugees knelt on the ground in shock.
Their withered yellow eyes, which had long shed tears, began to ignite after hearing what Su Wen said.
They were clusters of flames, dim and not dazzling enough. In fact, they were not obvious under the sunlight.
But when those figures who had lost their fathers, children, and wives one after another stood up in solemnity.
They didn't speak.
Their voices echo through the sky,
Those are two words:
revenge!
In an instant, Su Wen did not take any rest after arriving at this secret base, but immediately started his annihilation plan.
He said calmly to the white-haired old man:
"Old Groman
As the emblem reporter of [The God of Thousand Faces], you will definitely receive the enemy’s attention.
Next, based on my understanding of this group of bottomless bastards, they are likely to commit some atrocities against humanity just to attract you out.
Don't be fooled, but don't ignore it completely. Because, it is an opportunity,
An excellent opportunity!”
"What do you need me to do?"
Grohman Sr. responded,
As a transcendent whose awakening ability is so powerful that he has reached a high level, his timely combat effectiveness is sufficient.
But to a group of modern troops armed with automatic rifles, his combat effectiveness is no different from that of a hunting dog.
so,
Su Wen only needs to make him a 'bait':
"I need you to find opportunities to get in touch with them and attract their attention.
In the name of trading information on the 'Rebel Organization' with other [Emblem Journalists], he went deep inside them.
certainly,
They must be extremely distrustful of you, and you may even be in danger.
But how to act, all the decision-making power is left to you.
I only have two requirements: 'delay long enough' and 'survive'.
As for the battlefield that belongs to me, it lies deeper."
Yes, compared to the local Indonesian armed forces that are bound to exist in these plans.
What he cares more about:
They are those Laurenzril scholars who exist in the name of 'supervisors' or 'watchers'. There are even some other people who are paying attention to this [banquet].
But in the end, how to mislead them into the same [mistake].
Through the sunken cruise ship sailing from East Timor, Su Wen had laid the first key ripples that were like the fluttering of butterfly wings.