Fargo was very scared at this time. Just when he drove the dawn to this area, he felt that there was an unknown existence watching him with an indifferent gaze. When the mecha he controlled,
After a certain special state is activated, this feeling becomes even stronger.
Because he felt that unknown existence seemed to come to him, observing him, spying on his every move. He felt as if all the secrets of his body were covered by this invisible and intangible
He could see the existence clearly, which gave him a sense of powerlessness in his heart.
But apart from this inexplicable premonition in his heart, his eyes, optical detectors, thermal detectors and other observation equipment mounted on the mecha did not sense the existence of any living beings around his body.
Everything around him was empty.
This made Fargo wonder if there was a problem with his mental state? Was he too nervous, which led to his mental problems? There are many similar examples.
Although he always felt like he was being spied on by an inexplicable being, because of Fargo's excellent combat qualities, most of his attention always stayed on that dragon turtle and he devoted all his energy to fighting it.
But now, when he uses all the combat methods on Shuguang to fight with him, all the combat methods have lost their effect on this dragon turtle that has completed evolution, and cannot cause him harm, and he himself was beaten by the dragon turtle's counterattack.
Crippled, almost incapacitated.
When Fargo didn't know what else he could do, he finally remembered this existence that he had subconsciously regarded as his own spiritual fantasy.
"Can you help me?" Like a desperado who fell into the water, Fargo tightly grasped the life-saving straw and asked for help from the invisible and intangible existence he felt.
Fago, who has received systematic pilot education, knows what the birth of a disaster beast represents. In the future, there will be millions of Xi people, who may die at irregular intervals and at any time.
The destructive power of disaster beasts is too terrifying. So far, Xi people have not developed any effective means to stop and kill disaster beasts.
In the past three thousand years, including the sixteenth disaster beast born in front of him, Xiren has only killed three of them, and every time he killed the disaster beast, Xiren paid a heavy price.
The human economy is experiencing a huge crisis and is on the verge of collapse.
The battle with the disaster beast is completely Xi Ren's unilateral sacrifice of his own life. In every battle, countless ace pilots have fallen, and the entire army has been destroyed. Every battle with the disaster beast is Xi Ren's.
The death of civilization.
So after seeing the birth of this disaster beast, Fargo also fell into despair. With the birth of every disaster beast, countless creatures must have perished with its birth. What's more, this disaster beast attracted them.
Full of intense hatred.
So Fargo, who was full of despair, made this almost dreamy cry for help, and then to his great surprise, a voice really responded to him, and this voice sounded directly in his mind.
"Can you sense me?" When a slightly doubtful voice sounded in his mind, Fargo's face, mind, and body all became stiff.
It's one thing to sense it, but it's another thing when his sense becomes real. After all, there is no good evidence to prove that inexplicable sense. It may also be that he committed a certain crime.
A kind of psychotic hysteria.
But when a voice sounded in his mind, everything was different. It wasn't that there was something wrong with his mind, but that he could really feel some unknown existence.
"Yes." After being silent for a long time, Fargo finally carefully responded to that existence in his mind. He didn't need to think about it to know that his response must be full of timidity.
In fact, it's the same when someone goes to Fargo's position. It's full of unknown things, which is always scary. Once everything is known, it won't be so scary.
"Then do you know who I am? You actually asked me for help." The voice that originally contained no emotion sounded in his mind again. This time for some unknown reason, Fargo suddenly felt the voice when he heard it.
It was filled with a sense of evil.
Based on this sound, he also inexplicably imagined a land gushing with flames, a charred world, with desperate souls wailing in the flames, and terrifying creatures shuttled through the flames, devouring souls, and generally emitting satisfaction.
Laughing, he felt a kind of heartfelt fear.
"I don't know." Fargo answered tremblingly. When the unknown existence responded to him, the feeling that he would be crushed to death by the unknown existence at any time became stronger. This made his heart
Full of fear.
"Then let me tell you, I am a devil from hell who likes to devour souls." This evil voice continued to echo in Fargo's mind, full of an inexplicable sense of bewitchment, which made people unable to help but think.
Keep listening and your soul will sink.
"..." Because it was direct mental communication, Fargo understood what this being said, but he was frightened and did not dare to respond.
When the fictional evil being in the legend really stands in front of you and reveals his identity, do you really have the courage to continue talking to him?
"But don't worry, although I am a devil, I am a devil with professional ethics. Although you are weak, I will not plunder your soul by force. I will use various transactions to obtain you with temptations that you cannot refuse.
's soul."
Feeling that this local aboriginal felt him for some unknown reason, he did not dare to speak any more. Muria, pretending to be a devil, continued to speak in a wicked manner.
"For example, I can temporarily give you the power to defeat this supernatural beast." The voice of the fake devil Muria, full of endless temptation, sounded in Fargo's ears for the third time.
"Really?" Fargo, who was initially frightened by Muria's words and dared not speak, suddenly spoke with some trepidation.
"Little guy, are you doubting my power?" Feeling that the native had been seduced by him, the corners of Muria's mouth suddenly raised slightly. At this time, he suddenly realized the joy of the devil seducing ordinary beings, "In this case,
Then I’ll let you feel my power!”
After saying that, Muria gently manipulated his ray of light golden physical pressure to fall on the local aboriginal, and then looked at his body, which was probably only a peak bronze level, under his pressure.
Trembling underneath.
From Brother Fargo's perspective, he suddenly felt like a mountain was pressing down on him. No, this was more painful than a mountain pressing down on him. Every cell in his body could feel this kind of pain.
People want to collapse under pressure, and they feel as if they are going to die at any time.
But the strange thing is that this pressure is just stuck in the function that makes his body collapse. It can make him feel pain but not let him die. And although this feeling allows him to survive, it also allows him to experience
Extreme pain.
"How do you feel?" It seemed that only a moment had passed, and it seemed that a thousand years had passed. In the end, it always made him feel extremely uncomfortable. The feeling of wanting to die but not being able to die finally disappeared.
"I feel..."
"Does it feel like you are living so well?" Muria asked with a smile in his tone. He naturally knew how much influence the dragon power he exuded had on low-level creatures.
Now, if he stands among the ordinary people, lets go of his pressure, and relies on the pressure that naturally overflows, he can accomplish the feat of massacring the city.
"Yes...yes." Fargo panted violently in the cockpit. For the first time, he felt that he could breathe freely. It was such a beautiful thing to look at the world outside.
"So, do you want to make a deal with me now?" The bewitching tone of the devil that Muria imitated continued to seduce, but compared with the real devil, the temptation in his words was nothing.
"Can you really kill this deified supernatural beast?"
"It will be a little difficult to kill it, but I can still make it disappear from this world." Muria, who had already taken a liking to this dragon turtle that was promoted to the soul level, played a trick on this local resident.
Language skills.
"What's the difference between the two?" Fargo was a little confused. Don't the two mean the same thing? But he quickly realized that the existence in front of him should not be from their world, but from a foreign world.
"It makes no difference to you." Muria responded, "Have you decided? Do you want to make a deal with me? At the cost of your soul, let this supernatural beast disappear from this world. This amount
Trading can be very profitable for you."
"Can I ask? What will happen to me if I give my soul to you?"
"Let me introduce you to us devils first. We are evil creatures that like to enslave souls, torture souls, and devour souls. What will happen to your soul if it falls into my hands? It depends on my mood. Anyway,
Basically nothing good will happen.”
"Is it painful?"
"certainly."
"Then, Lord Devil, please take my soul away!"
"Huh? Don't you think about it anymore? The consequences of your soul falling into my hands will be very tragic."
"There is no need to think about it anymore. As you said, I have already made a profit by using my soul to exchange for the disappearance of this supernatural beast."
"very good."
"As a reward for your decisiveness, you have two ways to make this strange beast disappear. The first is for me to take action directly. The second is for you to experience a higher level of power and defeat this strange beast with your own hands.