Carl Jung once said this: "Unfortunately... everyone has a dark side. And the less present it is during waking hours, the darker and stronger that side becomes."
Mu Xin could not remember exactly where he had read it; but when a large group of Zeus came up on the horizon, this sentence was like a bell that couldn't stop ringing, in his mind
The voice in the room became more and more urgent and louder.
Why did he suddenly think of this?
The human brain is ups and downs with countless thoughts at the same time at every moment. All of this is done subconsciously, and the person himself is not even aware of how his thoughts change. Mu Xin stared at the sea in the distance and tried his best.
I suppressed my somewhat inexplicable thought.
Not far behind him, Hegel murmured in a low voice: "These Zeus...were they all called by that guy named Ji Ren?"
Zeus, who was wearing a gathering robe, suddenly raised his head, as if he heard this low soliloquy, and smiled at the people in the mist, his voice unclear: "You... want Zeus to appear
...I bring...so many."
"Damn it," Hegel immediately cursed, "It's true!" He jumped up and did not turn around, but quickly walked backwards step by step, shouting as he walked: "It's hard to attack Zeus.
It wasn’t my idea! Don’t come after me!”
He was not the only one who wanted to retreat from the battlefield; Mu Xin also quickly straightened up, and was about to ask the Queen of Soul to retreat as well when he glanced at her, but was stunned.
Among the Zeus in twos and threes with different clothes, one of them looked very familiar. That Zeus, like all the other Zeus, had a messy and deformed face like a Picasso figure; under that face was a long neck.
, wearing a dusty old bandage.
Mu Xin turned his head and glanced at the Queen of Souls; the flesh insect's churning mouth and dark red and smooth head made it difficult to see traces of emotions, but it obviously reacted at the same time - because it
His body stiffened, and then he suddenly rushed out along the carpet regardless of the situation.
"My lord, my lord!" it screamed, "you can't hit one of these Zeus!"
The puppet master's back stood upright at the end of the carpet, looking motionless at the Zeus who were gradually walking towards him.
"One of them is Lin Sanjiu - no, sir, there is a Zeus with Lin Sanjiu on him!"
The pitch-black and thin shadow finally moved; the puppeteer twisted his head, and the blood-red glitter shone like a bite in the black hair: "...What?"
At the same time as these two words were spoken, he suddenly raised a hand without looking back. Zeus, who thought he had an opportunity, didn't even have time to launch an attack, and had to plunge into the sea water to narrowly avoid it.
A shadow struck through the air - the shadow screamed across the sea and rushed towards the group of Zeus behind him. It penetrated the shoulders, chest and abdomen of several Zeus in a row, and the scream disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
The Queen of Soul has always boasted of her superb language talent, but she had to explain this complicated matter clearly in a short period of time, which made her a little confused: "Sir, you can't fight. There is a folder on Zeus, and in the folder is
Lin Sanjiu! Moreover, the people in that folder seem to be very easy to die... Not only can't they be hit, but they also have to be handled with care..."
Just these six words "the person in the folder" make no sense at all; but people who have been struggling in the apocalypse have learned how to accept a strange thing as quickly as possible - not a single word of the puppet master
Without asking any more questions, he turned around and glanced at the group of Zeus in front of him, and sneered softly.
"You don't die when you deserve to die, but you only know how to cause trouble for others when you don't deserve to die." He raised a pale hand, and several black iron rings glowed darkly: "Call those two people back. How about you?
Just hold off these Zeus for me."
In fact, there was no need for the Queen of Soul to send a message. His voice had already fallen clearly into the ears of Hegel and Mu Xin. Before the two of them could react, the next words came out softly: "Either come back by yourself, or
Come back as my doll."
He didn't turn them into puppets as soon as they came up, maybe because they knew Lin Sanjiu and his group to some extent - Mu Xin stopped and calmed his heartbeat, knowing that he couldn't escape this time. He thought
Hegel would definitely resist, but unexpectedly the bald man followed him obediently, walking side by side beside him.
"He won't care about us soon." Halfway through, Hegel's lips suddenly leaked such low words that almost made him hallucinate in the past: "We will cooperate and run away. How can we run away together?"
Sample?"
What surprised Mu Xin himself was that he remained silent and did not agree immediately.
Hegel obviously took his reaction as acquiescence, nodded slightly, and took a few steps ahead of him.
The puppet master's carpet seemed to be able to change the size according to his wishes. After adding two more people and one insect to the puppets, the space was still easy to maneuver; when Mu Xin rushed to the end of the carpet, the group of Zeus also came one after another.
He stopped next to the leader Zeus. The two camps were separated by a section of sea. The waves turned yellow and made waves in the moment of silence.
No one has ever looked at such a large number of Zeus at such a close distance.
There were about twenty Zeus summoned by the crowd; each one was over two meters tall. When they were gathered together, they seemed to form a forest with dense human faces. They looked like the most
A group of ugly and weird models, their bodies still display all kinds of human traces from unfortunate evolvers.
Zeus, who was wearing a bandage, a racer vest and field pants, his eyes rolled in a circle, and his mouth suddenly opened - until he almost touched the corner of his mouth, his mouth stopped. It was like
...He also seemed to understand that he was receiving great attention from the other party.
"I have never seen contestants like you before," said Zeus, who was wearing a loose long skirt. He also had a scarf worn when breastfeeding a child tied around his neck, but there was no trace of the baby in his arms: "What if you
Be pious, and you can become gods like us! Just come over and let me press you into the water."
"Think about it carefully, except for this man, as long as he doesn't attack the gods, you can still continue the game!" Another guy wearing an apron, who seemed to have turned into Zeus while cooking, said with a smile.
It's a pity that they don't have this option. As soon as Mu Xin thought of this, the group of Zeus in front of him suddenly seemed to be surprised at the same time. They raised their huge ball-like eyes in unison and exclaimed lowly.
.
"Ah, you can't continue the game." Zeus, who was wearing an apron, suddenly covered his mouth and smiled like a girl: "The game just ended, the white camp lost."
