I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 211 Leave
"So, where are you going now?"

Starscream simply sat next to Bering, poked his clothes, and said narrowly, "I see, with your current appearance, it might be difficult to move even a few times, right?"

These words were not made by Starscream.

Although she didn't know what the condition of the chain on Bering's body was, her intuition told her that it was definitely not easy to break free.

Attached to these densely packed white chains were fluctuations that even Starscream found troublesome, and these fluctuations seemed to be faintly connected with Bering's soul.Unless it is someone who has been deeply immersed in the "soul" to deal with it, most people may not be able to solve it.

"Then again, how did you make yourself into this look, and where is this place?"

Starscream said casually, "Since you dragged me onto your thief ship, then you, the prophet, must give me some insight, right?"

This sentence itself is also a temptation.

Even now, Starscream has not completely let down his vigilance towards Bai Ling.

Even if a temporary cooperation agreement has been reached with Bering right now, it is only because Bering has something that Starscream covets here, and it is also the "compass" that Starscream wants to crawl out of this place where no shit is possible. That's all.

If he squeezed out everything Bering knew, this lunatic would definitely turn his back on the water immediately, and use his sharp spider legs to pierce straight towards Bering's chest!

The contradiction between humans and monsters is irreconcilable. The monsters born from the "distortion", except for a very small number of people, have goodwill towards humans because of their twisted form. Most of the monsters are cannibals. , or take pleasure in killing.

Because the formation method is "distorted", the xenomorphs are basically lunatics.And lunatics, of course, don't seriously admire the harmony of the world, the family carnival of human and monsters.

Bloody, killing, torture, this is the underlying logic of these monsters!

Of course, this is just the majority of cases.Just like the vast majority of human sexual fetishes are human beings, but there are always some people whose tastes are more...unique, of course, there are also heterogeneous species that are not like this.

For example, Luqi, such as the Weaver of the Web, are all products of this specificity, but they are not universal.

Bering also understood this very well.

In fact, he had never really felt at ease with Starscream either.

Using each other and guarding against each other should be the most harmonious way for two people to get along.

Although this mode is a little fragile, it is still more acceptable than any party suddenly showing great goodwill.

After all, no one would think that the enemy who was facing each other with a knife in the first second would drop the knife in his hand and cry bitterly while hugging himself in the next second, right?
If it really wants to be like this, it should represent your enemy, who has far more greed or... hatred for you than before.

Fortunately, as a "prophet", Bering had a certain amount of buffer time to deal with the possible betrayal of Starscream.

In fact, in the future he saw, Starscream was quite content.

So it was rare for him to say a few words: "Some small accidents."

Glancing at the chains on his body, Bering said calmly, "After fighting the oath-breaker, I was also slightly injured."

That's an understatement.

But to a knowledgeable person, it has a special meaning.

At least after Starscream heard these words, he looked at Bering with deep eyes.

"Oh~ That's right~" She stretched her voice, "I never expected that you would be able to kill that guy too. Tsk, that's right, after all, that guy's predictive ability is not as difficult as yours... "

Perhaps in order to gain Bering's trust, Starscream also revealed a little more: "That guy is different from you. His prophecy has never been shown in front of us. And when he prophesied, he also half-hidden it. See It seems very apprehensive... Besides, He often wears an iron mask, and most of the time, we won't let us see His appearance."

"We all think that he has probably suffered some kind of injury, or maybe he is unwilling to reveal his condition to others for the sake of confidentiality," Starscream spread his hands, "I have to say that he does not want to keep a sense of mystery." It's pretty good, and even the pale lady's dog knows almost nothing about him."

Hearing this, Bering nodded slightly: "The price of the prophet."

He said calmly: "There is a price to be paid for using the predictive ability. The consequence of this price is that he has to wear a mask to hide his figure, which is normal."

This sentence inadvertently showed Starscream the difference between Bering and Oathbreaker.

It must be known that the oath-breaker had to wear a mask to cover his appearance in order to avoid the cost of the prophecy, but at this moment, Bering himself used the prophecy several times in front of Starscream, and he still looked like a normal person.

Under this comparison, it should be easy to see who is strong and who is weak.

Therefore, after Bering casually said this sentence, she looked at Bering with more eager eyes.

Bering even felt that if it wasn't for the inappropriate timing right now, Starscream would have rolled up his trouser legs, and then carefully pinched his legs and washed his feet.

Of course, Bering is also bullying Starscream and he doesn't know much about "Prophet".

So far, Starscream only knows that the prophet's ability is to see through the future, but she doesn't know how to see and how far she can see.

This is normal.

No prophet would tell the people around him such crucial knowledge, not even his closest ones.

Therefore, Starscream didn't know that although the price the oath-breaker had to pay was very painful, forcing him to use his abilities cautiously, the future he could see was very far away.

And Bering only had a pathetic less than an hour...

However, although the quality is not as good as the oath-breaker, in terms of quantity, Bering is a complete victory.

It's hard to say which one is better.

One is better at catching big fish with a long line. He started planning hundreds of years ago and left his eyes in the long history. dancing with fingertips;
The other is proficient in small-scale layouts, dividing large events into countless small nodes, and using nearly infinite error correction capabilities to find the most critical steps, and finally reach the perfect ending in the long repetition.

Comparing the two, it's really hard to say who is better and who is more tasteless.

But Starscream didn't know this.

She only knew that Bering seemed to be much more comfortable than the oath-breaker, and not long ago, he seemed to have torn off the half-step "origin" of the oath-breaker with his own hands...

Therefore, it is clear at a glance what her subjective feelings will be.

After thinking about it, Bering suddenly said, "Nostradamus."

He met Starscream's puzzled eyes: "I heard that Nostradamus killed two prophets, so, among those two prophets..."

Before he could finish this sentence, Starscream understood what he meant.

Waving his hands, Starscream said, "Not really."

"It seems that you have a certain understanding of Nostradamus," she said, "but Nostradamus can't kill that guy. In fact, that guy's title of 'prophet' is not known to outsiders .”

Starscream looked at Bering: "Only we know his identity and ability, and human beings know nothing about him, they only know him. Therefore, under such circumstances, naturally there will be no Noza Danmas left a rumor that the 'prophet' was not killed."

Hearing this, Bering was thoughtful.

This surprised him a bit.

Originally he was still tangled, obviously the oath-breaker was also a prophet, and Nostradamus only killed the prophet, why the oath-breaker was not stabbed.

Now it seems that this is caused by the fact that the information on the human side is not detailed enough.

After figuring this out, Bering felt relieved.

I have to say that Nostradamus still made him a little troubled before. After all, once he thought that he was being targeted by someone who had killed two prophets, and maybe even killed a guy like the oath breaker, no matter who he was, he would feel a little flustered.

But now it seems that since Nostradamus can't deal with the oath breaker, he probably won't be able to deal with himself either.

Well, it seems that there is no need to worry too much for the time being.

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Bering's face.

Starscream didn't understand the meaning of this smile, but felt that Bering was probably thinking of something weird again.

After looking up at the sky for a while, Starscream lowered his head again, twitching his face into a smile: "Well, I think it's getting late, why don't we set off first?"

Glancing at Starscream, Bering groaned, and said, "Yes."

"However, before that, you need to do one thing for me," he said.

Of course, Starscream agreed with both hands and feet: "No problem, no problem! What do you want me to do?"

After saying these words, Bering on the opposite side was silent for a moment.

When Starscream became a little confused, he said, "Take off my clothes for me."

Starscream: "?"

She subconsciously took a step back, and at the same time looked at Bering with doubts in her eyes.

It wasn't until she took this step back that she felt something was wrong, she had to stand still, and coughed at the same time: "Ahem..."

Starscream said righteously: "Let me say yes first, although I am basically old, but the core of me is a girl who is less than 15 years old. No matter which country I am in, for this age group It is a crime to shoot, and you will be shot."

"Not to mention that I'm a monster," she opened her eyes wide. "I'm not a human, but a real piece of meat. Don't you humans say that you have to have a correct love partner, at least it must be a person?"

This guy, really is.

Bering couldn't help but rolled his eyes in his heart.

Although he has seen her behave like this in the future, even if he experiences it again, Bering still wants to slap this Starscream, whose mind is full of inexplicable things.

It's a pity that I can't move my hands now, and I have to let the other party come, so I can only ask for help.

Sighing imperceptibly, Bering said angrily, "Where did you think of it?"

He pointed to his clothes: "Help me untie my clothes, then take out a communicator from inside the clothes, and finally fold my coat and put the communicator on it."

"By the way, just leave a word by the way," he said, "the pen is also in my pocket, and the paper is torn off your clothes and used as paper."

Why my clothes? !

Starscream looked at Bering, with such doubts revealed in his expression.

But when she noticed the unquestionable firmness in Bering's eyes, she froze instantly.

After tearing up his own children's clothes, Starscream lay on the ground and wrote crooked handwriting on the cloth ball with a Bering black marker pen stroke by stroke.

After all this was done, she folded the clothes from Bering's body and put a communicator on it at the same time.

"Okay," she turned to look at Bering, "what's next?"

Next...

Bering glanced at his own body, and then at Starscream.

At the same time fell into silence again.

There are quite complicated emotions in this look.

And Starscream didn't realize the meaning of this look at the first time.

When she realized it, she was immediately happy: "Ha, I see, you can't move now!"

She jumped in front of Bering and said with a smirk: "How about this, do you want me to carry you or drag you? Or, do you actually want the princess to hug you more?"

Facing Starscream's ridicule, Bering just looked at her with calm and deep eyes.

I don't know why, under such eyes, Starscream subconsciously felt his scalp tingling.

It's like an adult seeing a colorful tiger in the middle of the road, and the pair of angled eyes are looking directly at him without emotion, which makes people shudder.

"Cough cough," she coughed twice again, "it's just a joke, a joke, a joke."

Holding Bering's collar with one hand, Starscream muttered twice: "Okay, let me see how I can break this damn space..."

"Tsk, Tartarus is really a troublesome place. Even though I have been here once, I still feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, I don't live here, otherwise I would really go crazy..."

"Oh, I found it. I haven't sorted out the inventory for a long time. If you didn't hold me back today, I might not be able to bring this thing... Hey!"

Under Starscream's voice, which was still in the voice-changing period, in the next second, just like the ferryman opened the crack in time and space with his own hands, a crack twisted like a centipede appeared in front of him again.

It's just that this time Bering's eyes looked over, and he could find that it was not the black space where he fell before, but some kind of brighter... brighter place.

Like a continuous mountain range, there are clouds, light, and some strange monsters cruising in the clouds.

This is "Tartaros".

A world created by itself from the wreckage of a heterogeneous species after failing to climb to the top of "Origin"!
Holding Bering's clothes, Starscream directly stepped across the gap, and suddenly passed through this space!
Just after her clothes slipped away from the crack, the opened passage closed again at an astonishing speed.

It didn't take long for the world full of scarlet mud to return to what it was before.

Only Bering's neatly folded clothes lay on the ground, indicating that someone had taken this place not long ago.

Dust blows from a distance, as if trying to cover these things up.

Wait until the sand is almost completely covering everything on the ground.

A pitch-black sickle shadow instantly tore apart the space in front of him, drawing a crack that was several times wider than the one made by Starscream.

After a commotion, a figure came out from the crack.

That is the ferryman who left.

Her tall figure stopped beside Bering's clothes, stopped and looked around.

The black sickle swayed slightly with her movements, rubbing against the ground from time to time, leaving bottomless ravines.

Just by looking at these ferocious ravines, one can guess what the ferryman is like... Thunder is furious!
She bent down and took a strip of cloth from the top of Bering's clothes.

"This is someone else's clothes," the ferryman murmured. "Someone came in and took him away."

This is really annoying.

The ferryman thought blankly.

She turned over the note left by Bering, and only then noticed the words left by Bering.

The handwriting on the note was ugly, but luckily the ferryman didn't have any dyslexia, so even though it was a bit difficult for her to read, she could barely understand it.

What Bering wrote down was also very simple, roughly meaning that although the ferryman was very friendly to him, for some personal reasons, he could not stay with her.

But he can leave his things to the ferryman, just like her ball before, if he is bored, he can stop pinching the ball and tear Bering's clothes.

At the same time, Bering also mentioned that he left a modern device specially for the ferryman.You can play many small games on that thing, and I have left a lot of novels and movies. If necessary, the ferryman can enjoy the entertainment life of modern people.

"That thing will run out of power, and you only need to shake it twice to charge it. Of course, for you, it's probably just a few shakes. I hope you can find the long-lost happiness through this thing. If in the future When I have time, I will bring someone down to see you."

The inscription is "Prophet".

Look at this note.

He glanced at the communicator in his hand again.

The ferryman put the things in his hands into his pockets, and said softly at the same time: "It seems that it is necessary to go out."

"It's so strange, not only the unprecedented stowaway appeared in Tianyuan, but the prohibition of 'not leaving' engraved on my soul seems to have disappeared..."

She said to herself: "It seems that you are more special than I imagined. If this is the case, it is even more impossible for me to let you go."

"After all, wouldn't it be a pity to let him run away without even taking a bite of the meat in his mouth?"

The voice fell.

In the ferryman's dreamlike soliloquy.

A strange color gradually flashed in her originally calm eyes.

(End of this chapter)