Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Chapter 95 God’s Grace (29)

This wooden door was very ordinary. It was made of a relatively regular wooden board that was tightly nailed to the wall. Xia Lingge held up a torch and took a closer look. She found that the nails were very strong and solid, and they were completely airtight. But what surprised her the most What's interesting is that this underground tunnel is all about extending in all directions. There are no doors in each cellar. Why is this place so different?

She unconsciously reached out her hand.

"warrior."

A low and hoarse voice sounded. Xia Lingge paused and looked to the side. Altai also held the torch high and looked at her with a calm expression and a slight smile: "What are you doing here? ?”

Xia Lingge didn't feel embarrassed at all about being caught. She pointed her fingertips at the wooden door and said, "Walking around, I found a door. I'm curious."

"It's just an ordinary grocery room, nothing to be curious about." Altai came to Xia Lingge's side, "But if the warrior wants to see it, there is no reason to be secretive."

As the wooden door opened, a strong rotten smell hit his face. Xia Lingge was so drunk that he unconsciously took two steps back. He raised his hand and waved it, holding a torch to shine inside. It turned out to be just some messy debris. things.

"How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I?" Altai raised an eyebrow at her.

Xia Lingge looked away.

"I understand the warrior's concerns." Altai continued, "No matter who you are, you will think twice about taking risks with unfamiliar partners. To be honest, I have some concerns about cooperating with you."

Xia Lingge said: "Then why choose us?"

"To overthrow the rule of God."

Altai's hand holding the torch tightened even more. He turned to look at Xia Lingge with a certain determination on his face: "So, please give me a chance to show your highest sincerity."

……

Xia Lingge followed Altai to the corridor next to her.

"Actually, our ancestors have lived here for a long time." Altai said as he walked. "Since I can remember, I have been living in this dark underground. The only time I can see the sun is to crawl out of the ground to work for the temple."

"I didn't think there was anything wrong at that time, because everyone was like this, even my father and grandfather. We all lived like dirty rats. But until one day... came from the temple It was the first time I was allowed to enter the temple to worship the statue of God. It was also the first time I learned that people can wear silky and soft cotton, eat soft and delicious bread, and drink sweet and delicious wine. "

"The anger of being treated unfairly was like a small seed planted in my heart. It wasn't until my mother was beaten to death by the temple people that this anger completely exploded!"

Why are they inferior?

Little Altai didn't understand, but he understood that the beginning of all these misfortunes was the god who did not treat humans as humans.

"We have arrived."

Altai stopped.

This large grotto is ten feet long. Countless torches are inserted into various gaps in the wall. From high to low, the entire grotto is illuminated like daylight. The men with their upper bodies exposed are holding hammers in their hands and climbing the wall continuously. The small cart that was being transported back and forth was carrying the stones as they were banging something, and Xia Lingge was surprised to find that the stones were actually yellow.

"sulfur?"

She recalled Altai's words about setting fire to the idols, "Is this sulfur you are mining?"

"As expected of a warrior, he is indeed well-informed." Altai looked at her with praise, "Yes, these are sulfur, and we are going to use this sulfur to complete the plan to destroy the gods."

The stacked sulfur blocks were as high as a mountain. Xia Lingge looked at them and suddenly turned his head and asked Altai: "What kind of plan is this? Have you made it a long time ago?" "Yes."

Altai was also unambiguous and answered simply and neatly: "To be honest with you warriors, we have actually been preparing this god-destroying plan for more than two years. Even if we had not met you, we would have started our actions on the Festival of Prayer to Gods in three days."

"But maybe there is some kind of arrangement for me to meet you. You may feel that you are being calculated and used. But warrior, I can swear on my life that everything I do is to fight for what we deserve." If you are still angry because you were deceived, you can withdraw at any time, but I hope you will not tell our plan and let the results of our unremitting efforts be in vain, please."

Altai clenched his right hand into a fist and hit his chest twice, then lowered his head.

Xia Lingge looked at him and said, "I'm not angry."

Altai raised his head in surprise: "Seriously?"

Xia Lingge nodded.

"With such a big heart, you are a well-deserved warrior." Altai's eyes were filled with admiration. "I'll leave it to you for the God Festival in three days."

Xia Lingge said softly "Hmm" with an unclear expression.

The sound of mining in the grotto was still ringing incessantly. Altai looked at the girl's leaving figure, and his gentle eyes suddenly turned gloomy.

"You are too careless."

Two people stood behind me at some point. Altai did not look back. He just raised his hand and looked at the sharp stone he was holding: "Let outsiders leave marks on our territory and find it there... Fortunately, the transfer was relatively quick. If we were She discovered that we could all die."

"Sorry, Altai."

The two people who were bowing their heads in confession were the two people whose voices were heard by Xia Lingge. They looked at Altai with some anxiety: "Then will she find out? If she finds out and tells the temple, will we be arrested? Caught and burned alive?"

"It's like burning a demon."

The panic was evident on their faces as they said the last words.

"All right!"

Altai frowned and interrupted them sharply, clenched the sharp stones in his hand, and suddenly said: "Bury them all."

"What, what?!"

The two people didn't seem to understand Altai's words, "Ah, Altai, do you know what you are talking about? They are all..."

"That's why we let them get rid of the pain as soon as possible." Altai said softly, "Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that even if you live towards death, you cannot change the humble fate of an ant."

"The plan to destroy the gods must not fail, not only for us, but also for our descendants. If we have to, we must tolerate death in a small area. I believe they will understand."

The two men looked at each other and lowered their heads in silence.Altai squeezed the pebbles in his palms, with indescribable sadness on his brows, "If possible, I don't want to..."

They stood in silence, and no one noticed the figure who should have left, standing quietly outside the grotto.

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