I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 442 Prime Minister Turtle

Every time the water man killed the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, he wanted to turn into a stream of water and hide again.

However, every time it tried to hide, it would be pulled back into the battle by the newly emerged shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Its body, which had originally turned into a stream of water, would solidify again and it would uncontrollably attack the arrogant shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Although the ground was full of the corpses of their companions, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals were not afraid at all. They still raised their weapons and rushed towards the water people aggressively.

Under such human wave tactics, the water people were also tortured terribly.

At this time, a shrimp soldier was standing on the second floor holding a machine gun and shooting at the water people.

The water man was almost blown away by the pouring bullets.

Such a scene left Mo Ling completely stunned.

"You little idiot soldier, you can actually use a machine gun?"

"Keep up with the times. They will use something else."

Sure enough, just as the young man said, after a while, after the machine gun shrimp soldier was defeated, a crab general carrying a cannon came out from the side and fired directly at the water man.

The water man was instantly knocked to the ground, his body twisted.

Because the crab general was too close, he was also blown away by the aftermath of the artillery fire and fell backwards unconscious.

"The fisherman should be here soon."

The young man looked at the street below. After a while, a strange big turtle crawled out and pushed the twisted water man and crab onto its shell.

"Is this Prime Minister Turtle?"

Mo Ling looked at the turtle. Apart from its scary size, it looked like an ordinary big turtle. It really didn't have the demeanor of a "prime minister".

Instead, the young man looked at the turtle below with an excited expression.

"Prime Minister Turtle, I haven't seen you for a long time."

“Isn’t that just a big turtle?”

"That's right." The young man nodded: "That's a turtle."

His answer was somewhat unexpected.

"Prime Minister Turtle is a relic phenomenon, not a specific object or creature..."

Before he finished speaking, the situation below changed again.

The water man on the turtle shell gradually stabilized. Although the artillery attack could make it unable to move temporarily, it could not hurt it at all.

As soon as it recovered, it summoned the water flow, turned it into a spear, and pierced into the back shell of the Turtle Prime Minister.

"what!"

Following a strange scream that did not belong to turtles, the air suddenly froze, and a terrifying gaze suddenly looked down at Oasis City from the sky, began to scan the city, and finally stared at the water man holding the spear.

The big turtle struggled in pain, blood flowed out from the hole in its back shell, and spread to the ground along the water flow. Its limbs twitched uncontrollably and its whole body fell to the ground.

Looking at this cruel scene, the young man sighed and continued to explain:
"Prime Minister Turtle will attach itself to any turtle on Earth. Whenever this turtle is destroyed, this phenomenon will attach itself to another turtle. There is only one turtle. This turtle's life will not be affected in any way, and it will not have any special abilities. It is completely normal."

"But once this turtle is attacked, it will call upon the Dragon King."

The young man raised his head and looked at the sky.

"The real Dragon King."

As if in response to his words, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

Boom!

Along with this muffled thunder, the dark clouds that were about to disperse began to gather again.

Seeing this, the water man wanted to turn into water vapor again and hide in the dark clouds, but a powerful pressure suddenly descended upon him and suppressed him.

The pressure reached the young man, but he was not affected at all. Instead, he slowly opened the umbrella and raised it above his head. "It's going to rain."

Clap!

A loud thunder pierced the clouds, completely releasing the suppression of the pseudo-Dragon King statue, and some warm raindrops fell again.

This time, the rain was strangely moist and warm. The young man reached out his hand to catch some, then squeezed it with his fingers. Unexpectedly, the rain was as thick as blood.

He raised his head and saw the swaying black shadow in the clouds through the edge of the umbrella.

A low roar echoed in the clouds, and from time to time a blurry scale flashed through the dark clouds.

The Dragon King did not show his body, but his majesty had already made the water man unable to move.

After struggling several times, the water man could no longer support his body and knelt heavily on the turtle shell.

The turtle's blood slowly flowed out along with the raindrops, and the water man drooped his body and knelt weakly.

At this moment, God has no dignity at all.

Another shrimp soldier appeared in the distance, holding a sledgehammer, and rushed under the turtle shell. After seeing that the water man was unable to resist, the shrimp soldier shook his head with joy and cheered at the clouds.

"It's over." The young man said calmly, holding the umbrella.

"help me……"

Suddenly, a faint voice came into Olive.

"Did you hear it?"

"I heard it. It was its voice," the elf said affirmatively.

"Wish...wish..." the voice muttered, as if it wanted to say something.

In order to hear the sound clearly, Olive slowly flew out of the rooftop and flew downwards.

Finally, after arriving above the tortoise shell, Mo Ling and the elf finally heard clearly what the voice was saying:
"Help me, I haven't fulfilled my wish yet."

"What wish do you want to fulfill?" Mo Ling asked doubtfully, "Flood the world?"

"My wish... I don't have a wish." The voice suddenly became discouraged, and the god's head lowered again: "I can't fulfill my wish."

But it suddenly struggled a few times and raised its head.

"The Slothful, the Merry-Go-Round, and One..."

It suddenly turned its head and stared at the elf through the olives.

"You won't find your wish." There was both regret and a hint of sarcasm in its tone.

"Why?" the elf asked puzzledly.

"Because we can grant wishes, if we have wishes, we can fulfill our wishes..."

"If the wish is to become a god, then we can become a god. If the wish is for the world to be destroyed, then the world will be destroyed... This is impossible. Therefore, we don't have any wishes. We are - wishless people."

God's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the elf's heart.

"So, I will never find my wish?" it asked in a daze.

"Yes, we will never find it. We can't have it."

The god knelt on the tortoise shell and said in great despair:

"We can fulfill the wishes of all living things, create powerful relics, make all dreams come true, and even create gods! But we are always confused and terrified all day long. We don't know where to go, and we aimlessly search for a future that does not exist..."

"There's no way, there's no way... This is a curse."

“That’s also a price.”

(End of this chapter)