The mountain wind is howling.

Sweetened by mist.

There are also black birds that symbolize death, clamoring in the depths of the fog.

The boy and his sister fell, fell, and fell rapidly.

It is said that falling off a cliff or jumping off a building is a very wonderful way to die.

As long as the cliff or tall building is high enough and the time it falls long enough, people can experience two kinds of death at the same time.

First of all, the body fell from a high place, and fell to pieces like a watermelon, making a thunderous thunder.

The second is that the soul leaves the body and falls from the earth to hell.

hell.

Endless darkness, great horror.

The flames in the dark, the boiling oil pan above the flames, the oil pan was suffering from torment, and was blown out of blood bubbles, and a sinner like a toad.

Gus saw all kinds of illusions of hell in a trance.

The person who danced and floated up and down in the oil pan, like a toad being scorched, was the classmate "Qin Yi" who was "her own hands" sent to the stolen rack.

No, it is not Qin Yi, not a specific person, but composed of the souls of countless fallen people who do not believe in fist gods. It is countless fallen souls who are receiving eternal torture in hell at the same time.

This also includes dad.

Dad's face suddenly emerged from the oil pan.

Dad supported the edge of the oil pan with both hands.

Because the skin is blooming and the bones are fried, my father's lips, eyes, nose, ears and fingers are broken one by one and fall down.

"run."

The father who was fried crispy screamed at Gus and Gray, "Run, run, run!"

"Bang!"

Gus woke up suddenly.

The soul was smashed back into the body.

Then there was a pain like a broken bone, bombing the whole body.

He was in pain and vomited blood from his mouth. He even felt that what he vomited was not blood, but the mucus melted from his internal organs.

But he wasn't dead yet, Gus was sure of this.

Because of the biting mountain wind and cold mountain rain, it still stimulated the 36,000 pores around him, and the sharp blade as thin as a cicada's wings were tortured by cutting him into pieces.

Gus struggled to get up and felt dizzy.

He supported the ground with both hands and let out a "wow" sound, spitting bloody bile.

Finally a little more awake.

Can barely gather your spirit and observe the surrounding environment.

Judging from the screams above and the torches, the height of their fall was lower than expected.

The cliff above did not fall straight into the abyss, but there was a wide platform more than ten meters away from the cliff. There were still trees with Yaya forks on the platform, but they were blocked by the fog just now and could not be seen clearly.

Gus and Grey fell to this platform and were blocked by trees. In fact, they only fell for more than ten meters and fell half dead.

"sister!"

Gus pounced on his sister and hugged Grey in his arms. He found that his sister was soft and as if she had no bones, and her breathing and heartbeat were extremely weak.

The power of the priest of the Fist Temple should have such power.

This is also the last bit of kindness that Lei Lie, the uncle who is the niece, hopes to knock Grey down the cliff with one punch and die so that he will not be tied back to the Fist Temple by being tied back to the boxing temple in full view of everyone.

It's a pity-

Fate made a big joke with them.

This prominent rock not only prevented them from hindering them, but could not make them die quickly.

Moreover, this rock stretches all the way, connected to the cliff above. In other words, the people above can easily reach here and catch them like pigs.

At this time, a strong wind blew, blowing away the fog slightly.

Gus heard a scream from above the cliff.

Apparently someone found their hiding place.

The torch began to look for the lower foot, and took a long circle, gradually approaching them.

Now, even Lei Lie can no longer use public service to private affairs and find excuses to knock them off the cliff. He can only find a way to capture them alive and give them the most humiliating and painful way of death.

Gus hugged his sister, and his whole face swelled, twisted, and raised, like a hideous mask.

He saw his sister's lips tremble.

Listening with his ear, the sister said weakly: "Give it down, throw me down."

Gus looked at the abyss at the end of the platform. There should be no second platform below. Could this be their final outcome?

Gus wants to laugh.

He laughed wildly, making all the veins bleed, and the laughter was so bright that his veins burst, and he was so angry that he could not hold back.

Why, this is the ending between him and his sister?

Why, the Fist God doesn’t tell the world that there is really “power of machinery and steam” in the world?

Why, their lives and even the entire world have to be rotated around the word "fist"?

Why, let alone practice, even studying the "power of machinery and steam" has become a taboo?

strength.

Gus has never been so eager for power. He longs for having enough power to reach the end of this world and find the truth hidden behind all "why".

The torch is getting closer.

The arresters had found the way down, just like a fire dragon with its teeth and claws, opening its bloody mouth.

There is no hope.

It's impossible.

it's all over.

He, a weak person born weak, cursed by the Fist God, and a fallen person infected with evil powers, will never know the truth.

It's really...angry!

Gus heard the chords of his bones clattering, and even heard the sound of his teeth shattering.

Then, there was a polite inquiry: "Are you longing for strength?"

Gus turned around and looked at the demon.

At some point, the demon emerged from the steam balloon again, and opened his dark and deep eyes and looked at him with a smile.

“What conditions?”

Gus heard his voice squeaking like a rusty door shaft.

But just turn it and spit out the first word, and it will be easier to do afterwards.

"Soul, your soul."

Lu Qingchen was slow and repeated the joke just now.

That's no joke.

Gus' pupils suddenly contracted, and he thought about it for a long time, or for a moment.

"My soul is really useful to you?"

He asked the demon seriously.

"Don't get me wrong. You are nothing special. It doesn't matter if I change any one. It's just that everyone is so destined to be so destined to do more."

Lu Qingchen smiled and said, "Didn't I promise to realize your three wishes? In this way, I can let you keep your soul temporarily and wait until all three wishes are satisfied before harvesting. Is this finally enough discount?"

Gus tilted his head and thought for a while, saying, "Can any wish be satisfied?"

"Theoretically, yes, including being the strongest person in this world, but I don't want to lie to you. If you really make such a wish, then I can make you the strongest person in the world in this second, and you will be killed by the Fist God in the next second."

Lu Qingchen said, "So, let's take a little leisurely, step by step, and achieve a small goal first...such as killing all the pursuers and taking your sister out."

"Then, then my first wish is to escape with my sister."

Gus hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth, "I don't want to kill them if they don't stop me."

"No problem, demon Lu Qingchen, please wait for your instructions at any time. As for whether to kill or not, you can do whatever you want."

Lu Qingchen said, collecting all the crossbow arrows and other weapons that fell down with the two siblings.

I muttered something, steam was released from my fingertips, and white mist covered all the weapons.

A harsh metal twist, and after the sound of squeezing and collision ended, the white mist dissipated, and all weapons changed shapes, becoming silvery and lingering with electric arcs, full of incredible structures and light.

Gus was stunned, feeling his eyes were blinded.

"What is this?" he pointed at the weapons all over the ground and stuttered.

"This is the orbital commando-type equipment of the Starry Federation, and the powerful anti-equipment assault rifle 'Thunder-3'."

The devil smiled and introduced, "This is a triple-mounted heavy Vulcan cannon specially made by the elite special forces of the Real Human Empire, the Black Tide Legion. It was originally only a super strong man weighing more than 200 kilograms and a height of more than two meters could control it. But here, I modified the parameters and lowered the weight and recoil, and you have no problem.

"And this is the shoulder-mounted miniature rocket launch nest of the Covenant League, the 'Divine Punishment-7', like the Holy League, it is precise and cold, and it is the best killing machine.
Chapter completed!