"The power of the old days." His eyes whispered in a whispered "future" of the corroded metal frame with a slightly fire-blue fire.

"What did you say?" "Feng Mine" looked at the "future" in confusion, trying to prove that he had just heard the wrong message under the cover of the sound of the battle.

But the supplement of Greb on the opposite side made the "wind mine" feel a headache:

"Of course. You who can also borrow the power of the old gods will probably not be unfamiliar with it. But now, the use of power without sacrifice is an abduction. Look at you, you were as powerful as me, and could borrow their greatness at will, but now you can't even smell the wonderful smell of "darkness" and "old days".

"Indeed." "Future" admitted generously, turning around and staring at Greb.

His light black pupils revealed the calm like the waters of Lake Bell, and the breeze brought about by the surging force of the old days made his brown hair sway, but it was never messy.

"Greb, you and I should know the rules set by the 'Old Gods'. Indeed, they are not as capable of setting the 'reasons' that absolutely obey and cannot resist as the Creator, but violating their rules will often be punished the fastest." The "future" said seriously.

"Why? I admit it so readily? That's right. Speaking of 'Feng Mine', you should learn from your little brother, recognize the situation, and surrender in time, so as not to suffer pain and be insulted." Greb said with a proud look on his face.

But soon, the smile on his face solidified like wax and he could no longer laugh.

"You are wrong, Greb, we have no intention of surrendering." "The Future" said:

"I just want to remind you that the rules set by the old gods are fair to anyone. I am indeed overdrawing the magic source power underground in the Administrative Center Building, and I have violated the rule of "using the old power when it is not on the verge of death". I have violated the rules and have been considered a transgression by them, so I have been temporarily weak and cannot use any magic and extraordinary power.

"But don't forget, the same is true of your current behavior. How is that rule determined?" "The Future" pretended to hold his chin and thought:

"By the way, it means that you must die after use. The soul is sent into the vast deep sea west of the legendary endless ice ocean, becoming an equally terrible old monster, serving them forever. If you are lucky, it is nothing more than a twisted face, a little more eyeball, and a palm becomes tentacle. If you are unlucky, you will have more than a basic body such as fish, shrimp, seahorse, squid, and octopus.

"Since you are so skillful in using their power, you must be pious enough. Maybe you have the opportunity to serve Dipser, or even Cthulhu. But as far as I know, after the battle of the 'Old Two Gods', Cthulhu and Dipser were completely buried and sleeping under the abandoned temple. If you are lucky, you can find their broken bodies and splice them onto yourself."

"You are blasphemy!" Greb said angrily, and as the vocal cords vibrated, the voice became ethereal again.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, it's not me who borrows their power now, but you, Greb Dachris. Any blasphemy god will only count on you, the user of this power. From the perspective of the god, it is your behavior that has caused trouble." "The Future" sarcastically said.

"Ah!" Greb roared, and violently contracted his tongue-shaped tentacles backwards, and was about to launch an attack.

But the "future" is still not too fast, so he made a "stop" gesture and reminded him in a mocking tone:

"Stop using old power. You may not notice the first attack on the old god. If it is the second time, your consequences will only be worse than mine. You must know that my brother "Feng Mining" and I were threatened by 'relatively fatal' that time, and they only temporarily limited my power to replenish.

"But in general, even if the recovery speed of strength is normal, I will have to recover at least three months if I overdraw it. 'Matter will not appear out of thin air, nor will it disappear out of thin air.' The laws of physics from the Federal Republic of Putoya are also applicable to mysticism.

"Greb, this time you are the active, attacking, and plundering side. The old gods usually don't like to intervene in the human world openly. They always like to find hidden media and secretly manipulate the spiritual realm to affect the actual effect."

"So what?" Greb said angrily.

"Any 'dark' and 'old days' put on the table will be severely sanctioned and countered. 'light' and 'dark' are in a dynamic balance. Once the overflowing power attracts the attention of the sleeping Creator, then the adjustment of 'reason' will come." "The Future" explains:

"The philosophers of the Sunnese Empire like to discuss the issues of 'thinking' and 'existence', but when they come to the Creator, He is both the total controller of the supreme cosmic thinking and the high-dimensional law that all 'laws' point together.

"In fact, I can't use the old power to deal with me, who are basically worthless and the 'Feng Mining'. Any few human armed personnel can kidnap us away. Perhaps, if you just fire a bullet and pierce my chest, I will be able to escape from this painful eve of eternity forever. Greb, to be fair, are you willing to live in this painful, dirty, and hopeless era?"

The "future"'s repeated verbal questions were stunned by Greb's brief question, which made him stand almost dull and think about meaningless philosophical and life topics.

After all, he was more familiar with the "future" in terms of the old gods.

In fact, in the past two years, when he was in the north, that is, the area near the "Demon Annihilation City", he had already understood the basic information about the Chaos Group.

The "wind mines" that have been mingled with mankind all year round, especially the Federal Council, are sometimes not energetic and difficult to take into account comprehensiveness. But in fact, when you see the black shadow in the "future", you will know that Greb is hidden behind you at first sight.

However, it is difficult to distinguish between "enemy" and "collaborators" in the ice field, and the situation is changing. When the purpose is unknown, the "future" is accustomed to not revealing any useful information first.

Moreover, in addition to overdrawing the magic power and restricting the old power, he did not tell Greb one thing, that is, the "alien unintentional person" and "melting body" he had worked hard to create was indeed completely dead. On the second day after he was struggling to escape along the abandoned highway, he could no longer establish any thinking connection with the "melting body".

After all, this well-educated, strong beast splicing body will immediately fall apart as long as it loses the "future" thinking control. Usually, the "future" mental power is quite active, enough to operate the two bodies of a lost person and a "different person without any mistakes, without any mistakes.

But now, the death of the "Mergy Body" has completely traumatized his mental power, making it difficult for him to recover his absolute concentration and control in a short period of time. Perhaps he can still operate one or two "unintentional people" to undertake limited reconnaissance tasks, but as long as they are fatally attacked, they will immediately lose contact.

In other words, compared with normal human teenagers, the "future" today is not only slightly stronger in physical fitness, slightly better environmental adaptability, and not infected, even fighting alone will fall quickly under a series of boxing and it is difficult to get up.

Seeing Greb covering his head, wailing and struggling in pain for a long time, the corner of his mouth, "Future" outlined a smile that was extremely inconsistent with his appearance but was extremely incompatible with his surroundings.

He understood that when the old power surged, if he could not stare at the only goal and completely gave up the rest of his thoughts, he would fall into extreme internal friction in the pain guided by darkness, unable to extricate himself, and thus mentally collapsed.

Old power will greatly reduce the user's IQ, concentration and mental control, and increase the degree of pollution and erosion. If you cannot stare at a target like a beast and put your strength to the extreme, and try to think about problems in dangerous situations, you will fall into a state of doom.

Moreover, the investigation of the "Chaos Group" made "Future" understand Greb very well. This lost leader, who is also young, is very fragile and has been detained and tortured by a federal stronghold for ten years, becoming irritable.

Deliberately provoke, guide thinking, and use the characteristics of old power to achieve the effect of "the future" to defeat others without fighting.

Now, he only used one word to tell his opponent to defeat without fighting and usher in the fate of failure.

Seeing that Greb's eyes were filled with terrifying blood, his hands kept buckled his cheeks, revealing a thick red mark. The tentacles were still dancing in a mess. "Future" whispered to "Feng Mine":

"Brother, you can do it. He is now on the verge of complete collapse. But you only have one chance to attack and need to end the battle with one blow. By the way, do you know the weakness of our lost people?"

"Of course." "Feng Mine" looked at "The Future" meaningfully and said:

"I didn't expect that there would be a fighting style like you."

"This is the culture of Khitan Ris, 'a defeated the enemy without fighting'." "The Future" replied with a smile.

The "wind mine" that seized the opportunity was not wasted. He quickly surged the magic source power of the strong wind in his body, gathered between his hands, forming balls of light that were floating like elfs.

As the spell in his mouth started, the wind around turned red, and all the light balls became sharp like blades.

"Red Wind Leaves." "Feng Mine" recites their names.

In an instant, countless arrows shot out by powerful crossbows that were commonly equipped among the Second Era army rushed towards Greb's heart.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Puff! Puff!

The power in an instant only made a dull sound of a weapon piercing into the body, but countless light green magic powers belonging to the strong wind were blocked by a transparent wall and exploded on the spot.

boom!

The bright flames rose up with a small mushroom cloud. When the smoke dissipated, the "Feng Mine" did not stop and observe with the naked eye. Instead, it took out the pistol at its waist and "bumped" to break the tongue-shaped tentacles of two black spheres that had just emitted the power of the past.

The gurgling blood overflowed with a sticky dark white liquid. Perhaps the pain had exceeded the threshold. Greb stood there for about half a minute, and then slowly retracted into his body as his tongue-shaped tentacles slowly retreated into his body. He lay on his back on the ground.

But at the same time, a bullet hit the arm of the gun-held "Feng Mine", forcing him to throw away his weapon.

Just as they were surprised, more than a dozen teenagers holding various rifles and wearing dirty, torn and thick cotton coats, surrounded the two of them.

The young man in the lead had blonde hair and slightly blue eyes emitting mechanical brilliance. A Cruzder blue cat was standing on his shoulders.
Chapter completed!