Almost the instant Lamont stood up, all players felt a massive pressure rushing over them,
A gale inexplicably ford beneath his feet, blowing away the thick layer of dust on the ground,
The eternally burning candles flickered unsteadily, the stone tiles humd and trembled, the entire sacrificial field seed to shake with his anger.
Hoenheim showed a solemn expression, Ding Zhensi looked incredulous,
Apparently, this companion of Lamont's had perished long ago, and he himself had lived in a barren environnt with little food, drink, and no companionship, for fifty years,
Continuously tortured by the absorbing magic environnt,
His physical condition was probably weakened to the extre.
Under such circumstances, he could still maintain such a presence,
It's hard to imagine how strong he would be at full strength.
David and the others looked serious, only Amber showed an excited expression on her face.
Even from a distance, she could sense the fierce fighting spirit underneath Lamont's armor.
The grand and holy yet dead silent sacrificial field,
The sword burning with flas,
The lonely, aging warrior in decline,
If it were a different setting, she might have already rushed up to start cutting, sublimating all hostility and anger between them in the reckless clash of blades.
"Wait a minute,"
Facing the pressure, Li Ang quickly raised his hand, saying, "When we entered the underground palace, Ken had already lost all sanity, becoming a monster sitting atop a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses.
I suppose even you wouldn't want to see your brother beco like that, right?"
The red-armored Lamont seed not to hear Li Ang's words, he walked slowly, step by step,
With each step, leaving a clear footprint on the sturdy stone tiles.
The pressure coming towards them grew heavier, Li Ang's expression sank, seizing Solomon and Therese's bodies from the hands of the Kui Ox cha, he sternly exclaid, "Don't co over here!
If you co any closer, I'll destroy your companion's body!"
???!
Li Ang's companions beside him turned their gazes with shock in their eyes.
Lamont's steps abruptly halted, landing on the ground, not moving forward.
"Hmph hmph hmph heh heh heh,"
A sinister laugh emitted from beneath the dragon head mask, Li Ang laughing sinisterly in the kind of tone often seen in literary works for insidious villains, "You care a lot about your companions, don't you,
Hm?
Everyone has gone through countless hardships together, forged nurous legendary stories, being the most important family to each other.
I believe you wouldn't want to see your companion's remains being destroyed impulsively."
???
Except for Liu Wu Dai, the other players' gazes beca stranger.
Brother, why does your tone sound so much like a villain resisting at the end of their life?
To use the body of a comrade as a threat, that's certainly unique.
Li Ang did not care about the players' colorful expressions, seemingly enhancing the persuasiveness of his words, he flipped his palm, taking out two giant steel saws from the sodium ring,
Hovering above Solomon and Therese's heads, hanging precariously.
"You!"
Lamont seed shocked by Li Ang's shalessness, clutching his sword and said in a hoarse, hushed tone, "What do you want?"
"I'm just trying to get you to calm down."
Li Ang put away the sinister tone, returned the steel saw to the sodium ring, and said lightly, "We are not like other heroes, we don't care about fa or changing the world.
We just want to go ho."
"Go ho?"
Lamont lowered his head slightly, "You are foreigners fallen from a different world, aren't you.
Heh, ho,
There is no ho anymore..."
Li Ang keenly captured the lancholy in Lamont's tone a raised brow and asked, "What do you an?"
Lamont did not directly answer Li Ang's question, he raised his head, hoarsely said, "You've read Therese's diary, haven't you."
"Read part of it,"
Li Ang responded, "The first part of the diary records Therese's experiences as a nun,
But after she triggered the apocalypse again and had hallucinations about the goddess, the diary beca vague and unclear,
Especially the latter half, there are nurous omissions and deliberate damage.
From the traces of damage, it seems she destroyed it herself."
"..."
Lamont paused montarily, then in a hoarse voice said, "At first, none of us knew what Therese saw in her hallucinations, she never wanted to tell us.
Until later, we broke through all the underground palaces for the first ti, achieving a feat never accomplished in history,
She only told us the truth to persuade Ken to stay at the mountain's foot—
In her hallucination, our world is not a complete independent world, it's just a box."
Li Ang furrowed his brows, "A box?"
"I don't know if you've ever raised pets. In my hotown, the ants there are larger in size, gentle in temperant, and have relatively long lifespans, hence they're often kept as pets by children."
Lamont hoarsely spoke, "We would place a group of ants in a box made of spliced glass or stone plates, laying soil, rocks, moss, and deadwood inside,
Introduce water sources, plant fungi.
Ants would live well in that box, they reproduce, establish ant nests, and carefully tend to the fungi as a source of food for the colony.
We would take the largest, strongest soldier ant from the ant colony, make it our unique pet,
Put it in the box to fight against soldier ants raised by other children, sprinkle honey, let them engage in battle.
Due to the soldier ants being well-raised, with sturdy armor and great strength, their battles can be extrely fierce, enduring, and captivating,
The winner of the soldier ant battles would not only receive the defeated ant but also extra rewards—such as popular snacks or toys among children.
This is actually the main reason why we keep ants.
If the child raising the ant colony is particularly ticulous, balancing all elents of survival,
The ant colony in the box can live for ten or even twenty years, passed down to the family's next generation for them to continue raising these intriguing creatures.
This custom has a many-year history in my hotown, resulting in a unique profession—so adults specifically search for suitable ant species to raise, selling strong queens or soldier ants to children of noble or middle-class families."
Lamont seems imrsed in his mories, his tone gradually becoming calm and cold, "If the child's raising ants' family is particularly wealthy and can build a large glass box, then they could observe sothing even more interesting—
That species of ants, through antennae collisions and pheromone exchanges, communicate,
The more ants in the colony, the higher the colony's 'intelligence',
Even, they would beco aware of the existence of the keeper, and develop feelings towards the keeper that could be terd 'worship'."
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