Chapter 3502: The Enemy of Iron Fist (Sixty-Nine) Wounded Soldier (2/2)

Everyone still believes in the identity of his ”Holy Son”, and there are even rumors that if you die under Gus's prayer, your soul will be able to rise up with the steam and go to the real heaven.

As a result, there are more wounded who need Gus. Many of the wounded who are seriously injured and fall into dying frenzy can hardly wait to hope that they can die under Gus's prayers.

There are also those elderly, weak, women and children who take care of the wounded. There are no full-time doctors and nurses in the battlefield hospitals of Boxing World. The people who take care of the wounded are nothing but civilians who have been affected and displaced by the war.

Many children’s parents are fanatics of the Steam Cult. They may have turned into a puddle of mud under the enemy’s iron fist bombardment in the intrepid charge.

Such children have all become Gus's diehards, and they worship him fanatically, like little tails that can't be thrown off, following Gus day and night.

Gus also heard the stories of countless fans of machinery and steam from the wounded and enthusiastic little admirers.

In fact, it's nothing unusual.

It's nothing more than how the Fist Temple forced people to survive, and severely cracked down on various inventions related to machinery and steam. In the end, officials forced the people instead.

But these have happened countless times, and there will be countless stories in the future. They are spoken from the mouths that spurt blood, from the innocent eyes, and they tremble with twists and shapes. The handwriting of Gus gave Gus a particularly strong shock.

This is a deformed world.

Gus had never realized this so deeply before he watched hundreds of people, in a brutal and **** form, tragically dying in front of him.

Hundred-legged insects are dead but not stiff. Even if the Steam Army really wins this so-called ”strategic decisive battle”, it does not mean that the Iron Fist Army is completely annihilated and the rule of the Fist Temple has completely collapsed.

The Steam Army at most consolidates the rule of the South, and then the world of Fist God will enter a state of confrontation between the North and the South.

In the next 100 years or even thousands of years, the fierce battle of countless dead bodies and blood flowing will continue, turning this world into a **** of Shura.

Even if machinery and steam teaching completely defeated the Temple of Fist and brought the entire world into the steam age, Gus already knew that steam civilization is still not the highest form of civilization. One day, new powers will rise again, and they will be ruined. , Sweep the power of steam into the garbage dump of history.

And in this process, how many innocent people will die tragically?

Gus didn't know.

He was entangled.

Holding the hands of the wounded soldiers who are gradually cooling down-many wounded soldiers are not much older than him, their green faces are particularly pale against the red blood, listening to them whisper the names of father, mother and beloved girl , Gus really, there is really no way not to treat them as living, flesh and blood people.

However, if Gus watched the world of Fist God fall into a century or even a thousand-year **** battle, turning these living people like him into a meaningless number of casualties in Shura Hell, he, he would never accept .

”If there is really a perfect paradise that can transfer everyone into it and live a carefree, forgetful life, wouldn't it be good?”

In the dead of night, when he was wearily curled up on the corner of the bed and took a nap, this ghostly thought would come to mind uncontrollably.