Chapter 3503: The Enemy of Iron Fist (Seventy) Contradiction (1/2)

Lu Qingchen hasn't come out to harass him uncharacteristically these days.

The steam ball on which the devil was dormant seemed to run out of energy and turned into a cold dead lump, always lying obediently in the back basket.

This gave Gus a hint of luck, thinking that Lu Qingchen had been suppressed by the boxing champion, or found another way, and disappeared forever.

If this is the case, Gus doesn't have to worry about whether to betray, and avoid the dilemma, the distress of war between heaven and man.

But this also means that Gus has lost the value of being used by the gods and demons, and there is no hope of escaping this illusory world that is constantly collapsing.

Thinking of this, Gus fell into despair again, often involuntarily taking out the steam ball and rubbing it, even whispering, hoping for a response from the devil.

What should come is always coming.

On the seventh day when the main force of the Iron Fist Army and the Steam Army began to fight.

As the war continues to heat up, it stands to reason that there should be more and more wounded soldiers.

But between the front and the rear, the stable supply line has been cut off, and there are not so many old and weak women and children to transport and take care of the wounded soldiers. Instead, the wounded soldiers transported back to the rear have been reduced by more than half.

With the death of a large number of wounded soldiers, Gus's livelihood also eased a lot.

The wounded barracks seemed to have become a dead grave. The old and weak women and children huddled in it looked like lonely ghosts. The plague would break out at any time. The strong and healthy soldiers were reluctant to approach here and gave Gus great activity. convenient.

The devil finally got out.

There was still a faint black mist covering the three to five meters of Gus's whole body, creating an independent space.

”It's almost time.”

Lu Qingchen smiled and looked at Gus, ”The main forces of the Steam Army and the Iron Fist Army have been entangled tightly. Both sides have more than 100,000 elite fighters for the rest of their lives. The distance between the core of each other's battle formation is not more than ten miles. Several night attacks, the temptation is about to end, and the decisive battle is about to start.

”Now, as long as we rush to the fiercest battlefield, it is extremely possible to find the fatal flaw in this world, and follow this loophole to invade the deepest part of the boxing champion's soul and completely swallow him!”

Gus looked at the devil's triumphant appearance, uneasy in his heart.

One half is guilty, and the other half is also a little sad.

Seeing how the devil was holding the winning ticket, he must have never imagined that all his calculations were in the calculation of the boxing king. He had fallen into a trap, and he was only one step away from the bottom of the cauldron.

However, for the data humans living in the virtual world, Boxing King and Lu Qingchen, who is the true **** and who is the devil, who should they help?

”Most of the elite of the Steam Army have all gone to the front. The defense here is not strict, and they will never expect that you, the honest-looking ”Holy Son”, will act boldly and act on your own.”

Lu Qingchen was still talking about his ”sure-proof” plan, ”Bring your sister, and perhaps Anderson and their Northern Steam Army-this small army now admires you to the extreme, and it must be obedient and obedient. Instructed, we ran out secretly, before dawn, we should be able to rush to the most chaotic battlefield, and then, everything is left to me.”

”I……”

Gus was absent-minded, hesitant to speak.