Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

But there is no time to dwell on this issue.

What came upon them next was a violent collision a hundred times more powerful than the one before!

There was no logic to the collisions. They came from bottom to top, from left to right, and from back to front. They made the two men dizzy and could only defend with all their might, unable to advance even a bit.

In the damp and cramped rotten stomach, even the air was filled with sour and rotten smells, burning people and making them feel anxious and short of breath.

Jiang Yuan tightly held the atheism inserted in the wall, breathing heavily and sweating all over, but he did not forget to make jokes when he had time.

"It's not good, Xiaoyu'er. We might be digested into poop."

Yu Du stood behind him and said, "It's okay."

Jiang Yuan was surprised: "Why is it okay? You were so upset in the cold palace just now, why do you suddenly not care about your image now?"

In the dim light, Yu Du silently glanced in the direction of his master and said seriously, "Because I'm not the only daddy."

"hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

This remark hit Jiang Yuan's funny bone and he burst into laughter.

But at this moment, another huge force stirred up stomach acid and he quickly shut up and dodged.

What was uncomfortable was that the subsequent impacts were more severe than the last, making my stomach spin.

Jiang Yuan felt like he was in a meat grinder running at full power.

Even worse than the stirring was the shit-yellow stomach acid that kept surging around the two of them.

In the darkness, deadly acid came wave after wave. Jiang Yuan was like a clown, following the sound to determine the direction, using his spear as a fulcrum, and constantly changing his posture to dodge.

However, just as he turned over, two huge waves, one on the left and one on the right, came directly towards his face!

Oh wow.

My face will be disfigured, he thought.

At this unavoidable moment, Yu Du came running over from somewhere, hugged him, and used his back to help Jiang Yuan block the two waves of acid.

"Little fish!"

"fine."

The long-haired young man protected his master from behind, his heavy breathing hitting Jiang Yuan's ears. He suppressed his emotions and tried his best to speak calmly:

"I'm weird, I can't get hurt."

fart!

Although he couldn't see clearly, Jiang Yuan smelled a strong smell of blood and burnt things!

This stupid fish was not only injured, but also seriously injured!

"You're weird, but I'm the fucking Son of God!"

He couldn't help but curse, then hugged the young man without allowing any questioning.

Sure enough, the sticky blood and flesh soaked his hands. He forcefully moved Yu Du to the other side of the crack, gritted his teeth and said sternly:

"Don't try to be cool by yourself."

His idea was simple. If they were going to live, they would live together. The two of them would stand against the crack together and hug each other, which would help share the damage and prolong their survival time.

...was treated badly.

Yu Du lowered his eyes, a faint blush appeared on his pale cheeks, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he spoke in a dull voice.

"Ah."

But even though the erosion of stomach acid was shared, the continuous impact still continued.

The huge attack caused Jiang Yuan's internal organs to churn, his six organs to be dislocated, his muscles and bones to fall apart, his brain to be buzzing and unable to function, and his skin and flesh to be burned by the stomach acid, causing him to grimace in pain and feel like he was dying of ecstasy.

Looking at this situation, it seems that the players have suddenly exploded and are fighting Tai Sui in a group.

Or maybe Tai Sui slipped while walking and rolled down the stairs. After standing up, he stumbled again and fell down the corridor. He kept falling and falling until he became a cerebral palsy!

Both of these answers are outrageous!

But no matter what is going on, if it keeps rolling like this, they will really turn into two piles of fresh, hot, soft and stinky poop!

The hand was digested into dry bones and lost all feeling.

Jiang Yuan hugged Yu Du tightly, but his consciousness was blurring, he was trapped in chaos, and fell rapidly.

The thing that can be called "I" is shrinking, moving away, disappearing, and disintegrating...

Gradually returning to the void...

none---...

...

Just then---

Sizzle---!

In the endless darkness, a spot of light appeared.

This light was like hope in despair, a mirage in the desert, which was hard to believe.

Is it an illusion?

Jiang Yuan thought confusedly.

But in the next second, five huge, cold, glowing hands came in, grabbed the layers of flesh, and tore them apart violently!

In an instant, a beam of light pierced through the darkness and hit them.

Stomach acid mixed with blood and flesh fell down like a waterfall.

The fresh air rushed in, making Jiang Yuan shudder and wake up instantly.

Bright.

So bright.

He raised his hands and covered his eyes.

Endless light descends, illuminating the heaven and earth with kindness.

The pot-washing hairy god crawled out of the bone house, and was blinded by the radiance of the Holy Spirit. He immediately knelt on the ground and said in a loud and devout voice:

"It's a miracle, God has really come! Long live the Son of God! Long live the Primordial Spirit!"

Jiang Yuan was also confused.

He used his spear to support himself and staggered to his feet.

"Look, little fish."

He was in a trance, smiling strangely and inexplicably, and said, "It is the Father in heaven who has come down to take us."

"..."

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Du said solemnly: "It's not the soul."

Jiang Yuan: "Nonsense, who else could it be if not my father?"

At this moment, a "divine oracle" came from above their heads and answered him.

“““It’s your uncle.”””

The old voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, creating waves of echoes that were refreshing and touching.

Jiang Yuan: “…”

what.

What a familiar voice.

So familiar that he couldn't recognize it.

I must have heard wrongly, he thought.

However, the reality is cruel.

As the light gradually faded, Jiang Yuan's eyes adjusted to the brightness and he soon saw this bizarre scene that he would never forget.

In the dazzling golden light, the one who tore open the belly of Danlin Taisui and came down to earth to save them was a humanoid golden mecha warrior that was as big as Taisui, with eight particle light wings extending from its back, and was equipped with cutting-edge technology, like an archangel.

It's Gundam.

It is a golden Gundam with four pairs of wings and all kinds of awesome special effects.

Through the translucent mechanical cover on the chest, you can clearly see the driver inside.

That is----

The famous----!

Mr. Yu!?!

Jiang Yuan: excuse me? ? ?

Yu Du: ...

The 80-year-old man was still wearing a pink skirt, floating in a cockpit filled with nutrient solution, with his eyes lowered and focused, controlling the huge machine with his mind.

Even though they were well-informed, they had never seen such amazing abstract art.

I...fuck.

It was really sudden, I saw a ghost.

I opened my eyes and saw an 80-year-old man driving a Gundam in the palace! !

wrong!

Jiang Yuan immediately realized: So we were beaten by Master Yu just now? ! ?