lcionline Chapter 288 Shovel Off the Head
Chapter 288 Shovel Off the Head
"No—no—!!!"
Before Shen Qingqing could stop it, the giant iron shovel, gleaming silver and shimmering with a cold light in the sunlight, flew precisely toward the head of the Red God.
This shovel strike will be very cruel.
This shovel strike will be very clean.
This shovel will be very famous.
This is historically known as the Battle of the Silver Shovels!
Winner: Ge Yuan
Achievement: Decapitated the Red God, whose attack power was 100, with a shovel that had an attack power of 10.
Obtained: Crimson God's Head *1, Biology Ultimate Storm Symposium Honorary Achievement *1, Biology Ultimate Storm Symposium Medal *1, Storm Gold Legend Achievement Completed
……
The above is merely the fantasy of Ge Yuan, a pathetic wretch who has achieved nothing at the symposium, possessing only a few thousand medals and certificates, and countless honorary titles.
In reality, just as the shovel pierced the air with a sharp hiss and was about to touch the fragile neck, before the neck's owner could even feel the pain and his head was severed from his body, and before bright red blood gushed from the wound, the shovel broke as soon as it touched Red God's neck, like soft clay gliding across a sharp blade.
It was severed by the neck of the Red God.
Ge Yuan: 。 。 。 。 。 。 。
As for why there were seven periods in her silence, it's because her silence was a little longer than usual.
Ge Yuan: =_= I'm really impressed, his neck is so stiff.
Shen Qingqing: {(°△°； “}! Thank goodness, the Red God is alright.
Ge Yuan: ▄█?█●
Shen Qingqing: (￣y▽￣)~* (covering her mouth and giggling)
The goddess, whose sweet dream had been disturbed, felt as if something had just stung her. She looked up in confusion and saw a pink-haired woman holding a stick, staring at her in disbelief.
Is he really that handsome?
The Red God has never looked in a mirror and doesn't know what He looks like, but He guesses that He is probably not bad-looking, since no creature has ever commented on His appearance.
Ge Yuan was embarrassed. The last time she was embarrassed was when her shovel was severed from Hong Shen's neck.
This time, it was because she was making eye contact with the Crimson God.
"Tsk," Ge Yuan curled her lips, showing no remorse for her wrongdoing. Instead, she straightened her back, making herself appear even taller and more imposing. Then she cleared her throat:
"What are you worried about?"
"?"
Red God did not respond.
However, Ge Yuan thought that this counterfeit product was a sign of contempt.
Feeling slighted, Ge Yuan gritted her teeth, suppressing the urge to stomp on the head of the Crimson God, and said condescendingly, "I'm asking you a question. What are you? How did you suddenly appear on King Star?"
Red God still hasn't responded.
Just as Ge Yuan was preparing to teach the Crimson God a lesson if He didn't respond, Shen Qingqing cautiously and gently tugged at her skirt:
“Um, Ge Yuan… He doesn’t understand the Zerg language.”
"Tsk."
After exchanging glances, Ge Yuan gestured: Qingqing, you go.
Shen Qingqing: Okay
In the end, it was Shen Qingqing who acted as the translator, preventing things from developing in a bizarre direction.
"Qingqing, when did you learn the language of the Red God? According to historical records, there is no information about the origin of this language in interstellar space."
So it really happened. Shen Qingqing coughed lightly and recited the prepared explanation:
"The queens of the insects all have special abilities. I gradually awakened this language after I was born, which is why I can speak it. However, no insects in the insect race know this language, so I have never spoken it."
"Yeah, that's right."
Seeing Ge Yuan nod, Shen Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. If she didn't have this identity, it would be hard to explain why she knew this ancient language.
Having figured all this out, Shen Qingqing began to communicate with the Red God who had just crawled out of the ground.
Why are you on Wangxing?
This was a question she had wanted to ask for a long time, and it was also a question that Ge Yuan and the others wanted to ask.
Clearly, the problem was delayed because Shen Qingqing's English was not good enough, and they all tacitly avoided using other languages to communicate. Fortunately, everyone is back now, and the mysterious Red God will naturally be thoroughly investigated.
With two leaves on his head, having just crawled out of the soil, Hongshen casually found a place to sit down and said, "I don't know where I came from."
Shen Qingqing: "..."
After hearing the translated version, Ge Yuan was speechless.
The two insects then exchanged a glance. Shen Qingqing nodded, and, still unwilling to give up, asked, "So what do you want to do here? Is there anything I can help you with?"
She didn't directly ask about the purpose; her intentions were too obvious.
After pondering for a moment, as if she had thought of something, the Crimson Goddess's red eyes darted back and forth between Shen Qingqing and Ge Yuan before finally smiling gently.
"It's a secret."
"It's a secret..." Shen Qingqing's expression darkened, as if she felt that this seemingly always smiling Red God was not as harmless as she appeared.
Moreover, I always felt that this matter was somehow related to her time travel.
Sure enough, the next second Red God spoke again:
"Your scent is what draws me in."
Shen Qingqing's breath hitched, and her movements stiffened slightly, but she quickly adjusted her breathing, trying to appear as normal as possible, and asked casually, "Oh? Can you tell me what it tastes like, Goddess Hong?"
Ge Yuan, who was standing beside her, never took her eyes off Shen Qingqing and Hong Shen. She noticed that Shen Qingqing's expression was a little strange, but since she couldn't understand their language, she didn't ask and could only observe silently.
At this moment, Shen Qingqing was extremely grateful that she was the only one here who could understand the Red God's speech, otherwise who knows what kind of trouble it would bring her. At the same time, she couldn't suppress her curiosity and excitement, and wanted to get more information from the Red God.
The Crimson God, with a meaningful look, glanced at her face, then slowly approached, closed his eyes, and sniffed her shoulder.
Normally, Shen Qingqing would have slapped Him to show him what a vibrant color looked like, but at this moment, her curiosity overcame her shyness, and since the Red God wasn't very close, she only hardened her fist and didn't directly hit His face.
After sniffing for a while, Red God moved his body away by supporting himself with one hand on the ground.
His eyes were veiled with a misty haze, his brows furrowed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice as if in doubt, "Why does your scent smell different from what I smelled before?"
Is it different? Shen Qingqing didn't understand what He meant by "taste". It couldn't be the scent of her own pheromones, could it?
But the next sentence from the Red God immediately put her on guard.
He said, "I think I know what that tastes like now."
Then, the corners of His mouth gradually pulled back, revealing red fangs as He smiled slightly, amidst the horrified gazes of the two Zerg.
"It's the taste of the past, the present, and the future."