The voice sounded neutral and calm, with an authentic Brooklyn accent, just like the voices of leaders on TV when they give speeches.

Shen Feng strode forward and passed through the door. A place similar to an auditorium immediately appeared in front of him.

Two middle-aged men in suits and ties were standing there, looking at Shen Feng with smiles.

Beside them were a dozen children lying on the ground scribbling and drawing.

There was a huge bathtub containing red paint next to these children, which smelled pungently of blood.

Next to the bathtub, there were piles of battered bodies of some children.

Their eyes were either closed or wide-eyed, looking like a bunch of lifeless dolls.

Obviously this so-called red pigment is human blood.

"It's really the interim Senate President...Cheney!" Joey murmured, standing behind Shen Feng.

The person in front of me often appears on TV and delivers some high-sounding speeches. He also has a high reputation and reputation among the people. He can be regarded as an extremely prestigious politician.

The President Pro Tempore of the Eagle State Senate, referred to as the President Pro Tempore of the Eagle State Senate, is the second-highest member of the Senate and the highest-ranking senator. He is the third in the order of presidential succession, after the Vice President and the Speaker of the House of Representatives.

When he heard that Shen Feng was coming to kill interim Senate President Dick Cheney, Joey still couldn't believe it and wondered if it was Mr. Savior's intelligence error.

At this moment, looking at Cheney standing in front of him and the poor children with bruises all over his body, Joey felt his blood surge and he wished he could tear this sanctimonious beast to pieces right now.

"Kill him!" Cheney roared wildly, and in the next moment, Ellie and three others were already rushing out in battle armor.

At this moment, there was a sudden buzzing sound in the hall. The three Joeys who were charging forward suddenly fell in mid-air, and their armor seemed to turn into black ashes. After a flash of electric arc, It started to peel off quickly.

The three of them suddenly lost that powerful power and were immediately enveloped in a strong sense of insignificance and powerlessness.

That kind of extraordinary power is really addictive, but at this time they have lost this power!

"What is this... what is this!?" Joey said solemnly, pulling out his gun and aiming it at Cheney.

"This should be a strong electromagnetic pulse." Thomas said, quickly turning his head to look at Mr. Savior, fearing that something was wrong with him.

Fortunately, the man wearing a hood and mask was still standing there, as if nothing had happened.

"Haha, Mr. Savior, the Purification Society has come to the conclusion through the traces you left. What you rely on most is just the gray tide of nanomachines. In the end, you are just like us, just an ordinary mortal. , never transcending his own existence." Cheney said with a smile, while making a welcoming gesture: "Welcome...mortal."

His tone was full of contempt, as if he wanted to anger Shen Feng.

At this time, the remaining Secret Service agents had entered the hall and were ready to attack everywhere.

As a Secret Service that specializes in protecting the president, vice president and key political figures, these agents are experienced in many battles, and their experienced experience can be seen just from their positions.

As police officers, Joey, Thomas and Ellie naturally understand that the places where these agents are located are excellent defensive positions and they can launch attacks on anyone in the entire hall.

No dead ends.

Then I heard the savior gentleman suddenly ask in a voice without any emotion:

"Are the Whisperers mortal too?"

Cheney was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the other party to suddenly ask such a question. After a few seconds, he smiled mysteriously again and said:

"Mr. Savior, since you want to talk, let's just sit down and have a chat."

After saying that, he made a "please" gesture, and then he found a chair at random and did it.

Shen Feng also found a chair and sat down, looked at Cheney in front of him, and continued to ask:

"Where is Cthul? Is he dead?"

Cheney had already restored his previous demeanor. Instead of answering Shen Feng's words, Cheney asked:

"Mr. Savior, have you heard of Freud's theory of basic human instincts?"

Then, without waiting for Shen Feng to answer, he continued speaking on his own:

"Human beings have two most basic instincts, the survival instinct and the death instinct. In daily life, the survival instinct often occupies a dominant position, which also ensures the continuation of mankind.

The death instinct is the crazy side of human beings, including the urge to destroy others and self-destruction, which is the so-called criminal desire.

The intertwining of survival instinct and death instinct is the driving force for the development of human nature to this day."

Joey on the side was confused and didn't understand what Cheney was doing, so he reminded Mr. Savior in a low voice:

"Mr. Savior, please be careful. Cheney has always been nicknamed 'Mephistopheles' in the political circles and is best at deceiving people."

Mephisto is the devil who seduces Faust into corruption, which is a good metaphor for Cheney.

But after Joey finished speaking, he found that the savior hidden behind the hood and mask did not react at all, as if he had already begun to think about Cheney's problem.

Joey couldn't help but feel anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

He had no way of knowing whether Mr. Savior was thinking about the problem or was about to be bewitched by Cheney.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a shadow sliding across the floor. He immediately rubbed his eyes, but there was nothing there.

"Weird..." Joey frowned and winked at Ellie and Thomas, signaling them to find a bunker and prepare to be Mr. Savior's last barrier.

Cheney was still gushing:

"...But I don't know if you have ever thought about it, maybe the death instinct is the destination of everything, and the love extended by the survival instinct is just a flash in the pan, and has no meaning compared to the eternal theme of death... Moreover, the death instinct The emergence of the universe may be inevitable for the development of a civilization or a population. After all, nothing in the universe can escape the increase in entropy, and your existence is nothing more than a futile struggle of human civilization.

In fact, your existence may be the inevitable transition from human survival instinct to death instinct, and it is also a fate that you cannot escape..."

At this moment, a group of children suddenly cried and howled at the same time. Some children reached out to wipe their tears, but they wiped the blood on their hands all over their faces.

On the huge canvas on the ground, a painting has been completely completed.

Two Secret Service agents lifted the bright red painting, which was more than ten meters high, and everyone, including Shen Feng, was finally able to see clearly the content of the painting:

In a world of ruins, flames were burning. Behind Shen Feng were huge gray tide tentacles. He was standing on a mountain top composed of thousands of corpses, with an evil and cruel look on his face. With a smile on his face, he looked down at the dead end of the world, with various collapsed ruins and a burning world in the distance.

His mouth was half open, and there was an American comic-style air box next to it to indicate the content of his speech. Inside was what Shen Feng said at that time:
Chapter completed!