Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

205 Let the Bullets Fly For A While

The cruel and fierce battle continued.

Soldiers were continuously transferred to the west wall to help. At the same time, they had to pay close attention to the movements of the other three walls to prevent the elves from suddenly launching a surprise attack from the other side. This war was also under huge pressure to the highest commander. Every decision had to be extremely careful.

Kang De sat in the car and stared at the city outside the window. Magic light continuously exploded into the night sky, illuminating this panicked and swaying city. The shouts and screams could still be heard through the car window. The blood on his hands was so sticky that it could not dissolve. At this moment, it was already emitting a pungent strange smell.

He pulled open his collar and breathed heavily.

The air conditioner in the car emitted an endless stream of cold air that calmed his hot breathing. However, it was his skin that was cold. His blood was still boiling. Many scenes appeared in his mind. They had all happened not long ago. Reality intertwined with nothingness, severed limbs, faces twisted, deformed, painful, and even stunned. Many, many people had been pierced, killed, and hugged the enemy to fall off the city wall.

Along with the soldier's crazy and resentful expression, the surrounding soldiers' gazes became even stranger.

Even with the development of modern civilization and the progress of society, racial discrimination and xenophobia were still deeply rooted. Not to mention that race was different, even a country or even a province had prejudice and malice, let alone an alternate world whose civilization was far inferior to Earth.

A foreigner who married the princess of his country would attract criticism and dissatisfaction in peace, let alone in a tragic and terrifying war that was on the verge of death. The so-called trust and reverence were as thin as paper or like a sand tower that could collapse with a gust of wind. Just like now, he even had to face the hostility of the two sides of the war.

This time… it was different from Glory Sand.

His enemy was not a small viscount and the hundred private soldiers he had raised, but the trump card army of the world's hegemony. There were more than 12,000 elite troops. Their individual quality was extremely strong, their education was extremely high, their organization, logistics support, and even military literacy was even comparable to the army of a modern powerful country.

His companion was not a gentle, innocent, and understanding princess who had grown up under all kinds of care, nor was she a noble, upright, and tenacious knight. Instead, he was a crazy mayor who would do anything, as well as third-rate city guards who were brave and willing to fight for their homes.

These mortals would fight bravely for their families and homeland and not hesitate to die. However, they were still mortals after all. They were not intelligent or noble. They would collapse because of the huge mental pressure and erupt with the sorrow of human nature because of their hysteria to criticize those who should not be blamed.

He had to protect this city.

No matter why he came here or what his goal was in the beginning, what he was doing now was to protect this city under the iron hooves of the elves and prevent the people here from encountering the evil of war and keeping them away from the sad end. This was what he was doing.

However, all of this… was so similar to Glory Sand.

That night, Viscount Samuel killed them. His companions on the ship kept dying. He and the knight sent Princess Tina away and broke out side by side. At that time, Kang De could only fight desperately, but he had no better way. Because his companions were beside him, he could not abandon them and use the white fog world to calmly leave and hide. He could only continue to fight and escape until he was alone.

Just like now.

The preparation of the white fog world, his own strength, and skills. All of this might allow him to break out of the encirclement of the elves, but it was not enough for him to defeat the trump card army formed by 12,000 elves. He knew that the only chance of winning came from Earth, but a day on Earth was seven days in the other world. Even if he only needed a day to snatch a killing weapon that was enough to kill the entire Dusk Legion, seven days was enough for this elf army to raze Valentine to the ground, or even raze him to the ground twice.

"Actually… I understand the logic."

Kang De said softly, "I razed the Glory Sand Castle to the ground. I killed the Goode family and their accomplices one by one, not sparing a single one. I executed them and slaughtered them, but from the beginning to the end, I understood that even if I killed ten, a hundred, or a thousand, he would not come back to life."

The Autobot surprisingly understood what Kang De wanted to express.

"Father, this is not your fault."

His iron son's low voice flowed out of the stereo. "You've done your best."

Kang De leaned his body against the back of the seat tiredly and said softly, "I've tried my best… I've also tried my best in Glory Sand, but other than Tina, I haven't protected anyone. I've also tried my best here, but if the elves break through the city and massacre wantonly, my best efforts will be meaningless."

"Of course, I can continue to be enemies with the elves and use all the cruel and terrifying methods I can think of to deal with them. I can take revenge on them, torture them, make them cry, and make them deeply regret it, but the people they killed and slaughtered… can't come back to life either."

The Hummer shook. His iron son said uneasily, "Father, you…"

Kang De smiled tiredly, "Don't worry, don't worry. I'm not that stupid to tie myself up and leave the city in exchange for the lives of this entire city… I won't do it."

"I also know that most people in this city have the potential to be bastards. Now, many people are scolding me and blaming me in their hearts. Perhaps there will be more tomorrow. They scolded me, blamed me, hated me, forced me away, and chased me away. Then, when the elves break through the city, they'll most likely not be able to bear the consequences. They asked for it. Although I won't be ecstatic, I won't blame myself for anything…"

"But…"

Kang De looked out of the window at the dark houses. Amidst this intense battle cry and this earth-shattering siege, the weak and helpless commoners must be hiding at home, under the bed, hugging their families, trembling, praying, and passively waiting for their fate.

"Even so, no matter what, I only feel sorrow, pity, and sadness for the future outcome of the people of this city and the suffering these innocent lives will suffer…"

The transmigrator from Earth said softly, "These people are going to die…"

After experiencing such a bloody battle and foreseeing the future situation from the elves' despicable scheme, it was not only Hong San, but also Kang De himself.

The two of them had something in common, which was that they did not have any extravagance or delusions about human nature.

"There's nothing I can do."

Kang De said calmly, "I can only be a good avenger and not a protector. I can only smash everything about the murderer after the incident, not stop them when the atrocity happens…"

"It was like this last time, and it's the same this time…"

He pulled out the crimson scroll from his pocket. It was this strange object discovered on the Holy Seal Islands that had changed the location of the teleportation and forcefully pulled him here to interfere with Valentine's fate.

"D*mn, why?"

He sighed softly and scolded jokingly.

"Why did you let me come to such a godforsaken place?" he muttered. "Otherwise, I might not have come. Otherwise, I wouldn't have seen it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known."

The elves attacked like fire. There were smoke signals everywhere in Goethe. They struggled to hold on, and even when the city was broken and people died, there were countless deaths. Valentine was not the only one. This was war.

However, at the very least, it would be better if he could not see or know.

"I said that I want to end the war and change all of this…"

Kang De, who had fought for half a night in this unprecedented suffocating air, pressed his forehead against the steering wheel and said silently, "It's too difficult, too difficult…"

The crimson scroll flashed in his hand. As usual, nothing happened.

The God of Justice and Pity, the Dragon of Time and Space, the leader of the gods, did not answer any calls from the ground today. The war of this land continued. Sin, death, madness, and despair continuously played.

Kang De lay on the steering wheel with his eyes closed in silent silence.

The Autobot did not comfort him.

A mechanical lifeform that had just been born did not have enough intelligence and experience. It could not comfort his father or make any suggestions or guidance.

However, the mental connection made it feel huge and restrained confusion, powerlessness, and sorrow from its father. This made the young Autobot comprehend something. He recognized his powerlessness and inadequacy in the face of the cruel and frustrating truth, fell into self-blame and sorrow, but did not fall for it, and still firmly believed in the possibilities and strength of the future… This process might be called growth.

"Father, I'll protect you and everything."

It said softly, "No matter what you encounter, no matter what you want to do, no matter if you advance or retreat, stand or fall, persist or give up, no matter what, I'll always support you and be supported by you to guard the path we firmly believe in."

"Be wary of the enemy like an eagle and become a tough and unyielding guardian. If you're stopped and injured by a despicable enemy, I'll definitely avenge you at all costs… Father, I've already finished reading the part of the mythology book you gave me and found the name I want."

The Autobot paused for a moment and prepared to proudly say that name.

That was the name of the god it had seen in Egyptian mythology. It not only matched its own will and location, but it was also enough to reflect the deep relationship between father and son.

It planned to use this name.

In the past, Kang De would definitely be very interested in the name his iron son had chosen and take the opportunity to mock and criticize him. However, he did not do so at this moment, because he was immersed in other emotions. The name was only a code. Many names had died tonight, and there might be more tomorrow.

However, when the Autobot was about to say the name, Kang De's expression changed.

This was because he heard the melodious and thick horn.

That desolate and rough voice appeared very few times, but there was probably no soldier in the city who did not know this voice because it was the elves' military horn. Playing it meant war and death.

Or… retreat from the army.

Loud cheers came from the distant city wall.

However, in the distance, the nearby city wall did not move, as if it had been delayed. After a silent silence, weak cheers and cries sounded.

The elves retreated.

They defeated the enemy.

They protected the city.

They survived again.

Hong San's figure flashed down from the city wall and rushed to the side of the Hummer at an extremely fast speed. He patted the window almost impudently and said happily, "Master, the elves retreated! They won! They actually defended it! I thought they were about to lose! It seems that the elves can't hold on anymore! Could it be that reinforcements have arrived?"

The car window rolled down silently. Kang De turned to look at Hong San. His eyes were calm without any joy.

He slowly said, "You can't think of a reason why the elves retreated? Are they really unable to hold on?"

Hong San was first stunned, then the remaining smile froze on his face. Endless shock and uneasiness rose and enveloped his entire body as if a cruel winter had instantly descended.

After a short surprise retreat, he guessed the elf's intentions.

That despicable and shameless strategy of sowing discord could not be effective alone. Only when the cruel and terrifying pressure of war continuously wore down the fighting spirit of the Valentines could this ruthless plan be further used. Tonight, the elves were like an angry tide attacking the city, forcing the fighting will of the Valentines to drive them crazy one soldier after another. Moreover, their goal was only…

—Let the bullet fly for a while.

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