Oring Hunter

"What justice, what morality, in all ages of mankind are worthless gimmicks!"

"Only interest is the principle that never fades! Only violence is the eternal truth! Only war is the source of all development!"

"Kill! Loot! Conquer!"

"Selfishness! Bullying the weak! Greed for life and fear of death!"

"This is the nature of human beings! This is the normal state of human beings! This is the true appearance of human beings without the control of gods!"

While talking, Jetiskoji changed the surrounding space, and then let the corpses of Daige's family flash at Yechen's feet one by one.

Looking down at the old man who had his throat cut, and the brothers and sisters who were full of bows and arrows, even though the young man tried to control his emotions, his blood-red eyes could not conceal the sadness and helplessness in it...

In the next second, more old people and children who died tragically moved to Yechen's side, surrounding him like fallen leaves.

Jetiskoji said calmly:

"Yechen, you have to understand that the family you value is just a microcosm, a microcosm that represents a vulnerable group that can only be slaughtered in human history!"

At the same time, the invaders who gathered for the carnival stood behind Jetiskoji, forming a stark contrast with the scene on Yechen's side.

"As for me, Butcher Hunter Jetiskoki, I am the epitome of those who control power and power in human history!"

"However, the irony is that the wheel of human history is often driven forward by the victorious conquerors while crushing the corpses of these weak people!"

"These are all normal things, there is no need to make a fuss about them!"

"Of course, what you see now is just the story of the early primitive society of mankind."

"Next, this "City of Sinners" will trace back and reproduce the development of the old human era step by step, and tell you a comprehensive history of violence written by human beings!"

Standing in front of the bloody village ruins, the butcher hunter declared impassionedly to the bloodsmith hunter:

"That's right, you don't need to fight any battles, you just need to stand behind the scenes and enjoy this historical trend called 'humanity'."

"This is the 'third round' I have kindly prepared for you!"

"Then, you will realize more deeply than before... how 'beautiful' this racial civilization that once made you work so hard for is!"

"Remember, Yechen, whether it is now or in the future, all the scenes that happen before your eyes are all real events that happened in my hometown."

"I'll say it again...they.all.all.are.true.true.wa.go—!"

Jetiskoji said emphatically with a distorted smile.

"And your Holy Light Pure Land, after losing the Holy Spirit in the future, will inevitably embark on such a historical trajectory again!"

Then, Jetiskoji pressed down his hat, bowed his head and bowed to Yechen as a gentleman.

"Then enjoy it all, young man!"

"When the time is right..."

"We. We. See you again. End. This. Everything!"

After the words fell, a spatial rift appeared behind the butcher hunter.

I saw that the man's figure fell down, and then disappeared in front of the young man together with the space crack.

So, with the departure of Jetiskoji, in the village full of flames, except for a group of shouting invaders, only Yechen was left alone.

The young man turned his head to look at the mutilated corpses of men, women and children at his feet, and then turned his head to see the invader group reveling in celebration of victory. Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and released a wave of blood, and just rushed towards the rampant crowd.

However, no matter how fierce the blood wave's momentum was, it was unable to cause any substantial damage to this group of intruders.

At this moment, Yechen could only watch these cruel winners cheering on his face, but he couldn't do anything because he couldn't touch anything.

Immediately afterwards, a feeling of powerlessness pervaded the young man's heart.

Perhaps, this uncomfortable taste is exactly what the butcher expected.

He couldn't wantonly hurt Yechen's body, so he aimed his finger at Yechen's psychology, which was a very reasonable logical thinking.

Thinking of this, the young man could only grit his teeth and swallow the breath, and then sat down cross-legged, ignoring the burning village, the greedy villains, and the bloody corpses, and just forced himself into a meditation state.

Yechen began to concentrate all his spiritual power on the red snake tattoo on his left arm, trying to reconstruct his connection with the relic of "Swallowing the Master Painting Python" in the depths of his spiritual will.

However, not long after the young man sat down, the surrounding scenery ushered in a complete desertification.

All people and things began to decompose and reorganize at this moment...

The verdant jungle disappeared quickly with the primitive tribes, and what Yechen replaced was an ancient stone city built in the vast desert.

Compared with the jungle tribe Yechen saw last time, the scale and level of this stone city are obviously more advanced, and it already has the most basic military defense facilities such as city walls.

However, although there are a large number of residents living here, everyone's face is full of worry and fear.

Because they know what might happen next.

At the same time, below the stone city, two groups of people with different costumes were killing each other.

Another war of aggression launched to rob resources.

The battle was fierce and corpses were everywhere.

Although the city defenders resisted tenaciously, due to the disadvantage of numbers, they still fell short. In the end, the enemy army stepped on their own corpses and broke into the city.

As a result, another round of cruel and ruthless plundering, defilement, and massacre followed.

Ye Chen quietly watched all this happen before his eyes, quietly watched one civilian after another being brutally persecuted, quietly watched the victorious invaders vent their animal desires...

In a trance, the young man suddenly felt that in comparison, the filth and ugliness of the abyssal race seemed nothing more than that.

Chapter 1125 History of Human Violence

One after another human tragedies are repeated alternately before Yechen's eyes.

Geography is changing, climate is changing, times are changing, culture is changing, technology is changing...

However, the only constant is the persecution and killing between people.

"War" is only part of it.

Some are for robbing natural resources, some are for status privileges, some are for venting primitive desires...

There are various reasons, and tragedies continue one after another.

Trapped in this historical quagmire full of ugliness and violence, Yechen closed his eyes, covered his ears, and even blocked his five senses with the power of the mystical spirit, in order to isolate all disturbances from the outside world. Strive for peace of mind within yourself.

However, he was unable to achieve this at all.

Even if Yechen blocked his vision and hearing with his own hands, the strange power from "Crazy City" will still play all the information around him in the form of a screen in Yechen's mind...

There is no way for young people to stop the influx of these tragedies. They can only be like reefs on the shore, constantly being washed by the stormy waves, and never get real peace from beginning to end.

He saw that in the era of war and famine intertwined, foreigners in control of military power slaughtered a city in one place, and slaughtered and ate all the captured civilians as pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, creating "not envious of sheep", "rao to the fire", "and bones". Rotten" and other cruel food names...

He saw nomads marching westward like bloodthirsty devils, carrying out the "three-light policy" of killing, burning, and looting everywhere. All men were tortured and slaughtered, and all women were divided as spoils of war. In the end, it was able to wipe out hundreds of millions of civilians comparable to more than half of the population of the Holy Light Pure Land...

He saw that religious organizations similar to the Church of the Holy Light, in order to stabilize their ruling power, triggered fanatical "religious wars", maintained cruel "pagan trials", and carried out outrageous "witch hunts". Ku finally came to power, and was even quickly assassinated by evil forces...

He saw Western expeditions discovering the New World, pretending to establish friendly relations with the local aborigines, and then uniting nobles and businessmen to carry out "colonial invasions" against these backward civilizations again and again, vigorously developing the slave business, wantonly plundering and killing the backward aborigines, the most ironic Unfortunately, the leader of this trend is called "the greatest navigator in the world" by later generations...

He saw extremist countries that advocated that the human race should follow the natural survival of the fittest, wantonly arrested specific races that they hate, and at the same time set up special "concentration camps", and then dealt with them in turn by cruel means. Nationalities have been involved in this terrorist disaster with advanced arms one after another...

As the tragedies accumulated step by step in his mind, Yechen gradually began to believe that these were real events in the time and space where Jetiskoji once lived.

After all, the era background and various cultural characteristics involved in it are too rich, too large, and too complicated...

Yechen believes that it is impossible for Jetiskoji to invent such a brand new, complete, rigorous and reasonable world view by himself.

For this reason, youth feel doubly painful.

He keeps witnessing all kinds of hells on earth, and all kinds of sinful consequences originating from human nature.

In every reincarnation, Yechen can only watch the vulnerable group represented by the Daige family being ravaged and abused by all kinds of vicious people, and finally ends his life in despair and pain, just like Jetisco Key once did to them.

Repeatedly……

On and on and on and on and on and on and on and on.

Over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again——!

No matter how the times develop, the massacre and plunder will never stop.

Youth can't stand all this.

Again and again the youth felt outraged.

How much the young man wanted to skin and cramp the batch after batch of cruel villains in front of him.

Unfortunately, however, he couldn't.

Here, Yechen is just an outsider, just a spectator, just a video recorder who can only passively accept these tragedies.

Jetiskoji didn't allow Yechen to participate at all.

At the same time, he did not place any enemies in front of Yechen as in the past, after all, these existences would only become a channel for Yechen to vent his anger.

Without a target to ignite, the exuberant anger will only burn the charcoal underneath until it consumes everything in itself until it is exhausted physically and mentally.

Just like a prisoner who was tied up and executed for water drops.

The water droplets fell on the body continuously for an hour or two, and the prisoner might not take it to heart at all.

The water droplets fall on the body continuously for one or two rounds of day and night, and the prisoner may only feel a little uncomfortable.

But when the water droplets fall on the body continuously for a year and a half, the prisoner will definitely cry and beg others to kill him.

After all, this is a time torture that works all the time, and it can extend the prisoner's life and sentence to the greatest extent.

This is exactly what Ye Chen is experiencing now.

At the beginning, he was still able to barely maintain his composure, gritted his teeth and endured the constantly changing hell and man-made disasters from the outside world, and at the same time calmly thought about how he should defeat the butcher in the future...

However, as time went on step by step, Yechen's condition became worse and worse.

Jetiskokie didn't tell him at all how long he was going to be here.

When young people forget the time they have spent here, whether it will be a few days, months, or even years later...

After all, he began to hurt his own body unbearably.

Because, only through the pain of self-abuse, the youth can relieve the pressure of terror a little bit.

This observation trip arranged by the butcher hunter is definitely an ultimate torture that is far more cruel than any kind of pain for the bloodsmith hunter who sticks to the brilliance of humanity, and is specially aimed at moral concepts!

In addition, another major source of pressure for Yechen comes from the dead end of reality.

Apart from turning himself into the abyssal monster that had lost humanity again, he couldn't imagine a stable way to deal with Jetiskoki's more than 100 million lives!

At the same time, as the only living person here, the feeling of loneliness continued to accumulate in Yechen's heart like poison!

A young man who is alone, not only can't think of a solution, but also has no one else to rely on!

Constantly confused at first...

Continuing to be confused...

Then I started to feel helpless...

Ultimately hopeless!

too painful!

This kind of encounter and experience is really too painful!

It's like a purgatory jointly created by "time", "morality" and "loneliness"!

No matter how strong Yechen's willpower is, in the depths of this endless thorny thorn, he still feels helpless, unable to do what he wants, his eyes are dim, his brain is dizzy, and cracks appear in his firm heart. In the end, his whole body is like this Covering his head and falling to the ground, curling up his body, screaming in pain...

Chapter 1126 The Blessing of Darkness

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Ye Chen fell into the depths of the quagmire called the evil of human nature, curled up covering his head, and moaned softly.

The innocent and weak people headed by Daiger's family, all kinds of tragic scenes of being tortured, and all kinds of heart-piercing cries and screams are like endless ocean waves, constantly washing the brains of young people , Constantly tearing the hearts of young people.

And he couldn't do anything, and he couldn't think of anything.