The years when I would transform

For a moment, Wang Xiao felt like a villain!

For a moment, Su Yin felt that Wang Xiao was a bit of a saint!

Of course, it was just for a moment.

Because in the next moment, Wang Xiao had already blasted Jack into a bloody mist...

"Eradicate the roots!" Wang Xiao yelled at Su Yin, who immediately understood what he meant, accelerated to the extreme, and killed Violet Ruth!

In the battlefield, there is no right or wrong, no good or evil!

There is only survival and death, only victory and defeat!

This is a rule of survival that Wang Xiao and Su Yin deeply understand. They know that if they cannot decisively eradicate the root cause, they may be the ones who eventually fall.

If Violet is let go, this woman will definitely come back for revenge. It is not a good thing to have an evolved person with the ability to fly at extremely high speeds take care of her.

Ruth saw Wang Xiao and Su Yin rushing toward her. Their seriously injured bodies instantly turned into a white light and disappeared like ghosts. When they reappeared, they were thousands of meters away.

"Want to run?"

The bright sword light in Wang Xiao's hand instantly turned into a golden-red bolt that cut through the air and chased after Ruth. This sword light was like a dragon that was overtaking the river, and it rushed towards Ruth with its teeth and claws, as if it wanted to devour her.

Su Yin was not to be outdone. A mass of air barrier appeared at the front of the bird's beak. This air barrier was as fragile as a soap bubble. At the next moment, this fragile soap bubble shattered instantly, and a bright ray of light erupted from it, turning into a The purple beam of light shot straight towards Ruth.

This beam of light contains powerful energy, like an indestructible sword, and like a bolt of lightning that can split the heaven and earth, as if it wants to penetrate everything.

Violet felt the terrifying power contained in the beam, and a trace of despair flashed in her eyes.

She knew that she could no longer escape, and her heart was filled with hatred and unwillingness. She still has a lot of unfinished business, and her beloved's revenge has yet to be avenged.

But now, it's too late...

Su Yin's energy beam penetrated Violet's head, and a scarlet blood flower bloomed poignantly. Violet finally became a withered flower, just like the thousands of dead evolvers on the battlefield...

Evolutionaries buried in foreign lands are like particles of dust, disappearing silently into the long river of history.

Their disappearance is like a budding flower that is destroyed by the violent storm of war before it has time to bloom.

How many years later, in this foreign land, there may be a flower born from their pool of blood. After going through wind and rain, it will thrive and become a symbol of life, showing the cruelty of war and the tenacity of life.

War is just a game of power played by those in power.

They are strategizing behind the scenes, using the lives of soldiers as pawns to play thrilling games on the chessboard. The victors will win huge benefits, and their names will be engraved in the long river of history and become heroes respected by future generations.

For the losers, the soldiers paid the price with their lives. Their names may be forgotten, or they may become a painful regret for future generations.

The fighting of tens of thousands of people is still going on. It seems like a war without gunpowder, a battle about life, power and interests.

Life here becomes fragile and impermanent, like a candle swaying in the wind that may be extinguished at any time.

What is the nature of war? Is it a struggle for power or the pursuit of interests? Is it driven by human nature or forced by social systems?

Perhaps, war itself is a tragedy and the sorrow of human civilization.

In this foreign land, blood soaked the soil, and wailing sounds echoed through the sky.

The demon of war rages across the land, devouring innocent lives.

As for those in power, what they pursue is the eternity of power and interests, while ordinary evolvers have become a stepping stone in their pursuit of goals.

However, as the wheel of history rolls forward, those past victories and defeats will be drowned by the torrent of time.

Only the flowers of life still bloom in this foreign land, telling people the tragedy of war and the tenacity of life...