"how so!"

"In the end what happened?!"

On the high cliff, all the leaders stared at the scene below, which looked like the end of the world, with disbelief all over their faces.

The entire terrain was changed by that blow, a whole piece of land seemed to be dug away in front of the eyes, leaving only a huge scar on the surface of the planet, and the cracks in the earth extended from the edge of the huge pit, like an open The mouth of the beast is ferocious and terrifying, while the pit is filled with darkness and nothingness, as if leading to an unknowable abyss deep in the planet.

Xia Lin looked at the missing land mass under the high cliff, stared at the dark abyss, and then turned around slowly.Those blood-red eyes silently swept over the leaders, their eyes were cold, making people feel a chill behind them for no reason.

The people in front of me are the top leaders of each resistance army. There are 51 people in total, 40 people of S-level and [-] people of A-level. exist.

A day ago, Xia Lin had only the option of running away when confronting them, but for him now, it shouldn't be that difficult to deal with these people.

Against the light of the setting sun that was the same color as his pupils, he raised the black and heavy sword in his hand.

"What are you doing—?!" The epee, which was stained with a layer of brilliance by the setting sun, pierced into the human body with a "puchi", then pulled out, and then slashed at the other person without hesitation, and the body in the original position fell down. Showing the astonished faces of those who were blocked behind.

"Molin?!" Luke looked at Xia Lin incredulously, and rushed over to stop him, but he ignored him, went straight past Luke, and slashed his sword to the next target.

"He's crazy!"

"Stop now!"

"Help……"

Another fell, but not enough.More people rushed forward, and then fell one by one.

The root of the light seed in the body is firmly rooted in the flesh and blood, the blood is beating, powerful force pours into the limbs and bones, he swings the sword tirelessly, and the dazzling light bursts out on the high cliff, almost Comparable to the sun that illuminates the world.

Although he is still far from the height of Moz, his current strength can finally support him to use most of the combat skills that he could not use before.

"I knew... they were all deceived by you..." Jia Luo grabbed the sword on his chest, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

He looked around with the last of his strength, Luo Yin had already fallen, and there were not many people standing on the whole high cliff, he laughed, "These idiots hahaha, it's really a pity to die..." However, with a smile on his face, he Distorted as if crying out, "Why should I be buried with them...I haven't been able to return to the City of Glory...Why..."

Finally, only Xia Lin and Luke were left on the entire high cliff, and the invisible sword wind swirled between them.

Luke's previous wound burst open again, and his chest was aching. He covered his heart and shouted at Xia Lin: "What did you do!"

Xia Lin held the blood-dripping sword and approached the opponent step by step. He didn't speak, and the words had lost their meaning at this moment.

Swinging a sword, fighting, and killing enemies is all he needs to do now.

Luke was seriously injured in the battle with Yan Xishi and Wei'an. After a few rounds, he lost his strength. With a flick of his hand, Xia Lin picked up the weapon and sent the sword into his body.

"Boss Luke, you shouldn't have made a mistake." Xia Lin finally spoke.

"Even if I don't make mistakes, I can't beat you..." There was a trace of blood dripping from the corner of Luke's mouth. Ken questioned as if letting go.

"why……"

"Why do you do this..."

"Why kill your own compatriots..."

Xia Lin's eyes were hidden under the shadow of silver-gray hair, and he couldn't see clearly what kind of emotion was bubbling inside.

"Because I'm from the Empire." He spoke slowly, his voice as cold as ice, and as stiff as ice.

Luke, however, laughed like he had heard some big joke, so much blood spurted out of his mouth, he stretched out his hand and touched Xia Lin's face.

"you are not!"

His mouth was full of blood, his expression was deformed by the pain, but the corner of his mouth was smiling, "Your blood...your face...your eyes...are all engraved with radiant marks..."

"You can't deny it, you can't deny it!"

"You were born to belong to the glory..."

Xia Lin remained silent, his hands finally fell from his cheeks feebly, he let go of the body in his arms, let it fall to the ground, and closed his eyes for him.

After finishing all this, he walked to the edge of the high cliff and looked back at the battlefield below.Because of the devastating scene before, the rebel army shrank back to the safe area in fear, waiting for further orders, but the mechas on the side of the base began to gather again, forming a battle formation, and crossing the bottomless giant. pit, and launched a tentative attack on the distraught rebels.

The total number of people in the base is no more than [-], while the army outside exceeds [-]. The combat power is still a huge difference, but he is inexplicably relieved.

It was as if he was sure that with Atreus there would be no problem at all.

He dragged his sword and walked back to the camp by the lake alone.

There are still some left-behind personnel left here, and their combat effectiveness is very weak. Before they straighten up from bowing to him, they have already been easily killed by him.

One of the tents in the camp was used as a prison for Heimo and the little girl.

Heimo's limbs were all tied up with thick ropes, and a ball of thick rope was stuffed in his mouth. His body was leaning against the wooden pillars that supported the tent. When he caught a glimpse of Xia Lin coming in, he struggled fiercely.

The little girl was also bound by the same limbs and tied to another wooden post. She raised her head and looked at him in the same daze.

Xia Lin walked up to Hei Mo and stood still. The blood on the big sword dripped on the ground, forming a small puddle of blood. Hei Mo stared at the blood drop on the tip of the sword, and his heart also fell.

"They are all dead." Xia Lin said lightly.

Hei Mo struggled even more violently, making a "huh" sound from his mouth, and his eyes were full of hatred and anger.

"I'm here to kill you now." Xia Lin pulled the thick rope from Hei Mo's mouth, "Just say what you want to say."

Hei Mo suddenly calmed down, he stared at Xia Lin, his lips moved.

"You killed me, can you let my daughter go?"

Xia Lin said, "Yes."

Sword in, sword out.

He turned to the little girl again, swung the sword, and with a clang, all the hemp ropes on the little girl fell off.

She fell to the ground, got up, and looked up at Xia Lin blankly.

"Let's go." Xia Lin looked at the little girl. The distance between them was less than two meters, but it seemed like they were separated by two worlds.

The little girl didn't leave.

She stood up and faced Xia Lin directly, with a crisp voice, as if hitting the heart, "Father said that we are enemies, and he said that you saved me because I was too weak to pose any threat to you...Is that so? ?”

"Yes." Xia Lin replied.

"He also said that the next time you see me, you won't sympathize with me, and you'll kill me like everyone else... right?"

"Yes." Xia Lin replied again.

"Why is this...why are there enemies?" The little girl muttered to herself, her voice was very soft, as if floating in mid-air, "Why can't we all live in peace..."

"Probably because we are adults." Xia Lin said in a complicated tone.

The world of adults is no longer pure, there are pursuits and disputes.

"So you want to kill me?" The little girl looked at the blood-dripping sword in his hand with a timid expression and a hint of fear.

"I promised him that he would let you go, and I will not break my promise."

"Then when I grow up, can I come to you for revenge?"

"can."

The little girl stared at her toes, bit her lips, "Then I don't want to grow up..."

She said seriously: "It must be painful to grow up with hatred..."

After she finished speaking, she looked up at Xia Lin again, and grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly, "Can you kill me?"

"I don't want to become an adult who knows everything... I don't want to learn to hate... and kill people..."

"Kill me..." Her eyes suddenly burst into tears, "Then I can go and accompany them..."

"There is no need to hate others... and there will be no pain..."

Xia Lin reached out and wiped her cheek, the little girl's tears were hot, unlike his hand, which became as cold as a sword after holding it for a long time, "Have you made a decision yet?"

"Yes." The little girl swallowed her tears and nodded vigorously.

Xia Lin slowly raised the sword, and blood spattered his face.

Walking out of the tent with no expression on his face, the cold air blows against his face.

Feeling heavy inside, is it guilt?

He is a prisoner bound by his own position, a sinner who is carrying a heavy burden, it doesn't matter if there are more crimes.

Killing people is already used to it.

He had killed too many innocent people long ago, and his hands were covered with blood.

I have already forgotten what is correct, and I don't care at all.

The so-called sympathy and justice are just excuses for self-deception and reasons to keep yourself from falling.

What he can still hold tightly in his hands is nothing more than a vulnerable position.

——Even if he fell into hell, even if he turned into an evil spirit, he would use his dirty blood as a bridge to cross the river, and his ugly body as a step to support that old country to stand up and let it march towards victory.

This is his tragic and pitiful justice, desperate, and the original heart that he still sticks to even if there are thousands of enemies.

Dizzy for a while, he leaned on the wooden frame on the edge of the camp and slowly lay down on the ground.

The knight's heart in his body was trembling slightly and roaring, he felt in a trance hallucination that he was under the holy light, was it the light that welcomed him, or was it the light that judged him as a sinner?

The wind blew up, and the thick and suffocating bloody smell poured into his nostrils with the wind. He looked around sideways, and there were fallen corpses everywhere in his eyes.

No one is still standing, no one can still fight, so it is rare to find peace and quiet under the night wind.

He closed his eyes deeply.

Father, is this the peace you pray for?

"Wake up." A familiar voice came from above.

He opened his eyes, and in front of him was the face of Atreus. He was still lying on the ground, but the sky had become dark, and it was night.

The sky above the head is very high and wide, and the stars and stars shine in the ocean of dark night. Even though the ground is piled up with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the starry sky is always bright and pure.

Atreus looked at him condescendingly, just like the eternal starry sky, without temperature but brilliant.

"Is the battle over?" he asked, moving his lips.

"It's over," Atreus said, looking straight at him with golden eyes.

"we won?"

"Of course." Atreus's voice was always full of confidence in controlling everything.

Xia Lin closed her eyes.

"Where did you hurt?" Atreus asked.

Xia Lin sneered, "Do you think I will get hurt?"

Atres thought for a while, and said seriously: "Even I can get hurt, and of course you will."

Xia Lin closed her eyes again, "I'm fine."

"Hungry? Atreus simply sat next to him.

"Not hungry."

"then you?"

Xia Lin opened his eyes, but his eyes were not focused. He didn't know if he was looking at Atres or the starry sky.

He said slowly: "Tell me, is a person who has never had anything destined to lose everything?"

He used to have things he wanted to grab, but in the end he didn't grab them all.

Watching his little friends die in the pasture, sitting helplessly in front of the hospital bed and watching his adoptive father being tortured, and Yixiut...

He thought of Yixiut.

At that time, the short month of precariousness on the battlefield was probably the happiest time in his life before that.

Obviously he could die at any time, but being with another person gave him the illusion of what he would have.

It's just that the war is over soon.

He knew what they were going to face next, and he seriously thought about entering the military central department directly under the royal family after returning to the Empire Star.The highest level of the previous military departments and the generalissimo of the empire all came from here. In that place where the elites gather, he can get the fastest promotion by virtue of his military exploits, and he can also control the frightening power and power.

He has little interest in power, but he needs power to determine his own destiny.

To some extent, he, like Atres, is a person who is unwilling to bend to the will of others.He didn't believe in leaving the future to others, and he never considered handing over his decision to the Olvia family for trial.

He believes only in what he can take and defend with his strength.If one day, he can stand in that position where one person is under one person and above ten thousand people, making those great figures tremble under his feet, even the mighty First Family can only bow to his will.

The goal is difficult, but he has never been afraid of any challenge.As long as Yixiut chooses to stand with him, he can try his best.

It's a pity that when he returned to the Empire Star from the battlefield, he managed to ask someone out. The first thing Yixiut said when they met was that we should break up.

And he was not surprised by this.Mingming knew that Olvia's heir would not have a place in his life plan, but he still couldn't help but wonder if it was possible for him to seize their future.

Is there not enough lessons?Always fail to recognize reality.

Always too idealistic, too self-righteous, knowing that there are some things that cannot be done, but still holding on to wishful thinking...

He closed his eyes deeply, not knowing who he was talking to, or asking himself: "Can what I want really come true?"

"Is what I'm doing just an empty dream?"

"Maybe I won't get anything in the end, this is probably my life..."

He might really not be able to save anyone, not the empire, not even himself.

Children can still dream, but adults must face the naked reality.

Atres spoke abruptly, with a look of displeasure in being ignored, "Don't you still have me?"

"You?" Xia Lin turned her eyes to him, and suddenly smiled, "What if I don't want you?"

He stared at Atres. After a month of growth, Atres' facial features became more beautiful and sharper, and his golden eyes and long hair looked particularly noble and gorgeous against the starlight and darkness.He should have thought earlier that the pure and extreme golden nature of Atres could only belong to the royal family.

The dangerous aura that used to be like a hedgehog has been completely restrained, and the momentum has become stronger, but the stubborn and domineering childishness has not changed much.

Compared with Yixiut, Atres is even more uncontrollable. He was born with a lot of attention, and he is destined to become king.

Being with Yixiute already requires him to step into the seat where one person is under one man and above ten thousand people, in order to crush all opposition and malice.

So what if that person himself is the one who will stand at the top of the world?

Would he be willing to be an enemy of the world for the sake of a young, ignorant, naive and frivolous promise from the other party?

"You are too troublesome." Xia Lin closed her eyes and put her hands on her knees, "I don't want it at all."

"But I want you." Atreus raised his hand, placed it between his brows, and whispered.

"How to do?"

"Xia Lin, I want you."

"I want it now."

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