Fantasy game evolution

"It's much worse than everyone in prison..."

"Yeah, it's terrible and suffocating." Ling Yan smiled after twisting his neck, "I will lose my life at any time. This is the battlefield. The most worthless thing here is life."

"But these soldiers walked in and started fighting each other with their weapons, for what they longed for and wanted to protect...Even if they died, they would only have three minutes of panic, followed by everything. Unfeeling quiet..."

"Why do everyone do this?" Tia couldn't help but asked: "That ruling father is a bad guy? Isn't there so many people who are willing to kill for him and then fight?"

"Because, human beings are races that want to hurt each other." Touching her head, Ling Yan smiled helplessly: "Because, no matter what you say you hate war, it can't change the war that can bring them wealth. , The satisfaction of desire, even the fact of things like pleasure, isn’t it?"

"I don't understand." Tia shook her head and stopped looking at the people who were fighting: "I really don't understand."

"I don't understand that you still want to follow me?" Ling Yan subconsciously complained about Tia's words: After all, she originally planned to send Tia back and then come back directly, but because the sound of the war was too noisy. Tia wanted to come over and take a look, but it turned out to be like this...

Tia certainly can’t accept things like war, but Ling Yan unexpectedly finds that he can accept this kind of picture: whether it’s because of the players or because it has gradually become a fighting race: Gurangi, war. For Ling Yan, it has become a natural picture...

For this kind of thing, Ling Yan didn't know how to evaluate or explain.

However, at this time, Tia suddenly said something that made Ling Yan unbelievable: "Mr. Ling Yan, did Angel Lord not want to guard everyone anymore just because he saw everyone doing this kind of thing?"

With that, she raised her head and said with an unprecedented serious expression: "It must be so, right?"

"Haha, maybe." He scratched his head: "It's as if you can treat eclosion patients, but you still can't stop this war."

"Maybe the angel, there is no way to stop this kind of thing?"

——Of course, even if she could stop it, she couldn't stop it now.

"Um..." Tia was silent as if she couldn't think of anything to fight back.

"This kind of thing is not something you should go to horns, Tia."

"Sister Meihu——" Seeing Meihu who suddenly appeared next to her, she finally nodded helplessly: "I think, go back to the prison first, okay?"

"Don't look like we won't take you back, okay?" When facing Tia, Himi sighed helplessly and squeezed her face: "Also, looking sad is not suitable for you, laugh Tia is the real Tia, isn't it?"

"..." Feeling Peimihu's concern and the slight pain on her face, Tia still said with a gloomy expression: "Well, I see."

Then, as if she had remembered something, she begged Ling Yan, "Mr. Ling Yan, please come back safely."

Even she knew that Ling Yan would definitely join the war that she hated. Knowing that he could not stop her Tia, at this time, except for asking Ling Yan not to make the same dangerous period as the assassination of the emperor. Besides, nothing can be done...

"Yeah." Ling Yan rubbed her hair and nodded with a smile: "I will definitely come back safely. Just rest assured."

"So, should I go down and take a look?" Then, as if talking to himself, he looked back at the battlefield of killing, under the gloomy sky that appeared in conjunction with the war, countless People are struggling with each other to fight. People who are immersed in madness subconsciously forget the pain and will only kill all the creatures in their eyes. Maybe they will not find that their arms have been cut off until the end. Wiped the knife from between his neck, and then it was all over for him: "Tia, I'll leave it to you."

Then he sighed in excitement or speechlessness, then shook his hand and rushed into the battlefield under the helpless eyes of Himihu and the worried eyes of Tia.

Suddenly a loud noise like thunder came from the chaotic battlefield: "Enemy general! Shame me to take off his clothes!!!"

"Hey, don't use the stalks from other places in such a niche place!" After hearing Ling Yan's screams, Pi Mihu pulled Tia instinctively with a bewildered look:

"Although you are really going to open Wushuang."

Human beings just like to hurt each other's existence!

Ask for collection and ticket~

Chapter 133 The Desire of the Same Kind—— (Fog)

"Come on! Hurt each other!" Immediately found a target, Ling Yan made a mockery that others might not understand, twisted his body, his arms were like a tight bowstring, and as the body twisted rapidly, his arms broke through the air. After hearing the weird sound, the palm of the hand waved a fierce air current, and issued a low and sharp scream, which penetrated the air in front of him. Between Ling Yan and a guy who should be a high-level soldier, the heads surged in chaos. A small gap appeared above, and the palm of the air-breaking rush rushed through the narrow gap, rubbing the shoulders and heads of others, waving, and shooting a long arc, in the thrilling faint cry, Unswervingly chop off the head of this high-level soldier!

At the moment the roar sounded, the soldier's line of sight passed through the layers of the crowd to see Ling Yan at the end of his gaze, and the palm of his hand coming through the air.

——Do you have confidence in your body just like that?

Thinking like this, the special steel spear in his hand was very Chinese-style, and he cut off the soldiers of Lucius in front of him. Taking advantage of the short time of the enemy's attack, the spear in his hand happened, and in a flash In time, the heavy gun head shot out!

The black spear head flew into the fleeting narrow gap in an instant, and after passing through the shoulders of two people, it did not change its trajectory. It was in the fleshy palm of the enemy wearing leather gloves, and the loud sound of steel spread along with the flying fragments. After opening, just a fleshy palm with a hardness that surpassed steel, shattered the hard spear, and random fragments splashed around, clearing a small space among the fighting crowd.

The spear was smashed and only surprised the soldier. With a certain combat consciousness, he just drew a spear from behind him again.

Watching the enemy pull out the weapon again, Ling Yan shook his slightly painful palm, and gestured towards the enemy again.

That posture is universal, and it is a provocative action only when done in battle.

That is-beheading.

"No way? It's disappointing." His lips squirmed and saw the enemy's trembling body, he couldn't help but sneered and stepped into the battlefield.

The loud shouts, the chopping of swords, and the sound of blood splashing...

Whether it was the violent wailing or the slightest sob, all came to his ears. On this chaotic battlefield, thousands of voices gathered together and were split apart by Ling Yan again. Driving the air, the screams of the blade could not escape his ears.

After the perception has risen to the point that ordinary people can hardly match it, even if the field of vision is a fuzzy gray landscape and the eyes are completely blinded, it is still possible to easily construct the movements of everyone in a radius of tens of meters.

Scanning like a radar allowed him to move forward in the crowd with ease, waving his arms continuously, smashing the soldiers who dared to stop in front of them, and after penetrating the line of Lirukius’s subordinates, they were stirred into pieces. In order to smash, kill the enemy with the palm of his hand, blood is constantly splashing on his body, and his clothes have been completely infested by the familiar smell.

This is the battlefield, where the demons take their lives, the place where humans fight each other, there is no morality, there is no one-sided vocabulary of good and evil, there are only enemies and themselves, and those who dare to raise swords and spears to themselves are enemies, that is Just like a blackened girl, just kill everything.

The piercing spear was cut off by the blade, and in the next instant, the soldier who had lost his weapon was converted between Ling Yan's fists.

It's almost like a real life in Shura...

"It seems that I have become the guy I hate the most..." Ling Yan was immersed in the frenzied fighting and murmured unconsciously: "I don't know when, I can kill people now. Blinked?"

"Do you regret it? Will I really regret it? No, I won't!"

"Because I know that the place behind me, that is the last place of peace, there is everything I want to protect!"

"For you! Family! Children! Friends! Elders! Lovers! Even the so-called glory!" Turning the soldiers before him into scarlet flesh flowers with the quickest and cruel method of tearing, he roared: "These, no Are they all reasons to step on the battlefield!?"

He doesn't know who is whispering at this moment?Is it himself?Is it empty of my will?Or the consciousness of the five-generation predecessor or Rick, or even the masked Hakuoro?

But-does it matter?

"Take it to death!" The shout came from far away like thunder, and the countless of Gilbarut's subordinates abandoned their enemies and ran towards Ling Yan with blood.

Unused weapons were brandished, long-range attacks continued to vent, and all the enemies looked like they had become popular and wanted to completely kill Lingyan this monster...

"Hehe..." His eyes showed dark purple light, and he roared excitedly: "You guys go on together!"

Both hands and feet oscillate with pure power at the same time, as if they are splitting into countless parts, they are constantly hitting the enemy's body, regardless of whether you have armor or no armor, using a knife or an axe, there is nothing in front of him. The meaning and value of existence!

Bang bang bang bang bang...

Sounds like bombs continued to sound, and every time a sound was heard, a humanoid creature became bloody and bloody, turning into minced meat that is not needed in the hospital, and even the offal soup has nothing that anyone wants.

"Come on! Isn't it amazing!?" He took a slow and deep breath, and made a huge sound that shocked the entire battlefield: "I'm here! Come and kill me!!"