C218

"Kill —"

All the warriors had fierce expressions on their faces as they wielded their weapons and started to fight on the battlefield.

The spear was sharp, and the organs were scattered all over the spear tip. The blood-red stomach and yesterday's filth were scattered all over the place, and the soldiers of the two sides who were fighting each other were stomping on the ground.

This was the battlefield!

I was caught between two groups of people, watching as the bladed spears swung before my eyes, not just in fear, but in shock.

Unseen scenes, thousands of years after I was caught in the middle, killing, blood, war.

It was completely different from the scenes in the TV series.

When I think back to my past lives, when the Father God was very good to me, I have never experienced war, and every time I was reborn, I found a hymn to that era in the history books.

This is the first time I've heard that a war is like this.

Suddenly, a knife cuts through the air in front of me, striking a person behind me. I subconsciously wanted to scream, but I realised that the person's eyes weren't able to see me at all, turning around to look behind me, the 'enemy' that was struck has his head separated from his body, the 'enemy' that was struck is below me, the soldiers charge and retreat, more and more of them don't have the symbol of life on their neck, and on the ground, it is intact, broken, familiar, unfamiliar.

"Have you never seen something like this before?" At some point, the Skinner had appeared behind me and brought me to a higher area in the mountains. I looked at the two factions that were fighting with each other in the valley.

"Two soldiers have no enmity, but they have a superior. Then, these two strangers will fight to the death for the benefit of the superior. Do you think they are willing to do that?"

I couldn't say it, or I didn't know what to say.

He said he was willing? No one would be willing to kill someone, especially someone who had no enmity with them.

But if one had to say whether they were willing or not, they were soldiers, the representatives of a country. Their battles represented a country.

This was a really contradictory question.

The Skinner was once used as a weapon of war in battles between the underworld and the other five realms. Did he send me to the battlefield to let me know his past and then let me know that he was not only powerful in strength, but also kind in heart, and didn't need purification?

However, in his personality, he did not seem to be someone who needed an explanation.

So what did he bring me here for?

I turned my head slightly to look at the Skinner. Surprisingly, I saw a trace of loneliness and loneliness on the Skinner's cat head.

The Skinner waved his hand, and the battlefield looked like someone had pressed the 'fast-forward' button. Soon, the crowd was gone, leaving only the corpses and the souls in the sky.

The souls of the people on the battlefield were different from those of other places. They had a very accurate grudge against those who died on the battlefield. Their resentment was so great that even their own strength was unable to change it.

Then what would happen to these souls in the end?

All of them were going to the death row?

OR

Just as he was thinking, the Skinner waved his hand again, and all of the souls on the battlefield seemed to have found an outlet and rushed towards him.

The skinwalkers had become their new leaders, and they had arranged their troops in a silent formation in the sky before them, restoring their military lives.

It was as if they had never died and had not been decapitated.

"Their souls are simple. They only need a reason to survive."

"Actually, they do not want to die. Regardless of whether or not they want to fight, living is their request. It is also an extravagant request."

The skinwalker spoke very slowly, as if he was an old man who had lived for a long time and was telling people about the absurd things he had experienced when he was young.

"How do you know what they want?" I asked.

The skinwalker cracked his mouth and said, "Because this is where I was born."

"Derived from killing and war."

"Your Highness, during the war, not only are the citizens unable to live, their souls are the same as well. They don't have a body to live in, and they don't want to go to the Underworld. If no one can subdue these souls, then they will also be in turmoil.

"Influence, national destiny?" "What do you mean?"

I didn't know what he was talking about. Out of curiosity, I asked, but only as a supplement to my knowledge. I didn't give up on the idea of purifying the Skinner.

"Does Your Highness know of the famous Great Qin Empire?"

In the entire country, only about one person knew of the Great Qin Empire.

The skinwalker continued, "That kind of great country ended up with a ridiculous history. It was precisely because there were too many ghosts born during the initial war that the fate of the King of the Great Qin Empire and the entire Great Qin Empire was not long. For those who have suffered grievances and have lost their minds for a long period of time, their grievances will become a huge obstacle to the ruler. In the end, they can only pay with the destruction of their country. "

A bigger scene appeared in the sky. The black mass of soldiers in the sky seemed to cover the sky and cover the sun, giving me a strong sense of oppression.

"Your Highness, the Skinner didn't just refer to me as a soul, but a tribe. We were born in war, and even if you purify me today, as long as there is a war in this world, I will still become a grievance. I will kill you, eat your flesh and drink your blood, and use my thin skin to exchange places."

The skinwalker looked at me quietly, his golden cat eyes full of amusement.

However, I might have to disappoint him.

I know that I can't stop the war, and I can't let the Skinner really disappear from the face of the earth, but I can guarantee you, as long as I'm still alive, I won't let you have the chance to harm others. If you want to show me that you want to persuade me to give up purifying, then your plan was wrong.

The pain from the wound on my chest has unwittingly deepened. My body also started to show signs of being slow. I can't keep on wasting time with him. I have to finish this quickly.

Once again, I conjured up the Cleansing Spell and pounced on the Skinner.

Before I could get in front of him, the Skinner suddenly grabbed towards me. What's even more terrifying is, I clearly felt that he grabbed my temple with this one strike, as if his entire hand had smashed into my head. But in the end, I was still able to stand still, and properly look at the black mass of soldiers that were moving around in the sky like dark clouds.

The skinwalker was gone.

An intense fear appeared in my mind. It was like a mountain pressing down on my heart, making it ache. But where this fear came from, I was confused.

It was as if everything had appeared out of thin air, panic, fear, nervousness, and conflict …

Soon, the Golden Steel Horse in front of me was gone as well.

I returned to the place where I had just seen the skinwalker.

However, the person waiting here was no longer a Skinner.

"Zi Sang Ming!"

The inexplicable fear became more intense, and my whole body started to panic. Looking at Zi Sang Ming now was a kind of redemption for me. The only thought I had was to jump into Zi Sang Ming's arms and listen to him say "don't be afraid" to me as usual.

However, just as I took a step forward, Zishan Ming unexpectedly squinted his eyes and looked at me with a hint of killing intent.

And in his crystal blue eyes, I saw what I looked like.

The half-rotten head of the cat, my shriveled body, and the expression of my flustered hands groping at my face.

No wonder I felt that way just now. No wonder the skinwalker had already reached his hand into my brain, but I wasn't hurt. No wonder the skinwalker disappeared.

I frantically touched my face once, tears flowing out from my tattered eyes.

"Zi Sang Ming, it's me, Yan Nuo."

I screamed as I walked forward, repeating with every step, "I am Yan Nuo," but after I repeated myself a few times, I realized that what I was saying wasn't my own words at all. I was just shouting randomly.

I can't speak properly.

The fierceness in Zi Sang Ming's eyes became even stronger. He had already grasped the flaming longsword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was now pointed at the space between my eyebrows.

Is he trying to kill me?

"Zi Sang Ming!" "Zi Sang Ming!" I hoarsely continued shouting. Although the shout was just a pointless shriek, but to let me die like this under Zishan Ming's sword … I … I really couldn't accept it.

I would rather die at the hands of a skinwalker.

The fire on my sword started to rise, and my heart started to beat faster.

In this world, there seemed to be nothing more overwhelming than being plotted against and then dying under the sword of one's lover.

However, at this moment, the voice of the skinwalker appeared in my mind, "Your Highness, are you feeling very sad and in pain? Do you know, before you caught me, that child, I used his mother's hand to skin him, and his expression gives you the same, hahaha, used to killing, only the good and evil in human nature made me more obsessed, you guys always give me a different feeling, hahaha … "

I really wanted to skin this Skinner. I fiercely said to the Skinner from who knows where, "Don't be too pleased with yourself. Even if I die here today, you won't be able to get out.

The skinwalker's voice paused, as if he had something on his mind. He coldly snorted, "You want to seal it inside? Don't forget, you are also in this dark book. "

I clenched my teeth and didn't answer.

I know, of course, that I am in this book, and it is a wonder that a "solipsistic" man like me should make up his mind to kill the people.

But I have no other choice!

If he didn't seal it, then he would die under Zi Sang Ming's sword.

How could I have any other choice!

"Fine, you can try sealing it. This body of yours is not something you can control!"

The sound completely disappeared this time around. I immediately made up my mind that I was going to perform an incantation.

He didn't feel anything when he was agitated a moment ago, but now that he was about to perform an incantation, his fingers were about to move all over his body. That was when he felt something different about his body.

He also understood what the Skinner's words had meant.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the stiffness at the joints seemed like it was pierced through with steel.

Unmoving is one thing, moving a bit can make one's heart hurt, which is the biggest obstacle in this seal technique that I won't be able to pull out for a long time.

Keep it up.

I gritted my teeth so hard that I could feel the sharp teeth digging into my skin.

He was still a bit off. He was still a bit off. The distance between his thumb and ring finger was just a bit off. He was just a bit away from completing the seal.

"Yan Nuo!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in my ears. I was stunned. The secret technique was intercepted by someone. Zi Sang Ming's hand was tightly clenched in mine, which had already turned into the withered hand of a skinwalker.

"Don't be afraid."