The Heavens: Falling Ink From Douluo

Chapter 692 All fear comes from lack of strength

"Who will tell me what happened?"

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"Help me, help me!"

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"Don't run around, don't mess around, don't do anything!"

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"Go rescue your fellow disciples first!"

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"Find a safe place to stay nearby first!"

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The disadvantages of large numbers of people and inconsistent opinions are vividly reflected at this moment. Not to mention the already chaotic six sects, even the relatively unified Mingjiao, in the face of this sudden natural disaster, the White-browed Eagle King, Wu Sanren and various helmsmen all In a panic, he hurriedly issued various orders without waiting for Xiao Zhao's orders or communicating with other high-level officials of the Ming Cult, in order to preserve his own strength.

But this kind of chaotic command can only make the chaotic situation more chaotic.

Various commands conflict with each other.

The injured people were crying out in pain and asking for help.

People with poor psychological quality are screaming and running away.

People with good psychological quality are also giving random orders.

There are only a very small number of Ming Cult members, disciples of the six major sects, and members of the Five Mountains Sword Sect who obey the command, about one-fiftieth of the total number, and this ratio is compared to the 49/50 disobedient ones. Human beings are like a small boat sailing on the sea, teetering on the edge and in danger of capsizing at any time.

And more of those who were dispersed, pinned down by boulders, or even obeyed orders to stop the riot but had to take action, were counterattacked or killed, it was easy to say that they were dead, but those who were not dead were also coerced by the crowd after losing their combat effectiveness. , I don’t know who I was fleeing with and where.

Stampedes are common.

This is why the first lesson learned by every general from ancient times to the present is how to prevent and respond to bombings, not tactics or strategies.

Panic will spread.

There is also a limit to what people can bear.

It's like a rubber band.

Exceed its limit and it will break.

And once it breaks, the consequences are staggering.

The escapees will run out desperately. This is the instinct to survive. Every living thing has it. At this time, everything in front of them is their enemy. In extreme panic, they will not even consider detours and other methods. , but will rush forward like the fire bull array created by Tian Dan back then, and this avalanche-like trend will not change its path just because of a piece of snowflake. This is why Tian Dan wants to tie up the cattle. In a row, because only cows tied in a row will not run around. Even if a few cows want to run around, they will be led forward by other cows. Therefore, if you want to kill, you must absolutely destroy them with thunder and show no mercy. If you don't kill, you can only be carried away. Even a well-trained army will be trampled by the fire bull formation and no bones will be left. The six major sects and the Mingjiao want to form an formation with their core disciples and innate masters. Blocking these thousands of people from bombing the camp was not only overestimating their capabilities, but also a fantasy.

However, if you don't block, you can only run.

Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao seemed to realize something.

Controlling the situation hoarsely.

A man orders Mingjiao, but no one listens.

Even if he directed Wudang, no one would listen.

Xiao Zhao was a courageous person. He gritted his teeth and found a long sword from somewhere. He raised the sword and stabbed several people who were running towards him in a hurry. Some even tried to push him. The Ming Cult disciple raised his blood-stained sword and pointed it at the suppressed Ming Cult disciples around him. His pretty face was cold and expressionless. Only the other hand hidden in the sleeve had its nails pierced into the palm.

Her pretty eyes were full of anger and she was not angry: "You disobeyed orders, ignored the rules of our Ming Cult, and in order to escape for your lives, you actually hurt your brothers and sisters. In your eyes, do you still have this Ming Cult, and do you still have me as the leader?"

More than a dozen Mingjiao disciples woke up from a dream.

They all expressed their surrender to Xiao Zhao.

However, Zhang Wuji did not have this method.

He is not so cruel either.

Seeing that no one listened to him, he could only stand up self-righteously and split the gravel with punches and palms. He didn't care who he was saving. Anyway, he would save individuals. The main targets were those who called for help. people.

This approach cannot be said to be wrong, but it is also wrong.

The people calling for help are the wounded.

Walked through the critical point of life and death once.

They are far crazier than those who fled.

Therefore, once these people regain their mobility, they will add to the chaos and make this catastrophic avalanche bigger and bigger.

Xiao Zhao felt a headache when he saw it.

However, just when she had a headache.

But a voice suddenly floated into her ears.

"Very distressed?"

"Do you feel like you are powerless to change all this?"

"You are right, but no one listens?"

The voice came from behind. Xiao Zhao turned around fiercely.

Immediately he saw the young man who had just strangled his young master by the neck. According to the name of others, he quickly begged him: "Please help me, Mr. Lin!"

She dares to kill.

At this moment, the only way to stabilize the situation is to kill.

However, she is only first-rate.

I can only kill some minions.

The various helmsmen who were running away like crazy were all top-notch experts. As for her who had just become the leader of the Ming Cult, she was not qualified to control these people. But only by controlling these people would the chaos on the Ming Cult end. Clearance can lead to a stable and orderly retreat, instead of like now. There are indeed people who ran away, but more of them died under the feet of their own people. In less than three minutes, they were stepped on. Dozens of people died, and countless people were chopped down and hit by falling rocks.

If Lin Chaoci is willing to help her.

As for Mingjiao, she was sure of it.

Once the Mingjiao is stable, she will be sure to stabilize the order of the six sects.

Never mind how many people can be removed in the end.

It is always worth more than those meaningless sacrifices such as being trampled, chopped down, and crushed to death.

"Ok."

"It's just that I want to make a deal with you."

Lin Chaoci didn't seem surprised at all by Xiao Zhao's request. He waved his hand and spoke half a beat faster: "I think you are a talent and you are very beautiful. Why don't you just follow me? Or this Mingjiao, you just need to take this Mingjiao and listen to my instructions. When there are no instructions, you can live as usual. You are still the leader. I promise you that if I take action, no one will be hurt or hurt. How about death?"

"can!"

Xiao Zhao agreed without thinking.

However, I didn’t really think about it.

Xiao Zhao only thought about two questions.

The first one is: Do you have the ability to prevent this disaster that has already happened?

The second is: How much time does this disaster leave for her to think about?

Putting the two questions together, the answer is - she has no ability to prevent this disaster, and every second of her thinking may cause the death of a person who can survive. This is the price of her hesitation!

Therefore, no need to hesitate!

He bent his knees and knelt on the ground.

Make your attitude clear.

He rested his forehead on the gravel on the ground and said softly: "Xiao Zhao is willing to serve you as the master, and everyone in the Ming Cult is willing to listen to your orders. Please take action!"

"Okay~"

The tone was calm, from beginning to end.

Before he finished speaking, the black and white realm unfolded.

This time, it’s not like the sky and the earth are eclipsed.

But...

"Immortal magic power - the world in the palm of your hand!"

The huge amount of consumption made Lin Chaoci's face turn pale.

This does not consume internal energy.

But mana.

The magic power of a cultivator.

And on his palm, at some point, there appeared a mini-mountain model that was exactly the same as Guangmingding.

At the same time, everything on the top of the light, not just humans, animals, rocks, vegetation and everything else, except time, are all imprisoned in this moment. Everyone's thoughts can move, which seems to mean that this is just space. Imprisoned, not by time.

Only Lin Chaoci could still move.

Like a living god.

He raised his hand lightly.

It was in Xiao Zhao's trembling pupils.

Stretch out your finger and dig into the miniature mountain model in your hand.

It's like kneading plasticine.

The movements gently squeezed the mountain peaks.

And in the reality that she could also see, all the cracks on the ground slowly healed with Lin Chaoci's pinching action!

All fear comes from lack of strength!

When you have the power to change the world, you should be afraid of others!

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(End of this chapter)