winter era

Chapter 202
"That monster!"

In the Broken Blade Bar in Qingmu Ling, the freckled young man punched the bar counter viciously, and said through gritted teeth.

"What did you say that there was an unstoppable crisis in the Black Water Territory? That's hundreds of thousands of people! That's the lives of hundreds of thousands of people. It can't be wiped out by just talking about danger! They are just ignoring human lives. It’s just killing people! They don’t have any qualifications to do this! Well, that’s a total of 10 lives!”

The young man is not the only one in the bar, but now it seems that he is the only one.The hoarse voice echoed indifferently in the bar. Everyone held their glasses and drank in silence, watching the young man's one-man show indifferently.

Things have already happened, so any further regret or scolding is meaningless.To that Lord Aoki, the Master Lich who was left behind from Doomsday, this young man's little resentment was even worse than a fly.As for the tens of thousands of people who died, it would not even make a splash.

After all, he is a lich.A truly undead monster.

Can the morality of mortals restrain monsters?
All kinds of thoughts were swirling in their hearts, and the eyes of the adults were rolling, but they didn't say any words of dissuasion.

"My father is in that territory! My father is still there as a guard, dedicating his strength to the Council of Hundreds! But what happened? The sharp sword coming from behind killed him directly! It’s gone! There’s not even a single wreck left!”

"Is there no one there who anyone knows! And my poor friend, he told me a few hours ago that he was just sending a criminal, but now?! There is not even a warning! Just kill Kill him! My friend is dead! Not only my father, my friend, but also those people I know well, they are all dead!"

"Why was I the one who came out to release the wind! Why did I come to Aoki to collect supplies! Everyone should be alive, and everyone should be alive! Why! Why did such a thing happen! That Lich, that Ze Why did Latu take the lives of tens of thousands of people regardless! Even if it is the end of the world, it can’t be so casual! Everyone has the right to live their own lives, why did he do this! He is just a scumbag Just with idiots! He-!"

"That's enough, boy. If you keep talking, there will be someone who will help you shut up."

Just as the young man was getting more and more excited, a middle-aged man with a beard next to him knocked on the table.Using magic to directly lock the young man's vocal cords, he opened his mouth but could only make a panting sound of 'haha'.

"I said you, do you think you are the only one who feels suffocated? Are you the only one who has a friend who died there? If you are a bad boy, if you are strong enough, go to the tower of order? Go to the big lord Zela Go. Go and ask him what happened, ask that undead monster what happened to the world, if you dare."

The dry voice of the bearded man was like a sharp knife piercing the young man's chest.

The young man full of pimples gradually changed from an angry face to a gloomy one, lowered his head and trembled all over.Reluctantly clenched his fists, making a creaking friction sound.A little bit of dark red blood flowed down the nail.

But so what?The bearded man shook his head regretfully, and raised the wine glass in front of him again.The amber liquid caused the man's blue eyeballs to appear distorted.A sad breath emanated from the man's body, and only drinking heavily could calm the pain and sorrow in the man's heart a little.

In this restart of the world, almost every household is wearing sackcloth and filial piety.

Not only was everything ruined for that young man, but the lives of many more people were also shattered.

Wives lost their husbands, men lost their lovers, friends lost forever, and brothers lost contact.Through the blessing of the entire order network, they can feel the shattering of their family's soul almost instantly.

There was no sign, no warning, just a simple restart button was pressed, tens of 10 people lost their souls, and there was no possibility of recovery at all.In the black water collar that has turned into mist, there is no trace that can be called existence.Not even a speck of black soil could be seen.

That's why everyone came to this once empty bar, drinking in silence, savoring the pain.

"My wife, the lovely Elaine Lina, she and I are border guards. We have been working hard to record the population who came to these cities. I am here and she is there. We Watched each other for a long time."

"We have been in love for decades. From indifference at the beginning to watching each other later, it took us decades to know and love each other. We are each other's only. Just two months ago, We are engaged. The wedding date is tomorrow. I asked for leave and came here to organize a simple wedding, and the auditorium has just been set up."

"Then, I learned of her death in the soul network."

The bearded man rubbed his eyes, said in a dry voice, and looked up to take a big gulp of draft beer.It wasn't just tears, but the liquid of the wine flowed down the corner of his mouth into the beard, and disappeared without a trace.

"I have no relatives, and I grew up in an orphanage. She also grew up in an orphanage, because her parents lost all their aura by eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and finally suffered under the pressure of the three curses. Died. We are each other’s last relatives in this world, we are each other’s last watchman. But now I’m the only one left, do you think I should be happy?”

"Of course I'm unhappy...I'm very unhappy..." The man's hoarse voice seemed a little choked up.

"She is my soul, she is my dawn. Not even the radiance of the fire of order is as good as her smile. She looks so beautiful, so beautiful. It is really me that I can marry her The blessings of 4 years of cultivation."

"These two months have been the happiest days of my life. I have never been so happy in my life. We are discussing the future together on the street. We are thinking about our home. Thinking about how many children we will have. A child is better, thinking that we will work hard to earn money to support the family in the future. But what? But what about today? The original hope has become a nightmare. The family is gone, and she is dead. What do you think I am alive? Does it make sense? No. But Lord Zeratul said, it’s for this world. What can I do? I can only accept this fact. Because that’s how it is.”

"No one is willing to admit such a fact. But it is a fact. Because Lord Zeratul said so. Because Lord Zeratul did this. He has a reason for doing so. The Council of Hundreds will not open casually The world restart plan, so they must have their reasons. No matter how painful we are, we can only bear it in front of the world. Because we are part of this world, we are the cogs of the world. Where they need us, we where it should be."

"But in this way, aren't we just like livestock!"

The young man with freckles had a ray of holy white aura from his fingers, which burned the blockage in his throat, and roared unwillingly.

"Aren't we just a bunch of animals without feelings! Shouldn't we live for ourselves! Why do we have to sacrifice for the benefit of those high and mighty people! I don't want to! I don't want to!"

"But what can change if you don't want to?" The middle-aged man showed a mocking look on his face.

"Do you think we are willing? Do you think that the world is full of saints, and everyone is willing to sacrifice? Don't dream, none of us is willing. But look at the reality clearly, our strength is too weak. We are not sages, We are not great wizards. We have no way to do what we want to do. If we want to change, we must become stronger. Become stronger than anyone else."

"Being stronger... What's the use... Is it the same as that Kaos? Sealed like a monster, cut into pieces, sealed with knowledge, and locked in every corner of the world. He obviously uses his knowledge and inherits his traditions, but even his existence is obliterated. Is such a powerful meaningful? Even if he is as powerful as him, isn’t he sealed by the Council of Hundreds in the end? Is there a place that no one knows about? It’s useless to become stronger..."

"...That's just because he wasn't cruel enough at the time."

"?!"

The young man looked at the man in black standing at the entrance of the bar in astonishment.

"And even at that time, he was defeated by millions of sages. Although he was defeated, he was honored."

The man in black stepped gently into the tavern, causing an inexplicable commotion.

According to common sense, everyone in this city should have a white aura to prevent the invasion of the three curses.But the pale man in black robe in front of him didn't even have the slightest bit of aura.

He walked in the network of order like that, breathing the air full of viruses and curses, bathing in the breeze full of mutated dust, with a pale and thin smile on his face.The pitch-black and twisted wooden staff touched the ground, spreading out black ripples.Like some kind of living thing, the shadows under his feet danced restlessly, presenting some crazy colors.

'Ascetic...?No, it's not.It is impossible for ascetics to produce such evil products. '

The young man looked at the black-robed man in front of him and racked his brains.But I couldn't find anyone who could match him.

No one would crazily put themselves under the power of the three curses.Those horrible spells can drive anyone into complete madness.But looking at the tumbling shadow under that person's feet, one can tell that this person has nothing to do.

Is he really human?Young people are skeptical.

But the man in black didn't care about the young man's concerns, but walked up to him, lowered his head, and asked softly.

"Young man, do you want the power to destroy this ugly world?"

(End of this chapter)