The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

"This is common sense." Fu Hua said.

"It's common sense that makes me tremble. Do you know what we've been praying for since the First World War in New York?"

"...What?" Fu Hua noticed that Walter's expression was a little out of control.

"I have been praying that this time, the Herrscher will not be born from the sins of mankind itself..." Walter said in a low voice: "If mankind itself is forced into the abyss and becomes the spokesperson of destruction, what else do you have?" I am qualified to say that I am fighting for human beings...sometimes the enemy does not exist at the beginning, I am afraid that you personally forced them to become enemies."

Fu Hua was silent, and she suddenly recalled the very, very distant past. After a long time, she said: "Even so, human beings and civilizations still have to be passed on and survived... We are just fighting in this long war." , constantly preparing for battle, one day, everything will become history, and to judge right and wrong is a luxury only available in later generations."

"That's your idea." Walter said, "Why don't we take a gamble."

"I don't gamble, my luck has always been bad." Fu Hua crossed his arms and said, "Don't think about crossing over, it's impossible."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Walter pushed his glasses and smiled slyly: "If this boy crosses the dividing line, you can take him away."

"?" Fu Hua cast a puzzled look, obviously Anti-Entropy should want this person very much.

"Of course, we can't let Otto know." Walter said unhurriedly: "The current anti-entropy is not planning to fight against the destiny for a God's key... As long as it is not taken away by destiny, its ownership will be I don't particularly mind, not to mention that I am very fond of this young man, he has a value worthy of entrusting the future." The First Herrscher said, "Perhaps it is the safest choice for you to take care of him, whether it is destiny or Anti-entropy will eventually make him a weapon."

"I'm afraid, it won't be as you wish..." Fu Hua shook her head, put on her hood, and looked into the distance, with a hint of pity in her eyes.

The two top-ranked powerhouses in the world were talking quietly, and the conversation hidden in the imaginary space was not seen through by anyone.

But even if they were talking, they were also paying attention to the battle situation.

Su Bai didn't advance but retreated, and all the advantages he had gained were forced back. He felt aggrieved and wanted to greet Cheng Lixue's ancestors, but he was afraid that he would take a sharp mouthful before opening his mouth. Sword wind.

Retreating steadily could not be more appropriate to describe this scene.

Sirin has already opened her eyes. She is also an experimental subject, and her natural aptitude is quite outstanding. She has the potential to become a Valkyrie, but she has become a consumable. Because her body has been strengthened, her learning ability and comprehension ability are excellent. See It is clear that Su Bai's attack has changed from fierce to clumsy.

why?

Why not choose to fight back?

Why is the uncle's footsteps so stiff, why is the trajectory of the counterattack so slow... It's almost like, it's...

Sirin bit her lip. At this moment, she finally understood the fact that she had become a burden, because the uncle had been protecting her, so she couldn't dodge, and her movements became sluggish.

Tears welled up in her eyes, turning into crystal clear teardrops in the cold weather. Sirin had always been aware of this fact, but she never felt her powerlessness more than now.

As long as I don't become a stumbling block, everything will not be like this...

Sirin suddenly thought... Then if, if she let go of her hand at this time, wouldn't the uncle become a little more relaxed, and would he defeat that terrifying female lunatic?Or, can you leave Siberia directly in this way and flee far away?Maybe everything will be fine now that I'm gone?

I have dragged my uncle down for long enough. Although it is a pity that I couldn't see the stars in the end, I have come a long way here. I have a lot of memories, I ate a lot of delicious food, I had a warm bed, and I also listened to Telling interesting stories, seeing and hearing along the way... I am really happy.

Sirin persuaded herself to let go of her hand.

She should learn to let go, and if this continues, neither the uncle nor she can leave here, hasn't it been decided a long time ago?

Instead of becoming a burden, it is better to simply go back to the cage.

You've got enough, how long are you going to be selfish?

What qualifications do you have to ask others to keep paying for you like this?

A sentence of words echoed in my heart.

She knows what to do, she knows what to do, what she should do...

But the more so, the more she couldn't let go of her hand, but instead held it tighter and tighter.

Sure enough, I still can't bear it.

I don't want to leave this broad back, it's the only place where I can embrace the peace like a dream since my mother passed away.

If you let go of your hand, you will go back to that cold cage again.

This time, there will never be a kind person who can talk to me and comfort me.

Only pain, hunger, pain...

Ultimately reduced to pure numbness...

No, I don't want to be in such pain anymore, I have experienced the sweetness of freedom, who wants to go back to such a place!

Definitely do not go back!

Isn't it good to rely on uncle like this?

He will give you all the good things in the world, and he will never leave you here!

He will take you out of this place, just like he promised!Don't let go, never let go!

Sirin pursed her lips. She held back all the guilt and powerlessness, and just blindly believed in that meager possibility.

The young girl was almost convinced by her own weakness.

But at this moment, an incomparably bright red flashed in front of her eyes, Su Bai's shoulder received a sword, and the wound left by Ruo Shui's stroke was deep enough to see the bone, right in front of her eyes, watching the flesh crack, The bones were white, and the severed muscles leaked a lot of bright red, which was more red than any red she had ever seen. It also splashed on her cheeks, and even fell between her lips and teeth...

The warmth of blood and the smell of rust dissipated Sirin's numbness, and her weakness was shattered by the scene in front of her, followed by a huge sense of fear that flooded other emotions.

...No way, there is absolutely no escape.

...If this goes on, the uncle will be killed.

...No, no, absolutely not, uncle can't die!