Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4383 (Four Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty-three)

The person who had said before, "I don't have the courage, so I didn't ask to go. This is where you and I are different," was naturally afraid, so he endured the pain and said, "Yes."

"What did you understand?" asked the head with steaming tears flowing from its eyes.

It was already difficult for him to even answer with the word "yes". If he was asked to answer clearly at this time, it would be like killing him.

He didn't answer immediately, but when he saw the other party open his mouth again, he felt that he might suffer even greater pain. In order to avoid this situation, he insisted, "I... I understand. I... I shouldn't..." He was in so much pain that he didn't continue.

"Shouldn't what?" asked the head with steaming tears flowing from its eyes.

"We shouldn't... do... that... to the blue-armored man..." he replied.

"What?" said the head with steaming tears streaming from his eyes, "Explain clearly!"

"I shouldn't have seen...the blue-armored man being...killed..." He said this and wanted to continue speaking, but stopped.

"What?" the other party said, "Hurry up and tell me! Explain clearly! Otherwise..."

"Okay..." he said immediately, "I'll say..."

"Tell me!" the other said, "What should you do when you see the blue-armored man being killed?"

"I don't...feel...cruel." he replied.

"That's it?" asked the head with steaming tears flowing from its eyes.

"Yes." he answered.

"Now that you think back to the time when you saw the blue-armored man being killed, do you feel that it was cruel?" the other party asked. "I... I'm... trying." He replied.

"Try hard?" asked the head with steaming tears flowing from its eyes.

"Yes. Try to feel...feel..." he said. He stopped again because of the pain.

"What do you feel?" the other party asked.

"Cruel...inhuman..." he replied.

"How funny!" said the head with steaming tears flowing out of its eyes, "You still have to try hard to make yourself feel cruel? When lives are killed one by one, you still have to try hard to make yourself feel cruel? What are people like you made of?! What do you think of the blue-armored people?"

At this time, the head with a bunch of weeds painted on the left cheek said to him: "Look at my left cheek."

After hearing this, the person who had previously said "I don't have the courage, so I didn't ask to go. This is where you and I are different" looked at the left side of that person's face.

"What's on my left cheek?" the man asked.

"Fuck." he replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the weeds painted on the other person's left face gradually growing out of his face, one by one, becoming longer and wider. On each weed, there appeared a person lying down, including babies, toddlers, teenagers, young people, middle-aged people, and the elderly. However, those lying down seemed unable to move on their own initiative. They were all skinny and shriveled, clinging to the weeds, looking very light.

The head with a bunch of wild grass painted on its left cheek blew gently, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the "bottomless box".

(End of this chapter)