Am I doing something wrong while playing games in another world?

When He Qin's words fell, they hit Le Xingzhi's head like a heavy hammer, making him feel so painful that it was difficult to breathe for a moment, and his eyes became red:

"You mean, let me watch you fools die?"

"Someone is always going to die, why not us!" He Qin answered them without hesitation, "Don't imagine this world too well. Some people will disappear, grass will disappear, people will disappear, and so will we.

will disappear."

He looked at the lights spreading into the distance at the foot of the mountain, and finally sighed: "Some people not only have to carry their swords, but also learn to die, because if people take the initiative to peel off that ugly veil, most people will keep pretending.

Go to sleep, immersed in false dreams and unable to wake up."

The wind rolled up He Qin's sleeves. He stood in the cold wind, but his eyes were colder than the howling cold wind:

"Uncle, I don't want to kill you, please leave! Next, is our story."

"You're not just sighing. There's no need to bear these things for him that you shouldn't bear." He Jingchi, who was standing aside, had a very indifferent expression on his face. He glanced at him slightly and said, "If you have the heart, then you can do it in the distance.

Place, remember this scene firmly, and there is no need to expel the demon warriors at the foot of the mountain.

There is no need to expel the demon warriors at the foot of the mountain. After all, they are just jackals who are confused by profit. If they survive, it is their life. If they cannot survive, then they will not survive!"

——

That evening, Le Xingye left the negative sword gate in silence, blending in with the moonlight, his face full of bitterness and helplessness.

He seemed to understand that everyone in the Negative Sword Sect was determined to die, and he could not wake up a group of people who were determined to die.

Before leaving, Le Xingye, who was very angry, saw He Jingchi at the foot of the mountain. He shook his head and said to Le Xingye:

"Extraordinary people must learn to beg for death, or even actively beg for death. Let everyone see their protector falling bloody in front of them, let them realize their own powerlessness, and let them always maintain a reverence for life.

Heart, especially in this era when war is about to break out——"

Le Xingye's face darkened: "There are many ways to avoid it."

He Jingchi shook his head, turned around and disappeared, leaving only one sentence in Le Xingye's ears:

"Riding on the horse to gallop -

Come to me, Daofu, to go first."

A few days later, Le Xingye, who was hiding in the distance and watching, looked at the night sky that was instantly lit up and sighed quietly.

You always want to fulfill your own righteousness, have you ever asked other people if they want you to die?

Knowing that the demon clan was going to gather here, how could the Red River Valley, or the Dao Alliance, really stand by and suppress the demon clan with heavy firepower, an attack team composed of the top sacred areas, and a firepower network composed of 6 artifacts, when the demon clan was discovered

In one moment, he poured out his firepower without any reservation.

The mountains were melted, and the World Tree skeleton and the divine earth supporting the continent were unable to suppress the violent organizations that were attacking with all their strength. Le Xingye, who was hiding from a distance, watched the battlefield that continued to spread outward.

During the war, both humans and monsters lost their sense of self-judgment. Extraordinary power could not make them more sober, but would only further intensify the violent emotions hidden in their hearts.

Waves of wailing, soaring fire, like the daytime night sky, the trembling earth——

The peach grove on the mountain, which the members of the Negative Sword Sect loved most, was ignited, and poisonous mist, shock waves, flames, hurricanes and violent sword energy collided together.

For a moment, Le Xingye seemed to be dreaming back to the disaster-like scene he saw while playing the game.

What happened in the CG screen was played out in his eyes. The demon clan, which was well-known in later generations, was here used as a fortress to resist attacks. Different species of demon clan with different fighting methods fought with people and with each other.

They fight among themselves and form a chaotic battle.

And what has become of the Negative Sword Sect, he doesn't know. After all, he is just a lonely soul without a home in this world, and can only quietly watch those familiar people die.

"Are you heartbroken? That's right. 32331 and he have seen too many such scenes. In the furnace of war, only a few people can escape, and most people can only be praised.

It is said that Qingshan is lucky enough to bury loyal bones."

"Is this war?"

"Yes, this is war. It goes through history and never really disappears. It is a war that can explain the true meaning of peace far better than the concept of peace. Every number will become the pain of history, reminding people, and then being forgotten. In the end

Over and over again, the cycle continues.”

—Outside the Negative Sword Gate—

The blue sword energy rolled towards the sky and the earth like a tide, and the world overturned. A blood-stained long sword nailed a big demon to the ground. The sudden burst of interlaced sword light evaporated it together with the flesh and bones, and the white clothes fluttered.

He Jingchi walked up to Jing Chu who was exhausted:

"stand up."

Jing Chu held the scabbard of his sword and reluctantly stood up.

"Do you know why I asked you to fight the demon army before the demon warriors?"

Jing Chu smiled bitterly: "Disciple, I understand."

"I have reminded you many times to be decisive and learn to give up. It will be good for you and the demon girl, but you just don't listen. You have listened superficially since you were a child, but secretly you have not repented."

Jing Chu, who couldn't stop coughing, turned slightly blue because he was polluted by poisonous demonic energy in front of him, but He Jingchi didn't care that this was his disciple and slapped him without mercy:

"Keep this image in mind for me. Humans and monsters are like water and fire. They are incompatible. No matter how innocent they are, we still need to use the blood of these cubs to comfort those trampled creatures."

He Jingchi pulled up the long sword on the ground, and more and more powerful auras rose into the sky from the mountains around Negative Sword Gate. Among them, there were many auras that Jing Chu was very familiar with, and his eyes widened:

"Master, those things——"

"Your uncles, a group of remnants of the old era, are determined to accompany me to bury everything. Unfortunately, looking at the situation in Shanhai Realm, it may be a bit difficult. But now that I have said so much, it doesn't matter anymore."

He Jingchi raised the sword in his hand high and shouted to the sky: "If you are afraid of death, you should not be a beggar army. Pick up your weapons and use your old bodies to fight. No matter whether there is an abyss ahead, the time for a deadly battle has arrived -"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!!"

"Fight to the death!!!"

…

There were obviously not many people, but when the sounds of a deadly battle rang out, the roars that resounded through the sky could be heard for hundreds of miles.

The roars of countless people rang out at the same time, making Le Xingye tremble slightly when he heard the sight from a distance. The army of beggars all over the mountains and plains, together with the demon warriors, fought together with the torrent-like army of demon clans. Soldiers faced each other, and kings faced each other. In an instant, they would be defeated.

The world outside the sword gate turned into a millstone of flesh and blood.

"Have they~ finally started?"