"The power of one person is always limited............"

"Humans or corpses............ A collective made up of individuals who believe in their own power. ”

"A combination of forces that have never been accumulated............

"Unity is strength, you can give me a good taste of this violence called quantity!!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chou, who was frowning, saw the latest battle situation on the battlefield from the monitor.

I saw that the corpses were put together, and gradually became more complete.

The tide of corpses in the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood immediately overwhelmed most of the martial artists who were still fighting alone.

Soldiers are coming to the city............

Faced with a situation that was almost worse than just now, the soldiers were powerless.

Just listen to a loud bang on the battlefield.

Penglai has not opened the door to outsiders for a hundred years.

It has been forcibly breached.

The martial artist guarding the door looked very flustered.

"In the city...... But there are still ordinary people!?"

Syllable!

A slap in the face was given to him.

The martial artist next to him clenched his fists and said calmly: "There are also martial artists stationed in the city, what we can do now is to guard the gate!

The pain in his cheeks made him wake up instantly.

Shoulder to shoulder, back to back, fists out, guarding the door.

On the battlefield, it is changing rapidly and isolated.

Several martial artists led by Wang Dazhu were still back to back, constantly solving the threats in front of them.

Above the dark clouds, there was a low cry of pity.

"Ye Chou...... Your citizens are very, very pitiful. ”

From the beginning, Ye Chou didn't say a word.

He was wondering how he could win.

"Surrender everything to the martial artists, be protected by you, and be stifled by you......"

"They don't have self-confidence. Giving up relying on your own strength to fight, relying on you martial artists, you have lost your ability to think as a human being......"

On the battlefield, the soldiers were full of anxiety, and some of them had already put down their weapons.

"Ahh

Inside the streets of Penglai, in closed houses.

The sorrowful mother comforts the innocent child.

"It's okay, anyway, this time the martial artist will definitely find a way to solve it!"

The worried father also squeezed out a helpless smile.

"Because they're completely different from people like us............"

In the underground city of the fifth-class license area.

"The martial artist in charge of the guard seems to be a little noisy, is something going on?"

People who live in a mess don't care at all.

"Who knows...... It doesn't have anything to do with us anyway............"

On the battlefield, the soldiers already looked a little flustered.

"Martial artist-sama, martial artist-sama, what should we do!?"

Eris smiled slightly.

In the face of these rabble, he has won the battle.

“.................. That's right. ”

Ye Chou finally spoke.

"Right now, hundreds of thousands of lives are dependent on us, but ............"

His face was righteous, and there was still a raging fire burning in his eyes.

"This is exactly the way a martial artist governs the country! Bear all this, have the strength to carry all this!"

"Only a martial artist can stand here!"

And then ...... With our strength, we will surely defeat you!"

Ye Chou also smiled slightly.

..............................

Party...... Jianming and Chen Shihu had already rushed to the academy, intending to persuade Wuzun Ye Chou.

But as soon as they stepped into the gate of the academy, their feet seemed to be stuck in the quagmire, and they didn't move a step.

Now the academy hall in front of the two of them is far from what it looks like on a regular day............

The empty hall was already packed with alcohol and beds.

As far as the eye could see, there were wounded people lying on the floor of the hall.

Someone had a bandage on his chest, his right arm was missing, and his face was covered with a white cloth............

Crash.

The gate was pushed open again, and Jianming instinctively turned sideways to make way.

But I saw a warrior who was carried on a stretcher, his abdomen was bleeding constantly, and his back was full of sweat......

The crowd was chaotic, and all kinds of voices filled this place that was supposed to be a happy campus.

Someone covered their wounds and shouted for water.

Someone clenched his fist, which was already bloody and fleshy, and two lines of tears.

Shocking.

A breath of death enveloped Jianming and overwhelmed him.

He closed his mouth tightly and stared at everything in front of him.

By surrendering yourself, you can stop all this.

Chen Shihu was also overwhelmed, he had already consumed a lot of physical strength.

Now he was on his knees with his hands on his hands, bending down to watch the scene after scene in front of him.

"Wounded people coming down from the front...... Almost all of them are martial artists!"

Jianming remained silent, and he began to doubt himself. And not to believe.

Is it all because of yourself? because of your own Nandou Death Star?

Do you really not have the power to change your fate?

Such a self...... Can you really say that you are worried?

Just as he hesitated, an emaciated figure sat up in the corner.

"Ahem-ahem!!"

Spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

Only then did Jianming and Chen Shihu realize that it was a familiar face.

"Grandpa, are you alright!?"

Chen Shihu recognized this person's identity earlier than Jianming.

He is the martial artist who fought with Qiu Chan and Jianming a few days ago - Chen Lao.

I saw that Chen Lao's arm was bloody, wrapped in bandages, and the blood on his head and the corners of his mouth had also been connected.

He trembled with his dry lips and said, "No...... How could it be okay...... The situation is critical!"

"The walls are almost untenable...... There are too many enemies, and if this continues......"

A martial artist next to him rushed over when he heard the news, and pressed Chen Lao's emaciated shoulder.

On weekdays, if someone is like this, he will be thrown far away.

"Don't move! You can't fight anymore!"

Chen Lao narrowed his eyes, looked at the serious appearance of the martial artist, and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.

"Ahem!"

Syllable.

He grabbed Jianming, who was at a loss for what to do and only showed a worried expression.

Holding Jianming's wrist with his withered fingers, Chen Lao lay down while opening his only tearful eye and begging, "Maybe...... It's a no-brainer for you as students, but it's an important country for us......"

He no longer had the strength to continue to hold on to Jianming, so he could only lie on the bed and look at the blurry Chen Shihu and Jianming with tearful eyes.

"What happened after that...... Please...... Please don't ...... Abandon this country and ignore ......"

"Please ...... for me Protect it......"

............... With that, he fainted.

Chen Lao, who regarded his own safety as more important than anything else, actually fought to such a point for Penglai............

Jianming's expression looked more and more unbearable.

Chen Shihu walked to the side with an arrow step and picked up gauze and alcohol.

"Chen Shihu!"

I saw him wiping Chen Lao's wound and disinfecting it, and at the same time bandaging him with gauze.

"Jianming! I'm still determined to fight for this country, though, I don't know what you're worried about......"

He looked up, emotional, and his expression was anxious.

"But this is a war waged against us by the gods!? The wrong ones must be the gods! As long as we try to repel them, isn't it? And ............"

Gritting his teeth, Chen Shihu was thinking about another person at this time.

"And you can't treat that guy and don't save him when he dies!!"

..................

Chen Shihu broke the knot in his heart in one sentence, that's right, at this moment, there are still many things to do.

But in war, the choices that everyone can make are limited.

For the current Jianming, there are only two choices.

And he's only going to choose one of them!!

..................

Don't think twice at all.

Jianming gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Leaving Chen Shihu alone, he grabbed the door and walked out.

Walking like flying, the changed street scenery is flying by Jianming's ears.

He thought as he ran.

Think of how much he misses that friend.

(Autumn cicada...... ）

'Jianming, look, it's a kitten, it's meowing!'

'Jianming, what's that?'

It's a wonderful world. ’

The street scene that quickly recedes around me is no longer in sight.

Jianming only had the flower-like smiling face of the autumn cicada in front of him.

With wind in his legs, Jianming once again quickened his pace.

To go to the place where the smile exists.

(yes, he's just like me when I just came down the mountain...... No, I still have a grandfather, and I still have a lifespan............ ）

I recall the appearance of the autumn cicada squatting on the ground before the war.

'I'm still ...... Don't want to die......'

(I want to save you!)

(So............ ）

There was hardly a shred of sunlight under the cloudy sky.

On the empty streets of Penglai, a young man with an extraordinary fate is rushing to the battlefield!

........................

At the same time, the situation on the front lines has changed.

The first to notice this were the dark shadows who had been watching from the periphery.

"......, how did those guys increase their speed and strength?"

In front of the battle, Penglai's warriors and soldiers joined forces, not only resisting the corpse legion, but repelling all of them, and they had the upper hand!

And the mystery ...... It was Ye Chou who activated 'that device'.

In the deepest part of the academy, this device, which was born to develop the transformation of spiritual power, would come in handy on this day.

Yes, the people of Penglai are indeed overly dependent on martial artists and have lost the strength to fight for themselves.

However, the opposite ...... They also entrust that power to the martial artists!

This device can absorb the spiritual power of the Fifth Permit Zone and spread it to everyone on the front line who is fighting!

Ye Chou waved his hand and gave orders at the highest point of the academy.

"This is exactly the way a martial artist governs the country! Bear all this, have the strength to carry all this!"

"Only a martial artist can stand here!"

"It is the duty and honor of the strong to protect the weak. Now is the time to show your strengths!!"