The night, the endless coldness, the endless darkness, but, for the dying man, it is not a protective color. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

No one's life should be taken away, no matter how humble his position, no matter how unsightly his appearance, he should not be allowed to die miserably because he told the truth.

However, over a long period of time, how many tens of millions of people have lost their lives for all sorts of strange reasons?

The right to life is not something that everyone is born with, it requires strong power or rules to protect it, but can rules be useful if someone or interest group wants to trample on it?

If it doesn't work, then the pursuit of great power has become the only choice for all those who are unwilling to be oppressed?

Since the world is unwilling to give me sunshine, then I can only find the possibility of survival in the dark.

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The entire Dao Arena was quiet and terrifying, and the darkness was a little scary, and the white dome that had been broken down had not yet been repaired, so it was even deeper and never-ending night sky above.

"Da~Da~", the green-haired old turtle crawled over and looked at the angry human in front of him with yellowish and cloudy eyes.

Ying Pojun's gaze began to drift, he had held on for too long, too long, and finally ushered in death in the gradual cold.

"Is it sad, is it painful, is it hopeless?" said the hoarse voice of the green-haired old turtle, "but in this city, I understand these feelings much more than you do. ”

The night was even darker, and the indoor Dao Arena was calm and a little terrifying.

"My father, mother, brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts" The green-haired old turtle's yellowish eyes were full of bitter hatred, looking at Ying Pojun, he roared in a low voice: "Everything about me has been stewed into turtle soup in this city!"

At this moment, the cloudy eyes of the green-haired old turtle were unusually clear, and it could never forget that moment, when the demons of the human race came, took them all, and then threw them all into the boiling water, boiled them alive, and then ate and drank them one bite after another.

Father, mother, siblings, uncles and aunts...... They make no sound in the boiling water except screaming, and they are lucky not to be stewed for a while because they are too small.

I was afraid, I was afraid, I was in pain, I was desperate, but I didn't have time to grieve, I had to do everything I could to run for my life.

Luckily, I was so young that the Terran cage couldn't hold me, and the Terrans didn't pay attention to me when I was running away.

At that time, I wouldn't do anything but crawl and crawl, even if I was unconsciously stepped on by a human race, I didn't dare to squeak, lest the human race would catch me back and put it in boiling water to stew and drink.

I didn't dare to cry out in pain, I didn't dare to raise my head, I could only drag my broken leg and crawl, I don't know how long I climbed, I don't know where I climbed, I only knew that I suddenly fell into the water, and then, I just kept falling down, falling into endless darkness.

However, darkness does not necessarily mean darkness, and sometimes light can be more sinful.

When he was able to open his eyes again, he came to a calm and peaceful underworld, and met a powerful and kind god.

God, like himself, hated the war-torn earthly world, hated the greedy creatures, and longed to destroy everything above it.

God wants to do everything he wants, but God is trapped, he can't get out of the underground world, and of course, the creatures of the earth world have to pay a terrible price if they want to get in.

I even met a top-level demigod of the Terran race, who became a puppet of atonement in the underworld.

What a beautiful and deserved fate this is for the sinful human race! O human beings, you who are sinful should fall into eternal hell and never recover, this is the truth, this is justice!

He was saved by God, so he volunteered to become a servant of God, and was willing to punish this greedy world on God's behalf.

God accepted Himself, and God's race accepted Himself, and then they taught Themselves many, many ways.

I also worked hard to practice, for myself, for God, for the race of God, and finally one day, I learned something, broke through to become a god, and became a top powerhouse who can call the wind and rain.

Burdened with a sea of blood and the expectations of the gods, he returned to the ground with a resolute attitude, but something unexpected happened to him.

Jiang Jinhyuk, the chief of the damn water country, he actually signed the Guanghai Covenant, and then the world was peaceful!

How can the world be at peace? How can it be peaceful? Why don't you continue to fight? If you don't fight me, how can you take revenge? If I don't take revenge, those past sins will be counted as such?

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The green-haired old tortoise was in despair, and he instigated the orcs to start a renewed war, but was suppressed by the orc demigods, and it was alone, oh no, a tortoise wanted to embark on a path of revenge alone, and was captured by the human demigods.

The Terran demigod was the co-master of light, and he didn't kill himself, but returned himself to the orcs, and by the way, he expressed the meaning of peaceful coexistence.

The beast clan also felt the sincerity of the human race, so the vigorous mutual trade between humans and beasts began.

The green-haired turtle has also thoroughly recognized that peace and development have become the general trend of the times.

The so-called, the general trend of the world, the vast soup, those who go along with it prosper, and those who go against it die. The green-haired old turtle knew that it was impossible to do anything, so he had to completely lurk, waiting for the opportunity for revenge.

Of course, it does not do nothing, it has started its own business on the island of the Southern Beast District, specializing in collecting those who have been subjected to social injustice, oppression, and cruelty, and forming a first-line hall, implying a first-line life.

After so many years, the first-line hall has also grown and grown, and even the independent legion facing the Terrans can not fall behind, but this is useless, because the Terrans do not have only one independent legion.

Although the lifespan of the god is long, and the life span of the turtle is longer, the green-haired turtle will inevitably reach old age and become a green-haired old turtle.

Just when he himself thought that there might be no hope of revenge in this life, the god of the underworld suddenly contacted it with a doppelganger and gave it a top-secret mission, as long as the mission can be successful, the overworld will inevitably be hit hard.

The green-haired old turtle burst into tears of emotion, it had waited so long for this opportunity that it had almost died of old age, but thankfully, it was still alive......