"This is... Suffering that only humans have, right? ”

Nan looked at the gun in his hand and muttered to himself.

"No, only good humans do." Nielsen added.

There was a bearded man kneeling in front of the two, looking extremely vicious, if the "villain" needed an image endorsement, he could leave the country without makeup. Three fingers were missing, some said that he was taken away by bullets, and some said that he had a son who was too drunk, and he opened the insurance but forgot to lose the grenade, but the most common theory is that he did not bring the principal at the table once, which was used to offset fifty yuan.

The twin cores of the Persian warband are surrounded by a few core members brought from Japan, and the bustling periphery is the stragglers who have been recruited locally.

The story has been clarified.

This Hadi Reza, the kneeling bearded man, was drunk as usual to-day, and played a drunken man's madness, so that some of his men who had followed him helped him to the tent where the prisoners were tied up, and ordered the younger brother to guard the door. Like a weasel in a hen's coop, he used a five-inch fruit knife to wipe the necks of all six Britannian soldiers who were tied up with flowers.

This movement is not big, but it happened to be heard by a passing athlete. Seeing the nervous expression of Brother Feng and the movement in the tent, Asakura Jian'er immediately reacted. Pushing the two of them away, they rushed into the tent, only to find that it was too late, and the blood spurting from the arteries had stained the entire tent red, like purgatory. Without saying a word, the athlete pulled out a gun and aimed it at Reza's head before pulling the trigger. At the last second, he was grabbed by several people in the arm, the bullet missed, and then twisted all the way to Nan and Nelson.

After asking about the consequences, Minami asked them to bring over Hadi Reza, who was still talking crazy.

This guy was one of the few people on the entire team who could speak English, but it took a lot of effort to ask why he was doing it.

"Anyway, I don't have two days to live, can these bastards still be released if they don't kill them?"

These are his exact words.

That's right, Nan didn't hide the success rate of this plan as everyone else, everyone knew that it was a suicide mission.

Reza had a reason for doing this, but from another point of view, he was clearly violating the principles of the Black Knights.

Don't kill the unarmed.

Don't kill the weak.

Those men were unarmed and had no ability to resist.

Those who break these oaths are all enemies of the Black Knights, and they should all be killed.

Not to mention the fact that it is still a member of the group.

But seventy percent of the war group is a local terrorist organization, and two days will be the day of the raid, and this guy is their leader again... This kind of thing before the battle has not ended well since ancient times.

Everyone is waiting for Minami's decision.

Nan knew that although these guys were not su, cultured, and disciplined, when it came to bravery, there were few people in the world who were as brave as the Persians. This wolfish nature in the blood caused them to drink and sing all night after hearing the news that it would be a suicide attack three days later, thanking Allah.

As warriors, they are the best and the worst.

Longing for death, longing for death with the enemy, but to find its roots, it is not a desire for freedom or a yearning for national independence.

That's religion at work.

Is it really necessary to execute this guy?

Nelson frowned.

It's only been these two days anyway, isn't it?

If this leads to conflicts between these incorporated militias, there will even be rifts with the locals······

Nan Chang, who was beside him, sighed and ordered.

"Commissar, let's get started."

"Hey..."

"Nelson, that's your job. You. Minami raised his chin at the militiaman who had seized the gun. Give him back the gun. ”

The other party hesitated for a moment, but Ken didn't wait for him, and stepped forward to take back the gun given to him by the deputy commander, which had helped him defeat the Shumu instructor.

Onlookers began to stir.

Nelson glanced back at Nan again, but saw that the other party showed no signs of softening. Sighing softly, he pulled out a black instruction manual from his bosom and flipped to the last few pages.

"'Unforgivable wrongs committed by members of the regiment in the course of the action, subject to their own reasons, shall be convicted of the provisions of this chapter. The punishment imposed by the qiē according to the terms is to be the commander-in-chief. Whoever pronounces the sentence will enforce it. All of them are regarded as the verdict of ZERO himself and the actions of ZERO himself. Above. ”

Nelson read the sermon in Persian.

"Oops, this is still a courtroom?" The bearded man laughed and handed both wrists up. "Quick, cuff me!"

"Hardy Reza, are you volunteering to join the Black Knights?"

"Remember... Unclear? Probably, right? ”

As he spoke, he burped and sprayed it in Nelson's face.

"When you joined the group, did anyone explain to you the principles of the organization and what you are not allowed to do?"

"Fart! Not at all! Hahahaha! ”

The temples of the monk were pounding.

This bastard, doesn't he have any self-esteem?!

"Have you sworn to the principles of the organization?"

"Huh?"

"Did you, after taking the oath, deliberately kill civilians or captives who were incapacitated and did not threaten the security of the organization?"

"They fell, they fell on my knife, it's my business."

"They fell in line?"

"Damn, how do you know?!"

The bearded man was pleasantly surprised and slapped desperately. The crowd of onlookers laughed too.

Nelson's face was as black as a piece of charcoal, and he was about to smash a few of the bastard's front teeth, when the figure next to him flashed, and Nan had already kicked him straight in front of the door, and Reza was kicked by this sudden huge force and turned back one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, lying on the ground, so painful that he couldn't even make a sound.

"Thank you." Nelson thanked the other man.

"You're welcome." Nan said that the body lì life is not suitable for people like you.

The militiamen were stunned for a moment, looked at the boss on the ground whose life and death were uncertain, and then slowly moved their gaze back to the face of their nominal leader, and their eyes gradually became dangerous. A few eager guys have already pressed their hands to their waists. Gathered in the middle.

"Both! Give me! I don't care about you!!! ”

Reza slammed to his feet, his face covered in blood, and his expression even more fierce.

Striding towards Nelson, he stopped almost against the other party's face, staring at the other party as if he was about to eat a human at a distance of a few centimeters.

With a tilt of his head, he spit out three teeth, grinned, and the blood in his mouth suddenly gushed out unstoppably.

This brute is really a ruthless character.

"If you want to kill me, do it. Don't grind, like a woman, you have to make excuses, read the terms, pronounce the judgment, are you going to divorce me or what? Ha? ”

Nelson pushed him away, turned to look at his men, and waved his arms vigorously.

"What do you want to do? Yes? You want to rebel, don't you? Our boss wants me to die, so wouldn't it be good if I died? Heckling isn't it? What do you want to do······ I ask you! I want to do it all! Dry! Miscellaneous! What?!! ”

In the end, his words worked, and he drank back the group of jackals who tasted bloody and asked in a word, and lowered his head and didn't dare to look into his eyes.

"You." Reza snapped her fingers at the athlete. "That little ghost, come on, here."

As he spoke, he tapped his head.

Jian'er ignored him and turned his head to look at Nan, waiting for the instructions of the station leader.

The two of them may be the only ones among the more than 500 people who are not moved by each other's anger.

Reza is indeed ruthless, even among the locals, he is one of the best mad dogs, but he is still not a level compared to these two.

Nan smiled coldly, didn't bird him, turned around and walked into the tent. Reza raised an eyebrow and chased after him......

"Hey, didn't you say you're going to kill me? How? You..."

"Stop disgusting." Nelson stood in front of him and grabbed him by the collar. "One bite at a time, 'want to kill you' or something, Mr. Reza, not everyone in the world is like you, 'wanting' to kill."

"That's a nice thing to say, but what are you doing?"

"Kill." Nelson simply admitted. "But I won't kill innocents, I won't kill people unnecessarily, and I'm not going to be as happy as you are. I misread you... I misread all of you... You are the most selfish people I have ever met, you are not worthy to call yourself a warrior, you are not worthy to protect the people of this land, and you are not worthy of the emblem of the Black Knights. ”

"Hmmm..."

Reza squinted at Nelson with drunken eyes.

"Listen... Britannians··· You... Have you ever seen a burned village? Yes? It's not a few close-ups on TV, it's not a montage with aphrodisiac music, it's not a few photos of the child before his death, the grave... Have you ever seen, a village that was really destroyed? Huh?· A man, standing in the middle of the ruins... The smell of barbecue in the air, the smell of sulfur... Flies... Countless flies are flying around you like a carnival. Stop in your face, in your eyes, and think you're also one of the barbecues. Arms, fingers, some recognizable, more of stubbles of internal organs like vomit, half of the calf exposed under the bricks, a few toes missing, and the wound covered with white maggots... Stinky black... What about you... I happened to know the silver chain around the neck of the foot... You remember... That's your eleventh birthday present for your daughter······ Sue sù me··· If you've seen any of these things... If it happens to you, will you slit the throats of those six brutes? ”

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Pendragon.

With each step closer to that place, the voices echoing in my head became more and more disorienting.

Fragmented language, like a whisper, is transmitted in the mind without any means.

Whispers of the dead.

The wishes of the living.

Think about elevators.

It was the only way to that world.

There is a qiē answer there.

Freedom from the shackles of the flesh, greed, and all the inferior nature of human beings, there is no more individuality. "I" even "we", and therefore "lies" lose their meaning.

Charles stopped at the front of the steps, slowly raised his head, and stared at the seemingly never-ending staircase.

All one qiē, at the end of the steps.

Decades of hard work, just to return to the roots of human beings.

No more worry, no more fear, no more fear of "others". No more "language", no more materiality.

It is both evolution and return.

There, there is eternal peace.

"Talk to me."

Charles didn't actually speak, he just stared at the end of the stairs, showing this willingness in his mind.

There was an ethereal echo from the light source at the end, like a stone thrown into a pool of water in the hollow valley, and it seemed like a jade artifact was shattered.

That was the dead man's response to him.

It is still not a "language" that the emperor can understand now.

Thinking that the elevator is not yet finished, another important key is missing. After decades of research, tens of millions of lives destroyed, and dozens of hundreds of countries conquered, he finally got infinitely close to "God" ———— his enemies.

All that's missing is the other key.

Every question will be answered.

The light at the end of the staircase dimmed and brightened, and the Emperor felt the other man's thoughts, and stretched out his hand to the light. The originally never-ending staircase was instantly zeroed, and the surrounding scenery, the ground beneath his feet, all disappeared.

After passing through a gate made of a physical curtain of light, the entity was blocked from the other side, and only the will was the light curtain. Loud voices, thoughts, thoughts, frenzied rush into the emperor's brain. It was as if standing alone on the edge of a cliff, facing a tsunami that covered the sky and the moon and the stars and moon.

The laughter of children, the crying of women, the roar of men, the sighs of old men. All the voices merged together to drown him out, and then faded in an instant.

The Emperor slowly opened his eyes, and was already on the other side of the door.

What happened just now reminded the emperor every time that he was just a mortal.

Here, he's just a humble human being.

The five senses lose their meaning in this space.

What he hears, sees, hears, and touches are all signals that the other party projects directly into his mind. The surrounding images look like melted oil paint. The colors are mottled and old, with life-like changing shapes, and gradually, all the color blocks in the space converge into a huge pattern that can almost cover the heavens and the earth in the distance.

【Leviathan】

The Emperor replied to the other in his mind.

It was a sea monster with the body of a snake, the fins of a whale, and the head of a crocodile. The size is so large that it is beyond the human perception of space. In Hebrew mythology, the beast is said to be powerful enough to fight Satan.

Greed, jealousy, tyranny, devouring a qiē.

【Country】

The Emperor continued.

Leviathan, or The Giant Spirit, was written by the British scholar Thomas Hobbes in 1651. The full name is Leviathan, or the substance, form, and power of the ecclesiastical state and the civil state.

The state, the great Leviathan - is an artificially molded person.

Sovereignty is its soul, officials are its joints, rewards and punishments are its nerves, wealth is its utility, security is its cause, counsel is its memory, fair law is its sanity, peace is its health, turmoil is its disease, and civil war is its death.

Legend has it that after God created man, man pleaded to God: "God, we are too weak. Please create another hero and let him protect us." God said, "Heroes will oppress you and eat you while protecting you."

The all-knowing and all-powerful God, who can see the past and the future, rejects the demands of mankind.

But in order to resist all kinds of external risks, in order to resist the fear in their hearts, people still create a "Leviathan" by themselves, and create a behemoth that can give them a sense of belonging.

Government.

But the government is a two-faced beast. It is composed of and operated by people, so it has the quality of "demigod and half-beast" of human nature. It is both living and lifeless. While it protects people, it also eats people. It is both the work of humanity and the embodiment of humanity itself. Greedy and cowardly, strong and vulnerable.

It was born because everything in the world is insufficient, but human greed is unlimited. So there is the continuous, power-based "war of all against all". As a result, all human beings in their natural state are "lonely, poor, filthy, rough and short-lived."

This chaotic war in which "all are enemies" is not in the interests of the majority. And "killing", the inherent "natural right" of human beings, plays an almost paradoxical conflict with the basic human demand of "fear of death······

Leviathan is the only solution for the small and pathetic human race.

It is essentially a social contract in which all people surrender their natural power to the authority of the state to maintain internal peace and external defense.

This creature, whether its name is monarchy, aristocracy, federalism or democracy, it is a Leviathan, and this point never will.

An absolute, eternal being.

A compromise of greed and cowardice.

An artificial life.

The embodiment of the lies of this world.

The Emperor stared at the beast at the end of the world.

The other party seemed to feel the gaze of the dust-like human, but he didn't react in the slightest.

The Emperor could feel the will of the other, not curiosity, hatred, or contempt.

The man-made god just used him as part of the background.

The Emperor grinned, looked up, and looked at the god who was hiding somewhere.

Why are you showing me this? Country··· It's just a clumsy ploy by you to glue together a world that could be torn apart by lies at any moment. We're not perfect, you know that very well and it's not going to change anyway. 】

······

[Over the years, you have shown me so many pictures, why? 】

······

[I just asked you the simplest question. Why let the world be full of lies? 】

······

[Give me the answer!] Why!? Why do I have to kill my siblings?! Why should my blood relatives point their guns at me?! Why did I only get to where I am today by piling up countless lies?! 】

······

[Why... Do you just want to see humans kill each other? 】

······

[It doesn't matter anymore, the moment I kill you with the sword of Akaxia, I will have the answer, my family, and eternal peace. 】

The Emperor turned, raised his hand into the void and pulled it away, and the exit appeared in front of him.

"Charles ······"

The emperor's footsteps could not be taken, and the eyes of the king of men, this man who had stood at the top of the world for decades, were full of shock.

It spoke to itself...

God... For the first time ever... Spoke to me?

"Charles · We··· Poor ... Charles..."

It is like the sound of wind chimes being blown, soft, and changeable, sometimes far and near. There are no feelings, age and even gender, but there is no doubt that it is a human voice. Not just one, but the harmony of all human beings.

The Emperor turned slowly.

All space for the line of sight was occupied by a pitch-black body. And that's not all, in fact it's just a part of the other side.

The Leviathan, each of its mountain-sized teeth, staggered in front of it, spreading to the sides to the sky.

"Killed your own... Parents··· Wife and children""··· Brother and sister... Finally came to us... This time""··· Charles intends to... Kill us ······"

【······ 】

The emperor stared at each other.

"What is he thinking now?"

"He must have felt... Like ""... David... In human form... To Goliath..." Challenge"""Holding in your hand... Our "heads"

"Charles · I... Poor Charles. ”

[As a 'god', your methods of provoking others are too naïve. 】

Emperor.

This man is the only man in the world who can straighten his back in the face of this kind of coercion that can instantly destroy the minds of mortals, and talk to him without changing his face.

"I'm sorry... Charles... I'm sorry..." We··· Need "You"

[Begging for mercy? It's too late. 】

"I'm sorry... We "want""··· Destroy you..."

[Declaring war? 】

"No... It's not war""Yes... Need" "Need" "We need you... Destroyed"

"Charles, Charles" "... Charles... Charles, Charles"

"Charles" "Charles"

"Charles · Charles ······ Charles"

"Charles"

"We need you..."

"Dead", "ruined", "withered", "perished", "collapsed", "hanged", "no, burned", "suicide? "Poisoned" "fell from the top of the palace." ""Right""··· Falling""··· In the pinnacle of ""human power" of the right ... The Fall"

"Fall..."

"Poor Charles... We··· Need you. ”

"Charles is the chosen one..."

"We need you..."

"Fall."

【····· Is that so? 】

The Emperor silently listened to the other party's emotionless statement, and suddenly tilted his head and laughed wildly. Suddenly, the whole world was shaken and rumbled by his laughter, like a muffled thunder.

【God··· Struggle as hard as you like. You can't control my fate, you hide in the clouds, and the era of playing with the fate of the world is coming to an end. I, Charles M. Di Britannia, I swear that I will cut off your head with that sword with my own hands. 】

"Charles · We"

The Leviathan slowly opened its gluttonous maw, and inside was a huge dark space. In the depths, there was a faint white glow like a firefly.

A figure, only one step, came to the emperor.

White-haired, purple-eyed, and seemingly a teenager, only as tall as the emperor's chest, he raised his head, looked straight into his eyes, and spoke in a staccato voice.

"We will", "He", "will... Kill you. ”

【··· I see, is this your last resort? 】

The Emperor snorted disdainfully and turned to leave.

"He'll kill you."

"Charles · Please··· You"

"Do your best..."

"Stop him."