Chapter VIII

Death means the end of everything.

So when death comes, everything will be nothing.

The shackles formed by reason, the shackles formed by cognition and knowledge, are ultimately no match for the instinct of survival.

Everything will be broken.

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Swish!

In the cave, one of the fastest thousand-armed elites appeared next to the bandit who had delivered a fatal blow to the pillars, and his hands grabbed his sword-wielding arm like iron pincers.

The thousand-armed elite who followed had already grabbed Pillar by the shoulder, ready to drag him away.

But it was also in this moment that the bandit's blade stayed on the head of the pillar, and even if the elite of the Thousand Hands Clan was quick enough, the sharp blade still cut through the scalp.

But at the same time, the weapon pierced between the pillars also pierced through the person's heart accurately.

Blood trickled down the cracks in the hair, down the forehead between the pillars, down to the center of the eyebrows, and then to the bridge of the nose...

But the time was too short, and the column itself did not feel it at all.

Instead, he just watched silently at the weapon that he had sent out in an instant and pierced through the bandit's heart.

The palm of his hand was still on the hilt of the knife, because if he held the knife and stabbed it, with the height of the three-year-old pillar, he would not be able to stab the opponent's heart at all and kill him with one blow.

Finally, he did...

The feeling of death was still there, and it was naturally impossible for the mind between the pillars to regain calm so quickly.

But in this moment, he felt a sense of relief.

Because everything so far has been in his calculations.

The thousand-armed elite who grabbed the bandit's arm looked at the boy's eyes that were terrified on the surface, but in fact contained an extremely determined look in the deepest part, and his face couldn't help but be surprised.

"In order to break your own reason, you deliberately pushed yourself to the brink of death?"

Although he had seen the intentions of all the seemingly reckless actions in the columns, the thousand-armed elite still couldn't understand why a three-year-old child would have such deep-rooted shackles in his heart.

And in order to achieve a breakthrough, Pillar did not hesitate to use his own life as an experiment.

Because no matter how sane a person is, he is still human at heart, and the desire to survive when death comes will shatter everything.

It seems that Pillar Ma did it, but he took a huge risk for it, and even the actions of these people were part of Pillar Room's vision.

If he hadn't intervened in time to restrain the bandit's movements, this knife would have been enough to split the head between the pillars.

Even if Tsuruma was able to kill the bandit in the end, as long as he and his companions didn't move as quickly as expected, Tsuruma himself would surely die.

Therefore, it is really unimaginable that this elite of the Thousand Hands clan will have such a complex psychology and calculation that will appear in a child who is only three years old.

The bandits who had been knocked away from between the pillars were still wailing, but other than that, there was no other movement in the cave.

Columns could already feel the sharp pain coming from his scalp, and the warmth of the blood that had slid down his cheeks and down his neck and into his chest.

In his swollen eyes, the bloodshot covering the whites of his eyes suddenly decreased a lot.

But then in the boy's eyes, two lines of tears flowed down in an instant.

Not for any other reason.

He was scared.

Pillar asked himself that he was definitely not a brave person, and his character could even be said to be a little weak, compared to the ninjas of this world.

In the face of life and death, in fact, he has been running away.

The previous attacks on those bandits were all off the mark, not because the pillars were missed, those were all he was trying, trying to kill them, but he couldn't do anything about the results of that moment.

But Tsuruma also knew in his heart that if he didn't take this step here, he would definitely die in the many battles he would have to fight in the future.

At that time, he will no longer have the opportunity to hesitate and try.

He puts himself in the craziest gamble to get his own desire to survive, but in reality he only understands that.

As for whether he can really abandon everything at the moment of dying, Zhu Jian has no bottom in his heart.

Luckily, though, he succeeded.

"Is this what the protagonist aura is called?"

His mood gradually returned to normal, and Tsuruma chuckled in his heart, in fact, he was quite dangerous in such a dangerous situation, so it was not unusual for him to die.

...

The knife on the head of the pillar had been removed, and he looked at the corpse in front of him whose pupils had been dilated, but his heart did not have much turmoil, and the so-called gagging physiological reaction did not appear.

The trembling of the body had stopped in that suffocating moment just now.

Maybe it's because everyone's reaction is different.

The thousand-handed elite around him was already treating the wound on his head for him, but in fact, the wound was not deep, it was just a simple flesh wound.

Zhu Ma wiped the tears on his face, and then said heartily to the few people beside him, "Thank you." ”

"It's just our part."

Several people nodded respectfully in response.

After a brief treatment of the wound, the pillar looked at the surrounding bandits who had not completely lost their ability to move and the few bandits who had been severely injured by him, but had not yet died immediately.

When the bandits saw the several ninjas surrounding the pillars, they had long lost their will to fight, but knelt directly on their knees and begged for mercy.

Pillar frowned at them, and picked up a knife from a short distance away.

The knife was dropped by a bandit who had been knocked off the ground by the pillars.

But the moment he grasped the hilt of the knife, Zhu Jian found that in the face of the group of bandits around him, he couldn't raise any murderous intent.

Because these people have lost their killing intent towards him.

"Made, novels and TV series are all lies."

Zhujian secretly cursed: "Who said that if you kill the first person, you can kill the second person with peace of mind." ”

Clang.

With a flick of his hand, he threw the knife to the ground next to him.

Then the boy turned around and walked straight out of the cave.

The purpose of the Thousand Hands Buddha sending him here is to let Tsuruma experience and adapt to the feeling of depriving others of their lives this morning, and Tsuruma has already done this.

For these enemies, who can no longer be regarded as enemies, Pillar Ma does not intend to force himself to kill all the bandits.

Because he did all this out of desperation, in order to survive in this world, he only had to kill enemies who could threaten him.

Pillar definitely didn't want to be a murderous madman, and he was sure that he would never like the feeling of taking away his life.

On the contrary, the resistance in his heart became stronger.

However, this is only for ordinary people who are not a threat, and in the face of an enemy who has killing intent towards him, there is nothing that Pillar Ma can't do.

He walked out of the cave, and there was just a bright but not dazzling sun shining on his young and delicate little face.

The gloom in my heart is gone.

"I decided..."

The moment the sunlight hit his face, he murmured in his heart, and an idea naturally came out of his mind, which was the first goal that Tsuruma set after coming to this world.

"No matter what else I have to go through, I'm going to finish the original book... No, a more magnificent feat than what was done between the Thousand Hands Pillar in the original book. ”

It's not a cheesy excuse to stand at the top of the world and control how much power you have.

It's just that he doesn't want to push himself into the same dangerous situation as he is today.

He never wanted to experience it a second time.

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(Ask for collection, ask for recommendation!!) The reason why there are so many descriptions of mental activities is that I want to tell you my own philosophy, even if it is to read novels, I must maintain my own thinking and rationality, even in the virtual world of the Internet and novels, I also hope that everyone will not lose their true selves. ）