The city is burning.

The fire scorched every inch of the land, turning the streets to a charred black color, and the houses on the side of the street collapsed in the flames, and the charred wooden beams crackled.

Lin Chi opened his eyes and looked at the short sword in his hand, as well as the broken chain mail on his body.

The streets were littered with charred humanoids, ashes mixed with black residue, leaving the sky dirty and gloomy.

"Hoo ......"

Lin Chi slowly got up, his chest that had been cut a big hole was still aching, and his right foot that was hit by the mace just now was still hurting, but it didn't seem to hurt as badly as before.

The injuries on his body made his movements much more clumsy. At this time, in the mountain of corpses on the other side of the street, a short figure also stood up.

The Terminator with only his right arm left, holding a rusty broadsword, cast a hateful glance at Lin Chi.

Rumble!

A burning boulder fell on the street between the two, and the shock wave from the explosion shook Lin Chi to the ground again, dozens of charred corpses were blasted into debris, and large clouds of black smoke rose from the explosion site.

The half-cut corpse that was shocked flew over and smashed right on Lin Chi's body. When Lin Chi pushed the corpse away, he noticed that the other party's mutilated breastplate was hung with a golden coat of arms with exquisite workmanship.

The picture on the coat of arms is a cross made of short swords, and the text below is suspected to be Latin, which has been converted into Chinese by the in-game sinicization system:

Praise be to the great Richard the Lionheart!

"So, is this time the feudal era......

At this point, Lin Chi certainly understood what the scene was this time. This massacre city is supposed to be on the European continent.

For the murderous armies of ancient times, slaughtering a city was as common as eating and drinking. In particular, these guys who are slaughtered for the sake of "faith" do not have any psychological pressure when they kill. After all......

Enemies who are considered heretics are not human beings at all in the eyes of the soldiers.

“……”

Seeing a light crossbow two meters away on his right, Lin Chi crawled sideways and picked up the crossbow with his weak hands.

At this time, a limping figure also appeared in the dark smoke.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound as the light crossbow fired, the Terminator's body tilted to the left, and with his right hand he pulled out the arrow stuck in his left shoulder, the dark red stripes on his face bent into a terrifying smile.

"You can't resist the power of the Deathbringer."

The Terminator, controlled by the Creator, seems to have completely ignored the injuries to his left arm and shoulder. Even though the wound was still spurting blood, the movement was much faster than before.

"What are you...... Cheating. ”

Seeing that the other party was striding towards him, Lin Chi threw away the light crossbow without arrows in his hand, picked up the short sword again and walked to a burning building on the side of the street, and slashed open the door of the burning house with a sword.

"Your escape is in vain!"

The terminator roared and rushed over, seeing the figure of the other party appear in front of the door, Lin Chi didn't say a word, raised his left foot and kicked on the burning wooden board beside him.

The terminator who had just entered the house was slapped on the wooden board, and the roar in his mouth suddenly turned into a scream, and Lin Chi, who was injured in his right foot, also lost his balance at the moment of lifting his leg and fell heavily on the hot floor.

"Kill you!"

Hearing the painful roar outside the house, Lin Chi, who was sitting in the burning house, sighed weakly, threw the short sword in his hand on the floor, and turned his head to stare at the body of the little girl who fell at the door of the bedroom:

"Is this kind of lose-lose battle really meaningful?"

Whether in primitive times or in this era, the duel between the two has always ended in defeat. This kind of "game" of hurting each other has made Lin Chi tired of it.

Perhaps, this arranged duel exists precisely for this reason......

Raising his head to look at the beams that were burning, Lin Chi's vision was blurred by the smoke. The inexplicably irritating commentary also appeared in my ears again:

Until humanity enters the real "age of civilization", their savage desire to kill is still irrepressible.

The massacres have not gone away, but have been put on high-sounding pretexts. Even a butcher like King Lionheart was later named a "knight", "romantic man", "great king" and the like.

Human civilization continues to evolve, but killing never disappears. All history is a history of war through and through, and wars continue even if both sides are defeated or even destroyed.

Because that's what they are.

No matter how much they claim to be the "spirit of all things", human beings still can't get rid of the shackles of animal nature.

The brutality hidden in their genes caused them to continue to kill on a large scale until—

Bang!

The loud sound of the rifle firing woke Lin Chi up again.

This time, he sat in a damp and muddy trench with a Mosin Nagant rifle in his arms. On the chest of the right foot on the hand, gauze was covered with mud and blood.

"Ah......h

Lin Chi turned around and saw several soldiers lying not far from him. The military uniforms on their bodies were so dirty that they couldn't see their original color, either they had broken arms or missing legs, if it weren't for the low grunting sound in their mouths, Lin Chi would have thought that these people were dead.

The crisp sound of Mosin Nagant's gunfire was like water drops falling on the rocks, the pungent smoke of gunpowder made Lin Chi sneeze, and the loud noise of the tank engine drowned out the incessant gunfire.

Several unusually heavy chariots, passing over the trenches, made a dull rumble from the tracks running over the area, and looked like moving oranges. Although there was no rotating turret on the body, Lin Chi immediately recognized what it was.

The tank, which was born in the First World War, is indeed what the hell it looked. In fact, when he saw the trenches and the weapons in his hands, he had already guessed where the "scene" was.

- I am now on the battlefield of the First World War.

Although the scale is far from that of World War II, some of the battles of World War I were more brutal than World War II. In this heinous war, modern weapons were used on a large scale for the first time, but retro tactics were still used in the early stages of the war.

Under the excess firepower of artillery, poison gas, and heavy machine guns, millions of soldiers died in a tug-of-war like a meat grinder. Young people who had just graduated were sent to the battlefield and never returned home.

The loud noises and shock waves on the battlefield continued one after another, Lin Chi didn't even have a chance to stick his head out of the trench, there was an indescribable stench floating in the air, and the trenches were full of amputated soldiers, and two headless corpses fell opposite Lin Chi.

In a big war of this magnitude, the combat power of a single soldier does not matter at all, unless he is born with divine power, he is nothing more than cannon fodder.

Rumble!

The explosion fifty meters away caused Lin Chi to fall headlong in the trench, a severed hand with blurred flesh and blood fell right in front of him, and on the burnt ring finger, a gold ring was still shining.

"Hah...... Are you aiming for this? Lin Chi laughed.

On the huge battlefield, there is no trace of the Terminator anymore. But no matter where that guy is, the meaning of this scene is already clear at a glance:

The battlefield is a real hell.

People are carried away by all kinds of heroic stories and entertainment, and they think that there is glory in war. It wasn't until they actually set foot on the battlefield that they realized they were very wrong.

There is no honor in a brutal war, and what is slaughtering each other here is nothing but a tyrannical beast!

Lin Chi leaned in the trench, threw away the Mosin Nagant rifle in his hand, listened to the emotionless male voice, and said what was in his heart:

"The vast majority of wars between human beings are senseless and brutal."

"Your revenge is meaningless, Deathbringer. Your attempt to provoke war, other than to bring disaster to the natives, is of no value at all. ”

"Give up, you're not going to make it-"

At that moment, Lin Chi seemed to hear the painful roar of the terminator in the noise of the battlefield.

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