War, undoubtedly, is heavy.

This is no exception, both in reality and in games.

The only difference is that the in-game wars are heavily whitewashed, masking their bloody nature with rewards such as experience or power-ups.

When Lin Xun was still walking, he never imagined that one day he would get so close to the essence of war.

This may be what has changed the vicissitudes of ink.

The crescent moon is like a hook, and the night is as cool as water.

With less than an hour to go, it's time for a new day.

Most of those who survived have lost their fighting spirit, or are hiding in the shadows, surviving in secret; Or prostrate on the ground, desperate and waiting for death.

Even the mentality of the players has quietly changed.

The battlefield that has temporarily lost the whitewash of the system is too real, and many people have stopped with awe in their eyes.

Lin Xun hovered in the air and waited for a long time.

Finally, he saw a few familiar faces.

Ye Cheng, Mo Vicissitudes, Funny, and Lu Xuan and others.

They stood on different ruins, looking at Lin Xun with different expressions.

The white hair is fluttering, and the sword is like frost.

Lin Xun completely showed himself in front of the public for the first time, and from this moment on, he felt that something in his heart had changed, and some of the shackles that had once restricted him were quietly broken.

From the air, there are many people under your feet, who are either rich and noble, or have outstanding talents, or have strong background support, or have huge connections, but at this moment they are as small as ants.

As soon as he swung the sword, these people would be scattered in the wind like powder.

"No, don't, don't!" Nanyuan fell to the ground, roaring hoarsely.

He had already smelled death, and even though he knew he was going to lose from the beginning, he never expected it to be such a complete defeat.

"Little friend, it's almost enough, do you really want to kill all these hundreds of thousands of people?" Lu Qingming smiled meaningfully.

This man is an old fox, an old goblin who uses the Great Righteous Avenue as a skin and wraps his selfish heart.

The more people killed, the faster Jin Bodhi grows, and he is afraid that his face will burst with laughter.

As a national teacher of a country, he can't show his dirty thoughts on his face, and he has to say such high-sounding words.

Lin Xun's gaze just swept over him, and he didn't linger long.

"Little friend, I advise you to think twice, although these people have offended your country, they are only obeying the call of the monarch and the commander, not to mention that most of them have already surrendered, why do you have to be so decisive?" Lu Xuan persuaded.

Lin Xun looked at him coldly, with a sneer hidden in his eyes.

This game world is really strange, when did the enemy surrender, which means I have to let them go?

If I let them go, will they let me go in the future?

How many people gritted their teeth, eager to eat my flesh raw, thirsty for my blood, and now they are also kneeling on the ground in a proper manner, shouting words for mercy, these people will work hard in the future, once they get the support of the forces, sooner or later they will come back to this country.

No, there is no need to work hard in the future, as long as he, Lin Xun, loses his current support and falls from a high altitude, he will be hacked to death by them.

The enemy is the enemy.

War is war!

There are many means to make people obey, just like the little assistant said, there is to subdue people with virtue and suppress by force, but where can the influence of virtue be achieved overnight, on the battlefield, only force suppression, is the fastest and most effective.

The wind lifted a strand of his long hair and covered his eyes.

After a brief pause, he sighed softly.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword was lowered slightly.

Those soldiers who were prostrate on the ground all breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw this scene.

however

In the next second, the vision was abrupt.

"Shattered Sky: Breaking the Moon!"

Click!

A thick bolt of lightning tore through the night sky.

Immediately afterward, everyone saw the scene of the moon being cut open, and the dark and dull mist poured down from the crescent crescent like a stream of water, and from a distance, it looked like a black waterfall falling from the Milky Way.

Bang!

Rumble!

The sound of thousands of troops galloping past brought the stunned crowd back to reality.

I wiped my eyes and looked again, the moon was still the same moon, the black waterfall had disappeared, but there was a dark low mountain in the distance.

Countless black ghostly shadows emerged from the middle of the low mountain, killing Jin Ge.

……

Five minutes later, Lin Xun, who had exhausted all resources, appeared in the mountains and forests a hundred miles away from the main battlefield.

The excessive use of spiritual power caused a serious burden on his body.

The live broadcast has ended, and the specific amount of income is no longer something he has to consider.

Money is always something outside of his body, not to mention, he never wanted to make money by live broadcasting.

"The biggest gain of this live broadcast is really not these tips, but the opportunity for points and the next great god's assistance."

Lin Xun gasped, using a branch as a crutch, and walked through the pine forest with difficulty.

The form of Jin Bodhi has changed a lot, and at this moment its volume has shrunk a lot, only half the size of an adult's palm, and it is hard as jade on the outside, but golden mist on the inside.

"Golden Bodhi ......"

Lin Xun stroked this treasure with a complicated expression.

If it weren't for the help of this golden Bodhi, he would have died a long time ago.

After releasing the level 50 great skill, he used his last spiritual power to activate the Ring of Michael, which teleported himself to such a relatively safe place, avoiding the fate of being picked up.

was picked up by someone, which Lin Xun was unwilling to face.

He has too many secrets on him, and the Ring of Michael is his biggest hole card, except for this, Jin Bodhi will rank second, and these two things are things he doesn't want to expose no matter what.

It can be troublesome to fall into the hands of the player, and even more troublesome when it falls into the hands of the enemy.

The player is still negotiable, and the enemy must be fought against each other.

There are only a handful of people he can beat now, and he can't always borrow the help of the great gods.

"If it weren't for the cultivation assistants occupying the space of Michael's Ring, I might be able to collect these soldiers into my space and control and use them."

"I don't know how many players will survive, if they are almost dead, then I will save a lot of this reward."

"I'm really weak, I need to be strong, I need skills."

"I need more resources, I want more soldiers, I want ......"

All the way along the hillside, unconsciously, Lin Xun's eyes darkened, and he tilted his head and fell under a big tree.

He wasn't actually fatally injured, he was just too tired.

It's really exhausting.

Not long after Lin Xun fainted, a shadow appeared out of thin air on the branch.

"I didn't expect someone to come to my door automatically."

The shadow moved slightly, floated down, and squatted in front of Lin Xun. 166 Reading Network