When the morning light rises on the horizon, it means that the darkest hour of the day has passed.

This morning light is like a silver edge, embedded in the distant mountains at the end of the eastern vision.

The hill was the brightest, and the farther it went, the darker it became, and by the time it stretched to the north and south, it was already invisible.

Although the light it brings is so insignificant to the dark and dreary earth at this moment, anyone who sees it will have an inexplicable warmth in their hearts, because it represents hope and light.

This glimmer of morning light was also embedded in Situ Qingying's eyes, and in the flickering light, an inexplicable complex color was projected from it.

She stood on the city wall, looking down in front of her.

It was an asura field full of dead corpses, and countless already cold corpses were scattered everywhere in different places.

Among them, there are Hengshan Wei's, and there are also Black Wolf Army's.

Most of them were mutilated, some of them were missing arms, some were missing legs, some were missing half of their heads, some were only half of their bodies, and black and red blood oozed from their bodies, flowing on the ground, and then forming lakes of blood in the sunken places one by one, exuding a pungent smell of blood.

Groups of silent soldiers were searching for people in this Shura field, carefully moving out the corpses belonging to their own side, putting them on improvised stretchers and carrying them back to Hengshan Castle, and doing their best to find the lost parts of the corpses that were not in pieces.

But there were so many such corpses that they ended up putting the stumps together and putting them back together when they returned.

In the sea of corpses and blood, they moved little by little, their bodies were already messy, many people were injured in action, but the simple bandaged wounds often cracked open again in the process of handling, and the oozing blood dripped and flowed, mixed into the dark red ground.

But no one cried out that they were tired, and compared with these sacrificial compatriots, what was their injury?

Now they can still walk home, but they can only be carried home on their backs, carried home, and behind them are heartbroken parents, wives, children, and broken families.

This is war, cold, cruel, and ruthless war, behind which is a sea of corpses and blood, a cry of despair, and a painful wound.

Situ Qingying thought silently, it was the first time for her to participate in such a tragic battle, when she was in the Abnormal Investigation Bureau, although she had also participated in various actions, but she had never encountered a scene like this where tens of thousands of people were killed.

The shock caused to her was quite large, and she didn't feel it when she was fighting desperately, but when the battle was over, when she looked at the corpse-strewn battlefield in front of her, she really felt the cruelty of war.

This is just a war between Hengshan City and the Third Palace of the Immortal Palace, what if the entire Immortal Palace starts a war with the three major demon subduing forces? Or even an all-out war between the Terrans and the demons and monsters?

How tragic should the war have been?

And if one day, the people of this world discover themselves, the invaders of other worlds, what will be the devastating consequences of the battle between the two worlds?

Situ Qingying has nothing to imagine, and he doesn't want to imagine.

The collision of the two worlds is a matter of time, one day the people here will know the existence of the real world, and what the end of the two worlds will be, no one can say, what she can do now is to do her own things well according to the plan, master as much power as possible, and prepare for the full advent of the Heterogeneous Bureau in the future. Please net

"Maybe one day, I will be like this third house, leading my army to encircle and suppress a certain city or a certain resistance force in this world, at that time, I am no different from the black wolf army in the eyes of the people of Hengshan now, and even more hateful, after all, I am an invader of other worlds."

Thinking about it, a wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, but after a while, she put away this wry smile, no matter what, one thing will not change, she is a Chinese person, she shoulders a major mission related to the rise and fall of the entire Chinese country, for this mission, even if she picks up the butcher's knife at that time? As long as she can reduce the loss of the abnormal bureau to win this world, why is she afraid to raise the butcher knife?

For her, the more chaotic the world, the better, the more fierce the war between humans and demons and monsters, the better, and the more casualties between them, the less resistance they will encounter when the Abnormal Tune Bureau descends in the future.

And this is actually one of her tasks.

After all, no world is willing to submit to such a thing as being invaded by other worlds, especially since this is such a powerful world, so weakening this world to the point where it can be controlled by the Heterogeneous Bureau is what these lurkers really have to do.

"Sister Situ, thanks to your assistance in defending this East City Gate, otherwise I am afraid that it would have fallen a long time ago." A thunderous voice came from behind her.

Situ Qingying turned her voice slowly, the complicated color in her eyes had disappeared, all that was left was heaviness, and her voice was full of heaviness: "Even the city lord, there is no need to say words of thanks, it's just a pity for these heroic soldiers......"

Listening to Situ Qingying's words, Lian Zhan was silent, and then his tall body took a step forward and came to her side, just like she had just now, overlooking the human purgatory at her feet.

Neither of them spoke again, but just stood silently until the east turned white, and the blood-red morning glow floated into the sky.

After a few moments, the morning sun leaped out of the mountain, sprinkling infinite golden light on the land in front of him.

It's just that this golden light, which should have been very warm, did not make people feel the slightest warmth after shining on Hengshan City, and this city, which had just experienced the baptism of blood and fire, could not tolerate this warmth for the time being.

Outside the city walls, the bodies of the Hengshan Guards who died in battle had all been transported back to the city, and the city walls and some areas of the city near the city walls had also been sorted out, while the corpses of those black wolf soldiers had been piled up outside the city, forming a small mountain.

Eventually, these corpses must be burned or buried, otherwise it is easy to cause a great plague.

The cry gradually sounded from all over the city, gradually spreading, and finally, the entire Yokoyama Castle fell into a bleak cloud of gloom.

Most of these weeping people were relatives of Yokoyama who died in battle, and a small number of them were ordinary people who died last night due to the mud and rock rain set off by the aftermath of the Heavenly Position Battle on the top of the mountain, as well as some people who were killed by the Black Wolf Army that broke into the city.

Lian Zhan had already left the city wall and returned to the city, and as the lord of Hengshan Castle, he had too many things to deal with now.

Situ Qingying still stood on the city wall, like a sculpture.

As a guest who has just come to Hengshan City, she should not interfere too much at this time.

Many people passed by and saw her, and many of them showed gratitude and admiration in their eyes.

Some of these people fought side by side with her yesterday, and some of them were saved by her, and they all have a deep impression of this heroine who held the city gate last night and never retreated.

This is a friend who deserves their respect.