My words furious the Phantom.

"What such a disgraceful statement!" He said coldly: "What do you think will happen if you insult our noble bloodline!" ”

"It doesn't matter," I said, "If you think you have the power to get revenge on me, then come on." ”

As I spoke, I walked slowly towards the army of corpses.

Just when I was less than two steps away from the army of corpses, a miracle happened.

The dense army of corpses was divided into two teams and took the initiative to make a way for me.

Is this to lead me in and then surround me and kill me?

"It's not like," Da Taidao said, "I think that because you activated this crown, now you have been recognized by them as the master." ”

"Is that so?"

I wondered, and took a cautious step into the empty path.

Just as my body was lined up with the first row of corpses, something surprising happened to me again.

The column of corpses next to me actually knelt down on one knee in unison, and at the same time, in my mind, countless images that I had never seen before were instantly reflected.

That is, like a marquee-like picture, the characters on the picture are strange faces, there are elves, orcs, humans, goblins, and dwarves, they are doing different things in different pictures, but from their single and shabby clothes, I can see that they are all untouchables in the mouths of the powerful, slaves of that era.

The images flow quickly, like flying gears, often in a flash, but surprisingly, even with such rapid flying, they still leave a deep impression on my mind, as if a movie that has been watched countless times, as long as it is briefly mentioned, I will immediately remember every detail.

At first, I was just shocked by the pictures in my mind, but when I looked at it, my hands began to tremble unconsciously, my fists began to clench unconsciously, and my breathing began to unconsciously rapid, which was a kind of anger, an anger from the bottom of my heart.

Its source is compassion.

In the picture of starvation and clothing, those unfamiliar faces of the untouchables, constantly tormented, ravaged, wounded, can only hide in dark corners and cry silently, they are insulted, they don't even have the slightest intention of scolding back, not because they are numb, but because they dare not - they also have babies waiting to be fed, and old people who have been sick and bedridden for a long time.

However, none of these are the ones that infuriate me the most.

Those so-called magnates, when they were dying, even killed these so-called untouchables who were constantly running for survival and fighting for their families, and then buried them together!

Life is the cheapest and the most expensive, and its value depends on the vision of its owner about the future!

The so-called untouchables, who fought for their families, endured unimaginable hardships and swallowed unbearable fatigue, but their lives were full of hope and vision for the future, but all this was terminated by the ambition of the powerful to continue to enjoy supreme authority after death.

"Why did you take their lives!" I turned sharply, glared at the shadow, and shouted a question.

As soon as this voice came out, even I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and there was a faint irresistible majesty in that voice, which was the same as the way the fairy queen spoke when she was angry, and even I felt that my majesty at this moment was more sacred and inviolable than her old man's.

"What's wrong with me?" I was a little panicked, and I couldn't help but silently ask Da Taidao in my heart: "Can you say something in such a tone?" ”

Da Taidao was silent for a few seconds, and wondered: "I don't know, I'm also quite confused, the way you just said it is like an emperor full of majesty, no, it seems to be more exaggerated than that!" But it's not like you......"

"Is it a problem with this crown?" I wondered, and tried to reach out and take the crown off.

"Don't pick it up yet, wait a minute," the big sword reminded, "If you feel it again, I always feel that although there are many suspicious things about this crown, it seems to be harmless to you." ”

"Is that so......" I said after a moment's silence, "Okay, I'll wear it for a while, but if something goes wrong in the middle, I'll take it off without hesitation." ”

"Don't worry, if you really can't do it, just use me to cut it, with my cooperation with you, you should be able to forcibly destroy it," the big sword suggested.

"Yes," I did not trust at all its suggestion: "I don't know if this crown will be able to resist your cooperation with me, but my head can't carry it." ”

"You have a strong ability to heal yourself," Da Taidao said, "As long as your head is not cut, there should still be a chance to heal." ”

"I don't try any idea that has to do with my head, as long as I'm not 100% sure."

Daitaito regrets my stubbornness.

The phantom didn't speak until four or five seconds after my questioning, his tone still high-minded, but the confusion in it became stronger.

"How can you speak in such a tone, and dare to say that you don't have my blood!"

The phantom frowned, and he said: "Your ancestor, that lowly human race, must have used some shameless means to defile my direct descendants, so that you have this lineage, yes, it must be like this, otherwise, without my bloodline, how could you activate my crown, how could you speak to me like an emperor!" ”

"Really, what a pariah is talking about, a pariah is a pariah in one go! Are you annoyed? Yes? It's annoying! I was furious: "Do you really think that goblins are born to be a race of superiority? Do you really think that all the Gentiles will submit to you, serve you, spend their whole lives, and even after death, they will be insulted and driven by you? ”

"As an emperor, I have to be amused for you, the reason why goblins are admired by thousands of people is because of their kindness, their calmness, their selflessness, and their view of the world, not your so-called bloodline!" I clenched my fists, felt the still-changing images of suffering in my mind, and continued to say angrily: "Don't talk about blood! Unless you're the God of Creation! But are you? No, you never was! You are just an ant that also has birth, old age, sickness and death, just a drop of water in the torrent of years, with you and without you, the world is still going on, there will be no more waves, and there will be no more leaves! Don't always look like you're on top, everything you have is created by these so-called pariahs in your mouth, without them you would be nothing! ”

With that, I turned to the army of corpses, raised my arms, and said slowly: "I feel the pain and resentment from you, and I have tasted the anger and unwillingness from the bottom of your hearts, come, wave your hands, and smash this world that ravaged your life while you were alive, and still makes your souls unable to rest after you die!" Come, release your pain, vent your anger, raise your fists, destroy it all, destroy it! ”

(End of chapter)