"I... Yes... Do something. Su Qin lowered his eyelids and asked as if hesitant.

"Yes, yes, what can you do? My master. The magic sword snickered and floated behind Su Qin's back and wrapped his arms around his neck, gently blowing the back of the young man's stubborn neck with his fiery breath. Her body slowly floated towards the sky, and the Byzantine court dress-style wide dress was stretched out in layers and slowly agitated in the wind, like a black lotus flower in full bloom.

"Just now you said that you can't deal with that weird witchcraft now, you can't deal with it now, you can't deal with it now, now you ......" In the smoke of gunpowder, a pale smile appeared on the corner of Su Qin's mouth, and the hanging bangs blocked his gaze.

"This is a battlefield~" The magic sword whispered in Su Qin's ear, with a vague fragrance in his breath.

"I refuse." Su Qin raised his head and looked at the magic sword, his smile was sunny and sincere, but his eyes revealed undisguised coldness.

"Well, since you still don't want to, I'll tell you another news. The strange chain from before had the aura of magic on it, and if I could devour the soul of the person who held the magic power, I guess my body would be greatly strengthened. By then...... Well, it's not impossible to release one or two innocent little lambs. Poking his master's cheek with his index finger painted with dark red nail polish, the magic sword snickered and told his true purpose.

"If you can help me catch that guy who deserves hell, I will allow you to dispose of his soul as you please." The expression on Su Qin's face was like the ice wind blowing on the Siberian Plain for thousands of years, cold and ruthless.

"The bodies of these undead soldiers are adults, but the soul that was taken away just now has the appearance of a child." Su Qin examined the remains of the undead soldier regardless of the blood. The mismatch between body and soul led him to make some even worse conjectures. Although, for a while, he couldn't find the guy who played with the souls of innocents. But there was another clue in front of him, and he got up and looked at the dazzling soul that radiated golden light not far away.

"I didn't expect that a person with such a brilliant soul would actually enslave the bones of others." Indifferently pulling out the scout saber from the body of the undead soldier, Su Qin said with regret. Originally, he still had a respect for the opponent who had been with him for a long time, but his previous behavior would completely bury this rare respect. Next, Su Qin will do whatever it takes to defeat his opponent.

"Dust comes back." Su Qin whispered a spell in ancient Egyptian, and the scorpion ring on his hand was on the ground with the lost German submachine gun. Under the effect of the spell, the dark golden ring turned into fine sand and dust from the gap into the lifeless gun, and then it automatically pulled the bolt slowly as if stretching its waist, and then jumped to Su Qin's feet and rubbed the owner's trouser leg.

Guiding the temporarily life-giving submachine gun to hide in a corner, Su Qin ordered it to automatically fire into the sky after five minutes, and then walked around another path to the left of the German sniper. Hiding in the alley with bated breath, Su Qin fell silently for dozens of seconds before he heard the sound of submachine gun shooting in the distance.

Sure enough, the undead soldiers rushed there without question, and the German snipers began to look for suitable sniper points. At this moment, the hunter and the hounds he was carrying had just opened a short distance. The German sniper eagerly climbed a crumbling tower, unaware that this act happened to send him completely into a dead end.

"Got you." Su Qin sneered and rushed out of the alley, and the German sniper in the height didn't have time to show him at the first time. When the other party was surprised to see that his opponent, who should have been surrounded by undead soldiers, appeared at the bottom of the tower, he hurriedly blew the bone whistle, but it was too late.

Locking the gate on the ground floor of the tower, Su Qin climbed the stairs along the circular spiral staircase built by the wall inside. Rhythmic footsteps rang out one after another, the heavy sound echoing through the hollow, narrow tower. The German sniper saw a burning red bright spot in the pitch-black building slowly approaching with the choking smell of cigarettes, and the slowly increasing sense of oppression made him swallow involuntarily.

The distance between the undead soldier and himself has been stretched too wide, and it must be too late to come over for a while. So...... Clenching the sniper rifle of his finger meaningfully, the German sniper bit his lip and took a deep breath to forcibly hold the uneasiness in his heart. He tried to aim his long, narrow sniper rifle at the ascending enemy inside the building. What happened next made the sniper even more flustered, as no matter where he was aiming, the other could change direction in advance like an unpredictable prophet.

The uneasiness was like a cold little hand gripping his heart, and fear prompted the German sniper to make the final choice. Trembling, he opened the sniper rifle's legs, setting it on the ground to aim at the enemy's path. No matter which path the opponent chooses, there is always only one exit to the stairs, and if you grasp this, you will definitely be able to defeat him. The short German sniper secretly cheered himself up in his heart.

On the empty platform at the top of the tower, the howling wind grew louder and louder. The German sniper held his breath and stared at the exit, the footsteps became more and more urgent, and a tall figure appeared in the dark corridor. The wind whirled the inky raincoat, twisting his figure more and more.

"Die!" The German sniper let out a short, shrill shout.

The cyan phosphorous fire pierced through the churning raincoat without hindrance, and at the same time, a figure rushed out from under the raincoat and advanced almost close to the ground. The moonlight reflected an icy cold light from the Scout saber he clenched in his hand.

Su Qin, who pounced on the corridor like a fierce beast, kept shortening the distance between him and his opponent when the enemy pulled the bolt. The sideways streak of his body blocking the enemy's view artificially created a blind spot, where the Scout's saber in his right hand was now hidden. The saber that suddenly appeared in his opponent's sight was like a sudden death, which made him panic instantly. Seizing this opportunity, Su Qin's body remained unchanged, and his left hand propped up the ground and successfully kicked away the opponent's sniper rifle in a strange posture.

This body, which has been strengthened by psionic energy, has basic elements and coordination ability that exceed the limits of ordinary people, which is enough for him to perform all kinds of difficult physical movements. The various basic tutorials available in the public library also make his attacks direct and effective. Although Su Qin is still an ordinary two-star legal side reincarnation, these things that cannot be seen purely from the star level are the means he really relies on.

Turning over and jumping up, Su Qin's powerful left hand like iron pincers pressed the German sniper to the ground. During the struggle, the hood on the opponent's head was thrown backwards irrepressibly under the action of gravity. A bright light suddenly appeared on the battlefield filled with gunpowder, revealing a brilliant golden hair under the hood that slipped down. The familiar color made Su Qin stunned, and a hallucinatory chuckle sounded in his ears again, which was the remnant of painful memories from the past. Some kind of dark existence churning in the dark seized this opportunity to further amplify the negative feelings in Su Qin's heart, causing him to fall into an illusion that was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

At that time, he remembered that he was just an ordinary war correspondent. Unlike other journalists who set foot on the battlefield for their ideals, the identity of being born in an orphanage made Su Qin at that time have a strong pursuit of material life. Driven by extremely realistic values, he can even sit back and watch mobs attack innocent villages for the sake of a good photo.

Once upon a time, he was radical and thought that all people living in affluence were a bunch of hypocrites with masks. These people, who do not worry about food and clothing, live in a safe and affluent environment, and occasionally pick up a newspaper and say a few words to criticize the war, can make themselves feel enough self-satisfaction. In contrast, the photos of bloody hunts are more eye-catching to these people who do not know the horrors of war. From newspapers and media sites, more profits, and photojournalists like him get more pay.

This distorted and radical concept has been stubbornly entrenched in Su Qin's heart until he meets those naïve, stupid, blind, simple and kind volunteers. At the time, he was ......

"Enough!" Su Qin let out a roar filled with rage, and the illusion shook like a reflection in a lake, gradually fading from his mind.

When he came back to his senses, he was surprised to see that the German sniper who had been fighting with him for a long time was actually just a little girl who was only 12 years old. Now she was holding a small pocket pistol in both hands, looking at herself through gritted teeth.

"Cast ...... Surrender. Jin, who had not been taken care of for many days, was warping his teeth and claws, and even the ponytails on both sides became uneven. This makes the other person look like an angry lion cub. Her collar was embroidered with the letters of her name, L...... Lacey? Larina? Laura? Retia? Su Qin, who had not fully regained his senses, guessed in confusion.

"Put the knife down! Otherwise, I'll shoot! The girl shouted nervously.

"Sorry, I beg your pardon for refusing. Trust me, you can't hurt me with this little toy alone. Patting his groggy head, Su Qin forced out a slightly distorted smile.

"I repeat, put . . Knife. Put. Under! The girl swallowed, moved her crosshair, and pointed the pocket pistol at Su Qin's arm.

Hearing this sharp warning, Su Qin shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He had to snatch the whistle that summoned them before the undead soldiers arrived, as well as the pocket pistol in the other's hand......

[Magic Sword, I'm tired. There was a warning in Su Qin's eyes, and the little hands and feet of the magic sword were already about to anger him.

[Well, I don't know how to pity the owner of the jade. Demon Sword said with a snicker.

"Don't come here!" Facing Su Qin, who was getting closer and closer, the girl screamed and pulled the trigger, but before the bullet could penetrate his skin, it was directly blocked by the black blood that broke out of his body.

Looking at the bullet embedded in the surface of the black blood emitting wisps of green smoke, Retia sat on the ground in a distraction: "Liar......

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