Stiff zombies, forming an impregnable wall. Each zombie in the front row, while frantically attacking the opponent's zombies, also has to take into account their own arrows and block the opponent's long-range attacks.

Everyone is controlled by Lan Wen. Although, most of them need a command to give them free rein in their play, but the tighter the control, the more power they wield.

At the beginning, all the zombie actions were completed by Lan Wen.

Archers and spearmen attacking from a distance in the middle pierce their bows and spears from open spaces and shoot them into the enemy's exit openings, shooting them at the enemy's weak spots. With so many archers, it also takes a certain amount of energy to aim for the arrow, not the back of the zombie in front.

Further behind, the death mages raised their staffs, and countless fireballs glowing with blue light fell from the sky and fell towards the opposing camp, as well as mages who protected them, forming an energy barrier to block the opponent's magic attack.

The power of death spreads from the staff, giving the attacking zombies and ranged attackers in front of them the power of attack.

Descending from the sky, this war is an art of death, a wonderful art sketched out of blood and life.

For a time, countless soul fires flew all over the sky.

This time, Lan Wen's side finally had an advantage, and the ratio was close to 1:2, with one death on his own side and two deaths on the other side, which was a huge improvement compared to before.

A very brutal war, with countless dead creatures below wailing, roaring, and crying......

Yechen saw a crazy ghost tearing off the head of a skeletal zombie, and in the blink of an eye, he was pierced by an arrow, and he wailed very unwillingly, and then turned into a soul and rose into the air.

There was a skeleton archer that shot from the mouth of its own arrow with continuous precision, and then shot accurately into the crack in the place, piercing the skulls of five skeletons in a row, but in the blink of an eye, a spear with a silver light pierced the skull, and it was scurrying with another skeleton behind him, and then the death power in the spear exploded, and the fragile soul fire flew in the sky.

Although they are dead creatures, high-level zombies have blood and consciousness, and this is completely living life.

Listening to the wailing in his ears, and seeing the unwillingness and despair in his eyes, a strong sense of pity suddenly emerged.

Sentient beings, is it really impossible to coexist peacefully?

Then, Yechen shook his head again, throwing this thought out of the trouble.

What qualifications do you have to have mercy? Only when the human race is safe and your relatives are safe, can you be qualified to care about the affairs of other races. For example, the human race only has a full meal, will care about the life and death of small animals, if in the era of not enough to eat, those love overflowing small animal lovers, I am afraid that the first time to eat the pet in the arms first.

He is only one of the many living beings, unless the Three Realms are under control......

Yechen warned himself that these were all chess pieces, they were all aliens, and in order to improve their strength, they were victims.

However, after this thought of pity appeared, although Yechen was forced to not want to, but in the depths of his soul, he kept drilling out.

The wails below continued to enter Yechen's mind, and the desperate faces appeared again, making Yechen unable to ignore them. This is, hundreds of living beings are dying every second, and how can you pretend not to see the wail that is so terrible.

It's not my heart!

"I thought I had seen through death, but it didn't work. I'm still a man of temperament. Yechen murmured softly.

"I thought I was at odds with the dead creatures, but I didn't expect that I would still pity their deaths. I thought I was hard-hearted, but now I find that I still have a kind heart. This should be me. ”

Yechen suddenly saw a side that he hadn't seen before.

Suddenly, Yechen's soul was like a sweet spring irrigated, comfortably making Yechen groan.

This made Yechen feel a little inexplicable.

In the Chaos Monument, Barbara suddenly raised her head and said to Yechen, "Master, you have finally found your true self." ”

"Real me, what's that?"

"That's the real you. A whole you. Barbara said.

"Am I incomplete before?" asked Yechen.

"In the past, in order to survive, you hid a part of yourself. Perhaps, this is the strange creatures, they always show one side and hide the other side in order to survive. For example, some people show kindness and hide evil thoughts, some people hide evil and show kindness, and some people hide all their emotions and remain immovable. And the real beings, in the words of your Terrans, are called people of temperament, but none of you Terrans can do true temperament. ”

"True temperament?"

Barbara said: "True temperament, at ease, doing whatever you want, not moving for external things, only respecting yourself." Barbara said, "Of course, the dark camp does a better job of this, they will completely release their nature, you Terrans, there are too many constraints. ”

Yechen sighed, "I understand, but some restraints are necessary. You can't kill people because you want to. You can't throw your child away just because you don't want to raise it. There is a law that restricts people's behavior, and a kind of morality that restricts people's minds. And I, for the sake of survival and race, restrained my own pity. These are things that must be done. Is it really good to find the so-called true self? Isn't the kindness and mercy of the dead creatures cruel to my human race?"

Barbara shook her head and said: "Barbara doesn't understand what you said so much, but master, your soul is transforming, becoming more free and more tolerant, perhaps, your runes can really reach the Lord God Realm." What are you thinking about right now?"

"I'm thinking!" Yechen murmured, "If one day, I stand at the top of the Three Realms, I will re-establish the rules, bind the human body with the law, bind the human nature with morality, punish the evil with hell, and reward the good with the fairy world. The more powerful the immortal, the more he should take on this heavy responsibility, whether it is a human race, a dead creature, its essence should be the same. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the biggest enemies that plague the human race. It would be great if the soul could be reincarnated. As long as the soul can be reincarnated, then all beings are truly equal, and the dead creatures can be reincarnated as people, spirits, and spirits. Now it is a human being, and after death it is a soul, and it can also be reincarnated as other living beings, so there will be no more barriers between living beings. There will be no racial hatred and no war. It's a pity that I can't be the way of heaven, I'm not the strongest, I can't ......"

"Boom!" as if a thunderbolt exploded in Yechen's mind, Yechen's eyes suddenly widened, and a new enlightenment was born in the depths of Yechen's heart.

"The Six Realms of Reincarnation, this is the real Six Realms of Reincarnation......!

(End of chapter)