The night sky tonight is beautiful, the stars are vast, the stars are shining, magnificent, but the land under the night is diametrically opposite.

Arica was littered with ruins, and in some places the flames of powerful spells had not been completely extinguished after days of burning, and there were still flakes of fire and smoke curling. In the compartment is a hard glacier, the ice only melts at the edge, but has not completely melted, and when you look through the ice, you can see the corpses trapped in the glacier, men, women and children, completely cut off from life.

Deep black ravines crisscrossed every corner of the city, and in each ditch were many corpses buried, without the refrigeration of the glacier, these corpses had begun to decompose after several days of fermentation in the heat of the savannah, emitting a foul stench, making the city, which until a few days ago was a bustling scene, a dead city.

In the darkness, huge bodies lay lying all over the city, and there were many in the wild, which was the vanguard of the dragon clan sleeping. Among them, somewhere in the eastern corner of Arica, there are two much smaller figures.

The two figures, a man and a woman, were sitting on the ground, and it was Norman and Atramisia, the only living humanoid sapient beings within a radius of several hundred miles from Arica.

The dragons don't have the leisure to help these humans clean up the corpses, so they are surrounded by corpses that had died in the previous massacre, emitting a foul smell, and the environment is really bad. However, from the perspective of the whole Arica, this is the cleanest place except for those areas far away from the city.

Norman sat on the ground, smelling the stench of corpses around him, and was silent, and after a while he looked over to Atrimicia beside him.

This demon descendant is playing with her fangs of truth.

The huge sword body lay flat on the ground, she held the hilt of the sword in one hand, and groped a little bit on the sword body with the other, although her face was still expressionless, but her eyes occasionally flashed with curiosity.

She's been playing with her brand new and only toy for days.

Norman was suddenly very envious of Atramicia at this moment.

Despite her human appearance, she never seemed to see herself as a human - according to the Knights Templar, her childhood experiences and historical reasons had given her an antisocial personality - so the massacre did not affect her in any way, and she was even happy to see it happen without any psychological burden.

But Norman was different, his emotions in the past few days had been unprecedentedly tumbling and stirring, and he could not calm down, and he still remembered the scene of the massacre even after a few days.

He vividly remembered the first group of people he encountered as he stepped out of the Metropolitan Church Square. It was a group of unarmed people, mainly the elderly and children, because they were not strong enough, they could not even flee as fast as others, they could only fall behind, and in front of Norman, they had no power to resist. The ultra-high flames swept by, drowning them in an instant, and the extraordinary flames directly melted their bodies without even giving them time to react.

He still clearly remembered that on the first street after the turn, the ice river spread rapidly forward from his body, freezing everyone in the place it passed, and the ultra-low temperature made these ordinary people instantly become a lump of ice, and all the functions of the body were immediately extinguished, and the pupils were immediately dilated.

There were also those who were blocked by the crowd in front of them and couldn't get out, begging this person who seemed to belong to the same race as them to spare their lives with their eyes and words, but their thoughts were only at that moment, because the next moment, sharp bone teeth had already drilled out of the ground, and pierced their heads from under them with great precision, causing them to die instantly......

Norman didn't know how many people he had killed that day, he only knew that the number of people he had killed in Arica had been hundreds or thousands of times greater than all the people he had killed in the past, and such a brutal killing feast had undoubtedly had some unavoidable effects on his psyche.

"Strong mental power makes your psychological quality very good, so a series of negative emotions that ordinary people will have after the first killing did not happen to you, but you are still a person after all, and there is still an upper limit to the strength of your psychological quality. ”

This is Lancelot's emotion about his abnormal emotions after the massacre, in this regard, the Templar Order also arranged special people to continue to provide him with post-war psychological counseling, but it may be because the treatment time is too short, the effect is not too good, at least Norman is still entangled by all kinds of irritable and low negative emotions, and the reaction of the sailors in the live broadcast room has aggravated his condition.

"Stupid \ still live broadcast?"

"It's all gone, if you stay in this kind of live broadcast room for a long time, you will become a pervert sooner or later. ”

"Killing children, killing the elderly, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, he is not a man. ”

"Norman Fool, Norman Fool, Norman Fool"

"Master Norman was also a decent person when he was alive, so let's put on the pillar of incense and spit before leaving. ”

"This kind of live broadcast room is not blocked? I have nightmares every day after watching the live broadcast as an adult man, not to mention those minors, this kind of live broadcast room is simply harmful to society!"

"Roll Roll"

......

The audience in the live broadcast room is human after all, and in a situation like that day, they naturally subconsciously stand on the side of human beings. According to the Templar Order's analysis, what they wanted to see was that Norman turned the tide, outwit or outwit the dragons, and save the lives of humans like Arica, and it would be best if they could be respected by all the people because of this, but Norman did not achieve the perfect script they hoped for, and instead chose the worst decision from the perspective of their values, it is no wonder that they have such an unprecedented large-scale collective DISS.

This is also reflected in the popularity of the live broadcast room: after the massacre, the bad impact of the massacre and the lack of exciting content in the next two days, the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room plummeted, and the average has fallen below 500,000, compared with before the massacre, half of the stable audience has been lost.

It also made Norman's mood even more irritable.

In addition, there is also unfavorable news from the dragon side.

Norman was under such tremendous pressure in order to carry out their plan smoothly and ascend to the position of lieutenant as soon as possible, but after he slaughtered the city as Shen Junzhu requested, Shen Junzhu did not immediately agree to his position as lieutenant.

"The position of the captain is very important, and it has always been necessary to go through layers of decision-making, and it is finally decided by the saint. I'm just a mere Imperial Doctor, and I don't have the authority to make this appointment, so I'll wait for your majesty to come and talk about it. ”

Norman also knew this, and did not force it, but just said: "It should be so, you and I have a happy cooperation this time, and I hope that Miss Shen will say a few more kind words in front of the new emperor." ”

He is in the same camp as Ji Ruoxi and Fang Xiangru, and the biggest obstacle that prevents him from ascending to the position of captain is Shen Junzhu, as long as Shen Junzhu agrees, his position as a captain will basically be secure. Now that he has expressed his determination to Shen Junzhu, he has completely drawn a line with the human race, and now it is the time when the dragon clan has just returned to the mainland, the great enemy of the human race is currently in need of all of them to work together, and the internal friction can be avoided, Shen Junzhu has no reason to stop him, right?

But Shen Junzhu replied: "Long Situ's ability is indeed extraordinary, and he has made great contributions, but one yard is one yard, and the position of the Taiwei is very important, affecting the survival of my clan. ”

Shen Junzhu on the side didn't say anything more, and in the next two days, he used the excuse of being busy with various things and didn't see Norman again, which made the Templars' analysis report ugly.

According to the analysis of the Templar Order, his massacre did help him take a step forward in the competition for the position of Captain, but he could not reach the sky in one step. On the other hand, this also reflects that the dragon clan is very confident in this battle with humans, and is not afraid that the infighting will make them lose their advantage in the battle against humans, so Shen Junzhu has the heart to hold on to the position of Tai Lieutenant at this point in time and refuse to let go of the other party.

Himself, the live broadcast room, and the dragon clan, all kinds of unfavorable factors have made Norman's mood more and more troubled these days. Under the brewing and fermentation of various emotions, he also produced emotions that were extremely rare since his mental power was small.

He's so tired.

Norman also felt so tired when he was in Fei Leng Cui, but that was when his mental strength was extremely weak, and now his mental power was infinite and full of energy, but he still felt so tired.

Tired.

This tiredness was actually inflicted on him by the Knights Templar.

The Knights Templar did help him a lot, but at the same time, the Knights Templar was a shackle on him. All his actions in the past year can be said to have been done in accordance with what the Knights Templar considered to be the best solution, and even if there were occasional conflicts, he made his own so-called decisions, in fact, in the final analysis, he also followed the Templars' ideas and proceeded from interests, including this massacre. This makes Norman like a string that is getting tighter and tighter, usually it's okay if nothing happens, but when something happens, it's likely that something will go wrong, like this time.

Norman looked up at the starry sky, his eyes blank.

He seemed to be looking for an answer from the starry sky that would soothe his soul, and as he looked at it, his mind flashed through the words that Lancelot had said to him.

There are two things that I feel deeper and more shocked the more I think about them: the starry sky above me and the moral law in my heart.

As soon as this sentence appeared, it could no longer be dissipated, and it kept circling in his heart, and he just looked at the starry sky like this, looking at it for a long time, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.

......

Time passed minute by minute, the galaxy drifted, the stars were bright and dark, and the mixed emotions in Norman's eyes gradually converged and unified in the passage of time. Eventually, his eyes were no longer blank, and they calmed down, as quiet as the sea, but beneath its surface seemed to be a surging power.

He rose from the ground and kicked Atramicia in the heel.

"Gone. ”

Where to go?

Atramicia didn't ask, but just stood up, picked up the Tooth of Truth, and slung it over her shoulder—the massive blade pressed against her shoulder, a stark contrast to her body, and it looked very funny.

Norman walked over and grabbed Atramicia's waist and whispered softly, and in a few moments the spell was finished. As his spell was completed, a black smoke rose that seemed to be nothing, enveloping the two of them inside, but it didn't seem very abrupt, and it blended well with the surrounding dark environment, and ordinary people couldn't see it if they looked closely.

"Where are you going?"

The Knights Templar were indeed under 24-hour surveillance, and as soon as Norman was out of order, Lancelot's voice came after a while, and Norman replied with only one word.

"Let's go. ”

Lancelot asked again, "Where are you going?"

Norman casually gave an irresponsible answer: "I don't know. ”

I don't know?

In that familiar hall of the earth world, it suddenly became noisy.

"He's got a bad brain, and he's going to run away?"

"All the hard work we've done has been in vain?"

"Oh my God, I haven't had a holiday for half a year, didn't you tell me it was all for nothing!"

"Neurotic!"

"It's not economical at all, who taught him economic behavior? I'm going to kill him!"

"Stop him!"

"I think it's all those people in the live broadcast room who are making trouble, I already said that I want to control public opinion!"

......

The familiar man sat in front of the spherical screen at the front of the hall, his hands about to type the barrage, but stopped before he could touch the keyboard.

He seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while, he suddenly asked the person next to him, "What do you think?"

He asked inexplicably, but the woman in uniform standing next to him understood his words as if she had a close relationship with him, and replied, "There are pros and cons to each, but there are no differences." ”

The big man slowly withdrew his hand, leaned back in his chair, and after closing his eyes with his hands around his chest for a while, he suddenly spoke: "Make a report immediately." ”

The woman beside him answered "yes", and then immediately turned to leave, leaving only the big man who closed his eyes and slowly looked at the spherical screen in front of him, with complex thoughts in his eyes, as if there were thousands of things blending in it, and the focus was nowhere to be found.

Although he was looking at the spherical screen, his eyes seemed to look through the screen, looking at the future that was becoming more and more unpredictable after an unknown amount of time.