Just as Luo Xue saved the World Tree, the third soul in his body fell into memory. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

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Two years ago.

It was a snowy night, and a village had been quietly destroyed. It's like countless lights at night, and you don't know when one will disappear.

Exterminate...... Look for......

Luo Xue muttered to herself, he was shouldering the mission that the Lord had given him.

Destroy nearby humans, then summon a necromantic aura to erase nearby traces of existence, assimilating them to yourself.

They searched the village, sparing not a single human.

While dealing with humans, they will also destroy demonic beasts, making them their own food and a source of strength.

Luo Xue was the weakest of the entire team, and he seemed to have a physical problem that prevented him from using the demonic power he had been given to him properly, but as long as he had an order, he would not hesitate to pounce on it and attack.

But because his strength was too weak, every time he attacked, Luo Xue would be left far behind. By the time he reached the slaughtered village, everything was almost over.

All the people in the village who could be seen were dead, and the necromantic teams were now scattered, looking for any possible catch in the net.

Eager to be rewarded, he naturally refused to let go of such a good opportunity, eager to find any loot.

In previous operations, he had worked in vain, but this time he was sure he could figure out something.

For he heard a faint sobbing sound in the corner of a hut.

He immediately lifted a straw pile, and a shivering child hid in the corner, crying in front of him. Although he had suppressed his voice enough, the tragedy of the death of his family made the child unable to help himself.

The moment the straw pile was lifted, the child looked up and saw an indifferent necromantic soldier, the blade of his right hand being unconsciously pointed at him.

"Help!" the child cried out in pain, and the voice containing the desire to survive became more and more sharp when he saw Luo Xue.

"Why are you shaking?" Luo Xue tried to communicate with the child using the words that had been instilled in her brain, and when she saw a living person for the first time, he didn't understand why this person was so frightened.

But the child did not answer, he screamed and got up from the corner and ran out of the door.

Luo Xue immediately instinctively raised her blade, but hesitated for a moment.

This kind of feeling, compassion, was it touched for the first time in his cold heart.

But when the child left the door, tragedy struck.

A splash of blood splattered on Luo Xue's face.

And Luo Xue's pupils also shrank rapidly, and he saw with his own eyes a life very similar to himself passing away in front of him.

It turned out that just as he hesitated, another sharp blade stretched out from the doorway, ending the tender flower.

His companion drew his blood-stained blade, and the flower in front of him could no longer make any sound, silently withering.

"Don't let anyone go. The companion repeated this sentence to Luo Xue, and ruthlessly pointed the blade at Luo Xue. It took a while before he put down his blade and walked through the door.

Luo Xue stood alone in the room, and the new compassion in her heart had not yet dissipated.

"Why am I hesitating?" Luo Xue stopped with the weapon in his hand, and he touched his cheek indifferently, unable to believe it.

"Is this an emotion?"

He shook his head and resumed his search for prey, only this time he didn't seem to take the initiative to find the people who were hiding, even if he heard the sound.

This feeling stopped his instincts, and the feelings that were useless in the necromantic creatures also led Luo Xue to embark on another path.

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It's another Warcraft crusade.

He formed a battle formation with the necromantic soldiers around him, and although the battle spirit could not be released, his power was also greatly strengthened.

They have no magical talents, and their battle energy and strength are obtained from demons, which proves that they are always disposable items, and after using their power a certain number of times, they will be corrupted by demon souls. When the time comes, they will be recycled again and then repurposed. Only a few will be rewarded and infused with necromantic breath to become true necromantic creatures.

Across from them was a group of angel-looking people, nearly a hundred pseudo-angels surrounded by the necromantic biota. And Luo Xue, as a member of the necromantic soldiers, is just the lowest soldier. In the battlefield, in addition to playing the role of harvesting ordinary people, they are ordinary soldiers who can be seen everywhere.

But in addition to Luo Xue's group, there are also much more powerful necromantic creatures, they are fighting on their own, but in the battlefield, they surround the pseudo-angels in the center. If Luo Xue saw it now, he must have known that this group of necromantic creatures was very similar to the caretakers he had seen.

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A pseudo-angel flew in this direction, just approaching Luo Xue's team. All the other pseudo-angels had applied a shield of light to him, seemingly trying to protect him from breaking through.

A few random rays of holy light were shot from the side of the pseudo-angel, and the damage to them was very huge, but by Luo Xue's side, his teammates rushed up, not afraid of death at all.

Luo Xue also rushed forward, her right arm turned into a sharp blade, and she was ready to delay the footsteps of the pseudo-angel with her most familiar right hand, as long as she made a contribution, she might be able to get the appreciation of adults and become a more advanced "tool".

A chain of holy light slashed down from the sky, instantly destroying Luo Xue's teammates in front of him.

Will die!!

Luo Xue stopped suddenly, his teeth suddenly fighting up and down, and he trembled uncontrollably.

Death, this is real death!

His teammates beside him continued to pounce on him fearlessly, like moths to the flames, not caring at all, perhaps in their hearts, death was just the beginning of rebirth.

However, Luo Xue's fear rose.

His pupils narrowed suddenly, and at this moment, he knew what fear was...... And at this moment, he finally knew the difference between himself and his teammates......

"You can't rush forward. ”

Fear is the instinct of all living beings, and it is also the feeling that any living thing should have. Originally, Luo Xue thought that he would not have it, and he never thought that it was a good thing to have fear.

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"I can't die!" Luo Xue stopped in fear, and he became a bright target in the surging procession.

At this time, Luo Xue didn't notice that he had already attracted the attention of the people who led the team.

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A pseudo-angel breaks through...... The other pseudo-angels have been destroyed, and the holy light on their bodies has been polluted and transformed by the necromantic aura, becoming powerful necromantic creatures.

Luo Xue was in the middle of the well-organized team, his eyes were panicked, and he thought of a sharp contrast with the indifferent faces of the others.

(To be continued.) )