Hate!

Hateful!

No matter how much you hate, no amount of curse is enough, even if you kill him ten thousand times, and step his bones into hell one hundred million times repeatedly, it is not enough.

Kill him, kill him, kill him!

The blood was roaring, the heart was roaring, the cells were screaming, and the endless whirlpool of hatred swept through Roland's body, and "killing Li Lin" became his only thought at the moment, and even the whole meaning of life.

Tens of thousands of lives, tens of thousands of possibilities, tens of thousands of happiness and deeper grief.

Gone in an instant.

There is no reason, no meaning, and even being recorded in history seems too miserable and absurd.

It's just a rule-based elimination – like finding the wrong number in a formula, and it's an understatement.

Even the bare minimum, the form and dignity of death, is deprived. Unable to arouse feelings and sentimentality, the people who once existed were just wiped out

If Roland was a man who was good at protecting himself, maybe he would cover his ears and eyes and pretend that nothing had happened, maybe he would be able to live an easy life. But after all, he is not a person who can be indifferent to the tragic things that are happening in front of him, and he cannot do such things as if he were watching and judging the unfortunate people who are in misfortune.

Maybe he's stupider than anyone else.

Maybe something broke down on him.

Or maybe he is the kind of person who can be called a saint, carrying a destiny that ordinary people can't understand.

He will be happy because of the joyful smiles of others, and he will be sad because of the bitter weeping of others. He will be angry when someone is burdened with grievances and cannot complain, and when someone sheds lonely tears, he will step forward to wipe away the tears for that person.

It is precisely because he is such a person that he will pursue the ideal of making the impossible possible, while not being smoothed out by the cruel reality of his persistence and humanity.

When such a Roland saw that the whole of Dunkirk was wiped out with tens of thousands of lives for a reason that was not even a reason, he could not remain calm.

It was not an action taken after rational thought, but only an action taken in response to hatred and anger, without tactics, without any backhand or strategy, blindly following the erupting passion, and rushing straight and straight as the light of light towards the dragon that looked down at the world.

Even if they didn't know tactics, anyone with basic judgment would know that this was a suicide attack with an egg hitting a stone, and it couldn't even touch the scales and claws of the nine-headed dragon, let alone inflict even a small amount of damage. Roland, who has a brilliant mind, should know this too, but has he really lost even basic judgment, or is this also some kind of strategy?

While others were shaking their heads and sighing, or speculating, Li Lin, who was facing Roland's anger, was looking at the battle situation and Roland with a coldness that didn't concern him.

- Dunkirk confirmed to be completely extinguished;

- inanimate reaction within the strike range;

——The random selection of the sampling of the emotional response of the audience in various places is completed, and the analysis begins;

- 87.8% of the sample confirmed that the will to resist was lost;

- the value is within the allowable range of the threshold;

-- The will to resist around the world has basically been suppressed;

-- The overall realization of the combat objective will be, and the next step will be to enter the stage of sweeping away the remnants of the enemy;

Throughout, the main purpose of the war was to suppress the will of the Alayah and the human resistance to domination, and the rest was nothing more than an incidental addition. After the main goal is achieved, he can free up his hands to slowly deal with the remaining small problems, considering that his victory is so complete, even if he leaves the trash fish who have lost the will to fight, the remaining problems will be absorbed by time and the hearts of those who have completely given up resistance.

In conclusion, this is a total victory.

Now he just needs to keep his strong and unharmed state until the end of the battle, and then the overall situation is really decided, and there is no possibility of any reversal.

Therefore, there is no need to pay attention to a child who is carried away by hatred and destined to a tragic end, it is okay to end him with a casual blow, or to let those betrayers kill him, no matter how hard he struggles, it is impossible to change the fate that has been curtailed. All in all, it is neither efficient nor necessary to continue to invest energy and time in him.

But Li Lin's vision faithfully reflected Roland's face distorted by anger.

No joy, no sadness, no disappointment.

Extremely calm, without a trace of emotion, he observed Roland.

Only now is it worth his direct close-up observation.

Breaking through all theories and calculations, ignoring all formulas and theorems, driven by pure emotions, leaving a dazzling trajectory in the sky, that shining red is like a scar in the sky, which continues to suck people's eyes and thoughts into it, and cannot let go for a long time. Eventually, the flash turned into a falling comet, rushing towards an imposing foe.

It was really a spectacle that people couldn't take their eyes off, and even Li Lin thought that the scene undoubtedly met the definition of "beautiful", which was comparable to the man at that time.

But Roland wasn't Lynard Dahl after all.

In many ways, Roland performed better than Li Nadu, but at this moment, Li Lin could not overlap the two faces.

Not yet.

There is something missing.

The two men could not be equated until something that even Li Lin could not comprehend, and the long-unsolved mystery had not yet been answered convincingly.

A half-man with a bare appearance can't solve that problem at all, and even if he achieves something, it doesn't prove anything.

......

Never mind.

There's still time anyway.

The life of a human being is but a walking shadow, fleeting. It doesn't matter what time it is, as long as the goal can be achieved in the end, it will be worth waiting for 10 years, 20 years, 50 years, 100 years, or 1,000 years.

Now, let's get out of the game for the time being—

Looking up at the falling comet, the dragon's head twisted the corners of its mouth slightly, and one of the dragon's heads rushed straight into the sky.

Again, there is no skill, and there is no strategy.

But there is also no consideration and strategy, but there is a decisive difference between the two sides.

- The existence or absence of surplus.

a falling comet;

The head of the dragon that soars into the sky;

The two approached at a rapid pace along the trajectory of their collision.

At that moment, a voice was heard whispering in their ears.

As if in joy, as if in melancholy, as if in lamentation, as if in the voice of pity singing poetry.

The comet dragged its gray tail and wandered around the edge of the sky,

Burning tired body.

The stars are your crying?

Why don't you know how to cherish yourself at all!

You say you're chasing the gods,

There is a deep meaning in this!

But why do you weep,

It is your weariness that forsake your soul,

Brought a heavy anguish.

Or the gods have banished your subject,

Drifting in endless doubts?

Since all this is meaningless,

Why do you want to disappear in an instant?!

The last word fell, the two rays of light collided, and in the strong light that the world was shaken, like a groundbreaking light, the battle that decided the fate of the world finally ushered in the final situation.