There are no tactics.

There are no moves.

To the raging beasts, those are superfluous.

Conform to the frenzy of instinct and passion, swing his limbs wantonly to vent violence and anger, leave all the superfluous things such as morality, reason, and wisdom behind, and blindly beat.

Roland rode on top of Li Lin and beat that smiling face desperately.

One punch, two punches, three punches.

The bone-to-bone clashing sounded with a certain rhythm, and the blood-soaked fists sinked into the opponent's cheeks again and again, the eyeballs hung out at some point, the bridge of the nose collapsed, the teeth were broken, and even the temples and the door of the head were already sunken.

Under normal circumstances, Roland couldn't imagine that he could do such a thing, and at this moment he had no time to think and discern, and he roared and continued to swing his fists.

But no matter how it was destroyed, Li Lin's unrecognizable face was still sneering.

No matter how beaten or beaten you are, the sneering expressions and laughter will not go away.

The body temperature, touch, and pulse coming from his fist were all real—the only thing that Roland's consciousness could confirm was this except for beating Li Lin. With the resentment and pain that could not be vented even if he killed the other party, the boy continued to beat blindly, feeling the impact and pain coming from his fists.

"If you want to protect anyone. ”

The skull was completely shattered, and the brain and medulla oblongata flowed to the ground, leaving only the mandible and tongue in the skull, which was sprayed with blood bubbles.

"There must be an awareness of who to kill. ”

"Shut up !!"

Roland reached out and grabbed his tongue, which was still rummaging, and pulled it off hard. The moment blood splattered onto his face, he felt his body and mind separate.

The fist continued to smash on Li Lin's body, but no matter how you look at it, the other party should have already become a corpse. No creature could sustain life even though its entire brain had been smashed, let alone speak coherently, even if it was a divine agent.

Roland didn't care about that, but continued to throw punches.

"Good. ”

The crooked and twisted jaw moved up and down, and the throat exposed to the air let out a joyful laugh.

"You're doing a great job. ”

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"Lucoa ......"

Valrhona frowned, her slightly open mouth showing sharp teeth.

The others in the hangar even turned their guns on the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared in front of them out of thin air.

Useless moves.

The guns simply did not help each other, and the crew did not have a chance to pull the trigger.

"Valrhona. ”

The ancient species with a proud figure crossed his arms, his eyes that were always squinted opened slightly, and an indescribably powerful pressure filled the hangar, suppressing all human beings from moving.

"This is the last chance you have won, come back with me. ”

"I refuse!"

Without any hesitation, the answer was categorical.

The smile on Lukoa's face, which was always like a spring breeze, had long since faded, and what remained on her face was frosty indifference.

"Even if you drag your people into the danger of extermination, just for your personal ideals, in order to be defeated in the most splendid and tragic way in a battle that must be lost? ”

The hands that had been holding them hung down, and the sharp claws covered with golden scales pointed at Valrhona, who was in a state of imminent battle.

"Before it was too late, the tribe had already struck a massive attack, destroying Charlemagne's last remaining merchant fleet and overseas colonial garrison. The overseas military forces of Alfheim are taking over Charlemagne's colony with our cooperation. It's over, and Charlemagne's fate ends here. However, with the help of the Great Elder, the Lord agreed to give you another chance. So—"

"When did the dragons start to worship the leader of the Sharp-Eared Wisdom Race as their master, and give their lives to the Sharp-Eared Race?"

"He's a divine agent!"

Lukoa's voice rose a few degrees, and the next moment as if she was avoiding something, she whispered as if she was deflated:

"We must obey the Mother Goddess, and since Siegfried Otto Lehrin has been given full power by the Mother Goddess, we can only obey her commands. It was meant to be. ”

"What bullshit is destined! Just by this sentence, because of this sentence, all the actions of that guy can be rationalized and justified! Those who were killed by him should all crawl out of the grave and thank the Lord Longne! Thank him for the glorious death with his own hands?!"

Valrhona roared angrily, and this time Lukoa was silent.

As beings with a lifespan of thousands of years, they are not saints with moral purity, nor are they good people who can't bear to be trampled to death by ants. The dragons, who have been watching the evolution of the intelligent society, have too clear and thorough insight into the so-called human nature. In this regard, Lukoa and Valrhona are not far apart.

If Lucoya, who has seen the rise and fall of many countries, is questioned whether Alfheim is a "beautiful" form of society, Lukoya can only smile bitterly.

One is to divide the people into three, six, nine and so on according to their race and ability and talent, so as to determine the treatment they enjoy and even the number of children to bring...... Even if the material life is richer and better than that of other countries, it can be strictly investigated, and it is just a well-equipped livestock breeding base.

What is the difference between raising chickens and ducks to lay eggs, pigs to produce meat, cattle to produce milk, and foxes and mink to make hides?

This also includes dragons.

That's why Valrhona couldn't bear it and joined Roland's side and raised the anti-flag to Li Lin.

"May I ask you one thing?"

"What's the matter?"

Valrhona, who had calmed down, replied lightly.

"I know your motives, and I know what you want to do. ”

Lukoa paused, as if hesitating, as if she was considering her words.

"But what's the point?"

"We-"

"Today, the humans under the administration of Alfheim have no dissatisfaction with their lives. Perhaps they had illusions about returning to life under Charlemagne, but after seeing Agen Toraton's 'example', all illusions have been disillusioned. There is indeed a difference in treatment on the Yalfheim side, but at least he can survive and his standard of living is not bad. By the time Charlemagne is occupied, after a period of domination, all will become familiar with and adapt to the new order, being born ordinarily and dying ordinarily under the domination of the new order. For most people, that's not really bad. ”

Born ordinarily, living ordinarily, basically most people are content with such a life, for everyone, this is enough.

As long as they don't know the truth, no one will consider themselves unlucky. Even if it is unfortunate to be placed under the control of the people, it is too sad to be raised as a domestic animal. For ordinary people who can only touch the circle of life from life to death, it is just a distant topic that is too vague and troubles them.

Not to mention the fact that for the sake of this claim, they will be robbed of their stable life so far.

"See, to most people who seek a stable life, your ideas and actions are no different from those of terrorists. Even if you are the enemy of most people, you ...... Valrhona, do you also want to insist on the rationality and legitimacy of your actions, and keep going to the end?"

Lukoa's voice was not high, and her tone was not stern.

Valrhona, who has always been eloquent, got stuck for the first time.