As time passes, the entire battlefield becomes more and more lifeless.
With the daily rations decreasing, the deaths of comrades, and the city that could not be conquered for a long time, the morale and enthusiasm of the soldiers continued to decline.
Although Marshal Zhang still takes the lead in charging into the battle every day these days, the so-called strength in one go will be exhausted again and again.
Every day that followed, the motivating effect of this charge and the damage done to the city became weaker and weaker.
Many soldiers even noticed that the time for Marshal Zhang to take action was getting shorter and shorter each time, and the power he unleashed when he took action seemed to be weakening.
For a time, there were more and more rumors that the commander-in-chief had been seriously injured.
Under such circumstances, Lin Xing honed his skills in the meat grinder of war every day, becoming stronger and stronger through each death.
For others, it was days of hard work.
But for Lin Xing, who went back in time time and time again and had to fight countless times every day, this was a brutal fight that had lasted for several years.
Every inch of the entire battlefield seemed to be firmly imprinted in his memory.
Killings...injuries...deaths...the number of them all was so great that Lin Xing couldn't even remember it.
The corpses... organs... blood... everything made Lin Xing gradually numb.
Memories of present life become more distant and blurry.
Compared with those past memories, it seems that who killed yesterday and who was killed by whom was more clear in Lin Xing's mind.
These physical and mental changes are so subtle that most outsiders are barely aware of them.
But Bai Yiyi, who stayed with Lin Xing every day and observed Lin Xing, clearly felt this change in Lin Xing.
It was difficult for her to describe this change in precise words. If she had to say...
"It feels like Lin Xing has become less and less talkative recently."
"His eyes... also became very strange. He looked at people as if they were looking at pieces of pork."
"Time has gone back so many times." Bai Yiyi thought in her mind: "I feel that he needs to go back to talk and get some psychological treatment."
When Bai Yiyi expressed her worries, to her surprise, Lin Xing nodded and replied: "I also feel that something is wrong with me recently."
"After things here come to an end, I want to go back once."
Like a soldier who has been fighting abroad for many years, Lin Xing felt homesick in his heart at this moment, wanting to return to his hometown that had begun to become blurry in his memory.
But the next moment, with the sound of gunfire and shouts, Lin Xing's little homesickness that just arose was instantly extinguished.
Cold murderous aura surged out of his body, and Lin Xing stood up like a veteran who had been on the battlefield for many years, scanning the battlefield ahead with his sharp eyes.
After these days of continuous training, Lin Xing finally made another breakthrough in the art of controlling objects.
Sensing the state of his consciousness, the situation of each skill was clearly displayed in front of him.
Object Control (4th level, 0%)
As the ability to control objects reaches its upper limit, it also means that another skill of Lin Xing can be sublimated.
He took out the evil relic that he had already prepared, and smashed the falling statue of the girl into pieces. Black gas spurted out from the broken statue, and was inhaled by Lin Xing as he breathed.
The familiar burning sensation began to spread from the body again, and with Lin Xing's guidance, it poured into the sea of consciousness and converged on the object control technique.
Dazzling brilliance surged out from it, and countless characters that Lin Xing could not understand or remember were born in it.
The next moment, he already understood in his mind what kind of sublimation results he had obtained.
Flight acceleration: Increase the flying speed of some objects.
"Trash." Lin Xing shook his head, stood up, and rushed to the battlefield again.
Under the influence of the fourth level of object control and sublimation, the ruler wandered around him like a bolt of lightning, showing incredible agility and speed.
However, on such a battlefield where thousands of people are fighting, this is still not enough to guarantee Lin Xing's life safety.
So after turning back time again, Lin Xing began to improve his skills again.
The art of controlling objects: Increase the power of the art of controlling objects.
"Ordinary." Lin Xing felt that under the control of objects, the ruler seemed to be wrapped in a layer of strengthened spiritual thoughts, and he entered the battlefield again.
Thrifty Object Controlling: Reduce the spiritual energy consumed by the Object Controlling Technique.
Lin Xing curled his lips and stepped towards the battlefield again.
Spectral Shadow: The Object Control Technique can create a phantom, but it has no attack effect.
"It's interesting." Lin Xing looked at the two rulers surrounding him and felt that one of them was true and one was false, one was false and the other was true.
Thunder and Lightning: The art of controlling objects adds some thunder power.
Seeing the dots of lightning coming out of the flying ruler, Lin Xing sighed in his heart: "This sublimation feels quite useful. Unfortunately, it is still not the goal I want."
Although every time he went back in time and sublimated his skills, Lin Xing would take a look at what sublimation he had achieved, but in fact, he had already made a decision in his heart, knowing that there was only one option for him to sublimate his skills in the art of controlling objects.
"Transformation of thoughts, maybe this is not the strongest sublimation of the art of controlling objects, but it is the sublimation that I need most."
Because Lin Xing has already decided to choose Swordsman as his second inheritance, and the transformation of thoughts is one of the four specific sublimations required to master the Swordsman inheritance.
But obtaining a specific sublimation is obviously more difficult than simply obtaining a powerful sublimation.
In the next few days, Lin Xing continued to try to obtain the sublimation of rebirth, and in the process of going back in time again and again, he also honed another skill of his.
Meditate (0.1% on the second floor) → Meditate (11.3% on the second floor)
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There was a rumbling sound inside and outside the commander's camp.
The soldiers guarding the area all looked silent.
Just because as the stalemate on the battlefield lasted longer and longer, Dashuai Zhang's temper had become more and more irritable and irritable in the past few days, and his already severe mysophobia seemed to have become more serious.
Nowadays, everyone who enters the big tent needs to be cleaned before being allowed in.
What makes these personal guards even more uneasy is that every time Marshal Zhang withdraws from the battlefield and returns to the camp, his condition looks worse and worse.
At this moment, Marshal Zhang was sitting cross-legged in the tent, letting the doctors accompanying him paste various herbs on his body.
The doctor advised: "Commander, you have been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and the hidden wounds in your body have not been healed for a long time. A few days ago, your internal organs were injured by the demon girl's sword energy. Now that you are fighting for days, not only the internal organs are more seriously injured, but also other parts of the body. Injury upon injury.”
"Those three sublimation gates are really not suitable for use. It will take at least half a year of training before you can continue to use them."
Marshal Zhang waved his hand to stop the other party from continuing.
"No need to say more, I have my own plans."
(End of chapter)
