Nightmare world, in a small room.
Zong Heng, who had endured eighteen kinds of torture like reincarnation, his body once again returned to the way it was when he first entered.
Although his body was restored to its original state, his tortured nerves were already overwhelmed. He was screaming hysterically while being held down by two big men.
But the only response he received was a barbecue grill that suddenly appeared in front of him.
The two big men carried him onto the barbecue grill. They didn't care how Zong Heng yelled, and just silently added charcoal to the bonfire below Zong Heng.
As the handle at one end of the grill slowly shook, Zong Heng, who was tied above the bonfire, also began to receive the nineteenth punishment.
In the corner of the room, Qi Lin suddenly appeared.
Lao Jiu diligently transformed a chair for Qi Lin.
"Owner."
Lao Jiu just opened his mouth, but Qi Lin stretched out his hand to signal to shut up.
The latter quietly looked at Zong Heng, whose skin was gradually turning black and cracking as the grill continued to rotate.
Qi Lin has been suffering since her blood was drawn and then kicked out of the safe area in her previous life.
He lives like an animal, no, this description is a bit high.
To be precise, I mean to survive like grass, in the pursuit of ogres, in the malicious intentions of all kinds of survivors, in the midst of all kinds of human-eating monsters.
Being trampled on in every way means not dying, but living by faith and goals.
The belief is to make the murderer suffer as much as he does.
The goal is to find Zhen Hao and repay him for saving his life.
From Shushan to now, whenever Qi Lin couldn't hold on any longer, he would think of the murderer and that good man.
Everything until today seems to have finally ushered in the dawn
Qi Lin watched quietly as the nineteenth Zong Heng was slowly roasted into charcoal.
Lao Jiu, who was waiting quietly on the side, was very discerning and restored Zong Heng to his original state again.
"Bring it here." Qi Lin ordered in the soul link.
Lao Jiu quickly asked two big men to escort Zong Heng in front of Qi Lin.
"I heard a quote from a survivor when I was going through it before."
"There are three, six, and nine grades in the mud. Although I am trapped in the mud, I still want to find a way to survive in the mud."
"But you didn't give me or Zhen Hao a way to survive!"
"You may not know that I have wanted to come to you a long time ago."
Qi Lin looked at Zong Heng who wanted to curse angrily but stopped swearing and started to look at him. His hoarse and low voice continued: "But I tell myself, the more things go wrong, the more you have to stay calm, and you have to believe it too." After all, not everyone is qualified to take the difficult road."
"Don't be afraid of being late for a good meal, you are worth the wait."
"Countless times when my body can't bear it anymore, I will think of you."
Qi Lin's words made Zong Heng a little confused. He didn't understand what the extremely thin young man in front of him was saying. Those words seemed like the two parties had known each other for a long time.
However, Zong Heng vaguely felt that this seemed to be another family member of an unlucky person who died from a blood draw.
Because in addition to this incident, Zong Heng also thought of the ability to transport people to another world.
Only skeletons have this ability!
The skeletons have always been unwilling to contact the military!
The Major General once said that the skeletons seemed to have a grudge against the military!
Coupled with the Major General's words that sounded like his last words, Zong Heng seemed to understand everything.
He felt that if nothing unexpected happened, he would be dead.
Suddenly, Zong Heng looked at Qi Lin and laughed: "Hahaha, I understand!"
"Oh it's you!"
"You're a skeleton!"
"The military has been studying your ability to allow people to appear in a real world!"
"It seems that your relatives died in my hands."
"Otherwise you wouldn't do this to me."
"Otherwise you wouldn't always refuse to engage with the military."
Zong Heng laughed. Although his eyes were red from torture, he did not show any fear.
He even thought of the fact that the Major General had pondered over the Skeleton Man's character several times, so he smiled and said, "You treat me like this, aren't you afraid that someone will treat you like this in the future?"
Qi Lin also laughed silently. This guy was not threatening him, but was testing something.
"If I can kill others, others can naturally kill me. It's not a big deal."
Qi Lin had thought about the scene of meeting the murderer many times, either angry or roaring.
But after seeing it, Qi Lin felt extremely calm.
The scene at this moment does not look like enemies being extremely jealous when they meet, but rather like old friends reuniting and chatting about old times.
Qi Lin smiled and continued: "Those who kill people will always be killed."
"In this world, everyone has the right to live and everyone has the opportunity to die. Since I kill someone, I must be prepared to be killed. Whatever I do, I must bear the consequences."
"In this world, everyone relies on their own methods. As long as you work hard to become stronger, those who want to kill me will only be thinking about them forever."
"So, I'm curious, can the master behind you, the Major General, kill me?"
Zong Heng smiled: "What's the point of the grudge between you and me? Why bother with that young boy?"
Qi Lin shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "He should be the mastermind of the blood drawing thing, right? You are a small soldier, I guess you don't have that ability."
"Hahahaha!" Zong Heng laughed loudly: "What a joke! The world has changed, and I am the Chosen One with a level of up to 18! In this world, whoever has the bigger fist is the right one! Countless dignitaries and officials are rushing to fawn over me. , why am I incapable?"
"Oh, then you are really amazing." Qi Lin asked Lao Jiu to transform into a silver needle and throw it casually in front of the kneeling Zong Heng.
"Let's talk, did you do the blood drawing? Why did you draw the blood?"
"Is it to raise demons to make materials? Or something else?"
Zong Heng looked down at the needles and thought of what the young general said when he asked for all the needles back.
"If I don't say anything, will I be trapped here forever?"
"Maybe, it depends on your mood."
"I did it." Zong Heng said calmly: "The reason is very simple, to live."
Qi Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and waited for Zong Heng to continue speaking.
"Have you ever been to the Mist?"
"I've been there!"
Zong Heng suddenly became crazy: "Inside the fog, the traces of human civilization are being swallowed up by demons and wildly growing nature. There I met an old woman covered in flowers and plants. She told me that the world in the future will Expand it ten thousand times!”
"The vast land is filled with demon species!"
"In this case, do you think humans can win?"
Zong Heng didn't wait for Qi Lin's answer and continued to talk to himself: "I don't think humans can win!"
"The two sides are not on the same starting line at all!"
"So, extract the plasma and give it to the demon lord here in Nanzhili. The plasma contains rich life energy of the chosen ones, which can speed up the demonization process of the demon lord."
"As a deal, the demon lord will only attack the base camp in the southeast."
"He will let Beicheng go and protect humans in future battles between demon species."
"Beicheng will be the last human settlement in South Zhili in the future!"
"It's also the only place within thousands of miles where humans can survive!"
"I don't want to be a mole, but I have no choice. If I don't do this, I will die!"
The crazy-looking Zong Heng said loudly:
"Everyone in Southern Zhili will die!"
"Since it's all about death, sacrifice some people and save others, I don't think I did anything wrong."
Zong Heng's words made Qi Lin's eyes narrow even more.
What he said seemed to be the truth.
The advance of the demon tide may have something to do with this plasma.
In the deal Zong Heng just mentioned, the demon lord will only attack the southeast. This is consistent with the direction of the gathering of demons outside the mist.
At the same time, Beicheng's rudimentary city defense system and their failure to work overtime to strengthen the defense seemed to be consistent with it.
The truth seems to be as Zong Heng said, he is the ghost.
If it were someone else, maybe they would really believe it.
But Qi Lin doesn’t believe it!
No matter how decent Zong Heng's words were, Qi Lin keenly discovered an error.
In his previous life, Qi Lin, who was in a humble position at that time, didn't know the purpose of drawing blood.
But Qi Lin can confirm one thing, it is definitely not to help the demon lord speed up his demonization!
Because in his previous life, the military commander's nephew Qin Youde, the so-called military god of war, once led a team into the fog.
There are rumors that Qin Youde wants to carry a nuclear bomb into the fog to implement beheading tactics.
But unfortunately, no one saw the nuclear bomb explode.
Instead, what they saw was that Qin Youde's team was completely wiped out. In the end, only one sniper survived in that team.
So, if the purpose of drawing blood is for this, then why did the demon lord still attack in the last life?
Could it be said that the demon lord regretted it in his previous life?
Qi Lin didn't think that the top brass of the military were just a bunch of deadbeats who were bitten by a tiger without any preparation after making an attempt to seek skin from a tiger.
Although what Zong Heng said is really very decent, and everything echoes it.
The demonic tide came in advance and the Beicheng city defenses were in ruins.
But Qi Lin just didn't believe it. He didn't think that just a high-ranking chosen one could hide the truth from the young general who was grasped by the military and political power, and also get the other party to cooperate without reinforcing the city defense.
Unless the other party is under house arrest because he has no strength, then he will give orders on his behalf.
But this is not right. The high priest once told him that Zong Heng had been to Shushan with the young general, and Zong Heng seemed to be in awe of the young general.
Did you hide your disguise in front of the high priest?
Or really in awe?
If it is the former, then it means that the major general who has never been seen in public is indeed under house arrest.
If it is the latter, it means that Zong Heng is just a sword who obeys orders, and the young general is the mastermind!
If the Major General is the mastermind, then Qi Lin will have to kill the Major General later. At the same time, due to the chain reaction, Xiao Di cannot be placed in Beicheng.
Qi Lin, who was thinking a lot, looked at Zong Heng and asked again: "Good man Zhen, Lieutenant Zhen."
"He was the captain of the transport convoy and was ordered to escort four steel boxes. On the way, he was attacked by the Werewolf special forces and the entire team was wiped out."
"Did you do it?"
"Who asked you to do it? Is it the major general above you?"
"Hahahaha!" Zong Heng burst into tears as he laughed, as if he heard something very funny.
"He's just a young boy in his early twenties, why do you keep pulling on him?"
"You look down on me a little bit."
"I did this too!"
Zong Heng said categorically: "You don't need to ask me why I did this. I'll tell you directly."
"There is a kind of demon polyp in the steel box they transported. That thing can help the demon species evolve."
"Although sub-level demons will die after eating demon polyps, demon polyps are a better thing than plasma for demons above the soldier level!"
"In order to survive, I sent the werewolf special forces to kill them."
"Speaking of which, I originally wanted to handle this matter myself, but I was lucky. A few werewolves were transferred from the base camp. Such good cannon fodder and temporary workers are not used in vain."
"That lieutenant named Zhen is your friend, right?"
Zong Heng looked at Qi Lin, whose eyes were narrowing into a straight line, and said quietly:
"Actually, I don't want to kill him, but people who want to achieve big things don't stick to trivial matters, so the news cannot be leaked."
"If it's leaked, the base camp and the major generals here won't be able to tolerate me. Maybe the chosen ones in the future will be strong enough to compete with the whole world, but now, power is still very important. You should understand me the meaning of."
"So, he's dead."
Zong Heng seemed to be talking about a trivial matter. He suddenly thought of something and added: "Oh, speaking of which, I have to thank you. I wanted to deal with that human wolf myself."
"In the end, you helped me deal with it. I have to thank you."
Qi Lin squinted his eyes and stared at Zong Heng. After a moment, his eyes relaxed and he smiled brightly: "You want to anger me? Do you want to die so much?"
"Why?"
Zong Heng smiled and said: "You are quite suspicious. Don't you just want an answer? This is the answer."
"I can't run away anyway, and death is unavoidable. Let's just say whatever you have to say, hoping to get a happy death."
Qi Lin smiled, then waved his hand and disappeared.
After exiting the nightmare world, Qi Lin called out to Heifeng. After giving a few instructions, he took out a bag from the space ring and gave it to Heifeng.
At this moment, there was a lot of people outside Dingxiang Tower, and no one noticed Hei Feng striding among the tables.
It wasn't until Heifeng walked to a certain place and pulled out the silver sword from the biological defense layer on his waist that they noticed Heifeng's existence.
"A flaming silver sword?"
"Magic Swordsman?!"
Someone recognized Hei Feng, and in surprise, he left the table and wanted to strike up a conversation.
But then, Heifeng's movement made him freeze on the spot.
Heifeng pulled out the silver sword and thrust it into the ground. Under the stimulation of magic power, a large amount of flames instantly spread out from the surface of the silver sword.
Those flames penetrated into the cement floor and dissolved a large hole in the ground at an extremely fast speed.
Bang!
In the smoke, Heifeng's figure appeared in the box.
He ignored the confused people in the box and went straight to Zong Heng, who had fallen to the ground and was foaming at the mouth.
He took out a shot of psychoactive medicine from the bag and injected it directly into Zong Heng, and then took out a shot of physical medicine and injected it into Zong Heng's body.
"Sir, you are here!"
Although he didn't know what happened, Zong Heng, who was originally angry and murderous, fainted in the next second, and then foamed at the mouth as if he had a serious illness.
But Black Wind's arrival and actions seemed to many officials in the box to be treating Zong Heng.
One of our own!
It's one of our own!
Still a powerful magic swordsman!
For a moment, some of the officials in the box were happy and some were sad.
The good news is that with the addition of the legendary magic swordsman, they are more confident of breaking out of Nanzhili!
The worry is that I don't know who persuaded this magic swordsman. If it is the young general, then what they did in private.
Heifeng didn't know what Xiao Jiujiu was in these people's hearts, and he ignored the attentive words of some bold officials who came forward.
After injecting the injection, Heifeng held the unconscious Zong Heng with one hand and reached the ground with a slight jump.
Among the growing crowd of onlookers, Hei Feng threw Zong Heng, who was gradually waking up, to the ground.
In front of the public, Zong Heng's right arm was cut off with a wave of the Black Wind Silver Sword.
Before Zong Heng woke up from the pain and shouted, the flames on the black wind silver sword ignited, and the smell of barbecue was heard and spread to the stunned onlookers.
"ah!!!"
The simple and crude method of cutting off his arm to stop the bleeding caused Zong Heng to scream like a slaughtering pig.
Bang!
Heifeng stepped on Zong Heng's head, and stabbed the right arm with his silver sword. After holding it with one hand, he placed it on Zong Heng's forehead and began to cut it.
"hiss!"
Everyone around them took a breath. Everything happened too fast. Before their brains had time to think, they saw the demon swordsman slicing Zong Heng's right arm piece by piece like a knife.
In the blink of an eye, Zong Heng's right arm turned into white bones.
A large amount of thin slices of flesh and blood were piled on Zong Heng's face.
"Killed!"
"Hurry up and call the senior chosen one from the law enforcement team!"
After realizing it, everyone immediately gave up their plans to get close to the Demon Swordsman and ran away in all directions, shouting in fear.
"Master, do you want to keep them?"
Qi Lin raised his hand and turned the head of the child who wanted to follow the sound to see what happened, and replied in the soul link: "Let them go."
"All ghosts ready to welcome guests."
