Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Nick was lifted up high and fell to the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth.

Thrandron stepped on his head, and the elf's voice was calm and cruel: "Exactly, your kingdom is about to perish, you will become the subjugators, and you will have no home."

He raised his tone: "Find his family, and spread the word, anyone who confesses the position of a member of the Valentine family can avoid death."

Nick was seriously injured, his whole body was in severe pain, his head was trampled, his face was covered in blood, he could not move, and his mouth was still vague: "Curse you, curse you, elves, your country, will be reduced to ruins, Your land will be flooded with poison, and your people will be in exile forever..."

"Even me, I've heard it hundreds of times, human beings, we have conquered many countries and allowed them to become one of the cornerstones of a great dynasty, and we have also killed countless rebels, you are only insignificant among them. One, if the curse is useful, what do you need a sword for!"

Thrandron was in no hurry to kill Nick, a vile human who committed a felony and must be held accountable for the deaths of thousands of elves, and all the capital punishment of the Twilight Warband was to be imposed on him.

He wants to destroy everything in this human being bit by bit.

Start with hope.

So the legion commander showed a cruel smile, moved his feet, squatted down, grabbed the mayor's hair, and said lightly: "Do you think your actions are heroic? Do you think there will be reinforcements? Do you Do you think Valentine has resisted so far and has done something amazing?"

"Then I can tell you, it's all pointless."

"because…"

Thrandron leaned into Nick's ear and said a word.

Nick's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he showed a sarcastic smile: "Who said it was meaningless, how many people died in order to conquer this city, the Twilight Chapter, the elite soldiers of the Twilight Moon, and the ace army?

This just hit Thrandron's weakness, and the elf was furious and slammed Nick's head on the ground.

He suddenly lost interest in talking to the loser.

Even if the city falls, even if the demise of the family is imminent, even if he is about to suffer extremely cruel punishment and pain, this human being has maintained a victorious attitude from beginning to end.

This made him unable to enjoy any fun and pleasure.

"I hope you can be so optimistic and hard-hearted before you die."

Thrandron beckoned, signaling the soldiers to take the other party down.

But the next moment, a loud explosion came from a distance.

Even Nick, who had nearly fainted, looked up suddenly.

The elf commander's eyes narrowed, and immediately, his body began to tremble.

Because he remembered the sound.

Never forget.

In his long life, it was only in the last few days that he heard such a special and strange sound. The explosion was not violent and fiery filled with the element of fire, but a tyrannical, rough and terrifying catharsis.

He was impressed by the sound.

"what…"

A low growl came from his throat.

The trembling of the body was not fear, but excitement.

There was a faint pain from the wound on his body, the flying shrapnel, the fierce shock wave, and the terrifying explosion, which he had never heard of or seen before, made him fall into fear at that time.

He was not afraid of such an attack.

But fear the meaning behind the attack.

Not the one who fears commanding the attack.

Rather, it was the fear of what he could do afterward.

Kant.

"Kang-de-"

Thrandron roared, the fire of anger surging out of his chest.

You haven't even run yet!

You really haven't run away!

The gods still prefer elves!

Being able to catch you, or kill you, is worth it, no matter how many soldiers you lose!

The legion commander roared and ran to the edge of the terrace, looking at the direction of the explosion. The never-before-seen alchemy chariot roared and galloped all the way through the streets of Valentine, explosions, fire, and continuous giants. Ring, he also saw the human, the Aurora who fought for Goethe.

"Blow the trumpet! Blow the horn!"

He sternly said: "Mage Corps! Heavy Arrow Hunters! Wild Forest Riders! All! Press it!"

The melodious horn spread all over the city in an instant.

In the boiling city, the elves who participated in the slaughter raised their heads. They were fascinated by the blood. In front of them were soldiers who fought desperately or shivering civilians. When the order arrived, the elves gave birth to a There was a moment of silence or surprise, but the next moment, even more violent anger ruled the mind.

Almost all the elves left without hesitation.

The same name roared in his mouth.

"—Kant!"

Even their enemies and the lambs to be slaughtered could feel the anger and killing intent of these elves.

Kill that person no matter what, the lives of other people in the city don't matter.

These ferocious and brutal elves showed such an attitude.

Immediately pulled away, giving up the killing in his hands.

Just to kill someone.

For a while, I don’t know how many people escaped from death, or survived temporarily. They either breathed a sigh of relief, or collapsed and cried, and they didn’t even have the strength to escape. After experiencing the apocalyptic scene after the city was broken, people were either numb, angry, or fearful, but they no longer had any illusions about elves.

At this time, it is possible to think of other things.

Like three things.

First, the elves want to kill Kant, even more important than taking the city.

Second, this person who was quickly eliminated by the elves, who was valued by the elves, once guarded the city with all his strength, and was then persecuted, questioned, and even hated by people.

Third, even now, he is still fighting in this city.

For a time, many people had mixed feelings.

Human nature is cold, frivolous and changeable, maybe tomorrow, maybe in the future, the emotions at this time will be gone with the wind, and the ugly soul will be ugly for various reasons, but at least now, many people are whispering This name has a certain degree of respect and guilt for him.

Although it makes no sense.

But maybe it also makes sense.

The soldier, panting and chewing the **** jerky and rations in his arms, was holding a long spear, leaning against the wall, looking at the corpses piled up on the street and the flowing river of blood, suddenly jumped up, and shouted: " Walk!"

The soldiers who hadtily bandaged their wounds stood up one after another.

It was like the tiny water droplets that were still rushing towards the reef after the wave was broken.

"Kang-de-"

Kant has only been to the City Hall once. The prosperous streets of the past have been soaked with blood, the sky and the earth have changed color, the clean and tall buildings have been dyed black, the pedestrians and luxurious carriages and horses have disappeared, only the cavalry and foot soldiers of the elves continue to flow. kill.

Thrandron's roar echoed from the high terrace.

Kant looked up, the elf commander's vigorous body was straddling the high platform, and the blood-stained Nick was on the side. The war annihilated the spirituality of all intelligent beings, and honor and morality have become a joke.

The Legion Commander grabbed Nick's hair and smiled fiercely: "You are finally here! What are you doing here! Save him! Save the city! Can you do it!"

Nick's body was trembling, and his expression was distorted in despair. Facing the torture and threats of the elves, when the citizens of the city were being massacred and the family was wiped out, the mayor did not show any signs of fear, but at this moment, hope With Kant rushing back and forth, he finally couldn't stop the tears from falling.

Crying, yelling, even vomiting.

"Let's go!" he cried desperately. "What are you doing back here! What are you doing back here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was caught by Thrandron with his neck stuck. The bright and sharp sword tip was placed across his neck. The elf shouted: "Kant! Do you want to save him! You know what to do!"

Kant roared: "Fire!"

The Autobot raised his right arm and the artillery fire roared. However, the strong wind gathered and compressed into extremely dense air in an instant, and the atmospheric shield burst out, blocking the inevitable blow.

Thrandron laughed wildly, and with a flash of sword light, he chopped off Nick's left arm, and blood spurted out.

"See! You can't do anything! You can't do anything! You can't save him, you can't save everyone in this city, you can't even save yourself!"

Thrandron roared: "Because your enemy is us! It is the invincible army of the Evening Moon, and you are facing the most powerful country in the world! You have no chance! What awaits you is never Restless defeat, and desperate death! Why don't you run away! Run away with your space spells!"

"I-fuck-you-mom-"

Kant's eyes were red, and he roared: "You are finished! You are all finished! Your country is also finished! The elves here today are going to die! I will kill 1,000, 10,000, 100,000 elves and more Then you will understand! There is only one reason for the demise of the Dusk Moon Dynasty! There is only one!"

The sword light flashed again, Nick's right leg was also removed, and Thrandron showed a sneer: "I thought you were a powerful character, but it seems that you are just a sad human being who is hysterical and raving."

Kant took a deep breath and stared deeply at Nick.

There are pleadings, sincerity, and dissuasion in the eyes of the other party...it may just be Kant's illusion.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

When he opened his eyes again, Kant's eyes had calmed down, like in Huisha.

His tone was unprecedentedly calm: "Go, get ready to go back to Earth."

In one corner of the city, the hard fighting continued. The elves here were not called away by the sound of the horn. The fighting and bloodshed greatly reduced the ability of the creatures to judge, making the legendary wise and intelligent elves savage and bloodthirsty. They wanted to kill them. The Kant of Aurora is from Aurora, and there are also Aurora here.

And the Aurora people here killed a lot of their comrades.

"Kill them all! Kill them all!"

Arrows like rain, roaring viciously, most of the world will be killed and injured, and most of the living people are struggling to resist. Up to now, this is the largest organized resistance in Valentine, because there is a person named Hong San who once Led and directed them, and now he's back.

Once again people depended on and obeyed him.

But the line of defense has been crumbling.

Desperate slaughter, apocalyptic scene, people die one by one, like cattle and sheep, most people's heart defenses have collapsed, at this time, many things are no longer important.

"Brother! Brother!" Song Baoyi fell to the ground with injuries and cried, "I'm sorry for you! I'm a beast! Go away! Leave us alone! It's all over!"

Behind them are the sad and painful people, surrounded by people who are afraid, screaming but also fighting frantically, Hong San chuckled: "I'm very happy, we can get better, are you right?"

Even if it's only for a moment.

Although from a bad background, despite suffering a cruel fate, wandering in the market, making a living and self-preservation by means of despicableness, greed, cunning and untrustworthiness, and becoming a disgusting inhuman, most of the world has This is so, because most people come from humble beginnings, and morality is a luxury.

This is the world that Hong San understands and sees.

But that is not the whole of the world after all.

Even people who are as humble as dust have the possibility to become better, and even ugly and hateful people will shine. It is not their original intention to become like this, and their fate is not predestined.

At least there is a possibility of change.

I hope Lord can realize this... I hope it will be sooner.

He is the one who can change everything.

I only have so much promise, I can only do these things, after all, I am a person like me.

But even a hopeless person like me can change.

The line of defense was broken, the wall was roughly pushed open, the elves lined up to attack, and a row of large shields pushed forward.

Hong San raised his spear to stab, but after fighting for a long time, his strength was weak, and his spear was not good enough, and finally collapsed. The shield wall was pushed, and behind him were the people who were waiting to die. Pushed the iron wall.

"Hong San..."

He was almost exhausted and could no longer resist this huge thrust, but this Aurora was still squeezing all of himself, resisting and blocking in vain, he murmured and called his name.

Then talk to yourself.

"You're a human...you're a human...you're a human...you! Yes! a human!"

He growled, growled, and was pushed back constantly.

The elf soldier holding the shield had already pulled out his short sword and stabbed forward through the gap in the battle shield. The guns of the soldiers in the back row also pierced, and Hong San had already evaded.

At this moment, a humming sound came from the sky behind.

In a trance, Hong San only felt the golden light fill his vision, and then his body fell backwards. He only felt a hurricane rolled in front of him, and vaguely saw a dozen shadows flying into the sky, as if being swept by the wind. The broken leaves, he felt the vibration of the earth, felt the roar of the air, mixed with the sound of bone cracks, the sound of screaming, and finally, everything was silent.

He half-opened his eyes, and he didn't even have the strength to open them all. He only saw a vague shadow, and vaguely saw a person standing in front of him, overlooking him, his red hair burning like flames, and his body covered with lava Armor that flows and shines.

He felt an icy object reaching out, it should be a battle stick, the man used a weapon to pry the messy hair on his forehead, as if looking at him.

"Do you know a man with black hair like you? He looks like your clan, but he looks better than you, he is better than you, he can talk better than you, he has a better heart, in short, he is better than you. For you, and even if you stand among you, you can see at a glance that it is very different from you."

That voice belonged to a woman.

It was too late for Hong San to tell whether the voice was good or not, because when he heard the first sentence, a figure flashed in his mind.

He murmured: "Kant...Kant..."

The man's tone became a little hurried: "Where is he?"

"I have no idea…"

Hong San was lying on his back on the ground, but a smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth. He said softly, "But in this city, you can find him when you walk towards the city and go to the place where the fighting is fiercest."

Then he heard violent vibrations and whistling sounds, like a giant dragon rising into the sky.

Hong San smiled, feeling that now is the best time.

He's a very powerful person, so don't worry.

After a while, Hong San could hear that the survivors were crying, and many people scrambling to his side, pushing him, supporting him, and shouting at him, he blinked and tilted his head. , looked at the familiar faces, and slowly smiled.

"Look, good people are still rewarded, right?"

Then he felt very sleepy, as if all the baggage had disappeared.

So I slowly closed my eyes.

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PS1: Do you know, in this world, there is a kind of behavior called kidnapping, and there is another kind of behavior called tearing tickets, um, that's what I said.

PS2: There are a few small things, such as monthly passes, recommended tickets, and blades. I heard that they are very cute. We don’t know about them, and we haven’t seen them before. Well, that’s what I said.

PS3: Let me say the last sentence. Don't think that it's over when the gorilla comes. It's not over yet. There may be big surprises tomorrow, but the premise is... um.

PS4: It's called a three-line suggestion. It's really not good. I'll grab it tomorrow.