When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

Human beings always like to favor the weak and the dead. It is the instinct of most people to sympathize with the weak, because most people themselves are weak.

But... this story has a follow-up content that others don't know.

If it's just a cowardly escape and let him face Kabane alone, it's nothing, Yongye has already gotten used to these people's cowardice and fear of Kabane.

However, the group of people not only escaped, but also closed the tunnel door when the incident happened, clearly trying to trap him and Kabane inside.

Such behavior is exactly what Yongye cannot tolerate, so after trying to kill the group of Kabane, he ran out of the tunnel from another exit of the tunnel, and then went back to kill the group of people one by one die.

"Stand back, all of you. With the Juggernaut around, why worry about Kabane lurking among his subordinates?"

"Is the sword master...?"

To the master here, the sword master Sifang Chuanjian spoke of, Yong Ye repeated in a low voice, but slowly shook his head.

He did not recognize the title of the so-called Juggernaut. After all, although this incomplete system is indeed called Juggernaut Inheritance, what is the so-called Juggernaut? He didn't know, but he was sure that he couldn't compete with the real Juggernaut.

Moreover, his ability is not worthy of this title, and such a title does not have much practical significance. If hundreds of Kabane really came, he might also... escaped death.

The local warriors were quickly dispersed, and because of the patriarch, General Sifang Chuan, Yong Ye and his party got the privilege of not having to be inspected. Of course, only the group of warriors led by Yong Ye had this right. Other civilians still need to be checked in the check box.

On the other side, relatively far away, from the tail of the Kotetsu Castle, came down another man wearing a kimono, with short black hair tied into short braids on both sides with a yellow headband, amber eyes, tied around his neck, and a bowknot. Girl with blue shackles.

Yong Ye had never seen this person in the car, and he remembered that there was a stable for the horses in the back, right?

Does a little girl live in a stable?

Thinking of this, Yong Ye couldn't help frowning, but he quickly looked away without paying too much attention.

This world is not a peaceful world. If he has time to care about a child, he is more willing to practice swords and increase his self-protection ability.

If you are poor, you will take care of yourself alone, if you are rich, you may not be able to help the world. You are talking about people like Yong Ye. After all, he is not a good person who takes the world as his own responsibility, but an ordinary person who simply wants to protect himself.

Chapter Five Naive Thoughts and Cruel Reality

But that child doesn't seem to need Yong Ye to protect and help him.

After that strange child taught a samurai a lesson, General Sifangchuan, who was still courteously trying to win him over, appeared in front of the girl and expelled that samurai under him.

"Sleeping in the stables can't be a powerful person, and Sifang Chuanjian will greet him, but he can't be a servant. What a strange child."

After muttering to himself, Yong Ye's eyes were attracted elsewhere soon.

An ordinary passenger on the Iron Fortress was found to have a wound on his body during the inspection, and then ran out, and was hunted down by the local warriors here.

There were so many such things that Yong Ye didn't even bother to look at them. When he was about to leave, suddenly, a steam craftsman with one-sided glasses ran out and stood in front of the warrior's gun.

"Stop! Coward!!"

"Well…!"

"People who are suspected of being infected with Kabane virus! They will be locked up for three days to judge the authenticity! Isn't this the rule you set?!"

"Shut up!! This is not something you, a steam craftsman, can talk about!!"

Boom! !

The samurai, who couldn't hear him, knocked the steam craftsman to the ground with the butt of his gun. After that, there was no need to think about the result.

Obviously, this steam craftsman, who was full of mysterious justice, was surrounded and beaten by these warriors who talked about their pain.

To be honest, Yong Ye also felt that these warriors were cowardly, they obviously had knives that could kill Kabane but they didn't use them, instead they used guns that couldn't kill Kabane, the poor knives could only be used as decorations.

Shaking his head, he didn't pay attention to these things any more. After breaking away from the surrounding of the warriors and allowing the warriors who spontaneously followed him to move freely, he wandered casually in this new fortress alone.

To be honest, the area of ​​a fortress is quite large, the most center, that is, the palace where the power holder of the fortress lives, stands high in the center, and can easily overlook the entire fortress.

On the bustling street, this fortress is not much different from other fortresses.

The overall technological level of the world is probably the first industrial revolution after the invention of the steam engine, that is to say, around the 1760s.

Of course, although it is already the 1780s, in the 1760s, just after the first industrial revolution broke out, Cabanne also broke out.

The level of science and technology can't be raised at all, and it still stays at the original stage. After all, the whole world suddenly fell apart and fell into a doomsday state.

To be honest, no matter how the world changes, it doesn't make any difference to Yong Ye, who made him an orphan who was alone.

Although I don't like the end of the day, and maybe I was afraid of it before, but now...

Living in a daze seems to be more uncomfortable than dying?

Is this Yong Ye's inner thoughts?

don't know...

I don't know myself, could it be that he is so unwilling to be mediocre?

No...it should be just to be alive.

It doesn't matter if he can live without relying on others, even if the danger is great, but if possible, he hopes to be more comfortable.

"...I'm really greedy. I have gained the respect of others and can live independently, but I hope to be more comfortable. But... the only thing I can rely on now is the sword in my hand."

In his memory, when Yong Ye's benefactor, some good-natured and some show-off Masuda Toshiki, was still alive, he experienced the first Kabane city break battle.

The battlefield is filled with the pungent smell of flesh and blood.

The outer plain, which was still silent half an hour ago, turned into a hell on earth immediately after the city wall was breached and the war began, with flames, gunfire and the roar of warriors intertwined everywhere.

Kabane was roaring, and so was the samurai.

The air is mixed with the smell of burnt meat and the blood flowing over the soles of the shoes. The smell of blood all makes the sense of smell go crazy.

The setting sun, the flames, the blood under the feet, and the glowing heart of Kabane dyed the world a shocking crimson color.

"Cough, um..."

In this crimson world, Yong Ye knelt down on the battlefield trembling, unable to take a step forward, his knees were already soaked in blood, but at this moment, he had no time to care about those trivial matters.

His body had already been baptized like a torrential rain of blood.

——This is a cruel situation beyond what ordinary people can bear.

It wasn't the so-called system, it was Yong Ye himself who was unwilling to rely on others, unwilling to be a coward, and wanted to become a strong man, and chose the path of holding the sword hilt.

Expecting to win meritorious deeds on the battlefield, perform a gorgeous hero story, save a beautiful girl, and finally join hands for a lifetime... Such a wonderful dream, once accompanied him through the short happy time in this world.