The wind was a little strong, and Su Bai could clearly feel the sound of the wind blowing against his clothes. This was a chaotic battlefield, and all kinds of residual energy were still wantonly wreaking havoc, continuing to devastate this land.
When he walked to Tyrant's side, there was no joy on the face of Su Bai. Instead, he looked a little helpless and lonely. It was the same for Lord Zeng. When it came to this kind of thing, it was a happy thing to have three helpers for one hero.
Now that Su Bai had joined in, he could indeed turn the situation around. But Tyrant and Lord Zeng were clear that Su Bai had made this choice with great determination.
No one wanted to be a burden. If you really treated that person as your friend, you would not force him to change his mind for you.
"I'm sorry to have dragged you into this," Tyrant said.
"You're being too polite."
Su Bai raised his hand. For a moment, the Blood Qi of the fallen Qin soldiers on the battlefield began to sweep towards Su Bai even more violently. It was purely a gesture of "I'm eating the meat, not leaving any soup for you".
Among the audience, only Su Bai could do this. The Third Transformation of Ancient Zombie was inherited from the Qin Soldier Body Refining Technique, but it was many levels higher than the Qin Soldier Body Refining Technique.
The battlefield full of the dead was Su Bai's home ground.
The old general's hair and beard were all white. At this moment, he looked particularly haggard, no longer as spirited as before. Broadcasting was absolutely perfect in the creation of NPCs. It could completely simulate the behavior and choices of the deity.
The thirty Qin soldiers looked at each other and looked at the man walking over. Their eyes were filled with anger, but at the same time, there was a sense of relief.
Their comrades had fallen in droves, and they had to absorb their comrades' blood energy to kill their enemies, using their comrades as nourishment. This was already a very stressful and guilty thing to do. Now, even though the appearance of this man in front of them had cut off their last hope of turning the tables, they could at least follow their dead comrades to the Yellow Springs very soon.
With everyone together on the road to the Yellow Springs, they wouldn't be too lonely.
Su Bai walked step by step until he was in front of the old man. The old man sighed, and the soldiers beside him rushed out. However, not a single one of them rushed towards Su Bai. They rushed towards the other audience members. Of course, since they couldn't absorb the blood qi of their fellow soldiers, their strength didn't increase at all. Hence, their fates were destined to be miserable.
"Young Master, you and Great Qin are fated."
The old general stroked his beard and sighed.
"There's no need to talk about fate." Su Bai shook his head. He reached out and placed his hand on the head of the old general's warhorse. In an instant, the warhorse collapsed, and the old general's body floated in mid-air. "You're already dead."
"I understand." "As such, even after death, as long as Great Qin still has the strength to fight, we will not give up. The blood of the Qin people will never run dry."
"What's your name?" Su Bai asked.
"I don't have a name or surname. This old man definitely doesn't have a single brush stroke in the history books. As for you, Young Master, take care."
The old general pulled out his sword and stabbed it into his chest. Then, his Primordial Spirit collapsed.
The battle cries on the battlefield had already disappeared. The incomparably exhausted audience once again welcomed victory. And everyone knew that if it wasn't for Su Bai's intervention at the last moment, stopping the thirty Qin soldiers from absorbing the blood qi of their fellow soldiers to advance, this battle would have been completely out of control.
Su Bai didn't take credit for it, nor did he do anything to show off. He just stood there and waited for a while. He realized that the broadcast hadn't sent everyone out yet. Evidently, there would be a third wave in this story world soon.
He wasn't tired. After all, this was Su Bai's first time fighting. Moreover, he hadn't killed anyone, nor had he fought before. However, Su Bai's mood couldn't be lifted.
He wanted revenge, and the only way he could do it now was to let the Qin soldiers of that world win. Even if he had to sacrifice himself, he could drag Su Bai, Yuhang, and the others down with him.
Er Bai had once told him that he was very lonely underground and hoped that Su Bai would send his parents down to accompany him. To Su Bai, it would be a good thing if his family could reunite in the underground.
But for some reason, he, who had been planning to watch from the sidelines, couldn't help but make a move just now. Su Bai wouldn't admit that it was because of Fatso and Lord Zeng. As for the specific reason, he couldn't explain it himself.
A bonfire rose up. Someone went to find an oasis in the distance and fetched some water and food.
Su Bai sat alone by a bonfire. The light from the fire shone on his face, making it look bright and dark.
Fatso had woken up, but his physical body was already damaged. Therefore, only his Primordial Spirit floated over and circled around the bonfire in front of Su Bai.
"I'm a little elf, a cute little elf …"
Not only was he circling around, he even started singing. Perhaps he was purposely trying to make Su Bai happy. Fatso always sacrificed himself in this aspect, which made him the laughingstock of everyone.
"Da Bai, come. Don't look so bitter. Give me a smile."
Fatso's Primordial Spirit floated in front of Su Bai. Seeing that Su Bai was still indifferent, he had no choice but to say, "Then, brother will give you a smile?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Su Bai's mouth. He waved his hand. "I don't need comfort. I'm afraid of death too."
Fatso's Primordial Spirit floated to Su Bai's shoulder. He said in an experienced manner, "Let's take one step at a time. In fact, in my opinion, you have no other way now. Because we are still in this world, we can't go there. Moreover, even if we go there, the broadcast still has something on us. Otherwise, the previous generations of listeners wouldn't be so obedient to be the broadcast's cannon fodder.
Let's put it this way. You really want your parents to die, but the initiative isn't in your hands. They can decide whether to let you go to that world or not. They can decide whether to get rid of you in advance. Even after you go to that world, they can control your life and death.
You don't have the right to oppose them. At most, you can only be passive. "
Su Bai nodded. He had to admit that what Fatso said was the truth. The reason why Su Yuhang wanted to talk to him wasn't to dissuade him from opposing him. This was because Su Bai had no way of resisting him. Unless Su Bai killed Sills, Fatso, and the others in this world, the broadcast was currently shamelessly trampling on the rules. Even if Su Bai really hardened his heart to do such a thing, the chances of success were still very low.
Su Yuhang wanted to give him something to work towards. He wanted his son to focus on killing enemies for him and sweep away the obstacles in that world. Moreover, Su Yuhang thought very highly of him, his son, and the person that his old friend, Old Fugui, thought highly of. He felt that if he gave it his all, the success rate of wiping out the Qin soldiers in that world would be much higher after he attained Dao.
Being valued by the broadcast was something to be proud of. Being valued by one's father was also something that made one feel very comfortable. However, when it came to Su Bai, he couldn't bring himself to be happy.
"Actually, you still have one hope," Fatso said. "Don't forget, there's still a woman."
"Lychee?" Su Bai said directly.
"Yes, Lychee. No one can be sure that she's dead, right?" Fatso's Primordial Spirit jumped on Su Bai's shoulder. "That woman sealed your son in the orphanage so that you could reach Dao Validation and go to that world to help her. Alright, I don't know if she knows that Old Fugui died there.
In short, Lychee isn't Old Fugui, and it's impossible for another Fugui to appear in this world. Because of this, that confident woman has always been in a passive state.
First, she used him to threaten your son, but Old Fugui saved him.
Then, her own group of listeners were killed by the Qin soldiers. Now, it's unknown whether she's alive or dead.
However, there's one thing you need to be clear about. This woman's hatred for Su Yuhang is deeper than yours, because you still have a son, and you're even directly related to Su Yuhang and the others by blood. However, she's not. She was abducted and used as a test subject. She was your previous test subject. Moreover, a woman's hatred is often more extreme. She's an extremely confident and conceited person.
Trust me.
Since she vowed that she wants you to go and help her, it means that she has a way to face Su Yuhang and Liu Mengyu directly. Now, we should eat, sleep, and beat Lil Pea. When we've reached Dao Validation and gone to that world, I believe that even if you don't look for Lychee, if she's still alive, she'll take the initiative to look for you.
When that time comes, you and Lychee will take revenge, while I and the others will fight to the death with those Qin soldiers.
If that's the case, we won't have to stand on the opposite side at all, right? If you succeed and the broadcast GG, we'll just coexist peacefully with those Qin soldiers. If they want to restore their country, let them be. If you guys are broadcast GG, then I'll still do whatever the monk and the others want to do. "
The more Fatso spoke, the brighter his Primordial Spirit became. It was probably because he was getting more and more excited. It was as if he had transformed into the Heavenly Dao and was controlling everything.
"I believe that Lychee won't die so easily," Fatso added. "She should still be alive."
After Fatso finished his long speech, he looked at Su Bai and realized that Su Bai was frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
"Da Bai, what are you thinking about?"
Su Bai snapped out of his daze and smiled. He pointed at himself.
"I'm a poison, a poison that's already been used."
Back then, Su Yuhang and Young Master Zhao worked together to "create" him, and then Young Master Zhao committed suicide with poison.
"Yes, and then?"
"Lychee was once a poison. Although she failed, but … she might still have some toxicity." A look of understanding appeared on Su Bai's face. "Perhaps, this is her trump card."
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