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Winter North District.

The snow was falling heavily, and everything as far as the eye could see was covered with snow.

At this time, in the snow forest to the north, Feng Qi was stunned when he discovered that the Lord of Mist had lost his life breath.

This sacrifice line is being planned.

He needs to use the Lord of the Mist as a stepping stone and investigate intelligence from the perspective of domain forces.

Even growing up with the Lord of Mist, and then witnessing the future.

If this plan succeeds, he can obtain a lot of very useful information.

It also includes answers to questions such as why domain forces want to infiltrate human civilization, what exactly are miraculous items, and so on.

Looking at the Lord of Mist who had lost all movement, the smile on Feng Qi's face completely froze.

According to history, Mu Qing only shattered the Silence Field and did not kill the Lord of Mist at all.

Otherwise, there would be no follow-up events such as the Lord of Mist snatching the bloodstone, taking control of the Tiger Soul Research Institute, and studying the "Flesh Sacrifice".

This made him couldn't help but suspect that his appearance had changed this historical line.

But if you think about it carefully, this sacrifice line is the same as the previous sacrifice line.

They all decisively joined the Scarlet Academy after knowing that they were on the line of sacrifice. They stayed in seclusion for three years before coming out, and they did not have much impact on the outside world.

But he also felt that it might really be his fault.

After all, changes in some small things can have a profound impact on the future.

For example, he rejected Mu Qing's invitation to become the deputy leader at the graduation party.

Maybe it was this change that indirectly affected Mu Qing to be more aggressive towards the Lord of Mist...

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't help but sigh as he couldn't figure out the reason.

After glancing at the Lord of the Mists, whose body was half buried in the heavy snow, he planned to leave.

Reimagine the future.

After all, the breath of life is gone, and it is impossible for the Lord of Mist to come back from the dead.

But just as Feng Qi turned around, he suddenly heard the faint beating of his heart.

At this moment, he decisively returned to the Lord of Mist and checked his physical condition again.

What surprised him was that the Lord of Mist's body started to function again at this time.

Good guy, are you really resurrected on the spot?

What a protagonist template!

The Lord of the Mist's resurrection from death reminded him of the Lord of the Mist who regained consciousness after being shattered by Lin Ran in his future dream.

This ability to be resurrected every time after death reminded him of the protagonists in novels, anime, and games.

In comparison, he was miserable.

All sacrifice lines must die.

Feeling that the Lord of the Mist was gradually recovering from death, he also began to prepare in advance.

After opening his backpack, he took out a small medical kit.

Emergency rescue for the Mist Lord began.

The effect is not important, what is important is that the Lord of the Mist can see his attitude after he wakes up.

But Feng Qi soon discovered that the situation was a little out of control.

The Lord of Mist's body functions recover very quickly. If he continues to recover, it is very likely that he will be able to move freely when he recovers.

This undoubtedly lowered his negotiating leverage.

Maybe the Lord of Mist didn't want to see him at all for his efforts.

What he wants now is a mist lord who is seriously injured, moves unchanged, and needs to be taken care of by himself.

Only under such conditions of providing help in times of need can he have the opportunity to let the Lord of the Mist open his heart to him and even treat him as a "brother".

Thinking of this, he controlled his mental power and penetrated into the main body of the mist.

Destroyed the body of the Lord of Mists.

After some operations, he regained his mental power with satisfaction.

Next, Feng Qi opened the medical box and took out various special effects props for emergency rescue.

For example, special effect bandages, healing potions, blood stasis removal ointments... began to provide emergency relief to the Lord of the Mist.

After working for half an hour, he applied the ointment to the Mist Lord's wound and completed the bandage.

In the following time, he began to wait for the Lord of Mist to wake up.

Five hours passed.

In the dark night, Feng Qi compacted the snow and built an ice wall to withstand the wind and snow.

Then he used the tools in his backpack to raise a flame.

Turning his head to look at the Lord of Mist, he was still in a coma and showed no sign of waking up.

Feng Qi is not in a hurry about this.

As long as the Lord of the Mist doesn't die, he won't be short of a few days.

Another half day of waiting.

The Lord of Mist's body trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

As soon as he saw it, he saw a handsome man looking at him with a smile:

"woke up?"

The moment he saw the stranger, the Lord of Mist immediately stood up and distanced himself.

But as soon as he exerted force, he felt severe pain all over his body and could not stand up at all.

As his consciousness immersed into his body, he found that his physical condition was very bad, and most of his body functions were paralyzed.

Realizing that his injuries were so serious, the scene of his battle with Mu Qing suddenly appeared in his mind.

A shadow immediately fell over my heart.

But thinking that at least he was still alive and had a chance to come back, he felt motivated again.

Still alive now, in his opinion, it was definitely a miracle.

When the Silent Field was shattered, the world lost part of its rules regarding the Silent Field, and had a repulsive reaction against him.

In addition, his life source was damaged, his life continued to pass, and he would die at any time.

At that time, he only had one idea, to try to break his own life source and then recast it to create a new life source that could blend with the world.

This step is undoubtedly a narrow escape, and the probability of success is extremely small.

During the building process, he became increasingly desperate.

Then his vision was shrouded in darkness, and he passed out completely.

When he woke up, he was surprised to find that the origin of his life had been successfully recast, and the world no longer had any rejection of him.

Opening his eyes again, he looked at Feng Qi slightly warily:

"Who are you?"

"I don't know, I lost my memory." Feng Qi shook his head and responded.

He had already thought of how to explain his situation.

At this time, if he says that he is also a member of the domain forces, he will easily reveal that he knows nothing in subsequent contacts.

It's better to set yourself up as someone who doesn't understand anything at the beginning, and then start the follow-up plan.

When the time comes, he will ask the Lord of Mist about something he doesn’t understand, and the Lord of Mist will not be suspicious.

Hearing his answer, the Lord of Mist suddenly showed a surprised expression on his face:

"Amnesia? Then why did you save me?"

"I feel a sense of kinship with you, so I was wondering if you might be one of my people."

Looking at half of Feng Qi's face that was reflected red by the bonfire, the Lord of Mist murmured in his heart.

At this time, Feng Qi was naked from his upper body, and all the clothes he was wearing covered his body.

So he could see the rune crystal embedded in Feng Qi's chest.

From this, it can be judged that he is also a member of the domain forces, but the Lord of the Mist can be sure that this guy is not his tribe at all.

But the Lord of the Mist felt that his actions to save him were indeed sincere.

After all, his body is paralyzed now and has no use value at all.

Thinking of this, he looked at Feng Qi and said solemnly:

"Thank you, but it's a pity that I'm not one of your tribe."

"It doesn't look like it to me, but I feel a sense of kinship with you, so I'll just treat you as one of my clansmen." Feng Qi grinned at this moment.

After hearing these words, he let down a lot of his vigilance towards Feng Qi.

Next, the Lord of Mist asked about Feng Qi’s general situation.

Feng Qi’s explanation is also very simple.

He lost his memory more than ten years ago and has been living among human society as a human being.

Other than that, I can't remember anything else.

As for rescuing him this time, it was entirely an accidental discovery during the mission.

I felt a friendly aura on him, so I spent a lot of effort to save him.

After listening to Feng Qi's detailed explanation, the Lord of Mist fell into deep thought.

"It was with your help that the origin of my life was reunited?" The Lord of Mist suddenly asked at this time.

"No." Feng Qi shook his head decisively.

After hearing the answer, the Lord of Mist was filled with doubts.

He had not completed the recasting of his life before he fell into coma, but he had successfully recast it when he woke up.

This seems very strange.

With doubts, he had another exchange with Feng Qi.

He also had a general understanding of Feng Qi's current situation.

It was learned that he had lost most of his memory and usually mingled in human society, and he had no idea where his future was.

He tried to find his people, but could never find them.

After knowing what happened to Feng Qi, the Lord of the Mist felt like he was a fallen person in the world.

He is looking for tribesmen, and he is a resurrection tribesman.

They are all working towards the goal.

At this time, he had a slight affection for Feng Qi.

…

In the next few days, Feng Qi always stayed with the Lord of Mist.

During this period, the Lord of Mist's injuries also recovered quickly.

Just today, the Lord of Mist pulled off the bandage on his body, and as the blood flowed on his body, the ointment on his body was washed off.

"Since you have recovered, I have to leave." Looking at the Lord of Mist, Feng Qi picked up his backpack and was about to leave.

"Where to go?" The Lord of Mist looked at Feng Qi and asked.

"I told you, I will form a powerful force next. As long as I am strong enough, I will definitely be able to find my tribe. Even if I can't find my tribe, I will still find a way home." Feng Qi smiled. He turned around and responded.

It took a few days to prepare the ground, but when he said these words, Feng Qi felt a little nervous.

If the Lord of the Mists answered "Just say goodbye" at this time, his plan would have failed.

"Would you like to come together?" The Lord of Mist said solemnly at this time.

"Why?"

"I lost my tribe just like you, and now I have nothing. We work together and take good care of each other."

After staring at the Lord of Mist for a moment, Feng Qi nodded:

"Okay, let's work hard together!"

During the handshake, both of them had smiles on their faces.

Next, facing the biting cold wind and flying snow, they set off directly to Winter City.

At this time, the Lord of the Mist has not fully recovered from his injuries, and the blood and energy in his body are too thin to be able to fly in the air.

Along the way, they chatted about their plans for the future.

After walking for a short while, the Lord of Mist transformed into a mist ball and continued to move forward beside Feng Qi.

"You can transform into Misty, otherwise I'll call you Misty from now on."

"Whatever you want, continue with what I just imagined. Now we don't have any forces or external forces that we can rely on, so we definitely can't take the route of fighting for hegemony. I think it's better to infiltrate human society and seek development opportunities."

After hearing these words, Feng Qi had many doubts in his heart.

Thinking of this, he looked at the mist floating around him and asked:

"What exactly is the route for hegemony you are talking about?"

"Of course it is to expand the clan's territorial field. This is the route that the strongest should choose. Constantly expand the area of ​​the clan's territorial field and compete with all races for hegemony."

"Then why don't you fight for hegemony?"

"Don't ask. I once thought I was capable of taking the hegemony route, but it turns out that my strength is far from enough."

Having said this, Mu Qing's fist-waving gesture suddenly appeared in the Mist Lord's mind.

Feng Qi was very surprised when he heard these words.

He always believes that whether it is a strong or weak clan in the field, it has penetrated into human civilization.

But now according to the meaning of the Lord of the Mist's words, only the weak tribes have penetrated human civilization, while the strong tribes are competing for racial hegemony in the expansion field.

Feeling very confused about this, he immediately asked:

"Aren't there powerful races among the forces that infiltrate human society?"

"Of course. There is no conflict between the hegemony route and the infiltration of human civilization. However, the top powerful tribes who take the hegemony route will not focus on the development of human society. They will only send a small number of tribesmen to infiltrate human civilization and compete with other racial forces. There’s a game going on.”

Feng Qi was shocked when he heard these words:

"What are they playing at?"

"Planning for the future."

"What do you mean? Why do you want to plan for the future?"

"Even powerful tribes may not be able to escape the final disaster. They all want to become stronger before that day comes and be able to withstand the disaster."

"What's the point of the general situation coming? You know I've lost my memory, and I don't know anything now."

"Actually, I don't know, after all, I have never seen it, but I know that it will be an unprecedented disaster, and only a handful of powerful people will survive that day."

With that said, the Lord of the Mist re-condensed into a human form with purple hair and purple eyes.

"The top powerful races all have the ability to destroy human civilization, but the main reason why they have not done so is that the current human society is more like a chessboard, and all races are chess players, playing games with each other."

"No one would do such a thing as overturning the chessboard. After all, whoever jumps out first may become the target of the fire."

The Lord of Mist's explanation was similar to Feng Qi's original guess.

At the beginning, he discovered that the powerful tribes in all fields were powerful, and if they were united, they would be able to destroy human civilization.

But none of the tribes in the field did this.

Obviously, while permeating human society, they are also competing with each other.

But he still has a doubt in his mind, why do domain forces collect miraculous items in human civilization.

How are miraculous objects born?

What is the "Pillar God" that the Lord of the Mist once spoke of?

He did not ask these questions directly.

After all, he is a character who knows nothing now. The topic has not yet involved miracle items. There will be many opportunities to ask for detailed reasons in the future.

Next, they began to discuss future action plans.

The Lord of the Mist's idea is very simple: first find a way to blend into human society, and then seek opportunities for development.

The first choice target is Winter City.

Although the current Lord of the Mist has not yet thought of infiltrating the Tiger Soul Research Institute, he has the idea of ​​forming a human force and then becoming a "chess player" with the help of the human force.

Regarding his decision, Feng Qi chose to agree.

Compared with the competition between the forces in various fields in the hegemony line, it is obvious that a relatively stable human society is more likely to have opportunities for development.

Maybe it will be painful to take this road.

But since he decided to take the villain route, he felt that he had to go on firmly and abandon the indecision in his heart.

We walked for two days in the wind and snow.

The dry food in the backpack had been exhausted. After checking the navigation map, Feng Qi found that they were almost approaching Winter City.

Just then, they saw smoke rising in the distance.

After walking forward for a while, a village appeared in their sight.

Seeing this village, the Mist Lord's expression changed slightly.

"My form is inconvenient. You should go and investigate first. I urgently need energy and blood to restore my strength."

Hearing these words, Feng Qi's heart sank.

He knew that the Lord of the Mist wanted to attack this village.

"Okay!" After a brief hesitation, he nodded immediately.

At this time he walked towards the village.

More than ten minutes later, he arrived in front of the village.

This village is obviously a gathering place for scavengers, and there are scavenger warriors on alert at the entrance of the village.

Seeing his appearance, the soldier looked a little surprised.

"I lost my way with the battle group and need your help." Feng Qi said at this time.

"Come in." The leading scavenger warrior was not wary of him and immediately said he could enter.

Then, led by this scavenger, he came to a wooden house made of snow trees.

The scavenger warrior stepped forward and knocked on the wooden door.

After waiting for a while, the door of the wooden house was opened, and a white-haired old man walked out.

At this time, the scavenger told the old man about the situation of sealing chess.

After hearing the reason, the old man turned his head and looked at Feng Qi.

Looking into each other's eyes, a smile appeared on the old man's wrinkled face:

"Come in, I have food here."

He did not hesitate and immediately followed the old man into the wooden house.

The furnishings in the wooden house are very simple, with a bonfire burning in the center and an iron pot on top with hot broth inside.

At this time, a big sword hanging on the wall caught Feng Qi's attention.

"Senior, were you a frontline soldier?"

"Well, it was a long time ago." The old man smiled and took out the bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard, came to the campfire, filled a bowl of broth and handed it to him.

Taking the broth, Feng Qi took a big sip.

After drinking the broth, he suddenly felt warm all over, and his body seemed to be rejuvenated.

His eyes glanced at the great sword hanging on the wall again.

I feel like I've seen this big sword somewhere, but I can't remember where it is.

In the ensuing chat, he asked about the situation in the village.

According to what the old man said.

Their scavenger village was originally very prosperous, but in recent years there have been fewer and fewer people. Most of the younger generation have gone to the front lines, leaving behind mostly the old, weak, sick and disabled.

Finally, the old man showed him a way to Winter City.

Before leaving, he even gave him a bag of grain as a gift.

After walking out of the village, he still couldn't be cruel.

After walking for more than ten minutes, he came to the Lord of Mist who had been waiting for a long time, shook his head and said:

"It's not easy to start, let's find another place."

Regarding his words, the Lord of Mist did not have any doubts and nodded immediately:

"good."

But just as they were about to leave, the wind and snow became fierce, blocking their sight. In the distance, a thin figure could be seen standing in the wind and snow.

When the wind and snow cleared, the old man who entertained him in the village appeared in the distance holding a big sword.

The old man looked at him with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be a dog of the domain power."

At this moment, the Lord of the Mist gathered his human form and spoke with a ferocious expression:

"It seems that we have to take action, but the vitality in this old guy's body is very thin. He is just a candle in the wind, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

The old man didn't answer and slashed forward with his sword.

A seemingly simple sword actually triggered the power of heaven and earth, and the wind and snow mixed with the sword's intention surged towards him.

The Lord of Mist couldn't dodge and was hit from the front.

Suddenly, a sharp sword energy swept through him, and the Lord of Mist was sent flying straight away, with blood coughing out of his mouth.

Feng Qi looked at the old man wielding the sword at this time, and suddenly remembered who he was.

Wang Jinjin once evaluated a hero in class.

He was once one of the gods of war in the hearts of scavengers, and he once guarded the Northern Territory for a period of time with one man and one sword.

He has killed numerous realm-transcendent creatures throughout his life, and has never failed.

He also trained many outstanding scavenger warriors, and even many core members of the ten war groups were trained by him.

His existence remains a legend.

What represents his identity is a dragon-patterned sword.

At that time, he felt that this big sword looked very familiar to him in the wooden house, but he did not expect to see the legendary figure, the God of War "Shouyi".

It's just that he looked obviously older at this time.

After some calculation, it is almost over 200 years old.

Thinking of this, Feng Qi's heart tightened.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of dying before the plan is fully developed.

Thinking of this, he felt fierce in his heart, and decisively tightened his muscles and came to the Lord of Mist.

The old man's eyes were cold and he slowly raised his sword.

The vertical and horizontal sword energy centered on him and radiated in all directions, causing the wind and snow to retreat automatically.

The red sword is fierce.

The wind and snow suddenly rose, and the red rainbow was like a roaring dragon rushing towards the wind and snow.

Behind him is the seriously injured Lord of the Mist, and he cannot retreat.

He gritted his teeth and pushed forward, using his body to resist the attack.

Blood was spilled, and he felt as if his body was about to explode in pain. His clothes were torn apart, and dense sword energy scars appeared on his chest, which were so deep that he could see his bones.

Gritting his teeth and standing up, he looked at the old man with determination in his eyes.

The Lord of the Mists cannot die yet.

He must keep the Lord of the Mists alive.

Just as the Lord of the Mist said, the old man in front of him was no longer the legendary God of War. He might not have a chance.

Thinking of this, he touched the rune crystal with his consciousness.

The skin on his body turned red, his blood flow accelerated, and his eyes gradually became confused.

The sword marks on the body surface are quickly repaired due to its powerful self-healing ability.

At this moment, he let out a roar and threw himself at the old man.

The red sword energy struck in a flash, and Feng Qi was knocked away again.

He struggled to stand up and pounced on the old man again.

After being knocked away again and again, he was like an invincible Xiaoqiang. Even though his body was broken, he could still stand up and continue to attack.

At this time, the eyes of the Lord of the Mist lying behind him were filled with disbelief.

"Because you make me feel very close to you and feel like you are one of my tribe."

"Okay, let's go together in the future and form the strongest force!"

…

During this period of contact, his affection for Feng Qi continued to increase.

Seeing Feng Qi risking his life for him at this time, the last vigilance in his heart was wiped away.

Feng Qi's current appearance reminded him of the people who sacrificed their lives while opening up the road.

They are also like this, sacrificing themselves without hesitation.

The Lord of Mist clenched his fist at this time.

It was a bumpy road and a failure all the way, and it still is like this now.

"I can not be reconciled!"

The power of faith triggered the unknown power rooted in his body. With the blessing of the mysterious power, his injuries were quickly repaired.

Just like when the origin of life is broken.

In the blink of an eye, nearly half of his injuries recovered, and a thick mist emerged from his body.

At this moment, he reached out to grab Feng Qi and grabbed it in his hand.

Glancing at Feng Qi, who was already dying and seemed to be dying at any moment, he involved him in the mist.

The power of the original energy and blood was injected into Feng Qi's body at this time, hanging his life and beginning to nourish his body.

At this time, the Lord of Mist looked at the old man with purple eyes:

"You will die, and none of your people will be able to escape!"

"You can try." The old man raised the dragon-marked sword again.

In the biting wind and snow, the sword energy collided with the mist, forming a vacuum zone all around.

Even with a rotten body, the old man still has a fighting spirit that reaches the sky.

His swordsmanship is different from Lu Yue's.

If Lu Yue's sword spirit represents the young man's indomitable spirit, then the old man's sword spirit is like a candle struggling in the wind. No matter how strong the wind and snow, I remain motionless.

When the old man performs his sword skills, it's more like jumping in an ancient dance.

It feels quite natural.

At this time, the old man seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth, using the power of heaven and earth to activate the sword energy. The Lord of the Mist was fighting against this world.

The power of the Lord of Mist was empty in front of the old man, but it could not really explode.

This battle allowed the Lord of the Mist to once again see the power of the strongest among humans.

Even though he is old, he still has the strength to crush him.

But as time passed, the old man gradually became unable to do what he wanted.

The speed of his sword swing became slower and slower, and the Lord of Mist gradually gained the upper hand.

When the mist passed over the old man's body, he suddenly fell to the ground.

Struggling to stand up, he tore off his torn clothes, revealing a body covered with scars.

There were so many wounds that they covered every inch of his skin.

Behind him are the clan members who have been guarding him for more than two hundred years. They have never fallen before and will not fall today.

Shouyi's eyes were neither happy nor sad, and he raised his sword again.

"I can spare you, but I need the lives of your tribe in exchange for yours." The Lord of the Mist said in a hoarse voice.

He had also said these words to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing replied with her fist, and it was the same this time. Shouyi responded with the big sword in his hand.

When the sword energy comes close, the mist sweeps forward.

The two energies were confronting each other. The sword energy could not split the mist, and the mist could not repel the sword energy.

During the stalemate, fine drops of blood oozed from the old man's body surface.

With a roar and his white hair dancing, the sword energy in the old man's heart continued to rise, pushing the sword energy to split the fog bit by bit and move forward.

Feeling the powerful sword intent, the Lord of Mist once again felt the threat of death.

With the desire for life, he also chose to explode with all his strength.

The thick gray mist surged forward, sweeping forward with energy and blood.

The violent force rolled up the snow and spread it in all directions. The terrifying force made it impossible for the soldiers in the village who wanted to rush to support to get in.

The sword energy continued to advance, gradually approaching the original core at the center of the fog.

Although his body is dying, the old man's exquisite sword skills are still frightening.

The Lord of Mist roared at this time.

But no matter how the mist surges, it can't stop the sword energy from slowly advancing forward.

The old man held a big sword in both hands and kept pressing down.

At this time, he seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth, and his sword intention became sharper with the determination in his heart.

But more and more blood seeped out of his body, and he turned into a bloody man in the blink of an eye.

Just when the Lord of the Mist thought that he was about to be injured by the sword energy and even die, the sword energy suddenly dissipated.

He looked intently and saw the old man standing with a sword in his hand, but there was no breath of life left.

Seeing the old man's death, the soldiers who came for reinforcements cried out in sorrow.

These scavengers grew up listening to the old man's stories.

The old man is of extraordinary significance to the entire village and is their hero.

But now, the hero is dying and cannot withstand the ravages of time.

When he was young, Shouyi fought in the Northern Territory with his sword and led the residents of Ji City to fight out of the domain and come to the winter front line.

He killed countless creatures in the domain throughout his life and never failed.

He even suppressed several riots by realm-transcending creatures with one person's power.

Lifetime achievements can even be described as brilliant.

He has taught countless students, many of whom are famous soldiers who are still active on the front lines.

In the most peak battle, he once stepped into the Purgatory Field alone, killed the Eight-Armed Purgatory with one person, and finally suppressed the Purgatory Field.

It was the time when the purgatory field was expanding most crazily.

Just because Shouyi stood there holding the sword, the purgatory field did not dare to expand rashly.

However, heroes eventually die.

No one can escape the corrosion of time and the passage of life.

At this time, Shouyi, who was holding the dragon-patterned sword, finally lost the combat power he had at his peak.

As the body's functions continue to decline, even though he has the intention to kill the enemy, his body has reached its limit.

In the final battle, he almost killed the Mist Lord.

But he died with regret in the end. Amidst the shouts of his tribe, his figure fell in the biting cold wind.

This is the end of a generation of legends.

This is the journey of mankind against the expansion of the realm.

Each generation will have new legends who will reach the top step by step, leaving a strong mark in history and writing their own legendary story.

Even the experts in the field who regard human beings as ants do not dare to look down upon these legendary figures.

It’s just that every era has its legends.

The era of keeping righteousness is long gone.

At this time, accompanied by the shouts of the tribesmen, they were buried in the wind and snow.

…

Looking at the soldier with red eyes in front of him, he rushed towards him desperately.

The Lord of the Mist did not feel any fluctuation in his heart, let alone the thought of holding back.

The gray mist swept forward, taking away lives one by one, and continuously drained away the energy and blood that overflowed from their bodies.

Life seems very fragile at this time.

Without the protection of Shoiyi, these scavenger villagers are no match for the Lord of the Mist.

The capable soldiers in the village had already stepped onto the front line, and now it became a one-sided massacre.

The spilled blood dyed the falling snowflakes red, and was eventually absorbed by the mist.

Half an hour later, the entire village was slaughtered.

After slaughtering the village, the Lord of the Mist gathered the mist and condensed a pure blood bead. With a wave of his hand, the blood bead merged into Feng Qi's body, which was rolled up in the air by the mist.

Moisturized by pure Qi and blood, Feng Qi slowly opened his eyes.

Looking around, I saw the corpses of villagers lying in the snow.

He was shaking inside, but he didn't show his emotions.

"Thank you." He looked at the Lord of Mist and said.

"If I can rise in the future and stand on top of this world, you will definitely have a place beside me." Miwu blinked his purple eyes and said with a smile.

The misty smile and the surrounding corpses were frozen in the same picture, which looked particularly dazzling.

Next, the two of them continued towards Winter City.

Looking at the Lord of the Mist who was still calm and composed after killing nearly a thousand people, Feng Qi wanted to ask him how it felt to kill humans, but he never asked him these words.

In this line, he kept hinting that he should not be indecisive, but should be ruthless and ruthless, and completely integrate into the domain forces.

But only through personal experience did he know that the cruelty involved was simply not acceptable to his outlook.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, looked at the Lord of Mist and asked:

“What is our world really like?”

Knowing that Feng Qi had lost his memory, the Lord of Mist patiently explained:

"Our world is divided into countless spaces. Each space is a small world and connected to each other. Your ethnic group and my ethnic group each live in their own small worlds, so those who come to this world Sometimes there will be fields that are incompatible with the world, because the way we come is to bring the whole world with us."

After listening to Miwu's explanation, Feng Qi continued to ask:

"Then why did you come to this world?"

"There is a problem in our world. I found that powerful tribes were constantly moving their entire clan to this world at great cost. At that time, I was also aware of the problems in the world, so I wanted to imitate the powerful tribes to open up a path and come to this world to seek benefits for the tribe. A glimmer of hope for the future is also about seeking opportunities for rise.”

"The world we live in will also have a major trend coming?" Feng Qi grasped the key point.

"Yes, it's worse than this world, so all races come here in search of vitality and opportunities."

"It's just that some ethnic groups chose to open a path, and some ethnic groups simply abandoned their world and came directly."

Hearing these words, Feng Qi's heart trembled.

He thought of the ethnic group that Xiao Can belonged to, and the way they came was different.

They came as a whole ethnic group, but they did not appear in the field.

This is obviously what the Lord of the Mist calls the advent of the world of abandonment.

When the Lord of Mist came, the Silent Domain appeared, which was obviously a way to come.

Thinking of this, he asked:

"What's the difference between these two ways of coming?"

"The difference is huge. If it were to come directly, he would have died suddenly at the moment it came. After all, the rules of the world we live in are very different from the rules of this world."

"But there is a chance of surviving. Even if you survive, there will be many restrictions and inconveniences, and your strength will be greatly reduced."

"As for opening a path to come, it means coming to this world with the world, that is, the domain field."

"This way of coming is the most difficult, but as long as it succeeds, it can bring a lot of conveniences. We only need to wait for the domain field to be integrated with this world, and we will not be restricted by the rules of this world. This is why the domain field has existed long enough, and inside The reason why the creatures will become what humans call realm-transcending creatures.”

After hearing the explanation from the Lord of Mist, Feng Qi suddenly felt enlightened.

"What do you mean by opening a path?"

"The most difficult way to come is to break through the world barrier and bring your own world to this world. If you are lucky, you will come directly. If you are not lucky, you may encounter obstacles."

"What's the blocker?"

"A group of extremely powerful people, they block the road to this world, and if they encounter them, they will almost die."

Speaking of this, the Lord of Mist's eyes dimmed:

"At that time, I led my tribe to break through the world's barriers and open up a new road. The obstacles I encountered were all my tribesmen who died in battle to escort me to this world."

"After I came to this world, I swore that I would resurrect them. This is why I long for blood."

"Only with enough energy and blood can I gather bodies for their souls and resurrect them where they are."

Hearing these words, Feng Qi immediately thought of those ghosts in the mist.

This is obviously the clansman whom the Lord of the Mist said was killed in the battle.

But he was still very curious about the "blocker" mentioned by the Lord of Mist.

What is this?

While thinking, he suddenly thought of the Tongtian Road.

Could it be that those who stand in the way are all the strongest among human beings?

After they disappeared, they actually went to the source of the world, trying to block those domain forces who wanted to enter this world?

After thinking for a moment, he couldn't figure it out and stopped thinking about it.

On the next road, he decided to continue to follow the Lord of Mist to form a domain force.

Learn the truth about the world from a different perspective.

The process was bound to be cruel, and he felt that he had to adjust his mentality.

Sentimentality will only prevent him from moving forward.

His sacrifice line will also be unable to complete his mission and create value.

So he must adjust his mentality and be ruthless.

Because in the future, similar things like today will definitely happen again.

Today it is Shouyi, next time it may be someone else.

He may have to kill those who he once regarded as heroes, and do things that are completely inconsistent with his own three views.

If we say that the timeline when he first joined the Science and Technology Research Institute was to fall into darkness.

Then this villain line is to become a devil and consider the problem from the perspective of purely viewing humans as ants and livestock.

But he must go down this road ruthlessly.

Only in this way can he become more like a domain creature and witness the unknown truth.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at the Lord of Mist.

One thing that is certain now is that the Lord of Mists has regarded him as a companion.

Otherwise, precious energy and blood would not be delivered to him for healing.

But he had no feelings for the Lord of the Mists.

He just wants to use the Lord of Mist, and then learn more information through his growth.

If one day in the future the Lord of Mist has no use value.

He will not hesitate to completely obliterate it in reality and will not give him any chance to develop and grow.

At this time, the Lord of Mist grinned at him:

"How is your recovery going?"

When Feng Qi saw this, he also laughed:

"It's nothing serious anymore, thank you very much."

After pondering for a while, he continued:

"Misty, if I find my tribe members in the future, I will definitely form an alliance with you and plan the future together."

"Okay, that's the deal."

In the biting cold wind, they each had their own thoughts, and their figures gradually drifted away.

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