War Paradise - Chapter 1369

The city is burning.

The fire scorched every inch of the land, turning the streets into a scorched color. The houses on the streets collapsed in the flames, and the charred wooden beams crackled.

Lin Chi opened his eyes and looked at the short sword in his hand and the broken chain mail on his body.

The streets were filled with humanoid objects burned into coke, and the ashes and black residues mixed together, making the sky dirty and hazy.

“call……”

Lin Chi slowly got up, the chest that had been opened with a big hole was still aching, and the right foot that had been hit by a mace was still hurting, but it didn’t seem to hurt as much as before.

The injuries on his body made his movements much awkward. At this moment, in the corpse mountain on the other side of the street, a short figure also stood up.

The Terminator with only his right arm, holding a rusty broadsword, cast a hateful look at Lin Chi.

boom!

A burning boulder fell on the street between the two, and the shock wave from the explosion caused Lin Chi to fall to the ground again. Dozens of charred corpses were blasted into debris, and a large amount of black smoke rose from the location of the explosion.

Half of the corpse that had been shocked flew over and hit Lin Chi’s body. When Lin Chi pushed away the corpse, he noticed that the opponent’s incomplete breastplate was hung with an exquisite golden coat of arms.

The picture on the coat of arms is a cross made of daggers. The text below is suspected to be Latin, which is converted into Chinese by the in-game Sinicization system:

Praise the great Lionheart Richard!

“So, is this the feudal era…”

This is the end of the matter, and of course Lin Chi already understands what the scene is this time. This slaughtered city should be on the European continent.

For the brutal army in ancient times, massacre was as common as eating and drinking water. Especially these guys who slaughtered for the sake of “faith” did not have any psychological pressure when killing people. after all……

People who are regarded as heretical enemies are not humans at all in the eyes of the soldiers.

“…”

Seeing a light crossbow two meters away on the right hand side, Lin Chi crawled over and picked up the crossbow with weak hands.

At this moment, a limping figure appeared in the dark smoke.

Snapped!

When the light crossbow fired, there was a crisp sound. The Terminator’s body tilted to the left. With his right hand, he pulled out the arrow inserted on his left shoulder. The dark red stripes on his face were curved, revealing a terrifying smile.

“You can’t resist the power of the death messenger.”

The Terminator, controlled by the Creator, seemed to completely ignore the injuries to his left arm and shoulder. Even though the wound was still bleeding, the action was much quicker than before.

“You are… cheating.”

Seeing that the other party was walking in stride, Lin Chi threw away the light crossbow that had no arrows in his hand, picked up the dagger again and walked towards a burning building on the side of the street, and opened the door of the burning house with a sword.

“Your escape is futile!”

The Terminator roared and rushed over. Seeing the other person’s figure appeared in front of the door, Lin Chi didn’t say a word, raised his left foot and kicked it on the burning wooden board beside him.

The Terminator who had just entered the house was slapped on the board, and the roar in his mouth suddenly turned into a scream. Lin Chi, whose right foot was injured, lost his balance at the moment he lifted his leg and fell heavily on the hot floor.

“Kill you!”

Hearing the painful roar outside the house, Lin Chi sitting in the burning house sighed weakly, threw the dagger in his hand on the floor, turned his head and stared at the little girl’s corpse lying in front of the bedroom:

“Does this kind of battle that hurt both sides really make sense?”

Whether in the primitive era or in this era, the duel between the two has always ended in defeat. This kind of “game” of mutual harm has made Lin Chi tired.

Perhaps, this scheduled duel exists precisely for this reason…

Lifting his head to look at the burning beam, Lin Chi’s vision was blurred by the smoke. That inexplicable irritating commentary also appeared in my ears again:

Until mankind enters the real “civilized age”, their savage desire to kill still cannot be suppressed.

The act of slaughter has not disappeared, just put on a high-sounding excuse. Even a butcher like the Lionheart King was crowned with titles such as “knight”, “romantic man” and “great king” by later generations.

Human civilization continues to develop, but the killing has never disappeared. All history is a complete history of war. Even if both lose and die, the war will continue.

Because they are by nature.

No matter how self-proclaimed “the spirit of all things”, human beings still cannot get rid of the shackles of animality.

The brutality lurking in their genes caused them to continue to carry out large-scale killings until–

boom!

The loud noise when the rifle fired once again awakened Lin Chi.

This time, he was sitting in the damp and muddy trench, holding a Mosin Nagan rifle in his arms. The chest of the right foot on the hand was wrapped in gauze stained with mud and blood.

“what……”

Lin Chi turned around and saw a few soldiers lying not far beside him. The military uniforms on their bodies were so dirty that they couldn’t see the original color. They had either broken arms or missing legs. If it weren’t for the low grunting in their mouths, Lin Chi thought these people were dead.

Mosinagan’s crisp gunshots were like water dripping on the rocks. The pungent smoke made Lin Chi sneeze. The loud noise of the tank engine overwhelmed the continuous gunfire.

Several unusually heavy tanks drove past the trenches, and their tracks ran over the large area and produced a dull rumble, which looked like moving oranges. Although the rotatable turret was not visible on the body, Lin Chi immediately recognized what it was.

The tanks that were born in the First World War are indeed like this ghost. In fact, when he saw the trenches and the weapons in his hand, he had already guessed where the “scene” was this time.

——Now I am on the battlefield of the First World War.

Although the scale is far behind that of World War II, some of the battles of World War I were more cruel than World War II. In this criminal war, mankind used modern weapons on a large scale for the first time, but in the early stages of the war, they were still using retro tactics.

Under the excess firepower of cannons, poison gas, and heavy machine guns, millions of soldiers died in a tug of war like a meat grinder. The young man who had just graduated was sent to the battlefield and never returned home.

The loud noises and shock waves on the battlefield continued. Lin Chi didn’t even have a chance to stick his head out of the trenches. There was an indescribable stench floating in the air. There were amputee soldiers everywhere in the trenches. Two corpses without their heads fell. Opposite Lin Chi.

In this level of battle, the combat power of a single soldier is not important at all, unless he is born with supernatural power, otherwise it is nothing but cannon fodder.

boom!

The explosion fifty meters away caused Lin Chi to fall headlessly in the trenches, and a **** severed hand fell right in front of him. On the scorched ring finger, a gold ring was still shining.

“Ha… Is this your goal?” Lin Chi laughed.

On the huge battlefield, the Terminator is no longer visible. But no matter where that guy is, the meaning of this scene is already clear:

The battlefield is a real hell.

People are so dizzy by various hero stories and entertainment works that they think that war contains glory. Until they really set foot on the battlefield, they will not realize that they are grossly wrong.

In the cruel war, there is no honor at all, and the people who are slaughtering each other here are just a group of tyrannical beasts!

Lin Chi leaned in the trenches, threw away the Mosin Nagan rifle in his hand, listened to the emotionless male voice, and said what he thought in his heart:

“The vast majority of wars between humans are meaningless brutal acts.”

“Your revenge is also meaningless, death messenger. Except for incurring disasters for the aborigines, your attempt to provoke a war has no value at all.”

“Give up, you won’t succeed—”

At that moment, Lin Chi seemed to hear the terminator’s painful roar from the noise on the battlefield.