After The Empress Acended To The Throne, I Was Forcefully Made His Greatness

If Zuo Dodge had known in advance that he would have to experience pain before leaping to the Dragon Gate, perhaps he would not have always regarded this as an opportunity he should have obtained.

However, there is no if.

However, he had just started leaping through the Dragon Gate, and he was still at the 'Yi' pass, and he already understood the reason why there are still so few extraordinary people in the Dragon Gate every year.

Zuo Daoqi trekked alone in the vast forest of knives, mountains and axes.

In the real knife and ax cutting each other, he has already been covered with bruises. Fortunately, this world is strange, and his current "body" is not real. Even with the knife and ax on his body, he has no other feeling except pain.

But it was this pain that made it difficult for him to move forward, as if he knew that the next step would be to usher in a knife and axe, but he still wanted to continue walking.

The thought of retreating arose countless times in my heart.

'Let's go back, all the pain is not worth it, after all, there are golden fingers, as long as you follow the steps, you will have a bright future. '

Pain and self-abandonment are his greatest tests.

This is the 'righteousness' to oneself!

Loyalty is a very peculiar attribute, it is used to describe the intimate relationship between people, but no one has ever said that the "righteousness" of one's self can actually reveal a person's true inner thoughts.

If a person can even give up on himself, how can such a person be called "righteousness"?

Zuo Dodge suddenly laughed, opened his arms, and allowed his whole body to be hacked by knives and axes.

He was never lacking in determination, since he was going to jump over the Dragon Gate, there was no need to think about other things, as long as he took this opportunity into his hands.

He doesn't know what's behind this level, but he will never allow himself to back down, even if it really hurts.

Zuo Dodge didn't lack vigor in his bones, perhaps it was the ease in the cold palace that restrained his vigor in his bones.

The knife and the ax are added to the body without changing expression.

Zuo Dodge stared at the dragon gate. This strange body seemed to have some kind of mysterious echo with the dragon gate through the wound caused by the knife and axe.

Until a certain moment, the pain that continued to bite the heart finally disappeared.

Zuo Dodge sat slumped on the ground. If he was in the outside world, he would have been sweating profusely, but this Longmen World's body doesn't have sweat glands.

"Is it benevolent to save one person and kill ten thousand?"

The old voice sounded again.

Zuo Dodge didn't even have time to catch his breath. The scene in front of him changed again, and what appeared in front of him had already changed.

He seemed to be another person.

This is a city after the war. The city was starved and killed everywhere, and the corpses were only wreckage. A group of red-eyed soldiers were staring at Zuo Daoqi and behind him...a baby!

At this moment, he seemed to know what he was going to do.

When he looked back, he saw a huge granary, and the golden grain almost overflowed from the granary.

But these soldiers were unmoved, they wanted to... eat people!

This group of people are the victors. Before the Great Jin Dynasty, after the siege, the commander would allow the soldiers to enter the city to slaughter wantonly. The harder the battle, the more cruel the soldiers' indulgence.

"The scholar! The coach said, don't kill the scholar, you leave quickly." A soldier, with red eyes, stared at the baby behind Zuo Dodge, and the corner of his mouth even dripped.

Left Dodge laughed.

‘If the people who are killed are all beasts like the one in front of me, what’s the matter with ten thousand people! '

He drew the knife beside him, a very sharp knife.

It was as if these people were born to be killed by him, they didn't resist, they just said a word before dying.

The first person, "Why kill me?"

The second person, "Why kill me?"

The third person said, "If you kill me, what is the difference between you and me?"

The fourth person, "Come and kill me!"

...

Zuo Daoqi didn't change his face, just like what he said to Ji Lingshu, before killing someone, as long as you tell yourself that you are doing something good, then you won't feel guilty about killing someone.

He could feel tired, and he could feel the strong sense of vice brought by the strong smell of blood mixed with the stench of corpses around him.

He could also feel the living beings being slaughtered by him with a single knife before his eyes.

Everyone is questioning him before they die.

He didn't know how long he had killed or how many people he had killed, but he only knew that his physical fatigue had reached a peak.

In fact, after killing too many people, it is inevitable to feel regret for what you have done.

Everyone's questioning before death is like a questioning of the heart.

There is no natural heart of stone, some are just the coldness of losing blood after going through vicissitudes.

When Zuo Daoqi killed the first person, he didn't hesitate at all. When the second person was killed, his mind trembled for a moment. The third person, two breaths...

Until later, when killing people with a knife became a habit, the hesitation disappeared completely, replaced by inhuman numbness...

Zuo Daoqi became more and more numb, he killed from the east of the city to the west of the city, killing heads rolling and blood flowing like rivers.

The blood-soaked clothes and pants continued to exude a strong and incomparably bloody smell.

"Take my child away!"

Just as he was about to slash at a mother with a baby in her arms, the mother's words awakened his numb heart.

A trace of confusion flashed across Zuo Dodge's eyes, and then he became clear again.

This appears to be... innocents!

He hesitated for a moment, then put away the knife in his hand.

"Can I have something to eat for my child?"

Left Dodge didn't answer.

He knew that these people were like NPCs in the game, tossing and turning, just a few simple words, unable to give too many answers.

Zuo Dodge looked at the hungry yellow and thin mother and the disheveled baby in her arms.

"Just one point, he's too young, he's going to starve to death."

Mother said the third sentence again.

Zuo Dodge closed his eyes and opened them again. A thick layer of blood scabs fell off his blood-soaked face. He tried his best to show a gentle smile, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the mother to understand what he said, she turned and walked towards the granary.

Take the grain out of the granary, and there are pots around it.

In the process of boiling water and cooking, Zuo Dodge waited quietly, recalling what he had done.

This hurdle tests benevolence, but it unfolds in a murderous way.

Is this really Ren?

Zuo Dodge picked up the cooked rice and walked to the mother.

"Come on, let's eat."

Unexpectedly, the mother turned pale, holding the child and avoiding the bowl in Zuo Dodge's hand as if trying to escape.

She dare not eat!

Zuo Dodge was stunned.

Sure enough, this level still has to go through pain...

He didn't know if these NPCs were designed in advance, but after all, they didn't dare to eat the food in the granary, even if they were about to die, they wouldn't eat it.

Zuo Dodge had to complain about the planning of this kind of plot in his heart. Such a screenwriter would starve to death on earth.

After complaining in his heart for only a moment, he drew the knife again, but this time, he slashed at himself.

Killing thousands of cannibals is to save babies, which can be called benevolence.

Using the flesh of one's own body to make offerings to a troubled mother and child can be called benevolence.

Strangely, Zuo Dodge, who chopped off his own body, found that his body had not recovered.

He didn't know if he was doing something wrong.

But when he saw the mother and son eating their own flesh, after all, he felt a little nervous in his heart, turned around and strode away, the injury on his thigh was nothing to him who had gone through a knife and an axe.