Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

"Twenty-sixth."

Chu Tian said, looking at the corpses on the ground, there was no longer any fluctuation in his eyes.

He seemed to be used to it, used to all this.

Killing and death, like the air around him, accompanied him everywhere he went.

Chu Tian waved his hand, and the system panel appeared in front of him.

But the information above is not complicated, just a simple line of text.

"Currently remaining: 9.6 million."

From the original 12 million, it has become 9.6 million, almost one-sixth.

Chu Tian has been running around in this world for two or three months.

Every day, he either kills people or goes to the location of the murdered person.

Absorb the meager source of heaven in their bodies and suppress the power of void in their bodies.

Sometimes, Chutian himself couldn't help but think.

Why should tens of millions of people die for him?

But in the end, he will give up thinking.

It's not because I can't think of the answer, but because I already have the answer in my heart, but I don't dare to face it.

Being numb to the dead people in front of you and being numb to killing is not because you don't care about it all, but because you accept your own powerlessness.

If he had the ability to change all this, Chutian would do it.

But the problem now is that he finds that his power is just a drop in the ocean, insignificant and unbearable.

The source of Heavenly Dao he has absorbed now is probably not even one thousandth.

But it was enough to completely control him.

Chu Tian looked not far away and found another dilapidated hall there.

He had seen several other halls before, but they were almost all in the same situation.

It was almost completely destroyed. Occasionally, a small half of the inscription could be left, but basically no news could be found.

…

Within the realm of heaven

Tiandao, who had previously received the power of the void during the Zerg attack, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the things in front of him.

"This, where is this?"

When the caregiver on the side saw this scene, his face immediately showed an expression of joy.

"You're awake! You're awake!!"

"Wait a minute! I'll go find Mr. Lu!"

After saying that, he ran out.

In less than a minute, a Tiandao was brought in.

Lu immediately walked to the victim and examined it carefully, spending more than ten minutes going back and forth.

"You are very lucky. You must know that the chance of survival of a person attacked by the power of the void is only 30%."

But the person who was attacked had a confused look on his face, as if he didn't know what Lu was talking about.

And Lu quickly discovered this problem.

"Do you remember what happened to you?"

The attacker immediately shook his head.

Lu frowned immediately when he saw this.

"Amnesia? It does seem to be one of the possible side effects of Tianyuan Dan."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh.

"But there is no way to restore this thing, so I have to force you to resume your life here."

"But don't worry, you can take your time. After a few months, when you are almost used to it, we will arrange for you to go back to work."

When he heard the word "work", the attacker's eyes suddenly flickered.

"Working, I, I seem to be guarding something."

Hearing this, Lu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Did you remember anything?"

The attacker was silent for a while, "It seems, it seems, who is it, who am I guarding."

Lu gradually became excited.

Many of the people who were attacked by the power of the void also received unemployment certificates.

But no one can restore their memory yet. Could this guy in front of me be the first to restore his memory?