I'm Really A Newcomer

In just a few hours, Lintian City was in ruins.

A few days ago, the retired old man was walking leisurely along the riverside with a cane. After school, the high school student was holding a backpack cross-body, playing with his brothers while secretly glancing at the girl he had a crush on with his peripheral vision.

The world was also bright yellow, the evening breeze hit the glass curtain wall of the building, and the cart selling chicken steaks was filled with fragrance and fireworks towards the crowd and the light.

But now, countless broken halberds have sunk to the bottom, and the Red River is crowded with unrecognizable floating corpses.

It was no longer possible to tell whether they were the soldiers of the Green Ghost or the soldiers of the Moon Clan. All the blood flowing in the river was human blood.

The underground city that has not yet been built has row upon row of buildings, and the energy system is not yet complete.

There was dust floating in the sky above the streets, and life-and-death loud noises were heard one after another overhead.

People feel dejected in the monotonous city.

The soldiers whose swords were intersecting stood motionless in the ruins, and some of the blades had even been entangled in the skin of their necks.

Although the body is still under the pressure of the realm, the spirit can relax a little.

Killer, dying, chasing, ambush.

Everyone seemed to be trying their best.

On the ruins of a former shopping mall, a Green Ghost soldier had placed a weapon on Zheng Chunguang's shoulder.

"The knife is so cold." He thought sadly.

Zheng Chunguang was an ordinary soldier of the Third Division of Jiyue Military Camp. Unsurprisingly, he was going to die after Ye Zi and Jiang Dai had an outcome.

The man who couldn't move could only look at the cruel-looking Aoki soldier in front of him quietly.

It was a face I had never seen before.

Big eyes, bulbous nose, thick eyebrows, and a light stubble on his chin.

He was obviously an alien from outside the universe, but he didn't expect that he looked similar to me.

He must be looking at me now too.

Two people who had no grievances and no grudges ended up in a life-or-death situation because of the war.

…

Zheng Chunguang looked at the soldiers in front of him with hatred.

No matter how much you think about it, it is meaningless. Maybe you are just following the orders of your superiors, or maybe the values ​​you have instilled in you since childhood make you think that doing so is "right" and "honorable"...

But if everything must take everyone's position into account, then some problems will be unsolvable.

It is you who have brought unnatural death, fear and gloom here.

It's you who are wrong and you deserve to die.

So those who start wars should be cut to pieces with a thousand cuts.

Invaders, let them be cut to pieces.

…

I must be reincarnated into an era of world peace in my next life.

Is there such an era?

He looked at the sky out of the corner of his eye.

The moment when the artillery fire was frozen was beautiful and gorgeous, and it didn't feel scary at all when looking at it from such a distance.

Fuck, that’s sad.

…

Jiang Dai strangled Ye Zi's already purple neck tightly.

Compared with Jiyue Military Camp, they looked as small as ants that could not be noticed even if they were stepped on, but the towering camp wall still fell apart under the attack of the two men.

The collapsing powder was absorbed by the countless torn spaces in the realm, and the pure white flowers of the other side took root in the gaps in time and space.

Ye Zi was suffocated under Jiang Dai's grip so much that only the whites of his bloodshot eyes could be seen.

Just when Jiang Dai wanted to end Ye Zi's life completely, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Decades of fighting intuition forced him to not let go of Ye Zi's neck. Jiang Dai narrowed her purple eyes. The man in front of her, who had lost both arms and was paralyzed, couldn't hold up and collapsed to the ground after he let go.

The world is blooming with white flowers.

In the void, a mecha giant holding a lightsaber stood behind Jiang Dai.

The huge shadow that suddenly appeared under the artillery fire engulfed the two of them.

Jiang Dai looked up at Seraph's mottled face. It seemed that it had exhausted all its energy when it came here, or that the remaining energy could only be released at the last moment.

The leaf stood up tremblingly, and the slender linear petals of the mandala pierced into his flesh and bones from the cross section of the severed arm. His remaining thighs and his undulating chest were connected by dozens of petals...

And the countless Hibiscus flowers growing wildly throughout the space are his hands.

Jiang Dai looked at Ye Zi and Seraph in silence.

He slowly raised his right hand, and the energy condensed in his palm looked simple and unpretentious.

Ye Zi raised his head. He looked bruised and swollen, and half of his face was so scarred that even bones could be seen.

At the same time, the white beam of the lightsaber in Seraph's hand suddenly extended toward the sky.

…

Because the chaotic space protected by Bana Flower did not spread too much outward, the energy collision seemed to happen in an instant, and it seemed that many, many years had passed.

Ye Zi suddenly seemed to know how Ye Jingzhe felt when he and Apostle Ling died together.

Light, shadow, wind.

These ethereal things are running wildly in this out-of-control space.

Falling swords, millions of flower petals across the world, and exploding energy groups.

Annihilated humans, molten metal, and countless fragments of camp walls falling from the gaps in space.

Seraph reached out and pinched the leaf, and the swaying, slender pure white petals swayed behind the leaf.

Like wings.

In the void and chaos, Ye Zi was unconscious in the cockpit deep in Seraph's chest.

The cockpit suddenly separated from Seraph, and then ejected towards the sky.

Jiang Dai watched in disbelief as her arms gradually turned into dissipating light foam in the silent world.

His expression finally changed.

It's obviously just the spring rain. It's obviously just the spring rain.

A cripple, a broken piece of metal, a fallen planet...

How could there be such a powerful force...

Jiang Dai roared angrily and was drowned in an instant.

The knife in Qing Gui's hand slashed across Zheng Chunguang's neck, and his head fell to the ground.

After the domain disappeared, the battlefield returned to killing, as if the previous waiting and thoughts no longer existed.

A huge pit appeared in front of the wall of Jiyue Military Camp.

The soil fell into the pit with a rustling sound.

The pit is so big that the praying and restless people in the underground city can directly see the roaring artillery fire in the sky.

…

It was a scary day.