Chapter 375: I don't want to forgive

The light of vengeance flickered in the eyes of the Grim Reaper.

The thieves who followed the land and many of the sects that had been bullied and suppressed by the Myrigen Sect and its lackeys for tens of thousands of years were crying, roaring, and cheering, and many of them could not bear the fainting of the incredible impact of the vengeance.

Killing Pig's eyes lowered slightly, watching his fingers bloom like flowers, he loosened some of the restraints on the "Shining Gate", causing the "Divine Eyes" to burst out from it in an instant, and a fan-shaped beam of light ignored the distance, sweeping towards a mountain not far away with indifference.

The mountain was winding and full of Miligan cultivators. The vast majority of these people have participated in many wars against various sects, and are accustomed to death and destruction.

However, the previous death and ruin miè were given to others, and today's death and ruin miè are given to them by others.

At this time, in addition to sadness and anger, they also felt deep sadness. That look of despair made them look somewhat tragic. But they know that they really don't have the right to be miserable. But they still dare not be reconciled.

And this despair and tragedy became inevitable, and when the "eyes of God" coldly wanted to harvest their lives, they burst out in unison with a monstrous roar, and flew up, facing the eyes of death, facing the brat who was about to kill them.

These people who flew up, many of them were great fighters, they were the backbone of the Mirigan sect's foreign wars, they were iron-blooded and tenacious, they were indomitable, and none of them begged for mercy in the face of death, and they said that this was the glory that the Lord gave us.

Facing the gaze of death, facing the next moment of mortality, there are hundreds of thousands of people who fly up in the hulala. These people wield great swords, burst out with majestic fighting spirit, and manipulated ancient weapons or magic weapons in their hands, so that their lives could burn with brilliant light at this time.

However, the eyes of the Grim Reaper were silent, coldly sweeping over everyone who flew up, and no exclamations could be heard, no struggles could be seen, like fertile snow thrown into the furnace of the scorching sun, these flying people quietly dissolved, and countless lives were reduced to nothingness.

Looking at this qiē, not only the people of the Miligan Sect silently covered their mouths with tears in their eyes, but also the people of the thief group who had a deep enmity with the Miligan Sect.

For nothing else, those who are their enemies, but they are also fresh lives are like moths to a fire in the eyes of death, as they are also fresh lives, there are human beings for the examination of death and regret for the loss of life.

Reverence for life, which really has nothing to do with hatred.

It's just a breath or two, and it's as long as if you've gone through the whole history.

Everyone held their breath at the moment, but no one closed their eyes.

After this ray of death's eyes faded, the mountain peak was empty. Only the wind of indifference blows, cold to the marrow.

The tears of those anti-war activists who had stayed away from the sect were rushing like rivers at this time.

I don't know who was the first to whisper the prayer, and gradually, the earth buzzed with the sound of prayer, praying for the well-being of those who had been lost, even if they had committed unforgivable sins while surviving.

"Almighty God, grant us peace beyond our entry and exit, and rest in you even in the midst of life's storms and tribulations"

"I know that everything is in you, under your care, under your will, and protected by your love, so that we can see the storms, the clouds, and the darkness of life with a quiet heart, and rejoice to know that the darkness and the light are the same in your sight."

"Guide us, protect us, and rule over us forever, that we will not lose eternal life. Amen"

Not everyone has witnessed the apocalypse. Because not all people can clone their own flesh and copy their memories an infinite number of times.

But people with such memories have been able to survive some tens of thousands of years ago at the same time that some people from tens of thousands of years ago have been able to survive to this day.

However, because of the many defects of autoclonal technology, every time these surviving people replicate themselves, they cannot eliminate some uncontrollable factors in genetic variation, which make each of their clones degenerate and weaken their functions, and they know that they really can't live forever.

But among these survivors naturally included the patriarchs of many families of the Miligan Sect, as well as the power of these sects that could not survive.

These nobles had witnessed the apocalypse, and it was already a mercy of heaven to survive. However, in the countless resurrections, they gradually forgot the horror of the apocalypse, and their ambitions and interests within the sect made them fight and kill everywhere like chickens, and seemed to forget the difficulties of human beings in the eternal night of survival and reproduction.

However, memories can be evoked, and unless it is heinous, bad to the marrow and soul of the person, no one will not be shocked by the ruin at this time.

Sadness pervades the whole world.

Tears of mourning flowed from the eyes of some of the ancient beings, and some fell to the ground in tears.

But these people do not include those who will not die.

After closing his eyes for a long time, the pig killer opened his eyes and looked down at the immortal:

"Dear, do you think the current result can be used as evidence of punishment?"

He still didn't say a word, and in the depths of his indifferent eyes, there seemed to be a crazy green flame burning.

The pig killer sneered, raised his palm, and his fingers slowly bloomed like petals in spring.

An even more powerful "God's Eye" in the "Gate of Glory" erupted, sweeping towards the distant city of Shuai Kua.

In Shuai Ku Ah City, the largest and most populous city on the continent, all the high-rise buildings were densely packed with Migligan cultivators. They are former warriors, or more appropriately called butchers.

Tens of millions of monks burst out with an earth-shattering fighting spirit, knowing that it was a moth to the fire, but they also rushed to the arms of death. Rather than die in cowardice, it is better to live forever in battle.

Milligan, my roots, I will die for you, and I will die as you deserve!

The fighting spirit that covers the sky, the person who covers the sky.

But in the eyes of the Grim Reaper, the life that melted away like soup and snow and the city that turned into dust announced that life was as light as a feather in the eyes of the Grim Reaper, just as they felt when they faced the killing of the Outer Sect.

Endless tears, endless sobbing, endless prayers.

"Guide us, protect us, and rule over us forever, that we will not lose eternal life. Amen"

Catastrophe, only the devil will create this human tragedy.

But do you think your buddies look like devils now? When did the paralyzed devil cause such a tragedy? Did you ever have such a history? When you raised your butcher's knife and ruthlessly slaughtered your kind, don't you think that it is an insult to the devil to describe your cruelty as a devil?

So pray for your sister!

It's not that the buddies don't want to see you, but the human beings who die without repentance and don't put down the butcher's knife until they die are the real devils. If there is such a human being, it is a disaster for good people. Do you pray for them to live forever?

Besides, do you believe in God or Morichi Buddha? Why does this prayer feel so awkward at this time?

The eyes of the god of death swept across the land of the Myrigen Sect, and the cities and mountains were reduced to nothingness, and the pieces of the Myrigen Sect melted like snow.

The heavens are cold, and the avenue is mournful.

When the pig killer released a series of dead eyes, there were old Douhuang such as Fakdir who couldn't bear it halfway. Because every time the pig killer releases a beam, he has to ask if he can't die, "Do you really think this result is not enough evidence of punishment?"

Therefore, some Dou Huang led by Fakdil hysterically roared at the Immortal: "Sect Master, you just admit it, otherwise we will really be wiped out-"

But he didn't die as if he hadn't heard, and he still looked at the sky and prayed to his God to come down.

I don't know that even if I admit it now, under the persecution of Zhou Huajian's Chinese Alliance, the Myrigen Sect will not have a good day, especially, those bandit groups and sects that have suffered from the oppression and aggression of the Mirigan Sect, even if the Mirigan Sect wants to survive, will they agree?

Rather than that, it's better to wait.

When the last rays of death's eyes swept over the land of Miligan, and only those who were left to oppose the war remained, the earth and the sky and humanity fell silent.

The Miligan Sect, a super sect with a population of tens of millions, a staggering tens of thousands of people above the realm of the Great Dou Master, and thousands of Dou Huang, announced that the ice disintegrated and no longer existed.

After a long time, the sarcastic voice of killing pigs sounded over the continent:

"Perhaps my cruelty has surprised you. But it's a must!"

The gaze of the pig killer was suddenly as deep as the universe.

"Maybe not, you're really good at forgetting things that shouldn't be forgotten. Sometimes forgiveness is a virtue. But—"

The pig killer looked at the oni wooden fish that was pinned into the air.

"Sometimes forgiveness is a sin!"

"When this human-looking piece of activates the 'eyes of God,' you should know that forgiveness is sometimes stupid. ”

The pig sighed, and a desolate aura spread helplessly.

"Perhaps I should remind you that there are wicked people in this world, and that the cruelty and greed of these wicked people are beyond your imagination. While you want to forgive their sins, they are thinking about how to enslave you and even exterminate you. Bear in mind that the necessary rivalry makes humanity progress, but plundering and killing only degrade and ruin humanity."

"So now, as a human being, I still can't calmly face the destruction of a sect. But tens of millions of people have died, and in the past tens of thousands of years, the number of people who have died in the hands of your sect is billions, and the blood debt is really heavy. ”

"I don't want to forgive because I can't do it. Because that forgiveness makes me feel ashamed of those who died in vain. So my cruelty will continue. ”

"The Next Target, Kusang Sect"