No one expected that a selection competition would be so intense.
The black unicorn was running fast in the air, as fast as lightning and chasing the wind.
The four black hooves and tail mane turned into smoke, leaving a billowing cloud of dust along the way.
Above the ring, fog and clouds were rising. The eyes of the killer whale and the unicorn were burning with fire, and their huge figures appeared and disappeared in the thick smoke.
The green sea tide surged with the sound of whales, covering the sky and the earth, and the surging waves overturned the dome.
Looking up from the ground, the huge blue waves are pressing down on the head, and people seem to be under the deep sea.
Many sentinels could not even withstand the pressure released by the two men during the fight, and had to stop watching and leave the area early.
The red light of Ni Ji's demon sword was blocked by Yun Luo's alloy arm. The high-tech metal alloy was cut into a deep crack by the blood-red blade.
The blade sawed against the metal, making a harsh and unpleasant sound. The red blade was embedded too deeply, and it was difficult to pull it out.
At that moment, the distance between the two people was very close. They could see each other's eyes clearly and see the glow in the depths of each other's eyes because of the battle.
Yun Luo's robotic arm automatically exploded at the wrist, and the metal skeleton fist rushed towards Ni Ji's forehead with the impact force of the explosion.
He was willing to risk destroying his mechanical arm in order to force Ni Ji to drop his sword and retreat.
Ni Ji did not retreat. He tightly grasped the knife embedded in his metal arm, and kicked Yun Luo in the chest with his long legs.
Ni Ji was hit by the iron fist and flew backwards with his long sword and fell to the ground.
Yun Luo was kicked in the center of his chest and also flew backwards several steps, unable to stand up for a while.
The two men looked at each other, spat out blood, and struggled to slowly get up from the ground.
Yun Luo's mechanical arm was broken, and the electric arcs that kept jumping at the broken end made a crackling sound.
Ni Ji on the opposite side slowly stood up, blood flowing from his forehead, staining half of his face red.
But he didn't care. His eyes beneath the blood-curdling curtain were burning with purple fireflies, and there was even a hint of excitement at the corners of his mouth.
He would not give in, Yun Luo realized. He was just as determined as himself to risk his life for this matter.
Yun Luo recalled the words this person had just said, "Have you seen her on the battlefield? I have."
The look was arrogant and annoying.
It had been some time since he struggled out of that nightmarish hell.
He put on his clothes, reattached his broken arm, returned to his familiar base, and resumed his previous life.
It seemed as if he had turned back into the calm, self-possessed and respected royal guard he once was.
Only he himself knew that he was still stuck in that quagmire, unable to pull out and unable to escape.
Every night, he always felt that he was still lying in that narrow cage, being put in a humiliating posture, being forced to eat like a poultry, and enduring maddening pain.
I don't want to recall those unbearable experiences, but those scenes appear in my dreams every night.
Even with his eyes open, those horrible memories still remained vivid in his mental picture.
The flames of hell burned in his mental picture, eroding him without peace, and one day he would be dried up, burned to ashes, and turned into a monster.
He didn't know who to talk to about his pain, and he felt urgently that he should do something.
Go to the battlefield, fight those twisted monsters, do something to stop him from recalling those terrible things day and night.
Guide Lin wanted to find a sentinel to go to the Land of No Pupils together. He was very happy when he heard the news.
It is you who should go.
When the girl appeared at the farm and opened the cage, he swore in his heart to repay her for saving his life.
He knew how terrifying the depths of the Pupilless Land was. He thought he should risk his life to protect her, even if it meant giving her his life back.
Yun Luo stood up, tore his broken mechanical arm off from his arm and smashed it to the ground.
He drew out his sword with one hand, which was a long sword that was completely black.
"Not everyone who is not strong is qualified to stand by her side?"
"I'll show you who is qualified."
The red blade and the black knife came into close combat.
Both sentries were bruised and wounded, but they continued to attack, hitting faster and faster, the sound of their blades clashing was as dense as raindrops.
Every move drew blood, and he fought to the death.
"That's too much. What are these two doing?"
"This is a desperate move."
"Someone give in, there's no need."
"Captain Luther, are you still not going to call a halt?"
"Your Majesty's orders, the commander has always been determined to carry them out to the end."
The sentries in the audience were talking about it.
One of Ji Xuan's subordinates came over to his side.
"This Ni Ji is a top-notch talent." He lowered his voice very low, and used cryptic sign language, "How is it? Do you think he is trustworthy?"
"I have already tried it out. I feel he will become one of ours." Ji Xuan pushed up his glasses, "Just be careful not to let 'that person' summon him."
The gaze behind the lenses fell on the platform.
There stood his superior, his brother, Luther, the commander of the Royal Guard.
He has a tall and majestic figure, with a strong and majestic appearance, and a noticeable scar on his face.
The guide standing beside him had already suggested ending the fight, but his expression was cold.
"His Majesty's order is to select the most suitable sentinel for you. You must carry it out to the end."
Luther is Ji Xuan's childhood friend. The two have known each other for many years, supporting each other, and working hard together to rise from the bitter and cold borderland.
The Luther that Ji Xuan knew in the past was deeply disgusted by the decay and deformity of the upper floors of the White Tower.
When the brothers talked about it privately, he always flew into a rage and pounded his fist on the table.
"Such a deformed society should not exist." Young Luther gritted his teeth and said to his best friend, "One day... one day I will make this tower collapse."
Such a loyal man suddenly became a completely different person after meeting the queen several times.
He became a cold and heartless machine, who only knew to be loyal to Her Majesty the Queen who sat high on the top of the tower.
He seemed to have forgotten all the things he had said before. In order to fully carry out the Queen's orders, he would even do anything.
Even if it was the most despicable thing that you once despised and resisted.
He completely became a dog beside the queen.
The battle on the ring became increasingly intense.
Yun Luo felt that his will had somewhat collapsed and he was fighting entirely on instinct.
He was sure that the sword in his hand had pierced the opponent's body. He was very familiar with the feeling of the blade cutting through flesh and blood, and he would not make a mistake.
But the opponent's attack did not stop at all. His calf was hit hard and he even clearly heard the sound of the bone breaking.
It hurts, the pain is intense.
But it was good, the pain made him realize that he was still alive, in the familiar military camp, not in that cage.
He stood up slowly. His vision was blurry, and he vaguely saw the other person standing up as well.
He didn't know what the killer whale had been through, and why he was able to stand up again and again like himself, and was unwilling to give up even at this point.
"These two people are crazy. I never thought they would be so persistent." In the stands, Du Yuanyuan shook her head.
"It seems that I am indeed not as good as them. At least I don't have the determination to fight so hard."
A miniature black and white panda appeared at her feet and rolled over unwillingly.
Du Yuanyuan turned to ask Luther who was nearby, "Sir, it's time to stop."
"Fight until one person falls, and the remaining one is the qualified candidate." Luther's expression remained cold.
Far away from the White Tower, he might still be a commander with some humanity.
But as long as he was in the White Tower, near the Queen, all his behavior was based on resolutely carrying out Her Majesty's orders.
Yunluo gradually lost to Ni Ji.
But every time he fell, he would stagger to his feet and hold his knife with his only remaining arm.
Refusing to give up and unwilling to admit defeat.
"Give me some blood so I can cut him in half. He's so annoying." The handle of the knife in Ni Ji's hand made a strange sound.
The seriously injured sentry used his knife to support himself and tried to stand up.
"Just admit defeat." Ni Ji looked at him, without finishing off the opponent, he put the red knife in his hand back into the sheath.
Just give up. Countless guards watching couldn't help but say in their hearts.
Yun Luo held on to his knife, refusing to fall completely. The lines on his broken mechanical arm were messy, and intermittent arcs of electricity were flashing.
He raised his head and looked at the guide on the platform with a very sad expression.
The guide stood on the platform, watching him.
He remembered that the girl had asked him if he still wanted to live.
He really wants to live.
But it’s so difficult to live in this world.
His hand was broken, and his mental picture was almost ruined, so he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.
In the end, I just wanted to repay the favor I owed, but I couldn't do it.
The young guide, dressed in a white dress, stood on a high place, looking down at the battlefield with an expressionless face.
Everyone saw a pair of huge golden pupils appear in the shadows behind her.
Many people have asked about Lin Yuan's spirit. What is the spirit of a powerful guide? A cute rabbit, a kitten, or a lovely elk
At this moment, it materialized part of its body and appeared in front of a group of sentinels.
Huge, mysterious, and full of a strong sense of oppression.
The huge golden pupils looked down at the whole place from above, making people's skin tremble and dare not look up.
Countless soft tentacles surged in the shadows behind her.
One of the tentacles appeared in everyone's sight. It was a huge tentacle with large and small suction cups. It emerged from the ground of the ring, and its soft tip gently touched Yun Luo's brow.
The sentry who stubbornly refused to admit defeat was stunned for a moment, as if hypnotized, and finally closed his eyes and fainted on the ring.
Then, in front of everyone, the tentacle happily wrapped around Ni Ji's hand and gently hooked the back of his hand.
When Yun Luo woke up, he found himself lying in the emerald green solution in the treatment cabin.
His spirit form, the black unicorn, did not return to the picture.
It was half lying beside the treatment cabin, with the long horns on its forehead drooping, allowing a guide to gently stroke its black mane and occasionally flick its tail.
The guide who was squatting beside the unicorn and patting its head, with his back to the treatment cabin, was Lin Yuan, the one who took him away from the farm.
"Sorry, I lost so badly." He said in his heart, "I just wanted to accompany you to the land of pupils."
[It's okay, it's not ugly]
A voice sounded in his mind.
Yun Luo suddenly realized that he was in a treatment cabin, with a tentacle wandering around him, wandering in the green solution.
The treatment cabin was well soundproofed, so it shouldn't have been easy for them to talk.
But the voice was connected to his consciousness and sounded directly in his mind.
[Your mental imagery is very problematic. Didn’t you seek help from a guide after you came back? ]
This kind of spiritual exchange seems to make communication very easy, and some words that we are reluctant to say on a normal day seem to be able to be said easily.
"I... don't want anyone else to see. See those scenes."
His mental picture was full of filth, dirt, mess, and burning with fire.
The smoke was thick and voluminous, and countless horrible memories rose and fell in the black smoke, with nowhere to hide.
It's almost ruined.
He also wanted to seek help from the guide in the White Tower and walked to the door of the Empire's Counseling Room several times.
But he definitely didn't want outsiders to see such embarrassing memories.
He could not accept the thought of how others would laugh at him if they saw him lying in the iron cage like that. He could not reach out his hand to knock on the door for help.
Forget it, there is no guide who can put out a forest fire that is all over the mountains.
[Can I help you with your spiritual counseling? ]
Lin Yuan usually speaks in a concise and cold voice.
But in spiritual communication, consciousness communicates directly without the organization of language, which makes her words sound much gentler.
She had seen him in his most miserable and miserable state, and he had cried in front of her and said that he still wanted to live.
At a time like this, she is willing to sort herself out mentally, so what else can I say
The unicorn gently rubbed Lin Yuan's palm with its horn.
The sentry in the treatment cabin closed his eyes and opened his mental barrier.
In the green healing fluid, a tentacle gently covered his eyebrows.
Yunluo's mental picture is a vast forest.
There is a big fire burning in the forest at this moment.
The forest fire has been burning here for a long time. Thick smoke rises, covering the sky and the moon. The flames scorch the earth, licking large tracts of gardens, dense forests, and green grass, and burning down the elves' homes.
Yun Luo heard a slight sigh.
Thunderclouds appeared in the sky of the spiritual picture and soon it began to rain.
The rain was not rough, but gentle and calm. The fine rain continued, slowly putting out the flames that covered the mountains and plains.
The rain fell for a long time, and the sound of raindrops kept knocking on the vast forest. White smoke diffused in the darker dense forest, and trickles carried away the dirty and black garbage.
The things that used to weigh heavy on my heart seemed to become lighter and thinner, and more bearable, in the dense sounds of the rain.
A voice in the rain said,
[You are sick and need the help of a guide.]
[It may take many times and long-term treatment for a period of time]
[I'm going to the contaminated area. Can you find other guides to help me?]
Yun Luo did not answer.
The broken forest began to breathe again, and greenness was reviving in the soil.
This was his reply.
"I'm sorry. I wanted to accompany you to the Land of No Pupils. But it seems that there is someone more suitable than me."
"That person is very strong and more persistent than me."
[It's okay, as long as we're still alive, there are still many opportunities to fight together]
"He's right. I'm narrow-minded. What you need is not protection. What you need is a true comrade. I'm also looking forward to seeing you fight."
"That place is very dangerous. Please come back alive."
[Last time we agreed to meet alive.]
[You can make another appointment]
"Wait until you come out of the contaminated area"
[Wait until you are fully recovered]
"See you later."
(End of this chapter)