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Chapter 135 The Virtual Fire Is Burning! Memories From Bad People! Prosperity Under The Scorching Su



Chapter 135 The Virtual Fire Is Burning! Memories From Bad People! Prosperity Under The Scorching Su

Chapter 135: Burning Illusory Fire! Memories from a Scoundrel! Great Sun Coexistence!

"Boom...!"

The illusory flames flickered, and a wail from the depths of the soul suddenly surged out from Blood Guanyin, spreading throughout the entire battlefield.

"Ah...!"

Screams of agony rang out, and almost everyone instinctively covered their heads, enduring the vibrations in their eardrums.

Only Zheng Cheng, who was closest to Blood Guanyin, had no issues.

In his shocked gaze, the illusory flames continued to flicker and suddenly rushed downward along Blood Guanyin's body.

On Blood Guanyin's body, twisted corpses screamed towards the sky.

Their bodies began to burn, and one after another, chunks of flesh fell off and were immediately burned into charcoal.

Their originally angry and numb expressions turned into fear and cruelty.

Strange cries came from their mouths.

Countless bodies began to detach from Blood Guanyin's main body, struggling and roaring as they pounced towards Zheng Cheng!

In mid-air, bodies resembling zombies and skeletons clawed and lunged towards the sky.

The illusory flames flickered, and one body after another was burned to ashes.

But behind them, there were even more bodies following closely, rushing into the flames of this blood ring one after another.

Burning!

Burning!

Continue burning!

The flesh and limbs that made up Blood Guanyin's body began to wriggle frantically.

A large amount of flesh fell, and countless scoundrel corpses crawled out from them, crazily rushing towards the head.

Their target was still Zheng Cheng!

One body after another was burned, and one body after another continued to charge forward, employing a tactic of adding fuel to the fire, seemingly endless.

In mid-air, countless scoundrel corpses even formed a bridge entirely composed of flickering illusory flames.

"Zheng Cheng!"

Underneath Blood Guanyin, Yao Zhixue's face changed drastically as she quickly rushed towards Zheng Cheng.

Above her head, Xue'er appeared slowly.

With a wave of her delicate pocket-sized staff, a violent blizzard immediately swept up from the ground.

Yao Zhixue took a step and stepped onto the blizzard.

Accompanied by the blizzard, dense ice shards turned into a violent storm of ice and snow, fiercely smashing onto Blood Guanyin's body.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

With a series of ear-piercing friction sounds, a clear frozen mark appeared on Blood Guanyin's feet once again.

And at a visible speed, it spread crazily towards the body.

A large number of blood flames that were still burning and wriggling bodies were also frozen under Yao Zhixue's ability.

Continuing forward was as difficult as ascending to the heavens!

"Boom!"

Above the blood vessels, Zheng Cheng's figure appeared once again.

The Yunxiao Sword continuously slashed, killing all the ordinary scoundrels that managed to escape from the illusory fire.

"Buzz..."

Suddenly, accompanied by the burning of the illusory fire, a strange fluctuation entered Zheng Cheng's mind.

In his mind, countless images began to appear.

This is...

Burning heart, scorching soul!

Belonging to Blood Guanyin... No, belonging to the memories of these ordinary scoundrels' corpses!

An old man with three arms, who was originally working in barren land.

The land, contaminated by nuclear radiation for thousands of years, could no longer grow anything.

But they poured a large amount of fresh blood and minced meat from other creatures onto the land, using it to nourish the land, and thus grew a strange food that was half plant and half flesh.

Something wriggling, black-red in color, and emitting a foul smell.

"Damn it..."

"This year's harvest is not good again, and we still have to pay the 'clean meat tax'. How can we survive?"

"I heard that those landlords in the city snatched land and soil from Blue Star more than three hundred years ago."

"With that land and soil, clean plants can grow!"

"I really want to take a bite..."

Under the dim clouds, the old man with three arms sweated profusely and continued to work hard.

"Damn Blue Star people!"

"Why do they only give us such a small amount of land and soil? It's too little!"

"Such clean land, such clean water, and air, if they were all for our Sun Clan, how good would that be!"

"Take it back!"

"They are all ours! Those things are all ours!"

"Kill all the Blue Star people, hahaha..."

"Turn them into our slaves!"

The image flashed.

Another short dwarf appeared, with a large black lump on its forehead, like a cyst.

It was excitedly boasting to the surrounding scoundrels.

"Hahaha... You guys definitely don't know where I went yesterday."

"The Half-Scoundrel Customs!"

"The women there are so beautiful!"

"Their skin is snow white, their eyes are black and white, and even their hair is jet black!"

"Only their feet have mutated, growing six toes. It's so sexy!"

"And their bodies, they actually have a fragrance, can you believe it!"

"That was the first time in over forty years that I smelled such a fragrant scent!"

"I licked her whole body, and it cost me all my income for five years..."

It was so worth it! So worth it!

"That's nothing! I heard that the Blue Star women captured from Blue Star over three hundred years ago, now they were tender!"

"I also know that those images are still in my mind until now..."

"The holy war continues! Our predecessors will definitely defeat the Blue Star professional army and charge back into Blue Star!"

"That's right! Blue Star will eventually be the territory of our Sun Clan!"

"And the women of Blue Star!"

"Hahaha..."

The scene changes again.

A woman from the inferior race, with a protruding belly, three ears, and two garlic-like noses, is whipping half-inferior beings with a single horn on their foreheads.

"Damn half-inferior beings! How dare you touch my bed! I'll kill you!"

"Smack!" "Ah!"

"Madam! I won't dare anymore, please spare me... sob... sob..."

"It was the master! The master forced me... sob... sob..."

"Go to hell! Damn half-inferior beings!"

"Smack!"

"Your existence is an insult to our great Sunfire race!"

"Ah..."

"Wife, you're amazing! You blinded this half-inferior being with just one whip!"

"You have to believe me, she seduced me first! She wanted to obtain our great Sunfire race's genes..."

In the scene, a pregnant woman from the inferior race gently strokes her belly.

But her eyes are filled with malice and resentment.

"Oh, son, please be born soon."

"Follow the adults to the Fallen Islands and join the holy war, kill those damn Blue Star people!"

"That place with a clean-smelling sky, land, and ocean is where our great inferior race should live!"

"Hurry up and be born! Mom has done tests at the hospital, you're born as a dual-headed member of the inferior race, a natural-born strong one!"

"Giggle giggle giggle..."

The scene changes again.

A group of children around ten years old are studying in the classroom.

"Classmates, Blue Star is the inherent territory of our inferior race, it was taken away by those damn Blue Star people!"

"Over three hundred years ago, we fought that war to save the Blue Star people, to save our inherent territory!"

"We defended the Blue Star people against other races and against the spirit demon race, but they betrayed us and killed our predecessors!"

"You must remember these, so that when you grow up, you can seek revenge for our great Sunfire race and reclaim our Blue Star!"

"Understood?"

"Understood!!!"

The young and lofty voices resound in the classroom.

Disgusting children of the inferior race with a single horn on their foreheads, three eyes, four garlic-like noses, two lips, two heads, and neck tumors cheerfully shout.

"Down with Blue Star!"

"Return to Blue Star!"

"Great Sunfire, together we thrive..."

The scene changes again, a hen from the inferior race with three snowflakes is hopping on top of a male inferior being.

After some labor, the male inferior being leaves satisfied.

The hen from the inferior race with three snowflakes indeed hands over the hard-earned money to the tax official.

"Sir! This is the war tax for this month, please take it."

"Sir, can we really return to Blue Star?"

"Don't worry! Caijiang, everything you've done is for our future!"

"Your son, your daughter, and the next generation will live under the beautiful blue sky!"

"Sir, is it true...?"

"It's true!"

"That's really great. Even if I'm tired, it's worth it..."

"Cai Jiang, I'm a bit tired. Can I rest here for a while?"

"Please, sir! You've sacrificed so much for the holy war, running around every day. Let me take care of you..."

"By the way, this is my daughter. She just celebrated her twelfth birthday a week ago."

"Come here, let Uncle take a look..."

"Sir, my daughter and I have come to serve you together..."

"Mm, well done. Cai Jiang, don't worry, in a few days, I will apply for honorary citizenship for you."

"That way, you can move into the city."

"Really? Thank you, sir!"

Countless scenes flashed before Zheng Cheng's eyes, washing over his spirit.

One chaotic scene after another, a jumble of spiritual fluctuations, a mess of memories from the inferior clan.

Among them were the elderly, adults, children, women, pregnant women, professionals, and so on.

Countless memories rushed into Zheng Cheng's mind like a tide under the effect of Virtual Fire Incineration.

"Not good..."

After a scene, Zheng Cheng suddenly cursed under his breath, and his eyes gradually became confused.

"There are too many people from the inferior clan in Blood Guanyin. Sooner or later, my spirit and consciousness will be overwhelmed by the spirits and memories of so many inferior people!"

He struggled to move his body, trying to escape from here.

But the invisible virtual fire continued to burn.

Inferior people flew towards Zheng Cheng like moths to a flame, one after another!

Their bodies were burned to ashes by the virtual fire, but their spirits and memories continued to erode Zheng Cheng!

Their grievances from thousands of years of compromise, their struggles for survival, and the boundless anger from being slaughtered by their own people were all ignited by the virtual fire at this moment, venting madly.

The scenes before Zheng Cheng's eyes became more and more numerous and chaotic, like a fleeting glimpse, a revolving lantern!

His consciousness, spirit, and memories in his mind had been crushed by the spirits, consciousness, and significance of countless inferior people.

Zheng Cheng was about to be submerged by the memories of countless inferior people!

"Damn it!"

"I can't sleep! I can't close my eyes!"

"Hold on..."

"Virtual fire! Burn! Burn them to death!"

In a daze, Zheng Cheng still clenched his teeth and persisted.

His body began to tremble, and his breath became erratic.

In his mind, the last trace of clarity was about to be overwhelmed!

At this moment, Zheng Cheng felt a sudden pat on his shoulder.

Then, a voice with a strong Sichuan accent sounded in his ear.

"Kid, what are you doing?"

"By the way, have you seen the vanguard army?"

"Hehehe, I'm not afraid to tell you, I got separated from the main force~... Huh?"

"Japanese devils!!!"

(End of this chapter)


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