C9

The blood-stained banner fell to the ground in a dejected manner. A low and pained voice reverberated throughout the battlefield, and one could no longer see the battle unfolding before them. There were only a few groups of people going back and forth on the battlefield, searching for the soldiers who were still injured and alive. They carried down their wounded soldiers for treatment.

Ah!

Miserable screams of despair, as though they came from hell, drifted by as an aura of blood permeated the air. It was as sad and beautiful as a flower, hiding its cruelty.

The ground was covered in bright red spots. The blood-red ground would definitely be nourished by the blood and flesh. They were lying in wait here. Those unknown life forms had made this land fertile, making all their distant relatives wait idly for them.

"Why is it like this? They no longer have the ability to fight back, so why kill them?"

Such a cruel scene, like a nightmare, jumped into Ji Tian Ning's eyes. She had only seen such killing on television before, in novels and dramas. Her throat was salty and her stomach was cramping. It wasn't that she hadn't seen dead people before, that she had dissected corpses and observed hundreds of clinical operations, but only now did Ji Tian Ning know that her nerves weren't as tenacious as she had imagined.

Living things, rolling around in pools of blood and mud, they were as light as ants and inferior to the grass around them.

"If anyone who is merciful does not control the righteousness of the troops, and dares to rebel against me, I will use the blood of this generation to clear his mind!"

There was not a trace of warmth or emotion in his tone. Those who were harvested were merely existences akin to grass.

"Crack …"

Ah!

As the horse's hooves trampled on his body, the sound of his bones breaking was clearly heard. Ji Tian Ning shuddered. What kind of pain was this? She didn't know. That kind of pain was contagious, enough to make her shudder.

When the people around them saw them, they all dismounted and knelt in the pool of blood. Only when they were far away did they finally stand up. At this moment, the majesty of an overlord could be seen high up in the sky. Even the boundless sea of blood could not drown in the radiance of Huo Ni Lin.

She pursed her lips and looked at it all with the gaze of a bystander, "I'm just a passerby. Everything here is like a TV show or a novel. I can't be left alone. I just want to watch. "

Even though this was her thoughts, her hands were tightly clasped together. Was she really just a passerby?

"Welcome, Your Majesty."

The cold light of the swords covered the entire area, and the killing intent seeped into her bones. The real feeling made Ji Tian's heart beat crazily, making it hard for her to breathe.

After clearing a path, everyone immediately bowed their heads. No one dared to raise their head to look at Huo Ni Lin.

"Bring a horse."

Immediately, someone brought a horse over. Huo Ni Lin picked up Ji Tian Ning and placed her on the saddle of the horse as if she was a chick. He grabbed the reins and led Ji Tian Ning inside.

It was as bright as the morning glow and as red as the flames. There were red flowers blooming everywhere, but there was not the slightest bit of flower fragrance. There was only a nauseating smell of blood. A large area of green grass and trees was covered in blood that dripped down. The ground was littered with corpses, scattered about like broken branches and fallen leaves.

Ji Tian Ning only saw a single person in the midst of a group of exhausted soldiers who were surrounding him like tigers stalking their prey. Amidst their blood and their spears, Ji Tian Ning could only see one person.

The dark red stallion seemed as if it had been dyed with fresh blood. Its slender and slightly smiling eyes didn't seem like they were on a field filled with immortals.