However, not bothering to waste his attention on a group of corpses, the boy in white just turned around leisurely, raised his sword, and let out a faint murmur of pleasure.

"Look, this is your fate."

Huh~

Dream-like sword light poured down, and Pang Jue opened his mouth crazily to shout something, but his head was already flying into the sky in fear and disbelief, and his ferocious expression was frozen in that moment forever.

Wow!

The fountain of hundreds of human bodies released columns of blood several meters high. The spectacular rain of blood lasted for two to three seconds before it gradually dissipated.

The fine blood mist moved with the wind and blew onto the faces of the onlookers. The strong smell of blood stimulated their nerves. In the depths of the dim and dull eyes, some kind of indescribable divine light quietly lit up!

"next batch!"

Groups of death row prisoners were dragged under the high platform, Tang Hongda quickly announced their charges, and then Wu Anjun executed them personally.

Like an emotionless killing machine, whether it was begging for mercy or cursing before death, the boy in white's eyes did not waver at all.

The piles of corpses gradually formed more than a dozen hills beside the lake. Thick blood flowed into the lake, dyeing half of the lake surface with a layer of bright red.

And as groups after groups were slaughtered like pigs and dogs, the eyes of the onlookers became brighter and brighter. Looking at the snow-white and cold back on the high platform was like looking up at the sun in their hearts.

Or maybe...it was the light of the sun that was reflected in their eyes, which gave rise to that shining bright light.

After killing the last batch of prisoners, the soldiers from [Cangjiao Camp] poured kerosene on the mountain of corpses and lit a dozen huge "bonfires." The smell of roasted proteins began to spread around the lake.

Suddenly, Zhao Yinshun sensed something, turned around and saw countless zealous eyes.

"Long live Mr. Wu An!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

…………

The chaotic and crazy roars gradually converged into a unified voice, and the roars of tens of thousands of people vibrated for hundreds of miles, splitting the air and piercing the clouds.

What's even more terrifying is that it's as if some kind of idea is ignited in their hearts, and the raging fire merges them into one, turning them into some kind of magnificent collection.

Feeling this terrifying belief, Shi Liangcai and others knelt on the ground and trembled, fear inexplicably emerging from their bones.

What do these idiots want to do?

Rebellion?!

On the high platform, Zhao Yinshun looked down at these enthusiastic and excited people. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he seemed to have grasped something, but when he thought about it carefully, he found nothing.

Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, the young man in white took advantage of the people's support and spoke softly.

"Folks, I have made you suffer."

The gentle and magnetic voice spread throughout the earth, as if the speaker was in his ears.

The sincere and plain words were obviously not sensational, but they instantly brought tears to the eyes of countless people.

In a daze, the past oppression, exploitation, and humiliation flashed through my mind like a marquee, and inexplicable grievances surged into my heart, causing some excited people to burst into tears.

"Don't worry, now that I've descended to the ground, I won't let you suffer anymore!"

The calm but powerful words were like a shot in the chest, making tens of thousands of people excited and unbearable.

Seeing that his emotions had accumulated to the extreme, Zhao Yinshun leaned down and asked seriously.

"But it takes strength to turn this world around. Are you willing to lend me your strength?"

Roar!

"I am willing to die for Lord Wu An!"

"willing!"

"willing!"

"Long live Mr. Wu An!"

…………

The fanatical roar was like a volcano erupting, and the deafening buzz caused all living creatures within a radius of dozens of miles of [Linbo City] to raise their heads and look in the same direction.

"Then come and join the army, I need your strength!"

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Looking down at the excited crowd, Zhao Yinshun felt a mysterious feeling in his heart and raised the "White Emperor" to dance gently on the high platform.

"Ten years to sharpen a sword"

"Frost Blade has never been tried"

"Today I will show you"

"Is there any injustice?"

The ethereal and elegant sword dance is like an immortal descending to earth, and the dreamlike sword shadow flickers, blending with the distant lake light to form a beautiful and holy picture.

Looking up blankly at the otherworldly boy in white, feeling the endless pride in his poems, the fanaticism in countless people's eyes solidified into a brand that was engraved in their hearts, and became an indelible steel seal in their souls.

On the high platform, the dense particles invisible to the naked eye gathered in Zhao Yinshun's palm like a swallow in the forest, and condensed into an illusory and gorgeous crystal.

At the same time, a colorful divine light quietly bloomed on the attribute panel that could not be observed by others.

"The unique talent awakens."

【Heart is better than matter】
Chapter completed!