The world seemed to be left with only the sound of heavy rain. The crackling sound seemed like a shattered past and tangled emotions.

New York, a great city that left a glorious chapter in the history of America, finally fell in the battle of legendary creatures. Its prosperity was gone, leaving only devastation; all life was devastated, and there was no sound left for hundreds of miles.

There is a rift valley in the northwest and a deep ditch in the southeast. Buildings throughout the city have collapsed, the fires are not extinguished, the entire land has sunk more than three feet, and groundwater is constantly gushing out, vaguely turning New York City into a

The posture of "New York Lake".

As for the outer areas of the war zone, the original appearance can no longer be seen.

It was plowed hard by centaurs and black dragons, and the damage was comparable to that of an old city that had weathered for hundreds of years. There were cracks all over the place, and there was even a bottomless hole in the center.

The pit is the centaur's grave.

Outside, Suo Meng, who had broken an arm, crawled to the edge in a daze and looked straight down. There was a strong fishy wind blowing from bottom to top, blowing his head and face.

Licasa is dead...

Somon didn't say a word, but remained silent for a long time, and then used his remaining hands to grab the dust around him and sprinkle it into the pit. When life and death were settled and the great revenge was avenged, his impression of Licasa was only

Remaining complicated.

He remembered the last scene. The centaur demon stood in front of him, still looking conceited and looking down. But for the first time, the other party said in a solemn tone: "You will be stronger than the fire of karma, and I will not die."

In the hands of the weak.]

The dust rustled down and drifted into the depths of darkness. Just like a person's thoughts, they fell into an indescribable trance.

Am I strong? Somon asked himself.

No, he is not strong, he can even be called weak. Licasa can kill Eddie, so he can easily deal with him.

But he survived and got a word of "recognition". Or, this was not a word of recognition, but a reward and a spur - a reward for being able to stab his heart with one blow, and a spur to urge him to become a strong man.

Licasa cannot see the weak, and will never allow herself to die in the hands of the weak.

In order to "die a worthy death", he would let Somon live and allow the young man to spend time growing up to become a truly strong man instead of dying in his hands.

In this way, Tarikasa died in the hands of a strong man and became his first collection of great significance and value.

Licasa's name will eventually be remembered instead of disappearing into the hands of unknown people.

Somon raised his head, his whole body washed pale by the heavy rain. Abandoning his race and position, he suddenly understood what the faith of a warrior was. If Licasa was not a demon, maybe they would really become friends.

Unfortunately, there is no "if" in the world.

【I thought you could guide me, Licasa.】

The fact is that Licasa did guide him. Just one sentence of "You will be stronger than the fire of karma" and another sentence of "I died well" made him feel invisible pressure while hating him deeply.

He chased him for so long that just a word of approval from the other party would make him completely defeated.

"I hate you, I hate you so much, I wish you would fall into hell forever!" Somon murmured, "...You deserve to die, Licasa. But I also admire you and respect you. At least, you never bother to lie, nor do you

Will stab you in the back."

Unlike the top brass in New York, who are extremely disgusting.

"I will become strong." One day!

"I will be stronger than you." Somon covered his face with his remaining hands. He shed all his strength and transformed into a teenager, crying loudly.

"Goodbye, Uncle Ryan." he sobbed, "I'm sorry, Eddie, please forgive me! I'm sorry!"

What Somon didn't see was that there were two pure white, light spirits staying on his left and right shoulders. One was a kind middle-aged man and the other was a smiling young man. Their hands fell on him

The top of my head brushed gently, and then turned into little white lights and dissipated in the wind and rain.

【Goodbye, Somon.】

"Goodbye..." Somon stared at the pothole, "Likasa."

He lost all his cowardice, and in his epiphany he heard the words of the policewoman: "His death stimulated me, forcing me to grow up overnight and let go of all my innocence."

Many times, reality and wishes always run counter to each other. But even if they are in opposite directions, one day they will return to the original point.

This is breaking through and nirvana. Only by experiencing and giving up can we usher in a better self.

…

After the war, New York entered a day and night rescue operation, and also entered the trial stage of high-level betrayers.

After confirming that Licasa was dead, that the black dragon was a friendly force, and that the high priest was also in New York, the evacuated civilians and awakened people re-entered the ruins and searched for survivors with difficulty.

They dug out the shocked and seriously injured people from the rubble and moved them one by one to tents in the open space. The Ryan team was so busy that they fell into a coma after being bandaged.

The reinforcements brought by Noble guarded the outside of the city. They were closely guarding against the monsters that came to hunt after smelling the fishy smell, and their nerves were very tense.

A few hours later, the Philadelphia personnel that Qi Xinli had contacted finally arrived in New York. They looked at the ruins and were speechless for a while, and it took them a long time to recover.

After that, half a day passed, and Yu Mingyang, who was carrying a cross and a medical box, arrived belatedly. As soon as he arrived, he threw himself into the rescue work and did not bother to catch up with Ji Si and Si Nuocheng.

There are too many injured...

At the other end, Si Nuocheng had broken away from his dragon form and was lying in the puddle without feeling too dirty, looking like he was breathing more out than in. He had a hearty fight, but the surge of power in his body was tearing at his lungs.

It really hurts a lot.

To be honest, he doesn't care about the man's face now. He just wants to lie down instead of sitting down. He must take it slow no matter what.

However, Ji Si came to him, kicked him with his feet in disgust, and said, "Are you dead? If you're not dead, just say something."

Si Nuocheng rolled his eyes: "Squeak."

Ji Si:......

"Get up." Ji Si poked his leg with the scepter, "Get up and meditate, sort out the energy. Turn them back into runes, and then carve the runes into your soul and slowly digest them, so that the body surface

There won’t be any lines.”

Hearing this, Si Nuocheng stood up with difficulty, his bones all over the body crackling in pain.

He sat cross-legged and tried to calm himself down. Ji Si protected him as before, as if he knew his doubts and gave a detailed explanation.

"The awakened person mainly cultivates the three levels of body and soul, that is, the three-in-one body of the ego, the self and the higher self. You can understand it as the three major stages of a monk, such as rebirth, transcending tribulation and ascension."

"The ego body is born out of body. It is a person's mastery and improvement of his body, potential and limits."

"The main purpose of the self is to overcome tribulations. It is when people have a clear understanding of themselves. They know who they are, what they want to do, and what they can do." Ji Si continued, "Understand the two sides of yin and yang, and recognize the good and evil aspects.

Fusion, guiding conscience and inner demons to coexist. For example, you have recognized the origin of your soul, let light and darkness become one, and completely mastered your own self."

"The main spirit of the higher self is ascension, which is the exploration, deepening and manifestation of the subconscious mind. When you break through the barriers at the level of consciousness, your soul, energy and aura will merge and comprehensively manifest your true nature.

real."

"In the ancient times of the gods, this authenticity was called 'totem' - soul totem."

"The manifestation of the soul totem marks that your potential ceiling has reached the level of a 'demigod'. All that is left to do is to continue to accumulate and understand the way of heaven."

Si Nuocheng's understanding was truly extraordinary. Ji Si straightened out the concepts for him, and he almost mastered the tricks at the same time. While he listened attentively, he sorted out the hidden wounds in his meridians.

"Your totem is actually a dragon, which is extremely rare." However, Si Nuocheng's temperament is quite domineering, and he will listen to whatever he says. In fact, this guy has great ideas, and the dragon is a good match for him.

Furthermore, if the bloodline of the land in Central Continent can be traced back to ancient times, there will indeed be traces of dragons and gods.

Perhaps this is the reason why Si Nuocheng was reincarnated in Central Continent, and now, he has entered the "return to his ancestors" period?

After thinking about it, Ji Si added: "I remember that the captain's totem is Pixiu, the sword god's totem is the divine sword, the vixen's totem is the Chaos Fox, and the wet nurse's totem is the ten thousand-petal lotus..."

He couldn't help but silence, and his focus suddenly shifted. Speaking of which, Pixiu and Dragon both love money, want money, and make money. This...

At some point, Si Nuocheng calmed down his breathing. He returned to normal and followed Ji Si's words and asked: "Then what is your soul totem?"

Ji Si chuckled: "You guessed it. It is a creature that is so magnificent after its manifestation that even you will be shocked and speechless."

Si Nuocheng looked at him, silent.

"Is it the big flying cockroach from the south?" he asked tentatively.

"……"you are dead.

…

A few days later, New York's top brass had to accept the final trial.

On this day, dozens of senior executives led by Aoli were kneeling in the ruins, and the high and low abandoned buildings were full of people. Ji Si, Si Nuocheng, and Yu Mingyang stood side by side, looking at Noble

, Philadelphia agent, New York’s new top management, Somon announced the verdict against these betrayers, and their final outcome——

hanging.

Among the adults, Noble and Somon, as teenagers, are particularly eye-catching, and they dominated the beginning, process and outcome of the entire trial.

In Somon's clear and coherent speech, Noble listed the dereliction of duty of New York's top executives one by one, and made their names bear a sin that can never be erased: "You have betrayed humanity."

"Deliberately concealing the devil's abnormality, allowing him to integrate into humans, and allowing him to harm his fellow humans."

"Kill veteran Ryan and cut out his heart just to surrender to the devil."

"By arbitrarily blocking outside signals, we lost the opportunity to evacuate civilians as soon as possible. This resulted in the complete destruction of New York City, with one million people slightly injured and nearly half a million seriously injured..."

"You don't deserve forgiveness!" Noble said coldly, "Execution!"

The soldiers full of evil spirits put black hoods on their heads, suppressed all their resistance, and sent them to hell one by one.
To be continued...