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Chapter 1560: Magic Hand Buddha Heart

He was unable to save the soldiers who were killed by the locusts hatched by Slivan and the host of the swarm. At least... at least he would do his best to save the soldiers in the direction of his walking.

Roy didn't say anything, but the sadness and pity in the boy's heart... Yingluo knew very well and felt very distressed.

Just like a young soldier wrapped in a demonic arm, Roy didn't know the origin of that man, Yingluo knew...

This young man who kept struggling and cursing Tang Fang in the most vicious language was from Rector. He was of the same age as Roy. He was born in the same city and his home was less than 7 kilometers apart. In Chen Jian's words, he was a fellow villager in terms of identity, and if he was divided into the same department, he would become an old man.

It is two young people born in the same residential star, in the same city, and in the same age group, but now they are in a state of war, life and death.

She didn't tell Roy about this cruel fact because she knew very well how bitter and painful the boy was in his heart. If the boy knew that many young people who stayed on this last line of defense were recruited from Rectorstar, maybe... he would really be mentally broken.

Because the T-energy Stone gives the body a unique ability, Yingluo can feel the inner thoughts of others. Under normal circumstances, of course she would not peek into the hearts of the people around her because she was too disrespectful. However, when she arrived here, she had to always pay attention to Roy's mental state and adapt to the situation and enlighten her.

This is something Valentine told her to pay attention to. Roy is not Tang Fang, nor is he a stubborn person like Hausen. He is still young, has little experience, and is immature in mind. He will definitely have very complicated emotions and thoughts about this war. It would be fine if the Angels are not off the ship. If he insists on participating in the war, he may be tortured by the various tragic phenomena that occur in front of him and will be unable to control his emotions. It may affect his right arm's symbiotic phenotype, and there will be abnormal reactions such as crazy and irritable.

What was the purpose of Colclaf Stewart forming such a team of recruits, putting them in the military camp closest to Climb Palace, and brainwashing these young people into this?

Don't think about it... this is a ridicule and threat to Captain Tang.

They are all teenagers of Rector Star. From this point of view, they can be said to be Captain Tang's fellow villagers. Then... if the soldiers cast by Morning Star insist on attacking Klim Palace, they must kill all these young people who are determined to sacrifice their lives for the country.

Did Tang Fang take action? Even if he did it in the end, he would be responsible for killing his fellow countrymen. Not to mention how the world would comment on this matter, Captain Tang's temperament will definitely bear great pressure in terms of spirit, and he feels guilty and blames himself for this.

Yingluo could think of this, but she did not dare to tell Roy about the outrageous sin hidden under reality. She empathized with Roy's pain, and her powerlessness and self-blame for the cruel reality, like a knife cutting the flesh in her heart bit by bit.

He has strong combat power, and every move can kill people, but so what, killing is easy for him, but he has no effect on saving young men of the same age ahead. The magic arm has the ability to kill people, but there is no energy to save.

Eliminate sadness, anger, anxiety, etc., and the huge frustration enveloped him like a demonic shadow.

"You misunderstood Brother Tang. It was Colclaf I who concealed the truth. They... lied to you..."

He didn't finish his words because the person on the other side activated the self-destruct system of the Earth Knight-level power armor, responding to Roy's explanation in this extremely extreme way.

"The demon who attempts to subvert the motherland and chaotic society, go to hell!"

Amid the curse full of hostility, the Earth Knight-level power armor emitted a dazzling light. With a bang, the burst flames blew out, and the fragments shot towards the surroundings, sweeping across the vast area.

The boy of the same age as Roy came from the same planet, the same city, and the same age died. For his ideals and his persistence, he turned into a bunch of black meat, and as the explosion shock waves scattered in the surrounding area, a disgusting smell appeared.

Roy didn't expect that... the Earth Knight-level power armor equipped by these people had been specially modified, with explosives placed inside, which could turn into a bomb at a critical moment and die with the enemy.

Fortunately, the magic arm responded before the explosion, turning from a tentacle state into a solid shield, blocking the explosion's heat, shock waves, and fragmented jets, protecting the dull and confused boy behind him.

In fact, Yingluo had long known that the Earth Knight-class power armor driven by young soldiers had been transformed and would turn into a bomb under the authorization of the driver.

Since Corkraf I wanted to make Tang Fang feel heartbroken, blame himself, and guilt, the lackeys of the empire had many ways to sublimate this strategy to please His Majesty the Emperor.

Even if the Tang Ship could not bear to kill these young people, they would end their lives in their own way and bring ten thousand heavy blows to the kind-hearted guy. Didn’t he want to liberate Mengya and save the suffering people? Unfortunately, he couldn’t even save the young people of Rectorstar.

Doesn’t he have to bear the sin if he doesn’t kill him? There is an old saying in Chinese civilization, “I don’t kill Boren, but Boren died because of me.”

Now, it is time for Captain Tang to taste the angry but powerless feeling. This is the biggest ridicule and ridicule of him by the Stewart family.

Many times, when a bad person has power, you can't be a good person safely.

Korkraf I did not expect that, no, to be precise, those think tanks who had figured out the thoughts of His Majesty the Emperor and put them into action did not expect that Tang Fang did not devote his energy to this side. The one who attacked Klim Palace was Claya and his subordinates. The person who suffered this torment was replaced by a boy with a demonic arm.

The devil's hand and Buddha's heart... are talking about Roy.

The confusion and surprise on his face did not last long and were soon replaced by pain and anxiety. He was the one who was determined to be a partner of justice, but his ideals and pursuits seemed so naive when facing the situation in front of him. Young people on the other side, as big as him, would not stop attacking and listen carefully to his explanation.

In the eyes of the other party, he first puts him in the category of the enemy, believing that everything he says is deceptive and purposeful. Under the premise of the opposition of consciousness, there is no possibility of reconciliation at all.

They would rather die than believe Roy's words!

The demon arm returned to its original appearance, and Roy looked at the tragic phenomenon in front of him, his eyes turned red.

After death, the young man as big as him died like this... he had no complete body. The grace of his parents for many years of raising them, and the hardships he had overcome along the way... These were not easy, and they were so humbly entrusted to the aristocratic class and interest groups represented by Corklav I. He did not hesitate to defend the imperial power with his own life and practiced the artificially distorted patriotism.

"Why... why is this happening? Why!" The young man couldn't figure it out, no matter how hard he couldn't figure it out, why did these young people not understand such a simple truth in his opinion?

He forgot what he was like, and once upon a time he was so obsessed with it, treating himself as a flower of the empire and the future of society, and unswervingly loves it.

It was not until he became a Faraday's experimental subject, left the campus, left the ivory tower, followed his elder brother Tang, learned about the ugliness and truth under the glitz, and saw the diverse culture and the ideas of the school, and understood how simple and naive he used to be.

Yingluo sighed, not knowing how to comfort her boyfriend. Roy decided to leave the Angel and participate in the Celtic Star landing battle. She did not stop her and chose to come together. In fact, she wanted to take this opportunity to change his mind and let him see the gap between reality and ideals.

But... I really regretted it when I saw him in such pain.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! There are continuous explosions coming from the front.

Slivan and the locusts hatched by the swarm host tore the final line of defense, just as the young soldier did to Roy. The teenagers in the trench rushed out resolutely. Some of them were driving Earth Knight-class power armor, some were not wearing power armor, only one combat uniform, with a leucorrhea belt on their heads representing determination, and some were wounded.

They are different, and the same thing is... like waves of sea water flapping on the beach, turning into continuous explosions and flashes in front of the locust cluster.

The destructive energy killed a large number of locusts and took away their lives and even their bodies.

"For Mengya... For Mengya... Long live His Majesty the Emperor." Such a slogan resounded throughout the battlefield and reached the sky clouds with a courage.

However, Roy knew very well that locusts could not be killed... As long as Slivan and the host of the swarm were still there, they would continue to surge in until they were exhausted.

For the Monya Empire of the Stewart family, they chose to exchange their lives for the corpses of locusts.

"No...you can't do this, you can't..." Roy rushed out, not keeping the promise of not leaving Yingluo.

He wandered around the abortion and the swarm of insects, constantly knocking out the young man who was ready to die, paralyzing the movement of the Earth Knight-level power armor. But... his struggle was so powerless and pale for the entire battlefield. And this was just a microcosm of the entire Portkara battleground.

Explosions kept blooming around him. Even with the demonic arm, it was impossible to perfectly resist all damage. His face was cut by shrapnel, his hair was burned, and his shoulders were covered in blood.

Sweat mixed with blood, dissipating the black ash left by the explosion on the skin, and applying the slightly tender face.

A shrapnel shot rapidly under the explosive force, stabbing Roy's right leg, and blood burst out. The boy let out a muffled groan and half knelt on the ground.

Fortunately, the magic arm turned into an arc shield in time to block the subsequent flames and did not cause any more serious injuries.

At this time, the new locusts rushed forward and left the boy's body.

Yingluo took the opportunity to come over, took his hand and said, "Let's go, leave here, you can't save them."

"No, I won't leave." Roy shouted, struggling to stand up from the ground.

Because of excessive force, a large amount of blood gushed out from the wounds of the calf and dripped onto the messy floor.

His eyes were terrible red, like a crazy injured bull, stubbornly trying to save more people.

Yingluo looked at the soldiers behind who were knocked unconscious by Roy, and then looked at the people who were shooting locusts on the vehicle opposite, and said with red eyes: "You can't save them... You can't save everyone. Doing this will only hurt yourself and me..."

Roy was blinded by the tragic phenomenon in front of him and had lost his mind: "No, I won't leave, I can't escape. This is my responsibility. Now I can only save them."

Yingluo said in a crying voice: "If this continues, you will die."

Roy ignored her blocking, shook off the hand that was holding her arm, and rushed to the opposite side with an injury that had not yet been healed. The demon arm kept blocking the bullets shot from the enemy camp, and blood fell to the ground drop by drop along the legs of his trousers.

Yingluo's hands were stuck in the air, looking at her back as she was getting farther and farther away, her eyes became redder and redder.

Her boyfriend is such a person, with no temper, warm and kindness. She is not a fool, but a very smart girl. It is precisely because she sees the shining points of Roy's personality that she recognizes him and follows him.

During the period when she was in a coma, he kept guarding the bedside, eating and sleeping, and almost never left... She saw these in her eyes and remembered them in her heart, but because her consciousness was broken, she could not wake up and said "thank you" seriously.

Roy has a heart full of justice, but that positive energy-prone values ​​are a small flaw to some extent.

Chinese culture emphasizes that good and evil will be rewarded, while Western culture...especially religious culture emphasizes the concept of redemption.

Yingluo disagrees with the boy's kindness without bottom line, but this kindness makes her feel very safe.

She knew that Roy could give everything for her, even her own life.

……………………

The limping boy fell down, either because he was hit by a bullet from the opposite side, but because he was thrown to the ground by a jumping worm.

The armored vehicles burning nearby were clamoring, and the smoke of gunpowder was like a dragon. After the rubber was burned, it emitted a very pungent smell, and the fishy smell mixed with blood lingered around the battlefield.

Roy looked at the jumping worm that threw him to the ground, somewhat ignoring why it did.

He struggled to get up, but the big bug on his body pressed his joints firmly, but that's all, without showing hostility or murderous intentions.

"Go away..." he roared hard, because he didn't know whether the person who ordered the jumping insect was Claya or Tang Fang, but no matter who he was, he had deep respect and would not use the power of the demon arm.

His expression was a little distorted, and his uncontrollable impatient surged in his heart. In the eyes of the boy, a young man would die every second he delayed.

He regards not being able to save those people as a sin, a burden, a guilt, and cannot forgive himself in his heart.
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