(God's Perspective)

[The tendons of a woman's feet were ruthlessly broken, and her legs were still bleeding. Her clothes were now stained with blood and mud and sand, and she could no longer see the original color.

The woman pressed the ground with her right hand hard, and she walked forward with difficulty.

The woman gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with hatred and anger.

But she was facing a man's ruthless ridicule.

"I really didn't expect you to be alive. It really made me see it." The man stepped on the woman's head with his feet, "Women, here can only be used, or they will be killed."

That day you rushed into our military camp with a long knife in your hand, and I admire you as a unique woman.

But now you are still a little disappointed to me.”

The man moved his feet away from the woman's head and touched the woman's forehead with his toes, "How about we play a game now? If you win this game, I will let you go. If you can't stand it and die in the middle, don't blame me for throwing you to the mass grave to feed those damn maggots.

How about it? Little beauty, do you dare to play?"

The woman still gritted her teeth and looked at the man with anger, "I'm not afraid! Come on."

"Okay, this is what you asked for. Come! Let's go!"

The man said calmly and lightly, and he even sneered complacently.

The woman did not expect that this would be the case at first. The man in front of her was too cruel. The man didn't want her to survive at all. If she died, that's what she deserves!

But if she survived, she would be just a toy to let the man have fun.

Following the man's order, several soldiers drove the horses to the woman.

The hatred was always maintained in the woman's eyes, and even if the horse's hooves were about to step on her forehead, she did not let go of the hatred.

After the storm and dust of the horse, the woman fell to the ground in a bloody and bloody manner.

But the man felt bored, "Just die like this? That's too boring!"

Just as the man wanted to throw the woman to the mass grave, the woman raised her blood-stained head.

Her eyes were still flashing with anger, and she was an angry person and the man who bullied her was particularly excited.

"What a natural beauty! Have you seen it? I've been trampled like this by a horse and haven't died yet! It's so magical!"

The man's reaction made the group of people following him take a breath.

This man is cruel and violent without moral bottom line.

The group of people also felt pity for women at this time.

This woman is just an ordinary farmer.

That day she rushed to the military camp with her sword and was extremely panicked.

Perhaps in the eyes of women, he should have been to a shelter, but ended up in another hell.

Because this woman came from the enemy camp, no one in this military camp took her seriously.

Especially this man who is traumatizing her, the general who runs this business.

The general thought that this woman was a spy, so he wanted to get information from her.

But ordinary torture and beating did not seem to be about the general's taste.

This is what it looks like today...]

"Wait! What kind of plot is this? Is this really OK to write like this? Don't you think you're writing too bloody?"

The ruler was watching strangers typing and complaining from time to time.

"Please, do you want to be so perverted? Who is you? You're stepping on someone with a horse!" The ruler pointed to the text, "Is this changed? It's very inconsistent with people's values!"

"This way you can understand his badness! Don't worry, I have the good standards!"

"I'm totally worried..."

A stranger is full of confidence, but a person is very unconfident in him.

"This woman has indeed suffered a lot of sins. It's wrong for you to write it out clearly! The readers should imagine it themselves!"

The Lawman insisted on his ideas.

The stranger quickly retorted, "If you don't explain it, who knows what crime she suffered? Besides, the outline you gave it to says that you were trampled on by a fierce horse and suffered tens of thousands of people..."

"I was wrong, I'm sorry for the character! You can change it quickly!"

What Lu Ren thought at this time was that he was afraid that Yun Qishen would kill him when he knew this kind of abuse plot...

"Then I'm writing a little more restrained...but this woman is not too miserable according to the normal thinking..."

What a stranger says is not your own, and he looks calm and gentle.

"It's miserable enough, how can you still miserable?" Lu Ren was already sweating profusely at this time, and he was too scared.

"The more miserable a character is, he will burst out with greater power. At first, the depressed atmosphere will be more pleasant afterwards!"

"……don't know."

"Don't understand?! Are you still a novelist?"

The stranger then looked at the Lu Ren carefully, and then he frowned, "What a dead house!"

"Why do you still look down on the dead house?!" Lu Ren was instantly lit, and Heiying and Mo Langqin hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't be excited, don't be excited, the home culture is good, the home culture is wonderful! Long live the otaku clan!"

Mo Langqin said very thoughtfully.

The mood of the ruling person has also improved.

As a result, when Black Shadow was thinking about helping, his words changed.

"What's wrong with squatting at home? How comfortable is it to squat at home!"

“…”

Hatred may be just like this...

The rude swung the fist that he wanted to hit the stranger and towards the dark shadow's abdomen.

"Well--"

That fist was amazing, and he hit the shadow directly on the ground.

At the same time, Yun Qishen also learned about her experience from Rakshasa.

"That man was cruel. He ordered their 100,000 subordinates to step on my head.

Thinking about it now, those soldiers were quite gentle to me. They didn't really exert force at that time, so I could come out alive.

Only then can I come to that man and kill that man.

I am also grateful to that man, who made me burst out the potential in my body.

"Rakshasa paused and continued, "Later I took over the army on behalf of that man, and I have told you about what happened after that. I led that army to win the battle.

But in the end, I was not praised because I was a woman.

Sure enough, it was in line with the man's words that if a woman was either used or killed here.

The stupid king here on my side used me to win battles for him. In fact, they did not accept me for a moment.

It is also very simple to abandon my army, and we only need one order. As a monarch and minister, we must receive the order.

Now I have become a monster, not just for myself. The soldiers who fought on the battlefield with me are also here.

The corpses that just fell to the ground were them... and those conscious guys who were like real people were the real consciousness of monsters.
Chapter completed!