(God's Perspective)

name?

The first time someone asked about the name of Zhan Hunxi, but Zhan Hunxi had no name for so many years.

Is a name an important thing?

People who are orphans of war like him also have no names.

Some people call him a bad boy or a little devil, and no one has ever given him a name...

"Ah... I'm sorry, I don't have a name."

"No name?!"

Qiu Xiang felt incredible when he heard Zhan Hunxi say this. How could he have no name when he is so big?

"Didn't you ever think about giving yourself a name?"

Zhan Hun Xi shook her head, "I really haven't thought about it."

At that time, he was busy learning magic when he killed his soul. After so many years, he didn't know how the scholar was doing or whether he had been recruited or something... Alas.

Qiu Xiang patted Zhan Hunxi's back again, and Zhan Hunxi endured the pain in his back and smiled.

Qiu smiled at Zhan Hunxi, "If I can go back safely this time, I will accompany you to think of the name."

"Okay! Thank you!"

The two of them were talking and laughing in front of them, and they had no sense of tension at all.

Others were also affected more or less, and they were indeed not as solemn as before.

Everyone settled down after they arrived at the striker's station.

"It seems that there is no movement on the other side. Should we attack first or..."

Someone looked at the situation ahead, but there was no movement ahead.

"What are you saying! It's all dead anyway! I'll fight!"

After saying that, he rushed out alone, and followed two more after him.

The enemy troops on the opposite side also took action, and they actually used magic first. It seemed that they would use any means to win.

Although it is stipulated that magic is not allowed to be used in war, these tyrannical devils of war use peace of mind that the rules can only be determined by the strong.

When the three people rushed out found that the enemy used magic, they thought they were going to die.

The strong light called towards the three of them, and the next moment, the Soul-Slaying Xi flashed and blocked the three of them.

"You are okay! Don't be impulsive! Follow the command and retreat now!"

The soul-slaying spirit disappeared from the previous cheerfulness, and his eyes became serious. His appearance made the three people a little afraid, and they all obediently rolled and crawled back.

Then, Hunshen Xi turned the blade of the giant sword, and he recited a spell to bounce back the powerful magic power.

After the strong light rebounded, the Soul-Slaying Xi protected the three people back safely.

"They actually used magic! It's so despicable!" The three people who came back complained angrily.

Zhan Hun Xi looked at them seriously, "If you are not despicable, you cannot win the war. If you do not plan, you will die! We are scapegoats, but as long as you can live without death, you will be alive for me! Trust me! I can protect you!"

There is no way. Now among the dozen people here, only Soul-Slaying Xi can use magic.

"There is something happening in front!" Qiu Xiang pointed to the fireball flying in front of him, "Our army will not come for an hour. Someone must go back and report the enemy's magic."

Qiu Xiang's words ignited hope in the hearts of those who didn't want to die so early. As long as you go back and report, you won't have to die!

Qiu Xiang came over and patted the Hunshun Xi on the shoulder, "Brother, go back and report!"

"I won't leave! If you let me go, how can you live! As long as you win the report, there is no need for it!"

Killing the Soul Xi shakes off Qiu Xiang's hand.

Qiu Xiang smiled complacently, "I knew you boy answered like this."

"It's time now! We don't know how many warlocks there are on the other side. We are still here to listen to a little brat talking! If you don't leave, I'll leave! I don't want to die! I want to report!"

One of them couldn't stand this situation, so he ran away after shouting.

There are a few people who also want to follow this person. They want to report the information, but they are not deserters!

"I won't leave! I believe you can protect us!"

A man who was rescued by Soul-Slaying Xi just now spoke.

"I won't leave either! I believe in you too!"

"Me too!"

The other two people who were rescued also agreed with the Soul-Slaying Xi.

Those who were hesitating whether to leave were even more hesitant, one side was life and the other was military achievements. They were just ordinary people who were pulled as scapegoats. If Soul-Slaying Xi did not rebound the magic power just now, they might have been dead.

"I... believe you too!"

Hesitantly made up one of them to stay, and then the others stayed.

The fireball is getting closer and closer, and it seems that it is confusing to use the guise of the fireball.

Once someone panics, the fireball will attack, otherwise it will be a cover.

That……

Zhan Hunxi looked in the direction where the man was running.

The frightened soldier walked back with his horse.

He came to Zhan Hunxi and slapped himself, then twice.

"I'm cowardly! I'm afraid of death! I'm not a human!"

Zhan Hunxi stopped him, "It is normal to be greedy for life and fear death. Why do you want to come back?"

The man lowered his head and didn't want to talk. Later, he told the matter with Zhan Hunxi. The day before his trip, he heard the general say that only the pioneers who were taken out, one of them dared to escape, and all these responsibilities were counted on Zhan Hunxi.

Because some protection is not outside, you also need protection for the soldiers' inner self.

If he really left at that time, although he would not be punished, he would also implicate more people to be requisitioned like him...

Don't let the war last.

Soul-Slaying Xi did not ask about this person again.

"It's smashed down!" Qiu Xiang roared.

Zhan Hun Xi turned his head and looked in the direction pointed by Qiu Xiang.

The fireballs exploded, and the meteors that formed flames attacked quickly here.

Zhunhun Xi held the giant knife and ran over to the fireball.

All Qiu Xiang and the others could do was believe him, but they had impossible ideas hanging in their hearts.

But the next second of the Soul-Slaying Xi will make them feel at ease.

The Hun-Zhanxi's eyes were fierce, and he waved the giant sword at the fireball meteors.

"Bao Dao--Slay the Soul!!!"

With just one blow, all the fireballs turned into dust.

Qiu Xiang's chin almost fell down in surprise.

Others were even more incredible. Is this really the strength that a sixteen-year-old boy should have?!

The enemy was even more panicked. Did the other party recruit warlocks to fight?

But the next moment, the domineering sword energy that smashed the fireball meteor group violently smashed the warlocks.

"What! Everyone..."

Before the warlock could take action, the aura of the sword shattered the surface of the earth.

The enemy's vanguard was destroyed, and soon the army on the side of the Soul-Zhanxi arrived, and they took down the tribe in one fell swoop.

This battle was a great victory, and the army also held a celebration banquet.

Zhan Hunxi also gained a group of younger brothers who were older than him, almost all of them were pioneers who followed him.

Qiu Xiang handed a glass of strong wine to Zhan Hunxi, "What's your move called? Jian Hunxi... It's better to call him Zhan Hunxi after you kid!"

"Soul-Zhanxi...is a good name!"
Chapter completed!