I didn't save the chapter. I was just downloading the video of the game. It was too slow, so I didn't upload it. Hehe, I wrote it for nothing…I smiled bitterly.
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After Thousand Hands God and Gilrabi parted ways, he headed east.
On the way, he saw many refugees. Their faces were no longer peaceful and happy. There was only helplessness and confusion on their faces. Perhaps in the future, pain would be added.
The war between the Wind Country and the Fire Country was getting more and more intense. It was reported that they had already sent out a portion of their ninja forces. The arrival of the ninjas showed that the situation between the two countries had reached the point where fire and water could not fuse. The news of the clash between the Wind Country's Shinobu and the Fire Country's Muye spread like wildfire. Right now, not only the Wind and Fire Empires, but the other Empires were also observing in secret. Benefits were the catalyst for war, so who would want to give up this opportunity?
The participation of the ninjas made the already chaotic war even more complicated. At the same time, it also showed the direction and direction of the war in the future. According to some people's analysis, when the Country of Fire and the Country of Wind clashed, the other countries would definitely take action as well. They might even send ninjas to participate in the war. The war of interests and honor between the two countries would become a fuse that would ignite the flames of war around the world. It would be a bloody war between the ninjas. The people of the later generations called this war the Second War of the Ninja Realm.
" We have to go back decades to the first battle of the Ninja Realm. To the people of today, he was so far away. However, at this moment, this sense of danger appeared once again. Moreover, it was so close to them.
After the war, the people suffered. Forget, the people suffer. The flames of war were merciless. A game of interest between the higher-ups of the country had directly or indirectly caused the destruction of many families and the separation of wives and children.
The Thousand-Hand Divine One fell silent. He knew that as long as the people of this world still had desires and the opposition between countries, the flames of war would always exist and happen forever. Tragedy was always unavoidable, no matter which world it was. It was just that you couldn't see them, but they really existed…
The Thousand Hand God was not a savior or a saint. He did not have the ability nor the obligation to save these people. After watching coldly for a while, he lost interest and continued to speed up.
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"Red beans were born in the southern part of the country.
No one cared about Yearning.
Drunken sleepless city, neon everywhere.
The wine cup is so beautiful ~"
The Thousand Hands God stood by the endless sea and looked at the magnificent sea. A long-lost peace rose in his heart. In his previous life, he was born by the sea and was very attached to the sea. However, after he joined the work, he never had the chance to see it again. After many years, things were similar, but people were different...
He was humming his favorite song from his previous life," Yearning ". After coming to this world for so long, this was the first time he recalled his past life. His heart felt as if it had been overturned, and all kinds of feelings flooded his heart. Thinking of the people and things in his previous life, his eyes became hazy.
She kept humming a song and her eyes turned warm. The sea! Even his mother, no matter how much suffering she went through, no matter how hard life was, would only come to take a look and sit quietly for a while. Then, he would have the courage to continue living…
What would happen in the future? In which battle would he fall? Looking at the sea, the always strong and cold him suddenly became sentimental.
It didn't matter anymore! It didn't matter anymore! He was alone and had no worries! Even if he died…who would care? Who would be sad?
The salty sea breeze blew gently, curling up the hair at the corner of his eyes and ears, reflecting the blue reflection. The excited Thousand Hands God became calm again.
"Drip…"
Tears flowed down the Thousand Hands God's face. He, who only knew blood and not tears, allowed his tears to wet the corner of his clothes and drip onto the ground. He was like a child who had been wronged. Facing the sea, his head was in his arms as he cried silently. It was as if he wanted to vent all the decadence and absurd experiences he had suffered for so many years until the end…
Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh
Under the sky, the waves were rolling. On the shore, only the Thousand Hand God was in a daze. That lonely figure set off the vast sky, making him seem even more lonely…
An extremely pleasant voice appeared, waking up the thousand-hand god who was immersed in his heart.
"Hehe, Teacher. Look at that person, he's so silly ~"
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