Everything in this world followed the same law of equivalent exchange.
It was just like how ordinary people used a day's hard work to get a small reward, or how a dying person used the pain of struggling to survive to get the warmth of the next sunrise.
Even without the legendary alchemy, the law of the jungle, which had not changed since the Stone Age, constantly reminded the living under the same sky of this principle.
They exchanged tears for sorrow, prayers for faith, sacrifices for victory, and death for life.
However…just like how longing did not mean understanding, even if everyone was taught this principle, death, failure, sacrifice, tears…these were not what normal people wanted, right?
Or rather…he couldn't avoid it.
It was best for the enemy to be sad. Tears flowed from the regret of the defeated. Sacrifice…As long as it wasn't me, anyone could do it, right?
A selfless hero?
Fierce warriors who killed to become benevolent?
A saint who saved the world?
If everyone in the world was such an existence, then why would there be war, smoke, and sorrow?
Such a beautiful world never existed, because people always had desires. Even if it was Owl, even if it was born with a lack of emotions, it still had the desire for revenge, let alone a healthy person.
Desire leads to conflict
The dispute has long shed blood and tears
Blood and tears encourage evolution
Only evolution can face desire
The dispute is reborn from the swamp of desire
It was an endless loop.
It was a sin that everyone had to bear. The reason why it was praised as a sin was because it was a parasite on the Tree of Life. It was because it was an infinite possibility, because it was the future!
Humans were nothing more than an amalgamation of carbs. It was simply a simple matter to make a person live in the present. Eating, drinking, and defecating were very simple, right?
But what about a person with desire?
My ambition is either to destroy myself, or to destroy the world. -----
With the words of this dead guy as evidence, it was much easier to understand.
The next question was the last one. Since it was difficult for people with desires to live simply, then…why did they have desires? Since it was impossible to suppress it, why did everyone with the same desire end up differently? Some were cheering on the podium, while others were roaring in the darkness. Some of those who desired victory were undefeated on the battlefield, while others died early at the beginning? For those who yearned for wealth, some spent money like dirt in the money-squandering dens, while others could only live in the filthiest corners of the city with mud?
What an interesting question, and what a simple answer.
If you want it, go get it, rob it, cheat it, kill it, as long as you have the power…Yes, as long as you have…
Strength!
The strong lived, the weak died.
This logic couldn't be simpler.
Wasn't it?
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Time actually passed very quickly when one looked back. Idioms like the white foal flying through the gap and the time flying like an arrow that were rotten in primary school textbooks could best explain this point.
But this logic was one-sided. At the very least, his beloved captain Onimaru wouldn't think that way, even though he had single-handedly stopped Orochi Ji, who had yet to spread her name far and wide, allowing Hanzo's plan to succeed perfectly, allowing Shibuya Teisaburo to gain the recognition of a demigod, and allowing Rain Ninja Village's victory to be within reach.
A great merit, a great merit!
Not worth being happy about? Not worth cheering for? Not worth celebrating?
Of course…it wasn't worth it.
Invading the Muye camp was a piece of cake for Onimaru. Even if it was a matter of slaughtering the camp, which could directly solve all problems, it was not impossible. At the beginning, he had indeed thought of it this way and did it.
However, if he had underestimated them from the start, failure was inevitable!
Onimaru paid the greatest price for his arrogance.
When the woman called Orochi Ji gave up on the interference of the Latent Snake Hand and coldly sentenced him to death, everything was already decided.
----Myriad Snake Formation
- Snake Bind Curse
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The missy of the Thousand Hands family, who looked like a bad person and a vase, had not made a move, and the subordinates, tools, stepping stones, and the assassination team that he was so proud of had died in his womb.
If such a situation made people resentful, then the poison injected into him by the snake tongue smoking technique and his right hand cut off by the grass sword became the last cornerstone of building the despair tower.
Desperate pressure, despairing invincibility.
I can't win, I can't win, I can't win!!!!
That pair of eyes, that pair of eyes, those damn eyes that only snakes could have…Good…Good…Terrifying…
Even after escaping, Onimaru still couldn't forget those cold eyes that could make people sink into hell.
"Ha…ha…ha…"
Panting, he knelt on the soft sand. His mouth was opened to the maximum. Under the illumination of the scorching sun, the taut muscle fibers in the cavity were visible.
Normal physical exertion naturally wouldn't cause such symptoms: Regular spasms, chills, nausea that made one want to throw up the liver, dilated pupils, declining physical strength, and muscles that began to relax…
Under such circumstances, it was already good news that the severed arm was no longer bleeding due to the coagulated blood.
Snake venom was certainly terrifying to ordinary people, but it was very harmless to ninjas. Even if it was the most venomous Sand Python in the Earth Country, the poison released from its fangs could be forced out by chakra's circulation. However, the snake venom of Orochi Ji was actually so fierce.
Onimaru vaguely remembered the moment he was bitten by the snake. He seemed to have seen the white color in the snake's mouth…
However, this kind of thing didn't matter anymore, right?
They were less than a kilometer away from Rain Enduring Village.
Onimaru never expected that the few kilometers that he had thought to be short in the past would become the last straw that broke the camel's back. Perhaps it was because he had used up all of his energy from escaping a day ago, he could only kneel under the sun like a devout pilgrim without saying a word.
His face had a bronze color, a deep color that matched the morning sun. This is the face of a patient who has been seriously ill for years
The appearance of the color could only mean one thing: death had silently descended.
I want to sleep, I want to sleep.
Muddy sweat dripped down, forming a low-lying pool on the sandy ground. The turbulent water reflected his fragile face.
"...Ha...."
Am I…dying?
"...Ha...."
I'm dying…
"... Ha..."
Did this mean that it was going to end? End my ambition, my revenge, my unwillingness? Let Shibuya continue to live foolishly? Let…have nowhere to vent her hatred?
Smiling bitterly…
For the first time, Onimaru revealed a bitter smile that had nothing to do with malice, jealousy, and arrogance.
But…I'm at the end of my rope
Hanzo might have noticed it a long time ago... The problem with me... That's why he gave me this deadly mission... Two birds with one stone... But
You're giving up on me just like that?
resentment
Then self-deprecation
If I had known earlier…
"... just... not... reconciled..." The loser sighed as he raised his head reluctantly.
It was just that there was no chance to turn the tables…
Losing to a demigod, losing to Shibuya, losing to a woman
That woman called Orochi Ji really loved her brother…
I hope she can still maintain this calm on the battlefield today, hahaha…the feeling of seeing her brother become a pawn…Hanzo, that old fart, is really vicious…
“······”
Wait…Chess piece…
There was still a chance…a chance…to take revenge on that man!
"Cough…Cough cough cough"
The intense fluctuation of emotions caused the poison in Onimaru's body to boil again. However, the pain once again awakened his fighting spirit and…anger…
That kid…That chess piece…My last…
Opportunity.
Standing up, Onimaru staggered forward in the direction of Shinobu Village, step by step, determined and resolute!
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