First Player

Chapter 318: three hundred and fifteen

   Chapter 318 Chapter 315 · "But the only one who can't be a lover"

   "Kassan...Kassan..."

   Xiaona's eyes were red, and her whole body was shaking.

   The desire of hunger, the desire of being a soul clan is driving her to do what she doesn't want to do. She moves slowly, and all the cells in her body are resisting.

   She looked at Kassan with cherished eyes and an unstoppable desire.

   Finally, she walked up to Kasan.

  Kasan raised his head slightly, blood all over his face.

   He looked at Xiaona with red eyes and smiled.

With the   dagger still in his hand, he should have still had a chance to fight back.

   But he just tossed it slightly at this time, tossed the last capital aside, and closed his eyes.

  …There is no option to make both of them happy at the same time.

   He killed Xiaona and he could survive. Xiaona kills him and can also be re-accepted by the soul clan.

   Then if one of them dies, the other can continue to live.

  …In fact, both sides made choices for both sides.

   And he wanted the other party to live. Let other people step over his body first.

   Regardless of deception.

   Regardless of race.

   Xiaona trembled violently when she walked in front of Cassan.

   instinct is like an invisible hand, pulling her arm, she seems to be tug-of-war with her own body.

   "...Why do Soul Races have to obey their own biological desires." She muttered to herself.

   "Because there is no way to live peacefully by 'no harm' at all." Cassan replied softly to her.

   She gritted her teeth.

   Tears rolled down her cheeks, and the low air pressure on her body became more and more obvious.

   His ears were filled with the cheers of the Soul Race—these self-proclaimed "beautiful and powerful" races were using a gentle method to kill their compatriots step by step.

   She was full of tears, and suddenly turned around and threw herself.

  Hunger dominated her sanity, and in the entire auditorium, there were only two sources that could solve her hunger.

   That smell of food, bewildering her, seducing her, making her lose her mind, came from both directions.

   Except for Kassan.

  There is only one young man standing behind the old man...

   In order to protect her lover, she chose to extend her claws to another person who had nothing to do with her.

  Su Mingan watched her madly pounce.

   "Enough," he said.

  Archerev tilted his head slightly, puzzled.

   "What's the point of this behavior?" Su Mingan said, holding out his hand.

   As early as when he was watching the play, he had already made up his mind. When facing the stumbled Xiaona, he just held the opponent's shoulder, then leaned forward and pressed the opponent to the ground.

  Perhaps the collision was too violent, and Xiaona fainted directly.

   "You are new here, so maybe you don't understand." Chad smiled: "We are a race that is favored by the world, a race above human beings, and should have such a concept.

   "If every soul clan is like Karina, befriending humans. Then our battle lines will no longer be stable, and wars in the name of races will be child's play.

   "Souls fighting for human beings...or humans fighting for souls will appear in Praia. They will communicate privately, pass messages, become inner ghosts because of their personal desires, and disintegrate our battle lines from within.

  "...Only by killing the opponent, or enslaving the opponent, can this long-standing predicament be completely solved.

   "We must cut this scourge at its source.

  Chad said this, his voice became more and more severe, and his voice became louder and louder, as if speaking to all the soul clan compatriots in this auditorium:

   "Humans can be our food, pets, slaves...but not lovers.

   "Kalina made a mistake, an unforgivable mistake.

   "I have to let her cut this mistake with her own hands.

  Chad said this, and suddenly his eyes narrowed: "...Outside Soul Race, what are you laughing at."

  Chad heard the laughter of the white masked youth in front of him.

   That laughter was somewhat ironic, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

   In the quiet, empty auditorium, only the slightly ironic laughter of the other party echoed.

   "Your philosophy is really pathetic." After laughing, Su Mingan said something.

   Chad's eyes were blood red.

   "Archerev!" he shouted: "Never mind the guy you bring!"

  Archerev shrugged: "He's not in my hands...and, Chad, you might as well listen, what this kid has to say is interesting."

   "—I don't need this dubious guy to question me." Chad said angrily.

   "So, you are essentially no different from that Lucia who got mad." Su Mingan restrained her smile.

   "You guy..." Chad took a step forward.

"If you want to come to a camp leadership conclusion, you must at least look at the whole situation." Su Ming'an looked at his blood-red eyes: "But... your theory can't reveal the individual's heart and soul at all, and it can't be related to the soul at all. The desperate conversations the tribe is currently facing.

   "You're just... reluctantly seeking stability, and with the attitude of a pure soul clanist, you're looking down at this world that already looks down on you.

   "As long as there is a little flexibility and a little accident, your so-called 'war' concept will lose everything... From the overall point of view, you are purely on the front line of the 'blockade' camp, rather than seeking perfection.

   "Never 'since time immemorial' nor 'as it should have been'.

   "Your greatest sorrow—

   "It is the unstoppable pursuit of an impossible 'absolute demarcation line'."

   After Su Mingan said these words, he turned his head to look at the old man beside him: "Do you think I'm right? Archerev, or... do you agree with this pure soul clanist?"

   In the amazed eyes of the other soul clans, Archerev nodded slowly.

   "You're right," he said.

  Su Mingan smiled.

   In his field of vision, Archerev's favorability level has soared to sixty.

   As early as the first hint, he noticed that Archerev's initial favorability to him was not low, at least thirty.

   And after he questioned Lucia's speech, the other party's favorability level soared to forty-five.

   When he finished saying these words, the other party's favorability level rose to a new level.

   This Archerev…

   seems to be a different existence from the general soul clan.

   "Chad." Archerev said, "Let this human male go."

   "You..." Chad froze in place, as if he didn't expect the team leader to make such a decision.

"Love is sacred, at least it shouldn't be the reason for their separation." Archerev said: "Kalina should be punished, but not in such a cruel way. If they don't meet again, it is already If you can cut off this love, let everything get back on track."

   His words seemed to be finalized, and Chad's face twitched as if he was reluctant.

   But he still silently took a half step back, away from Kassan, who was covered in blood.

   "If you want to send it, send him away." Archerev said to Sumingan.

   "Your rally is over?"

   "Probably." Archerev said: "Everyone is hungry, and the deputy team has left. There is no need to waste time here. Now is a good time to hunt."

"Understood."

  Su Mingan stepped forward and helped Kassan up.

  Kasan's leg bone seemed to be broken, and he staggered when he stood up.

   He looked at Xiaona, who was lying on the ground in a coma, as if he wanted to keep her in his mind forever, and carefully traced her appearance with his eyes.

   "Xiaoxiao." Archerev called to Sumingan from behind: "I'll wait for you at the door of the house. After sending him off, remember to come back. I have something to tell you."

  Su Mingan did not respond.

   He escorted Kassan to the stairs, then turned around abruptly.

   In his hand, two white solids flew up.

  The solid objects flew toward the seat of the Soul Race, like two white pills.

   (end of this chapter)