In fact, Kuntasha didn't want to kill those people in her heart, she just wanted to get out of this ghost place as soon as possible.

Although these people were aliens from the Dark Continent, they were all old, young, women and children after all, and they were unarmed. Killing them was against Quintassa's conscience.

At this moment, there were bursts of roaring shouts and curses outside the cave. Apparently, some other aliens nearby found their tracks and chased after them to besiege and kill them.

What was disturbing was that Quintasha could faintly hear that strange, low-pitched roar in the distance—the voice of a giant dragon.

Gudos's undead army had no fear, their bloodthirsty eyes seemed to see their prey, and they roared and rushed out almost in a moment, fighting with these alien warriors.

The seemingly powerful and invincible Kunting Undead can only scare passers-by at night. But in this bright sun, in front of the barbaric alien warriors, their disadvantages are obvious: stupid heads, stiff bodies, brute force but unable to get close to cunning opponents.

Moreover, as long as the opponent is familiar with the action mode of the undead, they can easily avoid the fierce attack - after all, they were not very powerful in life, and although their strength is greatly enhanced after death, their minds are even lower.

Kuntasha could see clearly that if they were not careful, they might end the mission of the Northern Expedition ahead of schedule and turn into broken corpses on the gravel road.

In desperation, Kuntasha couldn't care less. In the biting cold air, she instantly transformed into a **** form and launched a terrifying sonic attack.

In an instant, the silent sound waves spread and distorted in space, and the snowflakes stirred up on the ground seemed to have self-awareness, turning into sharp knives one after another. In the blink of an eye, the vanguard of foreign races that rushed from outside the temple were drowned in a sea of ​​blood.

The rest of the aliens opened their mouths wide, with horror in their eyes, they all ran away as if they had seen a ghost.

However, compared with the speed of sound waves, how fast can they escape?

The alien team of hundreds of people did not leave a single survivor, and all fell in a pool of blood. The viscera exploded, the death was miserable, and the scarlet liquid covered the ground.

The snowflakes became their shrouds, and the blood condensed into bright red ice edges.

When everything calmed down, Kuntasha panicked and subconsciously turned around to see the corpses all over the ground, only to realize that even the innocent children in the temple had been killed by herself.

His heart was extremely shocked, and he regretted it unceasingly.

Kuntasha couldn't take it anymore, as if as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind would be filled with the pleading face of the mother, as well as the helpless and horrified eyes of the child.

Along the way, he first blamed himself and said nothing, but soon realized something.

He began to keep questioning Gudos, why he was so indifferent to life, and why he ordered him to commit murder.

Gudos looked at Quintasha with a stern face, but he didn't expect that this guy who looked like a slave in his eyes would dare to doubt his motives.

"Wars are supposed to be like this. We are fighting against barbaric alien races. You'd better understand this first. Besides, didn't you kill these people with your own hands?"

Facing Gudos' provocative answer, Quintessa became even more at a loss.

Finally, he asked Gudos with an angry face, "How many more people do you want to kill? What exactly do you want?"

"Power! True power never comes to the strongest, the brightest, the quickest. It comes to the man who will do whatever it takes to get it."

Gudos's answer was straightforward, without looking back at all, and said lightly.

In his eyes, the lives of these people are far less than the "great things" he will accomplish. The opponent is an enemy, and this is enough reason to kill them.

Letting any enemy go is a hidden curse, and killing innocents is a matter of course.

Not only that, but he also asked Kuntasha: "If it were you, how would you choose?"

Quintasha was stunned, completely unable to understand what Gudos said.

He only knew that Gudos was a great and talented psychic with many powerful abilities. He can even acquire the abilities of man-made gods like Kuntasha and control their consciousness when he is close to them.

At this time, Quintasha has not realized that Gudos is not only a lunatic obsessed with massacre and destruction, but also a soul controlled by ancient forces.

He just vaguely felt that Gudos had an evil personality different from others.

After hesitating for a long time, Kuntasha finally made up her mind to leave Gudos, not wanting to be the accomplice of the madman anymore.

It's like a young man who is suddenly rebellious, the violent fluctuations in his emotions make him painful, and his mind gradually matures in the pain.

So, Kuntasha told the other party her decision without hesitation.

"I'm leaving this place!"

"leave?"

Relying on the will tempered by anger and brutality, Gudos suppressed the waves in his heart, and his answer was blunt.

"You are so ignorant. To tell you the truth, I am your creator. All the plans of the Kunting people are under my control. If you don't listen to me, who else can you listen to? When I go back, I will also Create more artificial gods and completely change the world."

"That's your business, not mine."

"Nothing to do with you?"

Gudos looked at Quintasha coldly, stretched out his hand and pointed back, and said, "You have absorbed the power of those dead guys, but now, you actually say that it has nothing to do with you?"

"But I'm different from you! You don't even spare your own people, including innocent women and children," Quintasha retorted firmly, "You can't explain this to the high-level empire, they won't I will let you lead the team again, and I will not approve your atrocities!"

"Come on, when you have the ability to change the world, you don't need anyone's approval."

Gudos seemed to be a different person when he spoke.

His face was distorted and ferocious, as if some power was about to move in his body, he looked like a lone star from the sky.

"Sorry, I may not be as well-informed as you, but I think it's wrong to do so. Maybe you can kill innocent people, but I can't."

Kuntasha's tone is firm, UU reading www.uukanshu. com has already made up his mind to leave this person, and has no interest in his rhetoric of changing the world.

"Hoo hoo—"

"A man-made **** also mourns for human souls?"

Seeing that Kuntasha could not be persuaded, Gudos had cold eyes and said with a sarcastic smile, "It's unbelievable, you seem to have forgotten how you were born. You are just a shell with a soul, and you can't understand a great man. It's normal to have the ambition to change the world."

"..."

Seeing that Quintasha didn't respond, Gudos continued, "But you have to know, I'm different from you. I exist for this!

Inspired by the ancient mysterious power that no one knows, I have mastered the method to transform the power of the soul into permanent power. Just find the secret treasures guarded by the dragon clan in the holy mountain, and make them into a rune matrix, and add a small amount of blood to nourish... Heh, these unique formulas can open up the endless changes of the rune matrix and become the energy that can be driven by people. "

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