Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

Inside the cocoon, after the spring had gone away, Yorisiwen took out the crystal, then took out his storage ring and crushed it hard.

There was nothing else in the storage ring except countless crystals. Those were what Patrick left behind and were their real target.

All those who cooperate with Tianquan because of greed, hidden senior officials, secret tycoons, those who seize power, and those who think they can sit back and relax and play with people's hearts.

As crystals exploded, figures appeared in the cocoons.

"Where is this? Am I not in prison?"

A middle-aged man who looked a little disheveled was puzzled.

He had just been detained by the interstellar law enforcement agency. It was painful for him to be transformed from Speaker to a prisoner overnight.

Where is he now?

"What the hell is this place?"

The man in the gorgeous bathrobe spoke, holding a glass of rich red wine.

The noisy and chaotic sounds mixed into a chaotic noise, instantly filling the empty base, and the empty cocoon became crowded.

The noble ladies in gorgeous gowns covered their mouths and noses in disgust, the dissolute officials rebuked loudly, and people of all kinds looked around in confusion.

A noble-looking man in the crowd squinted at Yorisven who was standing next to the device. He rubbed his eyes and pulled the person next to him:

"That... isn't that Yoli Siwen?"

"Why is he here?"

This exclamation finally woke up everyone, and the man in the bath towel walked over arrogantly.

"Hey, old man, where is this?"

Seeing that Yolisiwen didn't say anything, the man instantly became furious:

"Why are you so arrogant? Aren't you a hero of the garrison? Shouldn't you protect us?"

The woman who covered her mouth and nose also came out and said:

"General, we were brought here for no apparent reason. You must give us an explanation."

An elite man spoke up: "General, as the person in charge of the garrison base, I think you should explain the current situation?"

The chairmen of Tianquan seemed to have seen a savior. They gathered around, crying and pouring out their grievances.

"General, you don't know that those rebellious people from Blue Star led their men to encircle and suppress the Interstellar Alliance and beat us up directly."

"Yeah, those guys are simply not human. They said they brought gifts, but they fooled us, teleported the others away, and blew us up half to death."

"General, you have to avenge us and make those ignorant people pay the price!"

Yolisiwen didn't say anything, but just glanced outside the cocoon, and met Fang Zhixin's eyes across a long distance.

In a flash, Fang Zhixin seemed to understand something and stared at the shadowy figure inside with wide eyes.

She saw Yolisiwen stand up and cut off the head of the man in the bathrobe with a knife. The bloody head rolled among the crowd, and the broken wine glass lay in a pool of blood.

The smell of blood mixed with red wine filled the air. The head's eyes were still open, with a lingering arrogance that had not yet dissipated.

The throbbing blood vessels spurted blood, dyeing everyone's vision red.

"what!!"

Accompanied by a quick and sharp cry, blood shadows flew under the knife light, until the slightly transparent cocoon was completely dyed red.

"Yori Siwen, are you crazy?!"

What answered him was an extremely cold blade. Yolisiwen then raised his head and stared at the people in front of him with a distorted face.

"I've gone crazy a long time ago. I went crazy when my brothers couldn't return home. I went crazy when you guys forced me to be immobile with your righteousness!"

"You maggots deserve to die at the hands of us who sold our souls!"

Yorisiwen roared and roared like an unshakable giant and devil between heaven and earth, drawing his butcher knife towards the things he wanted to kill day and night.

Just like he had rehearsed in his mind every day, one knife after another, he killed all these people, killed everyone in front of him!

Heads rolled down one after another, thick blood stuck to the soles of the feet, and ferocious eyes stared at the people in front of them, approaching step by step.

"I think about killing you all every day, even if it means giving up everything I have!"

Yolisiwen grinned, but a turbid tear slid down his old cheek without him noticing.

He raised the knife and slashed it fiercely, ignoring the pleas of the man in front of him: "I am a sinner. In order to achieve my goal, I have killed many, many people, too many to count."

"Many, many families have been destroyed. Every night I can see those who died unjustly asking for my life."

"Sometimes, I was so numb that I killed people without even knowing why. Ordinary people, soldiers, what do you think I've survived for?"

"Tianquan is a tomb where you are gathered!"

The collapsed people shook their heads in fear. They had lost their ability to judge and could only wait for death like lambs to be slaughtered.

They have always regarded human life as worthless, but only when they face death do they realize that they are nothing more than flesh and blood.

If you are killed, you will die.

The land on the other side is still silent and desolate, with gray sky, gray clouds, but there is only one red cocoon beating.

The vibrating sound caused by the drum was like a sad soul crying out in the wilderness, not for those who were crying for help, but for the souls who were determined to embark on this road even though they knew they would die.

It is for those who have reached a dead end and are powerless, for those who have distorted their souls, turned into the existence they hate the most, and still do what they know is wrong.

Outside the cocoon is the silence that represents death, and inside the cocoon is the scream of fear before death.

Even though it was hundreds of miles away, Fang Zhixin could still see the giant red cocoon that was as big as a city and hear the mournful cry that sounded like weeping.

She could hear...those tearful words.

This is revenge, the unwilling revenge of those who have reached the end of their road, and the wrong path abandoned by idealists.

She finally understood why Gong Sui laughed when he heard that the Tianquan headquarters was destroyed, because they had no intention of letting those people go.

He finally understood why Gong Sui turned a blind eye to Mo Qili's death. He knew that each of them was unforgivable.

A cold wind blew past, and Fang Zhixin felt a tightness in his chest, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"If you want to be a villain, be thorough..."

What's wrong with raising an army against the Interstellar Alliance? What's wrong with launching a rebellion? You've given up everything, killed many innocent people, and destroyed so many planets. Why are you still holding on to the little bit of things in your heart? !

Why... so decisive.

“Because there is no hope.”

An old and heavy voice sounded beside his ears, and Fang Zhixin looked up at Quan.

Quan sighed softly: "They can't see any hope anymore. They have gone crazy."

"They don't believe that raising an army to rebel can change the situation. The tycoons and corrupt officials who are entangled with each other will seize the fruits of victory."

"So they chose the most extreme approach and turned into evil spirits born for revenge."