Demon Lord 3

Wen Qihua wanted to come over and support his wife, but I stopped him. I told him not to act rashly. This matter is not over yet. We are still on a mission. If the revenge over there is not taken, we might step on a landmine and everyone will die. We must calm down and think carefully to see what evidence the other party has. I asked him if there is any organization or association in this world that is specifically designed to make those people surrender, or a suicide squad that makes those people use hatred to do something. He thought about it, shook his head and said that he didn’t know anything about it. He thought of his brothers and said that if his brothers were still there, this incident would not have happened. But now that his brothers are gone, many forces can no longer be suppressed. He has to work harder to suppress these forces. He felt a little regretful. Perhaps it was because of him that he killed those brothers. If he could think about it carefully and let those brothers work well by his side, even if he worked hard to explain to those brothers not to embezzle or covet the people’s things, this matter might Perhaps it would be over, the past forgotten. After all, it was a war chronicle, no one would question it. Yet he held on to it, pursuing policies that only cared about the people. Yet, his brothers died on the battlefield. He had previously believed he would fight his entire life, but now he understood that war is full of hatred, that war is to be hated. He had previously believed he couldn't live without it, that it was war that made him who he was. Later, he realized that it was the people's support that made him who he was. War itself was cruel, and he wanted to stay away from it. Over the years, he had forgotten all about it. Numb from the war, from the deaths of his companions and friends over the years, he had begun to not hate it. Perhaps he understood that the people around him could be replaced again and again, but without war, he didn't know what to do. He wasn't a qualified leader, but he was a military strategist. He could be exceptionally skilled in the military, a god of war in battle. But one day, when the war finally ended, what would he do with his life? A wife, children, could he shoulder the responsibilities of a husband? And then there was him, and his parents in hiding. Would those parents be hidden forever? Did he have to do this to save his family's lives? Thinking of this, he nearly burst into tears, but he couldn't. He had caused all of this, yet it wasn't all his fault. War had been going on since he was a child, and he had nearly died before, but back then, no one cared about him. Yet, he always cared about others. He believed his abilities, his talents, weren't enough to protect his family. So he refused to admit he was a genius, or that he was better than others. But over the years, he had become a true genius, a level no one could reach. But so what? It still couldn't protect his family and friends. Now, his wife and unborn child were being put at risk. Without everyone's involvement, this might be exposed. But what about those people? Who were these so-called massacres, these so-called enemies, those who wanted to kill them? Perhaps it was a past grudge. In war, there are always enemies. If he doesn't kill the enemy, the enemy will kill him. On the battlefield, he happened to kill someone, and perhaps that person's child is the one he's now seeking revenge. He can't blame the child, after all, the child is innocent. But he also can't blame the person he killed, because that person doesn't understand why the child would be so hostile to him. Perhaps war is cruel, but can he just ignore the murder of his loved ones? Seeing his future power surpass all others, how could he not avenge his loved ones? Perhaps the only thing this child has wanted in all these years is to avenge his parents, even if it means his own death, so that he can see his family again. The most advantageous plan isn't to cultivate a bunch of immortals to fight the war, but to incite hatred among those who hold grudges, so that everything can proceed smoothly. If you ask me, would I do such a thing? I shake my head and say no. I won't exploit hatred. If I have hatred, I can avenge it myself, but I can't let others exploit it.