It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

If that's the case, then there are clues.

It would be best if I could just direct the blade-shaped flame in another direction by using the right angle, just like I did just now. Although it's easy to say, there's no clue how to do it.

What's more, given his physical condition, he could probably only swing the sword once or twice more.

Despite this, I had no choice but to go.

Seeing the new blade-shaped blue flame about to reach him, Bai Lin clenched his right hand and slashed horizontally with one hand. A large amount of flame instantly broke away from the blade and formed a flame curtain in front of him. This kind of flame had no solid function, and the blue flame passed through it easily.

Has this human finally gone mad? The Blue Flame Minotaur breathed a sigh of relief, but, just to be safe, it swung its sword twice more before finally feeling relieved and gradually waiting for the flame curtain to disappear.

After Bai Lin swung his sword, he immediately assumed a Shang Xiang Duan stance. The flames quickly reorganized into a long sword, with the tip of the blade pointing directly at the green flame in front.

Weak point, just find the weak point. Since this green flame takes the earth as its root, then I will uproot you!

He lowered his center of gravity, put his right foot forward, and the flaming blade collided violently with the green flame the moment it was swung.

"One, two." She counted silently in her mind. Her limit was to withstand three flames. She had to take action the moment the third one arrived.

"It's this moment!" Bai Lin, who felt the impact, lifted the blade upwards. The light blade was instantly split in the middle. A small part turned into an irregular shape and flew to both sides, then exploded.

Without a form, no matter what color your flame is, it's still just an ordinary flame. Bai Lin leaped high into the air and raised his blade from the side.

Although I can't use my flames to perform any long-range attacks, I can still use my speed and strength to change my shape.

It's so easy.

Thank you so much for providing me with the "ammunition".

The blade drew a perfect arc downwards from the air, and a green flame blade twice as large as the opponent's flew towards the minotaur from the air at a rapid speed.

The Minotaur's pupils shrank as the flame blade approached. It could never have imagined that this human could survive and even use his own blue flame to fight back. It quickly raised its knife to block it.

However, the green flames covering its entire body harmed it, and the shock and pain from the explosion nearly caused it to faint. The minotaur took two steps back, but eventually managed to stand still.

"Die!" This was almost the most difficult run in Bai Lin's life, but she still took this opportunity without hesitation to cut off the attack. Leaning forward, the target was locked.

Large mouthfuls of blood spurted out of Bai Lin's mouth; his body had reached its limit.

But victory is right in front of us, how can we stop here?

She jumped up with a slightly shaky step, and the blade turned back into its original short sword. It was obvious that the maintenance time of that form was limited.

But it didn't matter anymore. Klein had already inflicted a deep wound on its weak spot. Bai Lin thrust her two blades forward, piercing its entire left chest. Then, with great effort, she began to slash with her blades, finally pushing the Blue Flame Minotaur aside and landing on the ground. The Blue Flame Minotaur then collapsed heavily.

Because the distance was too close, Bai Lin's body was ignited with bursts of green flames, but she raised the knife without hesitation. She could no longer see what was in front of her, but she knew that there was an enemy in front of her.

"Who's next?"

Imagine a person covered in blood, who had just completed a massacre in front of you. Even if she looked like a beautiful girl or an angel, wouldn't you be afraid of her?

The ignited blue flames seemed to be building momentum for Bai Lin. The minotaurs, whose leader had been slain, finally had their last line of defense broken. The few remaining enemies fled in panic. This time, their footsteps were even more rapid than when they were chasing.

When everything returned to peace, Bai Lin collapsed to the ground, extremely weak. The sky was a faint pale light, as if announcing her victory. But she knew very well that she had already lost the moment Klein died in battle.

“…It’s a little cold.”

Even as the flames burned her body, a coolness continued to flow through her. Bai Lin's sense of pain had already numbed, and all she wanted now was a good night's sleep. Before she completely died, she seemed to see a night-blooming cereus bloom before her eyes.

"Is that you, Klein?"

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The village chief's heart was in a state of confusion. When he arrived at the scene, he saw a body that looked like the Son of God, covered in blood and ablaze with flames. But the body disappeared in the next instant.

Then something even more shocking happened. Pieces of debris suddenly appeared in front of him from the air, gradually forming the shape of the Son of God. Bai Lin closed his eyes tightly, lowered his head slightly, and clasped his hands in front of his chest.

The village chief's mouth twitched. Was this the power of the Holy Son? But now was not the time to dwell on this. He first observed the battlefield, then frowned.

What a brutal battle.

The sheer number and condition of the corpses alone revealed the depth of the struggle. However, the village chief scanned the area and found no sign of Klein. He longed to ask the Son of God, but felt the question would be awkward.

At this moment, Bai Lin opened his eyes.

"Eh? Is that so? I almost forgot I could be resurrected." Bai Lin muttered to herself as soon as she opened her mouth, then quickly fell silent again, her expression becoming depressed. She seemed not to notice the village chief's presence.

She looked at her feet. There was Klein's sword, and...

Cherish this quiet and capable Bai Lin

She's about to disappear.

Chapter 15 My name is Bai Lin

A flower.

Amidst the stone ground, seemingly corroded by something, a remarkably beautiful flower bloomed discordantly. The black mud that had easily corroded the stone had left the flower unharmed.

Bai Lin seemed to understand something. He put his hands together and bowed three times to the flowers.

Yes, this is where Crane rests.

"Sir Holy Son..." The village chief couldn't help but speak after all.

"What's the matter?" Bai Lin turned around and looked at the village chief with a calm tone. Although her body had returned to its peak state due to her rebirth, her spirit was already very exhausted.

The self-blame for her own incompetence, the phantom pain in her body, and the overwhelming amount of thoughts were gradually crushing her spirit. Bai Lin just wanted to log off quickly and rest for a while.

But I think I've already finished the tutorial, even though the difficulty and the script of this tutorial don't seem like a tutorial at all...

There is still no log out option.

Bai Lin, who had just woken up, felt a headache again.

If I continue to be trapped in this world, I will definitely go crazy. I died twice in just one day, and I still couldn't protect the people around me.

Surrounded by various factors, Bai Lin's way of thinking is now extremely pessimistic.

"First of all, thank you very much for your assistance in defending our village." The village chief's words brought Bai Lin back to his senses. "From what happened just now, it seems that you have died once before... Do you need to rest?"

"No need, my body is absolutely healthy after my rebirth, so there is no problem with movement for the time being." Bai Lin forced a smile, shrugged his shoulders, turned around, picked up the sword from the ground, and raised it in front of the village chief with both hands at chest level.

"I don't consider myself the Holy Son, the one who saviors the world. You'll understand after seeing this sword, Village Chief. I couldn't even protect one person, so how can I talk about saving the world? It's best for someone else to take on the role of the Holy Son. Please give this sword to her sister."

Bai Lin's tone was very cold. She was trying to use this method to create a negative impression on the other party, so as to achieve her goal of making the village chief ignore her. This way, she could find a way to get offline without any constraints.

"What nonsense!"

"Ah?" Bai Lin was caught off guard by the village chief's sudden roar and was startled.

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"Do you know how difficult it is to defeat a minotaur clad in blue flames? If it's in its prime, like the one you killed, even an entire village might not be able to defeat it alone. Our bows and arrows can't penetrate its fur, and we can't withstand its unreasonable and endless flames. Even if we succeed in getting close, few warriors can withstand its speed and power."

"If you are weak for defeating such a being, then what are we? Are you insulting the guards who are working so hard to protect this village?"

The village chief's tone sounded extremely excited, and his face seemed a little red.

"But, this is all Klein..."

"That was Klein's choice as a warrior! She chose to sacrifice her life to protect the village and her sister. Why should you feel guilty for her? Why should you trample on her noble spirit?" The village chief didn't even use honorifics. He angrily slammed the ground with his cane.

"If you truly shed tears for her death, then put away the sword and continue to fight with Klein's will. I don't force you to stay in the village, and I don't want a coward in the village who would infect others with his negative emotions."

After saying that, the village chief turned around and slowly walked towards the center of the village with his cane. What Bai Lin didn't see was that he wiped away his tears.

"If you have figured it out, go to the center of the village and gather." This was the last words left by the village chief.

Bai Lin froze in place, seemingly reflecting on the village chief's words. She calmly opened the taskbar and placed the sword in her backpack.

She probably understood what the village chief said, but Bai Lin was just being a little stubborn.

That is the power of that flame.

If only he could have awakened earlier, perhaps Klein wouldn't have died. Bai Lin had this thought from the beginning to the end.

However, the village chief was right. Who was he to deny Klein's choice? He seemed to have misunderstood Klein's mood when he cast that spell.

What she probably hopes is that I can live with her share.

There's nothing wrong with standing here. Next, let's go to the center of the village that the village chief mentioned.

Bai Lin took a step forward. Whether it was the place where the opponent's blue flames ignited or his own red flames, they were still burning. There was a lot of blood and corpses on the ground. This scene was probably hell.

And that white flower is quietly blooming in hell—

After exiting the hellish alley, they soon reached the center of the village. This time, there were fewer people gathered, especially the armored guards, who were only four left, and several of the leather-armored villagers were injured.

"Please sit down." After counting the number of people, the village chief glanced at Bai Lin, his eyes seemed to say "I'm very happy that you can come."

Bai Lin wasn't familiar with these villagers, so she tactfully sat at the edge. Ever since elementary school, she'd been fed up with summaries where one person spoke while a group sat at the table. Soon, using her relatively short stature as an advantage, she rested her chin on her knee with one hand, and grew bored.

The village chief first gave some clichéd praise and encouragement to everyone, and then talked about some issues with supplies in the village. Bai Lin was not very interested in these things, and she felt like she was about to fall asleep.

“…Our Holy Son finally arrived last night. She fought bravely and successfully defended the southeast area that was attacked unexpectedly! Lord Holy Son, please come up and introduce yourself to the villagers.” Just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard these words.

"Eh, me?" Bai Lin came to her senses and stood up, which made the villagers around her who saw her previous appearance feel suspicious.

"Is this guy the Son of God?" he thought.

Bai Lin walked to the front of the crowd in a daze. She felt a group of similar eyes cast at her. She gradually recalled the first time she met the villagers.

"Yes, my young body is still not very convincing." She cleared her throat and spoke in the least pleasant voice possible.

"My name is Bai Lin."

Chapter 16 Quarrel

"My name is Bai Lin."

It was a very simple self-introduction, without any fancy modifiers, and without choosing the opening remarks based on the occasion.

"As you can see, I'm just an 18-year-old girl. I don't know how to explain my identity to you. Maybe I'm the Son of God you're talking about, but I don't have the ability to save the world."

"Don't be so modest, Lord Saint." A younger-looking man in the armored ranks said with a smile, "You've done a remarkable job defending the southeast despite a traitor in your ranks. I don't even have the confidence to do that."

"Yeah," "He's right," and other echoes formed a sharp contrast with the previous "prejudice." It seemed that people were convinced that Bai Lin was the Son of God sent to save them.

"Not only that, the southeast was actually the direction hardest hit this time. At least ten Karsas attacked from the southeast, including one from the Blue Flame Karsas. Fortunately, they were all killed by the powerful Saint Son."

"Village chief, I think it's more direct to call them minotaurs..." The young man who had just spoken said again. He had just finished speaking when some blood flowed from his forehead.

The village chief opened his mouth to curse, but hurried forward to help the young man up. "You're such a jerk! You're clearly injured, so you don't need to come to the assembly." He cursed as he helped the young man away and said, "Son, say a few more words to everyone and then leave."

Then the village chief walked in another direction, and before leaving, he turned back and gave Bai Lin a firm look and a slightly mean smile.

Bai Lin felt a little headache and rubbed her head.

This village chief is also very dishonest...

The last time she spoke to so many people was when she was in junior high school. She didn't know what to say specifically when she was asked to say a few words.

"Um...can I ask a question?" A hand was raised in the back row, and a weak voice came out.

"Of course," Bai Lin replied. She was worried about how to develop the plot.

——Hurry up and find a way to log off, then go home and relax.

The hand that had been raised dropped, and a frail-looking young man stood up. Like everyone else here, he had black hair and dark eyes. He looked only about sixteen, with some scratches on his face. For some reason, he didn't look at Bai Lin, whether out of fear or something else.

"Sister Klein, where did you go? I didn't see her in the procession of transporting the injured, and you were with her, and you were the last to arrive..." The black-haired boy didn't continue. Bai Lin felt like he was about to break apart.

"Is that so..." Her mood, which was not very high to begin with, dropped even more in an instant.

No matter what, they still have to know the truth of the matter.

Bai Lin mustered up his courage and uttered those words that sounded like a spell.

"Klein is dead. He died at the hands of the Blue Flame Minotaur." Bai Lin's mood was a little complicated at this moment. She didn't dare to look at the villagers in front of her and turned her gaze elsewhere.

Then, a deathly silence fell. The villagers were silent. The only sound that could be heard was the boy's gnashing teeth.

"Oh...I understand." The boy sat down, and the atmosphere became more solemn.

The first thing to break the silence was a rough voice coming from the back row.

"I told you, this guy is not the Son of God at all. Our long night is not over at all. Damn it!" A bearded, uncle-like man stood up and left the team.

"Sean, where are you going?" Someone in the crowd seemed to be calling the uncle's name.

"Of course I'm going home to farm. What else can I do? I don't have time to have a tea party with a little girl like this." The uncle waved his hand and left the gathering place, muttering some complaints before leaving.

Although she had anticipated this situation, Bai Lin didn't react to his words. She only felt guilty towards Klein.

"You are right, but my brain is mine."

She probably faced the villagers' harsh words with this thought in mind.