"You think I wanted to keep losing battles..."
Zhen Bei's mood was low, his eyes filled with suppressed despair.
"I wanted so badly to defeat those invaders whose heads were full of savage slaughter, to give everything I had and cut down enemy after enemy. But after one group was killed, another came, never-ending, while fewer and fewer of my comrades remained. In the end, I was the only one left..."
"I couldn't protect my comrades, family, or friends. I hate my own helplessness. Why couldn't I win?"
"Maybe I was too weak. Maybe, when savage invasion came, fewer and fewer people were willing to stand up. No matter what, I really, truly did my best. I really, truly had no strength left..."
Zhen Bei squatted down and clutched his head in both hands, consumed by self-blame, frustration, and regret.
Bai Yujun remained silent.
She looked back with Gaze into the Past. In nine lives, he had fought until his strength was exhausted and died in battle. No one could endure such pain.
Sometimes, being reborn with one's memories was not a good thing. It was not nearly as wonderful as imagined. Besides, all nine lives had been shaped by the fate of military Killing Intent, making the burden unbearably heavy.
Perhaps this was the unavoidable, predestined path the Military God had to walk to rise.
Bai Yujun sighed helplessly. It would have been best if Zhen Bei awakened on his own. After resolving the demons' invasion of Earth, he could have gone directly to the Immortal Domain to wage war. But he was truly too tired. Perhaps her arrival had changed something, and she now had to help him cross this trial. The consequence was that he would need more time to temper himself.
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