What this Combat God remembered most deeply was still the battlefield.
The slaughter on the battlefield had left it on the brink of death several times. As for who its enemies were, it had no idea. There had been too many of them—various civilizations and all kinds of creatures. They were like tools. No one told them where the enemies came from or what their purpose was. They were simply brought to the battlefield and told to kill.
Every Combat God longed to leave the battlefield through Military Merit.
This was indeed rather similar to the Backside Battlefield of the Tree Starry Sky on the Fifth Continent.
The battle that had left the deepest impression on it was related to Eternal Life. An Eternal Life had fallen nearby after suffering severe injuries. At that moment, the conflict in its heart had left the deepest impression of its entire life. It had wanted to kill that Eternal Life to obtain immense Military Merit, but it had also feared being killed by that Eternal Life.
After only a moment of hesitation, that Eternal Life had left without looking at it from beginning to end.
It was glad it had not attacked. Otherwise, it would certainly have died.
Lu Yin withdrew from the consciousness fusion. A Combat God was a Cross Tribulation cultivator, and its life had been extremely long. He could not view everything and could only search for the important parts.
He continued fusing with them.
He pointed out a finger and rolled the die.
This feeling was too comfortable. There was no limit on the number of rolls. No matter how bad his luck was, he could always roll the number he needed.
Six.
Looking at the clusters of light, there was no real point in choosing. They were all