Doomsday: I Have Infinite Legion

Chapter 303

Yang Yue's voice was a little cold, and the four words echoed in the dead wood forest.

"Cannibalism? In my eyes, you are no different from a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered!"

The girl's voice was very calm, it seemed that this kind of thing was not done for the first time.

"Actually, at the beginning, I sympathized with you refugees, but now it seems that you refugees don't need to sympathize!"

The same tone was a bit cold. He originally wanted to help these refugees, but he didn't expect that these people could even abandon the bottom line of being a human being in order to survive.

Can such a person still be called a human being?Yang Yue is very curious, so he hasn't made a move yet, just to know these people, what else does he want to do next?
If it is really cruel and feeds on people, then he will not be merciful.

Refugees certainly deserve sympathy, but he will not have the slightest sympathy for those refugees who feed on people, because these people can no longer be called human beings.

"So what about eating people, it's not the first time we've done this kind of thing!"

"In this precarious age where everyone is in danger, what's the point of cannibalism? As long as I can survive, even my parents won't hesitate at all."

"There is no absolute fairness in this world, only the law of the jungle and the strong!"

"The nobles and monks were so ruthless when they drove us refugees away. Don't we even have the qualifications to live now?"

The girl's words were a little crazy, and it didn't seem like what an eleven or twelve-year-old girl could say.

"Is it because of this that you choose to eat human flesh?" Yang Yue asked, he was calm and not in the slightest hurry.

"Isn't that enough? Cultivator! What an ugly face, he thinks he is superior, and he can abandon us mortals at will!"

The girl kicked Yang Yue's body, but he didn't resist, because it was nothing to him at all.

How much harm could a little girl with no cultivation at all cause him?
"Look at me! Look at them! They were all abandoned by you so-called monks, so-called strong men!"

Her voice was a little hoarse, her eyes were bloodshot, and she was complaining one sentence at a time, dissatisfied with the world, dissatisfied with the monks.

Yang Yue didn't speak, just sat on the ground and listened to her story quietly.

But the more he looked like this, the more uneasy the girl felt.

Because the people she hunted before, whether they are monks or other refugees, will show fear and fear at this moment.

But Yang Yue didn't, he didn't seem to be a prey, but a hunter!
The girl shook her head and shook off the unrealistic thoughts in her mind.

This must be an illusion. The monk in front of him has lost all mobility, like fish on a chopping board, without any threat at all.

She stabilized her mind, and then said: "What are you waiting for? Kill him! Anyone who dares to take half a step back, I will kill him!"

The girl looked at the fearful boys behind her, her eyes were so fierce that no one dared to look directly at them.

Finally, under the oppression of the girls, the boys chose to compromise.

The fear in his eyes also completely turned into a desire for food.

They were really hungry. It had been an unknown amount of time since they last had food.

It might be three, five, or seven days. They vaguely remembered that the gods ate the leftover carrion by eating tree roots.

As long as it is something that can keep them alive, no matter what it is, they will eat it, not for anything else, just to survive.

"Damn it! It's not the first time anyway! So what about a monk! In my eyes, it's just a piece of food!"

A boy shouted, and under his influence, more and more people walked towards Yang Yue.

"I think you have a reason for what happened, I can give you a chance, if I stop now, I won't kill you!" Yang Yue said.

"Don't listen to him! It's just a waste of time! Kill him!"

The uneasiness in the girl's heart became more and more intense, and hurriedly drove those refugees to do it.

They were really hungry, how could they hear Yang Yue's words at this moment.

All of them rushed towards Yang Yue like hungry wolves.

Some of them use sharp stones, some use sharp branches, and some directly bite with their teeth.

It's just that no matter how hard they try, they can't hurt even half a hair of Yang Yue.

"Hey! I gave you a chance! Since you are determined to seek death, then I will give you a ride!"

Yang Yue was invulnerable to all poisons, the girl's medicine might be effective for other monks, but it had little effect on him.

As early as when she revealed her true form, Yang Yue had already recovered, but he never made a move.

Even if he can't use his spiritual energy, he can easily crush everyone present with his physical body alone.

He is different from ordinary monks, and he is not just talking about magic and martial arts.

"How could this be! Why are you not affected by the power of the medicine?"

The girl looked surprised. She obtained this medicine from a powerful alchemy monk. She used it several times in a row, and almost all of them failed.

But I don't know why, when it came to Yang Yue, it didn't work.

"Sorry! I forgot to tell you! I am immune to all poisons!"

With a little force from his body, he directly sent those refugees flying with red eyes.

Then a long sword was condensed in his hand, several sword lights flashed, and the heads of those people were all cut off by him.

Although I sympathize with them, but living like this without a soul and numbness, it is better to end the rest of my life early.

"now you!"

Yang Yue held the sword in his hand and walked towards the girl step by step.

The girl clenched her fists and lowered her head. At this point, she had nothing to fear.

"Why? Don't we deserve to live?"

She raised her head suddenly, her eyes were bloodshot and her expression was crazy.

Yang Yue stopped suddenly, listening to the girl's words quietly.

"I've been a refugee since I was born! I've followed my parents since I was a child, hiding here and there on this hopeless terracotta soil! Just to avoid being discovered by the gods!"

"When I was five years old, my mother starved to death! I saw with my own eyes that my father ate her flesh and drank her blood!"

"That was also my first time, eating people! Do you know what it feels like?"

"But what did I do wrong? I just want to live! Do refugees deserve to die?"

The girl's voice became louder and louder until finally it was almost a howl with all her strength.

"No! You did the right thing. Even refugees have the qualifications and rights to live, but you are wrong! You messed with me!"

"what!"

The girl seemed a little unable to believe what she heard.

"I said, it's your fault that you messed with me!"

"So, since life is so painful, why don't you just go there! In your next life, don't be a refugee anymore!"

Yang Yue didn't give the girl a chance to speak. He stepped forward suddenly and used Feihong Tuxue. The sword in his hand had already scratched the girl's neck.

She clutched her severed trachea helplessly, but the blood still couldn't stop gushing out.

"I am right."

The girl spat out three words indistinctly, and Yang Yue couldn't bear the stubbornness that flashed in her eyes.

What's wrong with being human?

(End of this chapter)