I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

Alicia reacted. She pulled Arthur, who was already panicking, and Mrs. Foster, who was paralyzed on the ground. The three of them supported each other and ran towards the back of the mountain behind the town.

They ran for a long time, gradually running away from the burning range of the flames. The three of them were breathing heavily, and the air was filled with a faint smell of phosphoric acid.

The three of them were silent for a while, as if they didn't believe what they were seeing was real.

Obviously last night, everyone attended a grand banquet together. People were singing and dancing, and everyone was very happy and joyful.

But today, it was such a scene of purgatory.

The entire city is like a huge fireplace, the pillars of fire and smoke are like dancing tentacles, and the streets not far away are like huge rivers of flames and smoke, flowing all the way to the center of the town.

Alicia was actually not surprised that the empire in the south would launch an attack on Britannia. Britannia had territorial disputes with it, and various frictions between the two occurred almost every year.

The national war is almost imminent, which is why her father must let her get married.

After her father's death, there will be chaos within Britannia when the regime changes. Invasion at this moment is the best opportunity.

A spiral of smoke spread over the city, and the cannons were illuminated by a sea of ​​flames.

The bomb landed in a residential area not far away.

It was about fifty meters away from where they were.

Rows of houses exploded continuously, like a string of firecrackers igniting the line of fire, and entire rows of roofs turned into rubble.

Alicia closed her eyes, and the sweat on her body was still blown by the dirty and hot sea breeze. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes, whether because of fear or other emotions.

She looked at Mrs. Foster. She had lost her soul and her eyes were empty.

"Madam, you still have a child. For the sake of the child, you have to cheer up. Everything is not settled yet. There is still hope." Alicia said calmly.

Mrs. Foster came back to her senses. She touched her belly. The soul in her belly gave her some courage. She looked at Alicia and said.

"Let's keep running."

"No." Alicia shook her head, "Arthur and I plan to go back."

"Go back?" Mrs. Foster was a little surprised.

"You keep running. Brittania's support is not that fast. It is inevitable that this town will be occupied. If you can, run to the nearby Heike City."

Mrs. Foster seemed to want to say something when she heard Alicia speak seriously.

"Don't worry, we'll be fine."

Mrs. Foster thought of the man standing on the clouds during the "God War" just now.

She was extremely certain that that person was the "Xia" who gave her the bracelet before.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Foster nodded to her, and then trotted along with the crowd. Although the sadness still lingered in her heart, she had to be brave for the sake of the child in her belly.

"Alicia, do we really want to go back?" Arthur asked in shock.

"The door in the castle can directly keep us away from here. There is no safer place than there. With Calcifer here, the house should not be damaged by cannonballs."

Alicia said calmly.

Arthur nodded. He was not stupid and knew this was the best choice.

They returned to the small town. The enemy's purpose was not to massacre the entire town, so the probability of a second round of shelling was low.

The surrounding houses were still burning, the scorching heat waves hit their cheeks, and the sounds of bombings and burning flames still came one after another.

Among them, there were also mixed the wails of people and the sound of gunfire.

It seemed that the defenders nearby had reacted and were fighting with them.

The two men and the beast walked through the ruined town, the air filled with the disgusting smell of burnt corpses and thick smoke.

The people around were disgraced, some were crying, and some were still running away like headless flies.

A middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties or forties was frantically digging through the ruins on the street. The shape of the house was almost invisible, and it was all charred wood, earth and stone. He was shouting two names. , it sounds like it should be his wife and daughter.

A young man tried to stop the father and give him some verbal advice.

The father ignored the young man and continued digging with empty eyes, as if his own soul was buried inside. His fingers were dripping with blood, but he remained tireless.

The scorching flames were burning on the building beside him, crumbling. Arthur noticed this and shouted loudly.

"The house is falling apart, leave now!"

The young man reacted and wanted to pull the man away, but he broke free from the young man's hand.

He just hugged the ruins of dirt in front of him and cried bitterly.

Finally, the house could no longer hold up and collapsed. The young man subconsciously took a few steps back. The man was swallowed up by the flames almost in the blink of an eye.

Everyone around looked at this scene blankly, including Arthur.

The man's death was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, shattering Arthur's last inner defense.

He fell to his knees with a plop. He looked around and looked at the dead people around him.

The endless sound of gunfire was mixed with countless hysterical cries and wailings.

Houses that collapsed due to shelling were still smoking, and the tenants who were killed were lying at the door.

The streets that were bustling with people just a few hours ago are now ghost streets strewn with dead bodies and bloodstains everywhere.

Arthur sees the body of Hank, the old man who chatted with Mr. Foster at the party.

But he saw the bodies of many children, some four or five years old, just like him. Some of them were playing with him a few days ago. Some were burned by the fire, and some had a broken chest. Big hole.

An old woman was caressing the feet of a child with a big hole in his chest, muttering.

"Dead, all dead."

A father was holding his daughter, who was under six years old, crying bitterly. She was covered in blood, her eyes were empty, and she had lost all life.

She was wearing a beautiful yellow floral skirt, and the parts of her young face that were not stained with blood were smooth and tender. She looked like she should have been well cared for by her parents, like a little princess.

However, her life was forever fixed on this day.

Feeling the smell of blood and burning in the air, tears fell involuntarily from his trembling eyes.

He raised his head and looked at the silent Alicia beside him, and asked tremblingly.

“Why, Alicia, why do they kill so many people?

What are they doing wrong?

Why did you die here?

Mr. Foster's wife has just become pregnant, and he is working hard to save enough money for his child to go to college.

Mr. Hank's son who is studying abroad will come back soon. He has been miserable for so long and will soon live a good life.

They obviously work very hard in life, have done nothing wrong, and are even very kind.

Why would anyone treat such people like this? "

Facing Arthur's question, Alicia remained silent. She could not give an answer, or in other words, could not give an answer that a ten-year-old child could accept.

"Human beings are inherently creatures with a strong desire for self-destruction."

A voice came from beside him.

Alicia and Arthur turned their heads together, and saw Char standing behind them at some point. His face was a little pale, but he looked like he had a beard and a tail.

Seeing this, Alicia breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, standing next to Xia always brought her a sense of security.

Char looked around, then looked at Arthur.

"You know, kid, throughout the history of mankind, the animals that have killed the most humans are not tigers, lions or other beasts.

But human beings themselves. "