Slash the spirit behind the red pupil

After a few days of getting along, the three beast warriors have gotten used to the presence of Ling Moyin behind their general, Esdeth.

It is also normal for Mo Yin to practice controlling his own ghost state outside, even if Mo Yin is carelessly blown away by the wind, Esdes will hold Mo Yin in time, so that Mo Yin will not be blown away by the wind.

But the peaceful life will be broken eventually, after all - this is the battlefield!

And their task of suppressing foreign nations is still going on.

【Ah... Is the war about to start...】 Looking at the solemn expressions on the faces of the patrolling soldiers, Mo Yin couldn't help sighing.

War... Even if I am in the military camp now, but for war... Sure enough, I still can't adapt to it?

[In the past few days, the foreign races have made moves, and I will also play in person at that time, so you can stay in the room honestly. 】

Looking at the girl, Estes resolutely rejected the idea of ​​bringing the girl to the battlefield.

She is not suitable for the occasion...

【Ah... that's fine too. 】Mo Yin obediently nodded in response. Anyway, he was the five scum of the war, and he would at most act as a bystander when he went to the battlefield.But fortunately, she is in a ghost state, otherwise, when she encounters danger, she can only hehe——

While preparing for the war, the foreign nation on the other side finally made a move. Esdes, who was reported by his subordinates, put on his cloak, strode up to the soldiers, lowered the brim of his hat slightly, and Esdes looked Glancing at the rear window——

Unsurprisingly, with a pair of eyes watching.It’s just that there are too many emotions in those eyes—uneasy, nervous, apprehensive…

Smiling at the owner of those eyes, Esdeth rode on his horse and left the military base with all the soldiers.

Looking at the back of Estes leaving, Mo Yin sighed again.

Are you nervous?The goddess is so tough, she should feel silent mourning for the foreign nation!

Thinking of this, Mo Yin no longer looked out the window.It slowly floated to the table, and there was a notice on it that issued an order to suppress other ethnic groups.

Repression...

Recalling the final tragic end of those foreign races in the comics, Mo Yin's heart sank.

Floating to the window again, the sky is still so blue and so vast...

Here, Estes took all the soldiers and left the base, looking at the alien race with grim faces in the distance.

The corners of Estes' mouth raised slightly, the war...! It's finally about to start again!

Thinking of this, Esdeth's eyes flashed a ray of light called fanaticism.

Unlike Esdeth's excitement, the aliens only feel terrible!

That devilish woman! !

Killed so many of their compatriots!No matter what, we have to fight hard today! !

They have no way out!

They cannot back down! !

Never! !

[The lackeys of the empire!go to hell! 】Accompanied by the roar of foreign nations, the war has begun!

【Hmph... So the weak are the weak!No matter how barking!Can't change this fact! ] Hearing the roar of the alien race, Esdeth raised his hand and dozens of ice thorns appeared, instantly killing all the alien races within three meters in front of him!

【Ahhh! ! 】Seeing this scene, the foreign race is even more frantic to fight their enemies desperately!

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it looks like I'm going to upgrade again today!a ha ha ha! 】Accompanied by a rough and unrestrained laughter, Daidara started to charge with a half-height giant ax! !

【I can't stand him...】Looking at the sprinting Daidala, Xiaomiao said helplessly,【However, our stage is now! 】

Looking at the foreign race rushing towards him, Xiao Miao smiled and picked up the flute in his hand—the strange and low voices spread throughout the battlefield.

【snort!It's just a dying struggle! 】Liwa looked at the alien race in front of him coldly, then raised his hand and a jet of water flew towards the alien race he was rushing towards.

With the passage of time bit by bit, the war has gradually intensified, and the balance of victory has been tilted towards the empire.

The foreign nations who sensed that the situation was not right retreated one after another, leaving behind the imperial soldiers who shouted victory.

【Hmph... Are you retreating again? 】Looking at the departing foreign peoples, Esdes pouted and left with the soldiers.

[Victory...! 】

Even though Mo Yin stayed in the room, with the ghost's hearing ability, she still heard——

Won!

But having said that, since becoming a ghost, her hearing, vision, smell, and perception have become very sensitive...

Even, as long as she wants, she can perceive the frightening murderous aura on Esdeth...

Even if she never showed a murderous look in front of her eyes.

Mo Yin came back to his senses and flew into the air through the wall, floating in midair.

He stared straight at the gate, and soon, the figure of Estes in the front appeared in sight——

She is back safely, her goddess is big.Although she doesn't know what the battle situation is like on the battlefield, she can only face the war most intuitively through TV dramas. At that time, even though she knew it was a prop acting, she still felt worried and nervous for those soldiers who did not care about their own lives.

But now, she is in the real battlefield, not a dream, nor a play!

As long as one is not paying attention, he will really sleep in that cold and cruel place forever...

But her goddess Da Da...has long been accustomed to war...no, even to the point of liking it.

Inexplicably, she suddenly thought of a sentence - others can only understand your experience, but not your mood.

She understood the goddess' past, but she couldn't understand her feelings at that time...

Inexplicably, she felt a dull pain in her heart——

Estes, who noticed something strange, looked up and saw the girl floating in mid-air with a faint smile on her face.

Estes raised the corners of his mouth happily, it feels good...

The unhappiness in my heart was swept away, and all that was left was the faint but gentle smile on the girl's face.

The author has something to say: Regarding the past of the goddess Da Da, I express that I really want to send the blade to the author. . . QAQ. .