"The mutant is too strong, I need more helpers, I need strength!"
The man's figure was hunched, but there was only unyielding anger in his eyes.
He reviewed his life over and over again, trying to find a way to gain strength.
He was unwilling to do so.
He saw the royal city destroyed twice, and his wives and daughters in this world died in two batches.
This kind of pain, he vowed never to repeat.
"Strong faith...The rules of this world seem to be obtained through firm faith..."
"I wasn't that strong before I entered this secret realm..."
"What's the principle... is it to keep persisting?"
The remaining soldiers were defeated, and the last few soldiers who followed him were like old men, struggling to find food for him.
"Your Majesty, please eat some..."
His eyes were downcast.
Since the fall of the empire that day, most of the soldiers who followed him and escaped have been killed in battle.
Everything seems to be hopeless.
The whole world is in disaster.
Didn't take the food.
The man looked at the swaying bonfire in front of him. In the darkness, there seemed to be a glimmer of understanding in his eyes.
"Faith...firmness...what does it mean..."
After a long time, he suddenly raised his head, looked at the water bag on the horse in the distance and said to himself.
"I will definitely get the water in ten minutes!"
...
Ten minutes later, a water bag was held in the man's hand, and beside him were puzzled soldiers.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
They didn't understand how the king could be like a madman, constantly giving himself "orders" and then doing them?
Not paying attention to the soldiers' doubts, the man quickly said what he was going to do in the future as if he was crazy.
"In one minute! I'm going to put out the fire!"
"In two minutes, I'm going to move a stone!"
"In five minutes, I'm going to kill that horse!"
....
Covered in hot horse blood, the man slowly drew out the blade amid the horrified look on the soldier's face.
The body shape is rickety.
But at this moment, he seemed to have regained some vitality.
Like a sculpture, he suddenly laughed out loud and looked at the soldier without hesitation:
"In one minute, I will cut off the fingers of my right hand!"
"Stop me! Stop me at any cost!!"
"This is my order!"
....
Habitually following orders, the soldiers tried their best to trap the man.
They didn't understand how the always calm king could suddenly turn crazy.
Not only did they hold the man's hands tightly, but the man himself also twisted his arms in advance and buried his feet into the ground.
Like a schizophrenic, he is trying every means to stop himself.
One minute passed quickly.
The man whose hands were broken opened his mouth with broken teeth, his face twisted and he bit his fingers desperately.
The soldiers couldn't stop him, only he himself could.
His spine was twisted, and he fought for his last breath. He endured the huge self-inflicted pain and bit his fingers with his gums, trying to break off his fingers.
In vain, under the crazy self-hypnosis over and over again, the scimitar that was thrown away in the distance suddenly trembled.
"Cut it! I can definitely do it! I can definitely do it!"
"Whoa!"
The sword flashed and a finger fell to the ground.
Seeing the man suddenly showing strength that he had never possessed before, the soldier who caught him suddenly froze.
Laughing heartily, the man looked straight at his fingers that fell to the ground, laughing extremely happily:
"I... finally know...
"This world...the secret of power..."
at the same time.
Just like Lin An, who was standing in front of the man watching, his heart was shocked at this moment.
Enlightenment, incredible.
Lin An, like men, is aware of the power of rules in the secret world.

Chapter completed!