Xiao Tao had a high fever, and with various wound infections, her condition was critical.
Qi An took out a red pill and put it in her mouth. Xiao Tao asked, "Brother, what did you give me to eat?"
"Sugar," Qi An lied through his teeth.
Ata was surprised that the Demon King could be so tender and selfless. If he wasn't mistaken, it was the spiritual blood of Yazi.
It can bring the dead back to life and heal flesh and bones.
However, given Xiao Tao's current condition, if Qi An doesn't save her, she will undoubtedly die.
Soon, Tiedan found the clothes and had an older woman bring them in.
Qi An carried Xiao Tao on his back and was about to go out when he heard his aunt exclaim, "Girl, don't..."
It turned out that there was a girl who, after getting dressed, was overcome with grief and anger and prepared to commit suicide by banging her head against the wall.
Qi An teleported over in a flash and grabbed the girl's arm.
The older woman hugged the girl, crying as she pleaded, "You've survived so much, why do something foolish?"
The girls hugged each other and cried.
Qi An wasn't good at comforting people, and after a long pause, he finally managed to say, "It's good that you're alive. Just think of it as being bitten by a dog, and kill them."
Compared to life, some things are simply insignificant.
In times of war, being able to survive is the greatest fortune.
Compared to those who were tortured to death or buried alive, they were already very lucky.
After crying, the girls wiped away their tears and helped each other out of the cage.
Xiao Tao lay on Qi An's back and quickly fell asleep.
Having suffered so much and lived in constant fear, she hadn't had a proper night's sleep in a long time. Now, nestled on her brother's thin but warm back, the little girl finally fell asleep peacefully.
Qi An was relieved; at least the little girl's life had been saved, which could be considered as fulfilling half of her brother's wish.
When Xiao Tao woke up, she found that her brother was no longer by her side. The young man named Tie Dan and the aunt who had brought them clothes were watching over her.
"Auntie, where's my brother?"
Before his aunt could answer, Tiedan said with admiration, "The boss went to kill the Japanese devils and told us to take good care of you."
"Brother went alone?" Xiao Tao tried to get up anxiously, but her aunt held her down.
"You still have a fever, don't get up."
"It's alright, don't worry about the boss. Those Japanese devils are no match for him. You have no idea how powerful the boss is, he..."
Tie Dan began to tell Xiao Tao about Qi An's heroic deeds of killing Japanese soldiers as easily as crushing ants, his dark skin turning red with excitement.
In less than a day, many of them had become staunch followers of Qi An.
They firmly believed that with such a powerful and extraordinary person in their lives, it wouldn't be long before they could completely drive the Japanese invaders out of their homeland.
"Now you know. Anyway, don't be afraid, the boss will be fine."
Xiao Tao was stunned. This... this is really her brother?
With dozens of Japanese soldiers killed in succession, it won't be long before the Japanese superiors notice something amiss, and soon a large number of Japanese soldiers will come to investigate.
Qi An had no intention of waiting passively for trouble. There were still many people living here, and they had become like frightened birds, unable to withstand any mishaps.
He decided to take the initiative.
Qi An went alone, without anyone by his side, searching for the Japanese camps one by one, from the nearest to the furthest away.
Although the people were full of enthusiasm, they had no strategy and their weapons were not good enough, so going there would only mean certain death.
He hoped they would have the courage to fight back when they were bullied, but he didn't want them to just throw their lives away.
He assigned them a task: to gather information.
There are too many Japanese soldiers in the south of the city. He needs to find some helpers to get rid of them as soon as possible. After all, the number of civilian casualties is increasing every day that is delayed.
In half a day, Qi An slaughtered more than a dozen Japanese concentration camps, totaling over a thousand people.
These Japanese soldiers, who had committed countless atrocities in the southern part of the city, were utterly powerless against the ruthless Demon King, even though they had guns.
However, in the face of Qi An's supernatural power, all weapons are just scrap metal.
Qi An didn't even use magic, after all, this was just a mortal body, which couldn't withstand the power of an ancient ferocious beast.
Qi An could easily defeat these scum simply by relying on his physical body and powerful divine soul.
At first, he simply and brutally snapped their necks or broke their heads with his bare hands. It felt good, but it was a bit of a hassle.
Later, he acquired a long black sword with gold trim.
Where did the knife come from? It was conjured by Atalanta.
Ata looked at Qi An holding two demon heads in his hands and was extremely envious. She volunteered to transform into a knife in Qi An's hand.
So Qi An, wielding his long sword, used no fancy moves, just hacking away, one head after another, as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.
Wherever they went, Japanese heads rolled on the ground.
The former executioners all became victims of their blades, becoming true ghosts.
He who kills will be killed by others.
Qi An was a bloodthirsty and warlike beast. He had been suppressed in the endless abyss for millions of years and was already itching to unleash his full potential. The previous worlds were all filled with ordinary scum, which were not enough for him to show his skills.
With large numbers of Japanese soldiers now in his hands, and the innate treasure Chaos Tower transformed into a divine weapon, the Demon King went on a killing spree, feeling incredibly exhilarated.
Ata was also incredibly excited. Before, she could only watch as Qi An took revenge on the scumbags, but this time she could finally participate.
Sending evil spirits to hell one by one personally—I have to say, it was incredibly satisfying.
Having just wiped out more than a dozen Japanese soldiers from one camp, the local people had already found out the locations where prisoners of war were being held.
Qi An went straight to the prisoner-of-war camp.
If you're looking for someone who can kill Japanese soldiers, isn't this one readily available?
When it comes to fighting the Japanese, no one is more skilled than these original defenders of the southern city.
The reason they were defeated was simply that they couldn't withstand the superior weapons of the Japanese. But now, with this bug, even an ordinary machete can become a divine weapon.
Inside the largest air-raid shelter in the suburbs.
Tens of thousands of captured soldiers were imprisoned here, all of them tortured to the point of near death. Many of their comrades were tortured to death or dragged out to become live targets in killing contests.
Less than a third of them remain.
Just as the soldiers were in despair, they heard the Japanese soldiers guarding them outside start to commotion, followed by screams, the sound of knives hitting bones, and the sound of something falling to the ground.
The soldiers were filled with anticipation. There were at least several hundred Japanese soldiers guarding them outside. With such a commotion, could it be that the country's army had invaded?
More than one person thought this way; almost all the prisoners of war who were still conscious looked excitedly toward the door.
Gradually, the screams outside stopped and quieted down, but no one came in.
The soldiers exchanged glances, and despair spread once again. Could it be... defeat?
But then they heard footsteps again, but it was just one person.
Everyone looked toward the entrance and saw a tall, thin young man walk in against the light, carrying a long black knife in one hand and a severed head in the other.
That was the head of a high-ranking Japanese officer, one of the instigators of the Nancheng Massacre after the fall of Nancheng.
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