"Be good! Don't talk. If you don't talk, you'll see they're all dead."
The princess nodded.
She saw thousands of faces appear on the battlements. The woman with the fan waved, and they came down from the city walls with their weapons. These heroic spirits of the White Deer from tens of thousands of years ago seemed to still be alive.
In their previous lives, they died fighting against the demons. In this life, the demons are also offending this city, and they will not tolerate it.
"I once..." the princess couldn't help but continue, "I saw a scene in my dream. This city was built from the corpses of many people, and I seemed to be directing those people to move them..."
"Hmm." The fan-wielding woman placed her hand on the fan, and she returned to the painting. "Now, if you wish, you can take me with you to fight."
"Where will I go after I die?" Her blood splattered on the paper figures. After the paper scraps crumbled, a transparent figure appeared. The figure thanked her and immediately rushed back to the battlefield.
"them……"
"The eight who commanded the construction of the wall alongside you back then." The person in the fan sighed, "Long ago, you came to me wanting to end the war! I can only generate wars, so I had no choice but to offer my face to you, but I never expected there would be another entanglement here."
The princess was already at her last gasp, and after only a few cycles, the invisible man threw her back into the sedan chair, saying, "I'm about to die."
"yes."
"I was an elder among the Moon Shooting Clan who had some influence a long time ago?"
"Um."
"What are you thinking about?" She looked calmly at the arrow stuck in her chest. "In my next life, I want to learn how to use many weapons."
"I'm wondering who I've given face to, and whether I should take it back."
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