No one expected that a selection competition would be so intense.

The black unicorn was running fast in the air, as fast as lightning and chasing the wind.

The black hooves and tail mane turned into smoke, leaving a trail of rolling dust along the way.

Above the stage, mist and clouds were rising. The eyes of the killer whale and the unicorn were burning with flames. Their huge figures appeared and disappeared in the thick smoke.

The turquoise sea surged with the sound of whales, covering the sky and the earth, and the huge waves overturned the dome.

Looking up from the ground, huge green waves are pressing down on your head, and you seem to be under the deep sea.

Many sentinels couldn't even bear the pressure released by the fight between the two men, and had to stop watching and leave the scene early.

The red light of Ni Ji's demon sword was blocked by Yun Luo's alloy arm. The high-tech metal alloy was cut into a deep crack by the blood-red blade.

The blade made a harsh and unpleasant sound as it scraped against the metal. The red blade was embedded too deeply and could not be pulled out for a while.

At that moment, the distance between the two people was very close. They could see each other's eyes clearly and see the bright light in the depths of each other's eyes because of the battle.

Yun Luo's robot arm exploded automatically at the wrist, and the metal fist rushed towards Ni Ji's forehead with the impact of the explosion.

He was willing to risk destroying this mechanical arm in order to force Ni Ji to drop his knife and retreat.

Ni Ji did not retreat. He tightly grasped the knife embedded in his metal arm, and kicked Yun Luo in the chest with his long legs with great force.

Ni Ji was hit by the iron fist, and flew backwards with his long sword and fell to the ground.

Yun Luo was kicked right in the center of his chest and flew backwards several steps, unable to stand up for a while.

The two men looked at each other, spat out a mouthful of blood, and struggled to slowly get up from the ground.

Yun Luo's mechanical arm was broken, and the electric arcs that kept jumping at the break made a crackling sound.

Ni Ji on the opposite side stood up slowly, blood flowing from his forehead, staining half of his face red.

But he didn't care. His eyes under the blood curtain were burning with purple flames, and there was even a hint of excitement at the corners of his mouth.

He would not give in, Yun Luo realized. He was just as determined as he was to risk his life for this matter.

Yun Luo recalled the words this person had just said with a smile on his face, "Have you seen her fighting on the battlefield? I have."

It was wildly infuriating.

It has been some time since he struggled out of that nightmare-like hell.

He put on his clothes, reattached his broken arm, returned to his familiar place of residence, and resumed his previous life.

It seems like he has turned back into the calm, self-respecting and respected royal guard he used to be.

Only he himself knew that he was still stuck in that quagmire, unable to pull out and unable to escape.

Every night, he always felt that he was still lying in that narrow cage, being placed in a humiliating posture, being forced to eat like a poultry, and enduring maddening pain.

I don't want to recall those unbearable experiences, but those scenes come into my dreams every night.

Even with his eyes closed, those horrible memories still remained vivid in his mind.

The flames of hell burned in his mental picture, eroding him day and night, and one day he would be roasted dry, burned to ashes, and turned into a monster.

He didn't know who to tell about his pain, and he felt urgently that he should do something.

Go to the battlefield, fight those twisted monsters, do something to stop him from recalling those terrible things day and night.

Guide Lin wanted to find a sentinel to go to the Land of No Pupils together. He was very happy when he heard the news.

It is you who should go.

When the girl appeared at the farm and opened the cage, he swore in his heart to repay her for saving his life.

He didn't know how terrifying the depths of the Pupilless Land was. He thought he should risk his life to protect her, even if it meant giving her his life back.

Yun Luo stood up, tore off his broken mechanical arm from his arm and smashed it to the ground.

With one hand, he drew out the sword he carried with him. It was a long sword that was completely black.

"Aren't those who are not strong qualified to stand beside her?"

"I'll show you who's qualified."

The red blade and the black knife came into close combat.

Both sentinels were injured and bruised, but they continued to attack, hitting faster and faster, with the sound of blades clashing as dense as raindrops.

Every move drew blood, and he was fighting with all his might.

"Too much effort, huh? What are these two doing?"

"This is a desperate move."

"Someone give in. There's no need."

"Captain Luther, are you not going to call a halt?"

"Your Majesty's orders have always been carried out resolutely to the end."

The sentries in the audience were talking about it.

One of Ji Xuan's subordinates came over to his side.

"This Ni Ji is extremely powerful." He lowered his voice and used obscure sign language, "So, do you think he's reliable?"

"I have already tested him. I feel he will become one of ours." Ji Xuan pushed his glasses, "Just be careful not to let 'that person' summon him."

The gaze behind the lens fell on the platform?

There stood his superior, his brother, Luther, the commander of the Royal Guards.

He has a tall and majestic figure, with a noticeable scar on his face.

The guide standing next to him had already suggested ending the fight, but his expression was cold.

"His Majesty's order is to select the most suitable sentinel for you, and you must carry it out to the end."

Luther is Ji Xuan's childhood friend. The two have known each other for many years and have supported each other. Together, they have worked hard to rise from the bitter cold border area.

The Luther that Ji Xuan knew in the past deeply hated the decay and deformity of the upper floors of the White Tower.

When the two brothers talked about it in private, he always got furious and pounded his fist on the table.

"Such a deformed society should not exist." Young Luther gritted his teeth and said to his best friend, "One day...one day I will make this tower collapse."

Such a loyal and righteous man suddenly became a completely different person after meeting the queen several times.

He became a cold and heartless machine, who only knew to be loyal to Her Majesty the Queen who sat high on the top of the tower.

He seemed to have forgotten all the things he had said before. In order to carry out the Queen's orders, he would do anything.

Even if it was the most despicable thing that you once despised and resisted.

Completely became a dog beside the Queen.

The battle on the stage became increasingly intense.

Yun Luo felt that his will had somewhat dissipated and he was fighting entirely on instinct.

He was sure that the sword in his hand had pierced into the opponent's body. He was very familiar with the feeling of the blade cutting through flesh and blood, and there was no way he would make a mistake.

But the opponent's attack did not stop at all. His calf was hit hard and he even clearly heard the sound of the bone breaking.

It hurts a lot. The pain is intense.

But it was good, the pain made him realize that he was still alive, in the familiar military camp, not in that cage.

He stood up slowly. His vision was blurry, and he could vaguely see the other person standing up as well.

He didn't know what the killer whale had been through, why it was able to stand up again and again like himself, and even refused to give up even at this point.

"These two are crazy. I never thought they would be so persistent." In the stands, Du Yuanyuan shook her head.

"It seems that I am not as good as them. At least I don't have such a desperate awareness."

A miniature black and white panda appeared at her feet and rolled away unwillingly.

Du Yuanyuan turned to ask Luther who was nearby, "Sir, is it time to call a halt?"

"Fight until one person falls, and the remaining one is the qualified candidate." Luther's expression was still cold.

Far away from the White Tower, he might still be a leader with some humanity.

But as long as he is in the White Tower, near the Queen, all his behavior standards are based on resolutely carrying out Her Majesty's orders.

The battle on the field has come to an end.

Yunluo gradually lost to Ni Ji.

But every time he fell, he would stand up shakily, holding his knife with his only remaining arm.

Refusing to give up, unwilling to admit defeat.

"Give me some blood so I can cut him in half. You're annoying me." The handle of the knife in Ni Ji's hand made a strange sound.

The seriously injured sentry used his knife to support himself and tried to stand up.

"Just admit defeat." Ni Ji looked at him, without making another move, he put the red knife in his hand back into the sheath.

Just give up. The countless guards watching couldn't help but say in their hearts.

Yun Luo held on to his knife, refusing to fall down completely. The lines on his broken mechanical arm were in disarray, and intermittent arcs of electricity were flashing.

He raised his head and looked at the guide on the platform with a very sad expression.

The guide stood on the platform, looking at him.

He remembered that the girl had asked him if he still wanted to live.

He really wants to live.

But living in this world is too difficult.

His hand is broken and his mental picture is almost gone. He probably won't be able to hold on for much longer.

In the end, I just wanted to repay the favor I owed, but I couldn't even do it.

The young guide, wearing a white dress, stood on a high place, looking down at the battlefield with an expressionless face.

Everyone saw it. Behind her, a pair of huge golden pupils appeared in the shadows.

Many people have asked about Lin Yuan's spiritual body. What is the spiritual body of a powerful guide? A cute rabbit, a kitten, or a lovely elk?

At this moment, it manifested a partial body and appeared in front of a group of sentries.

Huge, mysterious, and full of a strong sense of oppression.

The huge golden pupils looked down at the whole place from above, making people's skin tremble and dare not look up.

Countless soft tentacles surged in the shadows behind her.

One of the tentacles appeared in everyone's sight. It was a huge tentacle with large and small suction cups. It emerged from the ground of the arena, and its soft tip gently touched Yun Luo's forehead.

The sentry who was stubborn and refused to admit defeat was stunned for a moment, and finally closed his eyes and fainted on the stage as if he was hypnotized.

Then, in front of everyone, the tentacle happily wrapped around Ni Ji's hand and gently hooked the back of his hand.

…

When Yun Luo woke up, he found himself lying in the green solution in the treatment cabin.

His spirit form, the black unicorn, did not return to the picture.

It lay half-lying beside the treatment cabin, with its long horns drooping, allowing a guide to gently stroke its black mane and occasionally flick its tail.

The guide who was squatting beside the unicorn and patting its head with his back to the treatment cabin was Lin Yuan, the one who took him out of the farm.

"Sorry, I lost in an ugly way." He said in his heart, "I just wanted to accompany you to the land of pupils."

[It's okay, it's not ugly]

A voice sounded in his mind.

Yun Luo suddenly found himself in the treatment chamber. There was a tentacle wandering around him, wandering in the green solution.

The treatment room was well soundproofed, so it shouldn't have been easy for them to talk.

But that voice was connected to his consciousness and resounded directly in his mind.

[Your mental picture is very problematic. Have you not sought help from a mentor since you came back? ]

This kind of spiritual exchange seems to make communication very easy, and some words that we are reluctant to say on normal days seem to be able to be said easily.

"I... don't want others to see. See those pictures."

His mental landscape was filthy, dirty, and burning with fire.

The smoke was thick, and countless horrific memories rose and fell in the black fog, with nowhere to hide.

Is that place about to be destroyed?

He also wanted to seek help from the guide in the White Tower and walked to the door of the counseling room of the Empire several times.

But he definitely didn't want outsiders to see such embarrassing memories.

He could not accept the mocking look others would give him if they saw him lying in the iron cage like that. He could not reach out his hand to knock on the door for help.

Forget it? There is no guide to put out the forest fire that is all over the mountains.

[Can I help you with your spiritual counseling? ]

Lin Yuan usually speaks in a simple and cold voice.

But in spiritual communication, consciousness communicates directly without the organization of language, which makes her words sound much gentler.

She had seen people in their most miserable and cruel appearances, crying in front of her and saying that they still wanted to live.

At this point, she is willing to sort herself out mentally. What else can I say?

The unicorn gently rubbed Lin Yuan's palm with its horn.

The sentry in the treatment chamber closed his eyes and opened his mental barrier.

In the green healing liquid, a tentacle gently covered his eyebrows.

Yunluo's spiritual picture is a vast forest.

There was a big fire burning in the forest at this moment.

The forest fire has been burning here for a long time. Thick smoke rises, covering the sky and the moon. The flames scorch the earth, licking large tracts of gardens, dense forests, and green grass, and burning down the elves' homes.

Did Yun Luo hear it? He let out a slight sigh.

In the spiritual picture, thunderclouds appeared in the sky and soon it began to rain.

The rain was not rough, but gentle and peaceful. The fine rain continued, slowly extinguishing the flames that covered the mountains and plains.

It rained for a long time, and the sound of raindrops kept knocking on the vast forest. White smoke spread in the darker dense forest, and trickles took away the dirty and dark garbage.

All the things that seemed so heavy in my heart in the past seemed to become lighter and more bearable in the dense sound of rain.

A voice in the rain said,

【Are you sick? You need the help of a guide. 】

[It may take many sessions and long-term treatment for a period of time]

[I am going to the contaminated area? Can you find other guides to help me?]

Yun Luo did not answer.

The devastated forest began to breathe again, and green was reviving in the soil.

This was his reply.

"Sorry, I wanted to accompany you to the Land of No Pupils. But it seems that there is someone more suitable than me."

"That person is very strong and more persistent than me."

[It's okay. As long as we're still alive, there are still many opportunities for us to fight together?]

"He's right, I'm narrow-minded. What you need is not protection, but a true comrade. I'm also looking forward to seeing you fight."

"That place is very dangerous. Please come back alive."

【Last time we agreed to meet alive.】

[You can make another appointment]

"Wait until you come out of the contaminated area"

[Wait until you have fully recovered?]

"See you later."