The top of the hill was scorched.
It was half in ruins too.
*cough* *cough*
The cannon that barely survived and could be said to have been deformed due to the explosion trembled due to the movement beside it.
"I almost died…"
Fang Sheng Lin looked at the area around him and rubbed the blood on his face. He didn't know how many shards hit him, though none of them were in vital location. He protected himself quickly and made sure that he would not die from this.
But…
'It's painful.'
Looking at his injured hand, Fang Sheng Lin felt that he seemed to be injured all the time when he was on the battle. He looked at the distance and furrowed his eyebrows, knowing that there were people there who were watching the battle.
But he couldn't go there.
As he looked at the fallen bodies around him, Fang Sheng Lin didn't even try to make up the knife and ran to the south desperately.
Blood dripped down along the route as Fang Sheng Lin ran away.
…
"Do you want to kill him?"
