Chapter 217 Despair, Choice, Life and Ethics, Exclusive Skill "Magic Line"

Tears, like pearls from a broken string, uncontrollably slid down from the corners of the girl's trembling eyes.

They fell on the cold ground, splashing a silent lament.

Looking at the soup in front of him, De Zheng's anger had reached its limit.

How could he drink such a thing?

Cannibalism is worse than animals!

Even if he died, he would not drink it!

"How could I drink such a thing!"

His words were resounding, like an oath, and his face was filled with inviolable righteousness and dignity.

In his world, sticking to principles and maintaining the glory of humanity.

It is more important than life!

"Even if I starve to death or I am killed, I will not drink it."

Crack!

A crisp sound of a bowl breaking suddenly sounded, and De Zheng's head slammed into the bowl of boiling soup.

In an instant, his face was red from the steam.

"I am a human, not an animal!"

In his eyes, he did the right thing.

In fact, it was indeed right.

But.

For some people, the so-called human ethics are not worth mentioning in front of life.

"No!"

The girl's eyes were empty and desperate.

She stared blankly at the soup scattered on the ground. The back of her hand was red, swollen and blistered due to touching the hot fragments, but she didn't notice it at all. She just murmured to herself:

"No, no... don't..."

"Oh, so that's it!"

Seeing this, Bai Ying chuckled and gestured to his men.

The next moment, a childish cry broke through the solemnity of the air. It was the boy's desperate cry for help:

"Sister, save me!"

His voice was full of fear and helplessness, which made people feel pity.

And the cold blade was still ruthlessly placed on his neck, flashing cold light.

"No."

The girl cried and begged.

"Please don't hurt him, I drink, I drink."

"He doesn't drink, I drink"

She trembled with both hands and desperately held up the scattered soup.

The girl tried to force out a smile on her face, even though it was uglier than crying, but she still insisted:

"Look, I'm drinking now..."

However, how could that stiff face easily show a smile?

At this moment, the so-called justice and righteousness seemed so pale and powerless in front of the weight of life, so ridiculous.

A sharp knife light cut through the air, accompanied by a shrill scream, and the boy's life was forever frozen at this moment.

The girl's world completely collapsed.

She knelt there, still holding the bowl of boiling soup in her hands, tears and soup mixed together, unable to tell whether it was bitter or salty.

"I can drink it."

The girl's eyes were sparse and lightless, spraying the "soup" on the ground into her stiff mouth.

"I can..."

"You beasts!"

Boom!

Suddenly, an uneasy undercurrent surged in the air, and the long-suppressed magic in De Zheng's body surged out like a volcanic eruption.

He roared, struggled to break free from the ropes, and rushed towards the silver-white figure - Bai Ying.

However, facing De Zheng's surging attack like a tide.

Bai Ying stood still like a mountain, and even a faint smile appeared on his face, as if he had expected all this.

Just when De Zheng's fist was about to touch the silver-white figure.

A crisp "Oh!" came from the air.

Then, Bai Ying's fingers flicked lightly, and a barely perceptible magic light flashed, as if an invisible chain instantly wrapped around De Zheng's whole body.

De Zheng suddenly froze, his fist was fixed only an inch away from Bai Ying, but his body seemed to be solidified and unable to move.

"This..."

De Zheng was shocked, and finally noticed the subtle but tough magic lines wrapped around him.

They wandered on his body like living things, binding him tightly.

"How is it possible?! This guy can control and compress the magic power so accurately!"

He exclaimed in his heart, and an unprecedented sense of crisis arose spontaneously.

No.

Even if you want to do this, you must have extraordinary control over the magic power.

The part involved is no longer in the scope of human beings.

"Is it a skill?!"

"Hehe, it seems that you are not stupid."

The corner of Bai Ying's mouth raised a playful smile, and his fingers moved slightly again.

This time, De Zheng's body seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand.

He couldn't help but make a series of strange movements, like a puppet without autonomy.

"Yes, this is my exclusive skill-'Magic Line'."

Bai Ying's voice was a bit proud and proud.

"Through it, I can condense the magic power into a line that transcends any physical constraints. Whether it is strength or speed, it will become meaningless in front of it."

As he said, he raised his hand and waved it, and more magic threads emerged out of thin air, intertwined and entangled, and finally condensed into a magic line ball flashing with cold light.

"And it can do even more."

The white shadow chuckled, flicked his fingertips lightly, and the seemingly inconspicuous ball of string seemed to be given life, whistling towards De Zheng.

There was a light sound of "Puff".

A crisp sound of bone cracking echoed in the hall.

"It's really too weak!"

The white shadow shook his head in contempt, then raised his slender legs and kicked De Zheng who was lying on the ground mercilessly.

This kick seemed to contain a thousand pounds of force.

De Zheng's body was like a kite with a broken string, thrown ruthlessly against the cold wall, making a heavy impact, and then sliding weakly to the ground, with dust flying everywhere.

De Zheng struggled to get up, but his limbs trembled in pain, as if every inch of his skin was telling the pain of being crushed.

"You damn bastard, why did you kill that innocent child!"

The white shadow slowly approached and stepped on De Zheng's face.

There was a cold smile on that pure and kind face, as if he was not standing on a life, but a worthless piece of rag.

"What are you talking about!"

"If you had just drunk that cup of stuff, wouldn't this have happened? Your stupid resistance is just a joke in the end."

De Zheng's eyes were wide open, as if they were about to spit fire. He gritted his teeth and roared with all his strength:

"You devil, I will never let you go!"

"Hehe"

De Zheng stared at Bai Ying with anger on his face. Apart from that, he could do nothing.

"Hey!"

Bai Ying chuckled.

"I'll give you another chance."

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the hall.

An elderly couple was dragged in roughly, their eyes full of fear and helplessness.

Seeing this scene, the originally sluggish girl seemed to be electrocuted in an instant, and a glimmer of life flashed in her eyes.

She struggled desperately, trying to rush forward to protect her parents.

"Don't hurt my mom and dad!"

The girl's voice was filled with tears, but was easily restrained by Bai Ying.