How crazy will people become without the constraints of the law?

Someone abroad has conducted experiments and found that without legal and moral constraints, people will no longer be human, but will be true and authentic demons.

So, what about the late Eastern Han Dynasty, which was better than to shout for people in troubled times?

In Wujun city, fires soared into the sky and thick smoke rolled. From a distance, the glory of the city was no longer there, and there were ruins everywhere. Bandits and soldiers were indiscriminate, innocent civilians were slaughtered at will, and their property in their homes was looted.

"You beasts, let go of my daughter!" "Dad, mother, save me!" A beautiful girl with a teenage face was dragged out of a thatched hut by more than a dozen yellow turban thieves. Her hands were trying to grab the ground under her feet, and her hands were worn out and blood was flowing. But this did not touch the so-called rebels who were fighting for the world. They still dragged her tightly, smiling fiercely, showing their ugly appearance.

"You beasts! Let go of my sister! I'll fight you!" A young man whose right leg had been cut off, dragged his bleeding thighs and limped out with his kitchen knife in his hand. He looked at the group of people surrounding his sister, and his strength surged up. He raised his right hand and threw the kitchen knife out quickly. Everyone's eyes flashed. One of the thiefs who was tearing his sister was deeply inserted into the back of the head of the thief. The tip of the knife shattered his forehead, revealing a trace of sharpness.

Blood gushed, and brains splattered around the others. "Tian Qi!" Everyone's eyes suddenly widened. Their brothers actually died in such a place!

A group of bloodthirsty and meat-eating hungry wolves were deeply enraged. The boy would never forget the eyes of the wolf he saw that day. His blood-red eye sockets, his eyes of devouring, his teeth grinning, and his eyes full of hatred... and, before he could come back to his senses, his parents' heads had been cut off and fell to the ground and turned into a rolling gourd. "Kill!"

"Uh..." A mouthful of blood flowed out of the boy's mouth, and more than a dozen sharp knives inserted in anger were inserted into her body. "Dad, mother, brother!" The girl who was almost insulted witnessed all this, and the huge impact made her faint suddenly.

"Damn it?" "It's okay, play first, then kill them together. Then order the thatched house together and send them to reunite with their family." "Brother is right, the family must be neat!"

"My uncles, please don't kill me. I have money, I...ah..." A fat landlord lay on the ground and begged hard, even exchanging money for his life. Unfortunately, he met a bandit who was both rich and dead. "If you kill you, we can get the things." A middle-aged man with a small boss quenched the corpse, raised his feet, and wiped the corpse's face one by one. "Go in to get the things!" He shouted, and a group of bandits rushed into the landlord's house.

"June, please don't rob my family's food. How can we spend the winter without food?" A ragged and skinny old woman dragged the thigh of a yellow turban thief and begged humbly. "Die the old woman goes to die!" "No, June, my grandson is still young, how can we live without food!" "Ah!" Junhan thought she was long-winded and stabbed her in the heart with a knife, and the world suddenly became quiet.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and groups of vultures were hovering in the sky, corpses and seas of blood on the ground, broken limbs and broken arms, internal organs everywhere... This is no longer the world, this is... hell!

Killing one is a sin, and killing all the people is a hero. In the troubled times, killing people to show their power is the usual practice of many treacherous heroes. Killing children to stop their hooves is a glory, not a shame. The burnt meat smell makes people sick, but it attracts ignorant animals. Many corpses have lying on their bodies that have not been burned to death. The density makes their scalp numb.

Xue Tian looked at the tragedy indifferently on earth, killing, burning, and robbing them all. Here, people are no longer humans, but beasts in human skin. They are not for peace, but rebels who kill and set fire. They are unforgivable and cut into pieces and let the beasts divide their bodies and eat them.

"This is why the Yellow Turban Army failed completely after only one year. A unit without discipline is a demon army that is doing evil everywhere. These people killed 70,000 to 80,000 people, and the murderous intent became even heavier. Money, beauty, and two major themes that ordinary people always revolve around. In normal times, how could they have such courage?"

If there is any pure land on earth in the city, it must be the city lord's mansion. Chen Bai, Man Cheng and other leaders of the army were all sitting here to discuss what to do next. Their goal was the same, which was to eliminate the power of the court headed by Xue Tian, ​​occupy the entire Yangzhou, and make Yangzhou a part of the Taoist country on earth.

"Destroy me? You are really whimsical. How many days do you want to live one by one?" Xue Tian heard their plan in the air, but there was nothing special. It was just to continue chasing Xue Tian and the Yangzhou army with the power of great victory. As for building ladders, weapons, catapults, etc., it was all about the title.

"Master Qu, the army has been repaired for three days. Should they let them return to the team?" Mancheng still felt unbearable and his conscience was still there. After all, the tragedy in the human world these days still exceeded his conscience. This team has forgotten the original intention of the uprising. They even killed those ignorant children and took them to drink! This is simply inhumane. Mancheng has also saved many children in the past few days, and for the first time he felt confused about the future and future of the rebel army.

Chen Bai was stunned, and the leaders of the mansion were also stunned. Yes, it was agreed that three days would be enough to stop the killing?

A big leader was the first to object: "The people in this city are so bad. They just want them to have some money and women, so they dare to resist us! I have dozens of people killed in my men these days! If I don't kill them all, how can my brothers swallow this tone!"

"Brother Yi is right! Several of my subordinates have also been killed. I think I will slaughter this city and kill chickens for monkeys to see! Let's see who else dares to resist our rebel army in the future!" Another big boss surnamed Zhou slapped the table in front of him.

"Master Qu! Our rebels came to save the people of the world. We must not slaughter the people at will! General God would not agree!" Mancheng's bloody nature also came up and slapped the table hard. The loud noise made everyone shocked.

Seeing that he was such an attitude, Chen Bai thought that he was the apprentice of General God, and he still had the kind of talisman that could kill everyone. He was also timid for a moment and interrupted awkwardly: "Brother Mancheng is right. Our rebels raised the banner of righteousness because of the oppression of the government. They have been a little too relaxed these days. You should go back and gather the team now and do not slaughter the people anymore. Those who violate the order will be killed!"

"No!" Feeling Mancheng's suppressed dissatisfaction, the leaders of the mansion could only accept it, and the massacre came to an end.

Ju! Xue Tian curled his lips. Seven or eight out of ten people in the city have died now. Now it is stopped. There is a feeling of cat crying rats and pretending to be merciful, and it is disgusting.

This is wrong! Xue Tian wanted to shout, but the words were stopped by him. He decided to try his own spell in this sin city.

Death is like the wind, always with me.

After leaping, Xue Tian broke through the speed of sound like an intercontinental ballistic missile that was out of the borehole and reached the ground in an instant.

"This air is so disgusting." It's dim, cramped, cold, dusty, and the breath of death is everywhere. Xue Tian raised his right hand and came to his nose with a fresh air spell. The inhaled air was automatically filtered, and Xue Tian felt comfortable.

The chaotic situation, the burning houses around. Xue Tian raised his head and looked up at the sky. He raised his right hand, which contained the staff of the Death God, gently stretched out his right hand: "The Technique of Rainfall!"

A white light instantly emitted from his hand, and the beam of light entered the sky, shining the entire sky!

The clouds quickly enveloped the entire city, and lightning gathered, traveling in the clouds from time to time.

"Boom!" A series of muffled thunder came from a distance, and heavy rain fell, hitting people, making life hurt. "Roar!" The muffled thunders were bursting, and some survivors also walked out of the house in a daze, some knelt down and looked up at the sky.

There were crying sounds from afar, and some vague cursing God and the Yellow Turban thieves.

"Crack!" Several lightnings slashed towards the world, and the rain became heavier. Water and fire were in conflict, and the fire was finally extinguished, and the blood symbolizing sin was washed away.

Since the fire was extinguished, Xue Tian did not need to maintain the spell. The continuous output also consumed magic and mental power. This heavy rain covering the whole city had consumed one-tenth of his magic power. He stopped the magic output in time, and the heavy rain in the air slowly stopped.

Should we summon the dead to take revenge, or should we summon the hell demons and eat all these Yellow Turban thieves? This is a serious question.
Chapter completed!