In the relatively simple interrogation room, Lin Qingsheng looked at the dead Xingtian tribe and didn't know how to describe his mood.

The Xingtian tribe was too determined and did not leave any way out for themselves.

Why did they suddenly become like this from a character who has guarded the world for thousands of years?

What kind of power is nearby forcing them to attack the world?

A deep chill seemed to penetrate into his heart.

He felt as if he saw the light on the edge of the end of the world, the light of despair.

"There is nothing right or wrong in this era. Everyone must fight for their lives!"

Lin Qingsheng muttered to himself this sentence.

Although Lin Qingsheng couldn't hear why these people had to force themselves to "enter the master", he could feel that despair, as if these Xingtian clan members had no way out.

And the same is true that there is no way out in the world.

No one has a way out, so this will be the final battle.

What happened that made the Xingtian clan so decisive?

Lin Qingsheng felt that he had to ask clearly, so he turned to look at the people beside him and said:

"Are there still prisoners?"

Although he asked this, Lin Qingsheng was still not sure to ask the answer he wanted.

But he can only do this.

The war on Mount Tai has never stopped, and even here can clearly hear the war drums there.

In the interrogation room, Li Chengming, who was standing next to Lin Qingsheng, replied:

"There are two more, but they are all on the verge of exhaustion, just like this one. These Xingtian people are very tough and have no slightly injured prisoners."

Simply put, it doesn't seem to be very appropriate to be tough.

Li Chengming couldn't describe the determination of Xingtian people. They were like everyone with the determination to die, advancing without retreating, attack without defense.

So much so that there are not many prisoners on earth. If they had not been able to commit suicide at all, these people would not have been captured at all.

Even many people will be killed by their own people when they reach this point, just like they don’t want their companions’ bodies to fall into the hands of the enemy.

"Bring it here and continue to review!"

Lin Qingsheng can only find a way to take care of the prisoners now.

Li Chengming didn't say anything and waved his hand directly.

"Bring people!"

As Li Chengming's voice sounded, another Xingtian tribe was soon brought up. His hands were cut off from his body, and blood flowed out along the broken arms and dripped on the ground.

One leg broke from the knee, and the whole person's image was extremely miserable.

But the resentment and madness in his eyes still remained unhidden.

"You should kill me!"

As soon as Lin Qingsheng came up, before he could ask, the Xingtian tribe, who seemed to have only breath, spoke up.

There was no will to survive in his eyes. He seemed to be ready to die here completely when he attacked the world.

That kind of madness makes people feel scared. Even though they are interrogators, they are still scared when facing the interrogator.

The Xingtian tribe members sitting on the interrogation seat looked at Lin Qingsheng and others coldly, as if he was not the person being interrogated, but the person being interrogated.

"Otherwise I will definitely take a bite of meat from you if I have the chance."

The hoarse voice on the verge of death penetrated the muscles and bones, as if the disabled Xingtian tribe would use his mouth as his last weapon the next moment.

Li Chengming even had no doubts about this because he had seen these Xingtian clans fighting fiercely and fearlessly.

Lin Qingsheng also raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He had adopted a tough attitude before, but he did not receive any response from the previous Xingtian clan member.

So now Lin Qingsheng decided to change his method.

Lin Qingsheng looked at the disabled Xingtian tribe in front of him and could feel the will to die. He bent down and looked at the Xingtian tribe and said slowly:

"Your hatred for me is unreasonable, right?"

At least in Lin Qingsheng's opinion, this kind of hatred is simply inexplicable.

Lin Qingsheng stared at the eyes of the Xingtian tribe in front of him and said slowly:

"We have no hatred, and we didn't even know each other a few days ago. I can't understand why you launched such a fearless attack. Is there anything you can't sit down and talk about?"

"talk?"

The disabled Xingtian clan had a strong sense of fighting flashing in his eyes. He looked at Lin Qingsheng in front of him coldly and said:

"We have nothing to talk about unless you surrender."

Without any compromise, it is like endless madness.

This is what these prisoners are most troublesome to Lin Qingsheng.

Lin Qingsheng tried to indirectly and said, "We cannot accept such unreasonable and logical reasons for surrendering."

"If you want us to surrender, then give a reason, a convincing reason."

The Xingtian tribe laughed even more crazily when he heard this, and he said hysterically:

"No chance, no one else has any chance."

"There are too many people who want to enter the world. If you surrender now, then there may be less damage, but if you don't want to, then the thirty-third level of heaven will completely cut off the world."

"Everyone is going to die, including you."

"Hahaha………"

It was still a laugh like a madman, like a prelude to the edge of doomsday, making it difficult for Lin Qingsheng to have a good mood.

But Lin Qingsheng still asked seriously: "Why do everyone die? Why do you attack the world?"

"Because... the world is the only place to survive!"

"Hahaha………"

As he said that, the prisoner laughed wildly, and the wound was broken away again, and blood flowed out, dripping into the blood of the previous prisoner.

With a crazy laugh, the Xingtian tribe's head tilted and died completely.

But no one laughed, and there was not even a trace of sound in the entire interrogation room. All the moods became extremely depressed.

Lin Qingsheng looked at the dead second prisoner, closed his eyes and took a breath and said:

“Is there another one?”

"Yes!"

Li Chengming nodded, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

"Bring it here."

Lin Qingsheng rubbed the bridge of his nose between his eyes, took a deep breath and said.

Soon, the last prisoner was pressed up, and the ground and seats in the simple interrogation room were already bright red, and a bloody and depressing atmosphere spread.

This is probably the most uncomfortable interrogation, because the most painful one in this interrogation was the party who interrogated.

The last Xingtian clan had both pierced on the shoulders, leaving two empty blood holes. He looked at Lin Qingsheng and others in front of him coldly, with all his eyes full of death, as if there was no difference from the two Xingtian clan members before him.

This puts more pressure on the interrogator.

Lin Qingsheng spoke slowly, as if he wanted to try his best to soften his voice.

"I want to talk about peace, but I don't know how to talk about peace?"

The eyes staring at Lin Qingsheng narrowed.

"Submit, the thirty-third heaven will slap you, and then re-establish order, and continue to live in this world when the sky collapses."

"This is your only chance, otherwise everyone will die."

"Maybe we will die!"

The master of this voice seemed to describe a world on the verge of nirvana. In this dark world, everyone is on the verge of death. No one can escape, and no one can be spared.

"What is a collapse of heaven?"

Lin Qingsheng statue is asking for advice. As long as he can get the answer, he never minds what method to use.

The Xingtian tribe who was leaning against the interrogation seat looked at Lin Qingsheng coldly with eyes on his chest:

"Have you looked up at the sky?"

"You can imagine that one day the entire sky collapses and all sentient beings under the sky will have to face this disaster."

"No one can survive the ants on the ground, no one can survive."

"Submission or death, think about it!"
To be continued...