Chapter 252:
Staring at the pale red soil of the island, Lin Hui felt a strange, rootless unreality wash over him.
He was entirely disconnected from the fact that he had just casually slaughtered hundreds of thousands of non-humans. Drawing his sword had long since become muscle memory—he had simply executed the Typhoon Sword Technique as he always did, watching its terrible power consume and shred hundreds of thousands of lives.
It was like firing a gun in a shooting game. Zero tactile feedback.
But now, standing on this island drenched in blood, the true weight of what he had done finally settled over him.
No pulsation of life. Does that mean I didn't save a single soul on this trip?
Perhaps Black Cloud's intelligence had been flawed. If these non-humans hadn't truly harmed anyone, killing them wouldn't trigger a pulsation of life—no lives saved, no reward.
Forget it. Overthinking gets me nowhere. Lin Hui resolved to treat it like any other completed mission and head back.
"Your Excellency," Ouyang Yining said softly from behind, "our men have just reported a merchant fleet and a small pirate fleet in the nearby waters. Would you care to take a look?"
"Any benefit in it?" Lin Hui caught her meaning at once.