[Lottery for killing enemies + decisive killing + not suppressing the protagonist]
Ye Qiu crawled out from the pile of corpses and picked up a knife.
The first one, cut.
The second one, stabbed.
The third one was chopped.
The more you fight, the stronger you become, and the more you die, the fiercer you become.
From the humble battlefield to the vast world, from cannon fodder to the supreme leader of all realms.
No matter who you are, if you get in the way, cut them down.
I can't die anyway.
Are you okay
Bland, punctuation issues, ai.