"So you're saying you're the good guys, and I'm the bad guy?" Wu Yu said with a sneer. Even if he knew the whole story, Wu Yu would have definitely stood up and given the God of Light a good beating.

“No, we are also one of the sources of the apocalypse. Preserving the life on the continent is merely a personal reward I demand from them, and the prerequisite for traveling to other planes is submission to me,” Phillis said.

"Shouldn't humans decide how to survive? Isn't it going too far for you to make choices for them on your own?" Wu Yu tried to explain further.

Philliss shook her head repeatedly as she listened. She pointed to the pedestrians around her and said loudly, "Wu Yu, look at the expressions on their faces. Some are troubled, some are happy, some are sad, and some are tired. They may not be satisfied with their lives, but at least every day is fulfilling. They are earnestly striving for a better tomorrow."

As Wu Yu listened to Philliss's animated speech, he realized a terrifying phenomenon: their conversation and actions were already quite eye-catching, yet the pedestrians simply hurried past them, as if they hadn't even seen Philliss, who was now gesturing wildly.

Philliss seemed to read Wu Yu's mind. She mischievously grabbed the braid of a little girl running past her, and only let go when the braid was about to straighten. The little girl then ran past her without stopping.

“Several eighth-tier mages have worked together to manipulate the mindset of the masses, so everything we do now will be ignored by them,” Phillis explained.

Then Phillis continued, “For these weak people, ignorance is their greatest happiness. Their fears and their struggles have no effect on the coming apocalypse. To presume to decide their future path is my last act of mercy toward them.”

"Even for Wu Yu, losing his memory should be a blessing in disguise. When you think about the difficulties you face as a god, you might not have the time to worry about the weak anymore."

At this moment, Wu Yu once again realized the dog-eat-dog nature of this world; in the eyes of the strong, there is no place for the weak.

Even someone like the Sword Saint Marlowe, who was willing to pay the price of his life to protect the people, didn't seem to believe that those people were capable of sharing his burdens.

"What will happen if I don't grant your request?" Wu Yu was already mentally prepared for this question.

"Of course, I'll kill you as instructed by the gods. I don't know if I can do it, but I'll definitely try my best," Phillis encouraged himself.

Sure enough, Wu Yu felt a bitter smile creep onto his face.

“But Wu Yu doesn’t need to give an answer now.” Phillis put his index finger to Wu Yu’s lips, stopping Wu Yu from saying what he was about to say.

"The reason I pretended to be pitiful and tricked Wu Yu into coming here is to gain your approval. Please watch patiently as I plot to seize this country. If you can accept my methods, then you can reply to me later."

"You're quite understanding," Wu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, while subconsciously making a sarcastic remark.

"Thank you for the compliment; after all, it's a talent I was born with." Phillis accepted Wu Yu's evaluation.

"You're not planning to summon the God of Darkness again, like you did in the capital last time, are you?" Wu Yu asked worriedly, looking at Phillis's confident and composed demeanor.

“Of course not.” Phillis shook his head. “A perfect vessel like Virginia might only be born once every thousand years. The Dark God isn’t that lucky. Moreover, the core doctrine He passed on to His believers is to follow one’s heart. The Dark Church cannot cultivate humans with Virginia’s personality.”

"That's good." Wu Yu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Philliss's actions were standard procedure, then theoretically he wouldn't be affected.

"Do you still need my assistance? After all, I am officially your subordinate, and I won't refuse basic help."

“No need.” Philliss shook his head gratefully. “Because of your presence, Wu Yu, all three eighth-tier epics in the imperial city have been restrained by you. The rest are just small fry.”

"I wish you all the best. Actually, I thought we could become friends." Wu Yu's eyes were filled with lingering regret as he spoke. Compared to his previous difficult situation, Wu Yu was even more unwilling to accept that Phillis was the mastermind behind everything.

"Friends? I don't need that kind of thing. As for Wu Yu, once you awaken your memories, you'll probably choose to give up on this relationship too."

Philliss shook her head as she spoke, the smile on her face gradually fading, and a coldness slowly creeping into her eyes. Only then did Wu Yu realize that her golden eyes had always been as cold as frost.

"Would you like a freshly baked mille-feuille, sir?" Just as Wu Yu was lost in thought, a shout suddenly came from his side. The long pause made the vendors next to him mistakenly think that they were interested in his goods.

The psychological suggestion that pedestrians receive is thus unknowingly dispelled.

"Wu Yu! Wu Yu! I want to eat this, buy it for me! Buy it for me!" Phillis said, tugging at Wu Yu's arm.

Looking at the girl so close to him, Wu Yu simply couldn't reconcile her with the image of the emperor who had previously looked down on all living beings.

In the end, Wu Yu, preoccupied with his own thoughts, took out his savings and bought Phillis a mille-feuille.

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