The town across the street completely disappeared in the darkness. The two wizards who had barely completed the spell collapsed on the ground, almost exhausted. Xiu left the stunned Eric behind and chose to return to the city without hesitation. When paying the light element in the palace, the Consul looked at the amount of light Xiu had taken out with a pale face. When his subordinates whispered a few words to him, the last trace of blood on the Consul's face disappeared. The Governor was also surprised when he saw so many boxes. After a brief surprise, he praised Xiu greatly. In contrast, Eric was reprimanded by the Governor for not collecting the light. The Governor stripped Eric of a feather and gave it to Xiu as a punishment and encouragement.

Eric only had two and a half feathers left. Although he didn't know what would happen if he lost all his feathers, it wouldn't be a good ending. The Governor was forcing them to collect light, and Du Ze felt a little sympathetic. Did these Celestials really not realize that excessive oppression would bring them short-term benefits but also destruction?

That night, the Third Heaven's Consul rebelled. He gathered a large group of people and tried to kill the Celestials. The reason for the Consul's fall was simple and sad. He had endured for so long in the Third Heaven, and the death of his son was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Xiu told Du Ze all this the next day. Du Ze's headphones were out of battery when the rebellion happened. After listening to Xiu's retelling, Du Ze finally understood why Eric was so moved when the Consul yelled at them with a sly expression. He could even imagine how the Son of God, who advocated light, would feel when facing the Consul who had fallen because of his son's death.

The rebellion ended before midnight. Most of the Fallen in the Third Heaven were ordinary civilians, with warriors accounting for only a small number. The strongest were only at the level of great swordsmen, and they were no match for the Heaven Clan, which was at the level of full sword masters. Compared to the annihilation of the Fallen, only 1/6 of the Heaven Clan's guards died, and on the next morning, a group of new Heaven Clan guards made up for the losses.

Didn't we agree to be each other's angels? How could you, the Celestials, violate the rules and add more people?

"A guard died in the second heaven before, and a new one came the next day." Compared to Du Ze's restlessness, Xiu seemed particularly calm. "We must get rid of them all at once."

Well, the cute master has already noticed this and has taken it into account in the plan. Du Ze decided to be a silly cute reader and leave the important task of eliminating the Governor BOSS and saving the world to the cute master.

After finishing breakfast in the lifeless palace, a Celestial Clan guard appeared and informed Xiu of the next itinerary: except for the First Heaven which had become a place of death, the carriage team had already traveled through all the heavens, so they would bypass the Second Heaven and return along the same route, which meant that their next destination would be the Fourth Heaven.

Xiu didn't seem surprised to hear this news. After the Celestial Clan guards left, he smiled at Du Ze. "I promise, when we get to the Fourth Heaven, that guy will still let us collect light."

"Since the First and Second Heavens have not paid tribute to the Light, there are still quite a few freight wagons that are not filled. You are going to make up for the missing parts from today. This is a full license for collection." The Governor said this while sitting on the main seat as the Fourth Heaven's executive officer looked hesitant and had a pale face.

The Lord of Meng is really good at predicting things. Du Ze wanted to kneel down. Was it an illusion? He felt that the Governor also wanted them to force others to rebel against the Celestial Tribe.

The Governor authorized it readily, and Xiu agreed readily, and they soon set out on the journey of complete collection again. This time Eric did not follow, and he did not even participate in the usual main plot. Du Ze only met Eric once when he arrived at the fourth heaven. The Son of God who just got off the carriage looked very haggard. His expression reminded Du Ze of a trapped beast, who wanted to break out of the cage but was reluctant to give up his abundant life, so he could only wander around in confusion.

Without Eric's interference, Xiu's plan went smoothly. The Fourth Heaven had been over-requisitioned by the Consul before, so when Xiu requisitioned it again, the backlash was even more swift. At first, there was a rebellion every three towns, and later it became a rebellion in almost every town. By now, Du Ze took a quick look around and saw that there were at least three thousand Fallen who surrounded him and Xiu. They were attacked by this group of Fallen while they were still on the road. Mengzhu's behavior of collecting as he went along had probably forced the entire Fourth Heaven to revolt.

Under the overwhelming number of people, the Consul's men only held out for a moment before all of them were killed. He transformed into a silver dragon and protected Du Ze under his huge wings. He did not leave or hide, but just lay there, allowing the Fallen to chop him with weapons. The weapons scratched on the silver scales, making a harsh sizzling sound. Du Ze, who could not see outside, was a little anxious. He missed Old John very much at this moment. time. He hadn't seen Old John for a long time. The last time they met was five days ago. Has Old John been kept in the space ring by the Master since then?

After Xiu finished the dragon language magic, the war was over. No matter if there were hundreds or thousands of people, they would be wiped out from this world in a moment by the gray light under the huge gray magic circle.

Before landing from the air, Du Ze saw some kind of anomaly in the palace below. It seemed that a rebellion had occurred here not long ago. The bodies of the fallen were everywhere, and occasionally there were one or two bodies of the Celestial Clan. Du Ze and Xiu soon found the Governor and Eric in the main hall. Opposite them was kneeling the fourth heaven's executive officer, who was shaking like a sieve.

"Sir... I really didn't know this would happen..."

Seeing Xiu coming back with the light, the Governor sighed and praised Xiu with an attitude that the corpses in the hall were just irrelevant decorations: "You did a good job today. Continue to the fifth heaven tomorrow."

After hearing what the Governor said, Eric couldn't stand it anymore and exploded.

"Haven't you noticed?" Eric glared at the Governor. "What you're doing is only going to make more and more people rebel against you - and sooner or later they'll kill you!"

He said it out! My old enemy actually told me the truth so directly! ?

"Heh." Du Ze heard Xiu sneer beside him. What shocked Du Ze even more was the Governor's reaction. When the Governor heard Eric's words, his face darkened instantly.

"You think these inferior creatures can cause us harm? Nonsense." The Governor looked down on him. He waved his hand and transferred one of Eric's feathers to Xiu. "You didn't complete your mission today either. You should learn more from him."

Du Ze... Du Ze suddenly felt that he was too naive to worry about the luminous experience being awakened. The arrogance of the Celestial Tribe was deeply rooted in their bones and was simply incurable. Facing such a governor, Eric didn't know what to do. He looked at the governor, then at Xiu, and finally closed his eyes as if giving up and said nothing more.

The governor was in a good mood after receiving the light, and spared the executive officer of the fourth heaven, but the executive officer at this time was just an empty shell. Almost all the people in the fourth heaven died in the rebellion, and the Celestial Clan sacrificed about 1/4 of its guards - the number of warriors in the fourth heaven was several times more than that of the third heaven, and there were also several swordsmen and magicians. As the number of heavens increases, the number of creatures living in them will increase, and their strength will become stronger and stronger. Du Ze can foresee that there will definitely be multiple gods of law and gods of war in the highest-level eighth heaven. According to Mengzhu's plan, as long as the eighth heaven is forced to rebel, the current Celestial Clan guards will not be able to resist at all, and this copy will be basically opened.

However, Du Ze was wrong. Xiu had never thought that the eighth heaven would make another breakthrough. In the fifth heaven, Xiu had already forced the governor and his party into death.

After being authorized by the Governor in the Fifth Heaven, Xiu carried out a complete expropriation of the villages and towns along the way as usual. The conditions in the Fifth Heaven were much better than those in the previous Heavens. Once all the light was taken away, the psychological gap of everyone was also very large. Therefore, Xiu only went to a few places and was counterattacked by all the creatures in the Fifth Heaven. Facing a large number of fallen people, Xiu did not choose to fight this time. He flew back to the palace with Du Ze and pulled the hatred of everyone in the Fifth Heaven over.

Seeing Xiu coming back like this, the Governor had to face the rebellion of the entire Fifth Heaven before he could even start a fight. The rebellion lasted from the afternoon until the evening, and Du Ze, Xiu, Eric, and the Governor were always protected in the carriage by the Celestial Guards. As time went by, the commotion in the distance became smaller and smaller. When the moon climbed to its highest point, the Celestial Clan paid a heavy price and finally quelled the rebellion of the Fifth Heaven. At this moment, less than half of the Celestial Clan was left.

The Governor let out a sigh of relief and was ready to settle the score with Xiu, but the moment he turned around, he happened to meet the scarlet eyes of the silver-haired young man, and he was stunned involuntarily.

In the night, even the corners of Xiu's mouth were tinged with blood. He clapped his hands, as if welcoming a more exciting performance.

“It’s not over yet.”

The magic light lit up in the dark night, and Du Ze saw the familiar magic circle again, this time not in the air, but on the ground! It was as if an invisible hand carefully drew neat gray lines in the open space opposite them. When the first part of the outermost circle was connected, the runes of the magic circle lit up gray light from the outside to the inside. The overlapping layers of light were like shallow undulating waves, vaguely showing countless black shadows, which became more and more obvious and more and more substantial. When all the runes were lit up, countless fallen people appeared in front of everyone. Old John, who had not been seen for a long time, stood in the front and waved to them with a smile on his face.

Du Ze rolled his eyes dully, taking in the endless number of Fallen. He had impressions of all of them. They were the Fallen that were destroyed by Xiu's large magic circle during the previous collection process. Wait, Du Ze suddenly remembered a crucial thing. How could he forget that Silver Dragon was best at space magic.

——That huge gray magic circle is not an offensive spell at all, but a teleportation magic circle!

"You..." Eric stared at all this in a daze, his voice filled with disbelief: "So you didn't kill them...?"

"Why should I kill them?" Xiu asked back, as if it was the biggest mockery of the questioner.

The excitement was like a pot of boiling water, boiling to the point of overflowing. Du Ze couldn't help but reach out and grab Xiu's sleeve. This man didn't kill any civilians. All he did was use magic to transfer the fallen and gather strength bit by bit.

The hand he extended was noticed by the other party almost instantly, and Xiu took over and grabbed Du Ze's hand and squeezed it tightly. Du Ze stared at the two people's clasped hands, and the hot temperature came from Xiu's palm, no longer as cold as before.

This was the Xiu he believed in. Although he was somewhat vindictive, he was no longer the protagonist of "Mixed Blood" who would wantonly kill others.

The Fallen sent by the magic circle collided with the outermost Celestial guards without hesitation, and the sound of fighting resounded through the night sky again. Old John crossed the battlefield and came to Xiu's side. Mechanical puppets have always been treated as inanimate objects by the divine tower, so neither the Celestials nor the Fallen attacked him.

"Young Master," Old John said to Xiu with a smile, "I have distributed the equipment as you instructed. After a simple training, they are basically able to get started."

Du Ze looked at the colorful armor and weapons on the fallen ones, and lit a candle for the Celestial Clan from the bottom of his heart. The cute master with dwarf blood must be able to wholesale artifacts - even if they are not artifacts, they are sub-artifacts! Do you remember the silver sword that was said to be just a trial in the weapons competition? Even if an ordinary person equipped with a divine weapon cannot beat a sword master, what about ten, a hundred, or a thousand? The number of fallen ones teleported by Xiu is almost tens of thousands, not to mention that the Celestial Clan is now exhausted.

The balance of war has clearly tilted towards the Fallen. The Governor pointed at Xiu tremblingly and said, "What do you want to do...!?"

"Just like what you want to do." Xiu did not hide his murderous intentions: "Force everyone to rebel and let them kill the people I want to kill."

Even though Xiu did not specify who the target was, everyone present focused their attention on the Governor. The Governor, who was being watched by everyone, became even more anxious. He looked at the melee in front of him, and then looked at the sky. He had never hoped to see the light as much as he did at this moment - as long as the sky got light, the reinforcements from the Celestial Tribe would come.

However, Xiu would not give the Governor a chance. The Celestials fell one after another, but the magic circle continued to bring in new people. Finally, the first Fallen broke through the guards' defense line. He looked at the four people in the circle and chose the brightest Governor as the primary target without hesitation.

"Quick, quickly destroy him!"

With the help of the guards around him, the fallen one was quickly dealt with, but more and more fallen ones were about to break through the defense line. After being attacked several times in a row, the governor finally put aside his pride and asked Xiu for help. "You just want to pass the level, right! I'll give you the feather, you quickly get rid of these people!"

Huh...? Du Ze thought the Governor's words were a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. Xiu stared at the Governor for a while, then grinned: "It sounds like a good suggestion."

The Governor heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing that the Celestial Clan's guards were collapsing faster and faster, the Governor no longer hesitated and handed over most of his feathers to Xiu. At this time, the number of Xiu's feathers was more than the Governor and Eric combined. Not surprisingly, Xiu had already reached the requirements for clearance.

However, under the Governor's hopeful gaze, Xiu did not send the Fallen away. The Governor could not help but remind him: "Why don't you...?"

"That's a good suggestion indeed." A hint of sarcasm flashed across Xiu's lips like a ripple. "But, do I agree?"

The Governor was completely stunned. Du Ze felt deep sympathy from the bottom of his heart. This behavior, which was almost like deception, was too much like a villain. Usually, the protagonist was deceived by the little boss and then yelled "How could you go back on your word!", but now the little boss was forced by the cute master to whimper and accuse "How could you do this!". Du Ze felt that he must have been a failure. Why did he feel so happy?

During the conversation, the battle had entered a white-hot stage, and both the Fallen and the Celestials were fighting desperately. Eric, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up: "Stop it now, you have achieved your goal, don't create any more unnecessary sacrifices."

"Heh..." Xiu chuckled. "Do you want to save the world again?"

"You are not the only one saving people, Lord Saint." Xiu's voice sounded like a sigh and a mockery. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the fighting Celestials and the Fallen.

"You are saving this group of Celestials, and I am saving the creatures dominated by the Celestials."

Hearing Xiu's words, anger ignited in Eric's green eyes.

"You forced them and used them to kill the Celestial Tribe like this, and you actually say you are saving people?!"

"Yes, I am using them." Xiu admitted without hesitation. "But do you think that giving them light and making them stop fighting is redemption?" Xiu smiled. "Your Excellency, the Holy Son of the Temple of Light, you gave them light to eliminate their resentment, so they will be grateful until the next levy of the Celestial Clan; you made them stop fighting to reduce their sacrifices, so they will live in the darkness until the Celestial Clan recovers."

"Rather than saving those civilians, you are protecting these Celestials." Xiu glanced at the bewildered Governor. "Even though you pointed your sword at him, you never really thought of killing him; even though you wanted to help these civilians, you never thought of letting other creatures overthrow the rule of the Celestials."

"Because in your perception, the Celestials are 'good' - they are the messengers of the God of Light."

“……!”

Eric was about to say something in rebuttal, but a newly-invaded Fallen interrupted him. The Fallen also swept around, and then attacked Xiu, who had the most feathers at this time, but was blocked by Old John halfway. The Fallen maintained a certain respect for the brown-haired man who provided them with equipment. He stopped and looked at Old John in confusion.

"It's still a while before dawn." Old John pointed to the freight wagon not far away and suggested kindly, "If I were you, I would move the spoils away before the reinforcements from the Celestial Tribe arrive, instead of provoking the wrong people."

The Fallen One was a little hesitant, but when he realized that his target was the silver-haired young man who could destroy everyone with just a large magic circle, he turned decisively and ran towards the freight wagon.

When a freight wagon was opened and the light illuminated half of the night sky, there was a strange pause on the battlefield. All the fallen looked straight at the source of the light, and they were reluctant to look away even if the Celestials chopped them with weapons.

"For the light."

I don't know who shouted. All the fallen were going crazy. Their eyes were filled with tears. They rushed towards the light like a group of moths flying towards the fire. "For the light!"

The battle line of the Celestial Tribe collapsed completely, and the remaining Celestial Tribe guards were engulfed by the frenzied Fallen. Everyone rushed to the third column of the wagon train, and as more and more freight wagons were opened, the bright, warm light illuminated every face that was crying with ecstasy.

Under the light, Xiu said the last words to Eric with a smile.

"You have always been protecting the light, but I protect more than just the light. This is the essential difference between you and me."

"What day is it today?"

Alice, who was tying Will's hair, thought for a moment and replied, "A star has turned."

"Why haven't they come back yet?" Enoch wailed, looking at the carriages at the city gate and starting to come up with some ideas. "Why don't we sneak into those chariots tomorrow? Haven't some chariots been out in the past few days?"

"When are you leaving?"

Enoch looked at Moore in shock. He wanted to make a joke, but Moore took it seriously. What shocked Enoch even more was that Rachel agreed seriously, "I observed their shift changes, and the time before dawn is the best time to act."

The golden dragon Leon, who was some distance away from them, also looked over here frequently, and seemed very interested in participating in this plan.

What stopped this crazy plan was the sudden opening of the city gate. A group of Celestial Clan guards driving chariots flew in with a carriage. Enoch had the sharpest eyes. "Huh? Isn't this the person who went out today... Du Ze! I saw Du Ze!"

As soon as Du Ze got off the carriage, he saw the short-haired thief running towards him. He wanted to say hello, but he was stunned after seeing something.

"——Who is this brother with silver hair?"

Xiu was too lazy to bother with Enoch, the fool. He opened the space ring and released Old John. Now, except for Mor, who had seen the silver dragon, everyone else knew that the dragon with silver hair, red eyes and ear fins in front of them was Xiu.

Enoch couldn't help but pull on Verla's sleeve. "Xiu, Xiu, what's going on?"

"Demons, undead, humans, elves, beasts, dwarves, and dragons." Verla counted carefully, "It seems that the eight major races are almost all there."

"We're still missing the Celestial Tribe." Alice added with a smile on her sister's behalf.

Enoch slightly closed his wide mouth. "Well, Master Thief always feels that in the near future, I will see Brother Xiu become a Celestial Clan..."

As they were talking and laughing, a member of the Celestial Clan came over respectfully.

"Master Xiu, please follow me. We are about to go to the Ninth Heaven to conduct the ordination ceremony. Under the patron saint of the God of Light, you will become the new governor."

Emma and the others can finally go to see the arrogant BOSS of the God of Light! Du Ze felt a little moved, like a daughter-in-law who has finally become a mother-in-law after many years of experience. The Celestial Tribe dungeon is almost becoming a series in his lifetime.

"Wait a moment."

When the group was about to leave, they heard shouting from behind. Du Ze turned around and saw the Golden Dragon Lion running towards them. The middle-aged man looked very anxious because he couldn't find Eric.

"Where's Eric?" Leon became more and more anxious, and his voice involuntarily became a roar: "Why didn't he come back!"

There was only one carriage coming back, and there was no one else besides Du Ze and Xiu. Xiu glanced at Eric's contracted partner, and there was a dark red in his eyes.

"Why are you questioning me - do you think I killed him?" Xiu drew a space blade and pierced through Leon in the blink of an eye. "You see, I can't touch your Son at all. He is still alive and well down there."

"Maybe you will be able to see him again." Xiu slowly smiled, with such a malicious arc, like a child catching a fish from the water and throwing it to the ground, watching it struggle to die bit by bit in the mud.

"However, it is unknown whether the Eric you saw is the Eric you know."

The Son of God who has pure faith in light is destined to never leave the Celestial Clan copy.

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Do you understand?

Even if it is very similar, it is just "similar", not "is" - there is only one Xiu in this world.

He is different from me, different from who I am now and who I have been, so stop looking at him in a special light.

Do you understand?

——【Black Box】