“But this time is more than enough to defeat you.” Clarence slammed his palm into the ground, and after a violent shaking, a crack quickly extended forward along the ground.
Just as Todd was about to dodge the attack using his speed-enhancing ability, dozens of stone spikes suddenly emerged from the cracks in the ground, imprisoning him in place.
Just as he was struggling to break free of his restraints, the flesh troll's fist slammed heavily into Todd, sending him flying into the air. After falling, he slid along the ground for more than ten meters before finally coming to a stop.
Clarence strode toward Todd, the ground trembling beneath his feet.
"I don't understand, I really don't understand. Faced with the temptation of power, why do you still cling to human values!" Clarence looked at Todd, who was lying heavily injured on the ground, and shook his head in bewilderment, roaring, "What are mutants?! Mutants are born to be the rulers of the world, beings distinct from lowly species like humans!"
Clarence stopped in front of Todd, crouching down to look at the tiny figure before him. His voice, devoid of anger, held a calm undertone: "Todd, when I was in the Council of Elders, I read a scholar's work. He roughly calculated some figures about humanity. From the time of creation, humanity has existed for approximately eight thousand years. Based on the rate of species growth and extinction, and the construction of mathematical models, the number of humans who died in battle, from disease, or in accidents exceeds one hundred million. And now, all these kingdoms and cities, how many people do they have combined? Tens of thousands!"
A rare look of emotion appeared in Clarence's eyes: "Todd, do you know what this means? Humans, in the end, are nothing more than expendable commodities. Their birth and death are inherently for the creation of heroes and gods!"
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