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The war was still marching forward. In the battle with Anglan, Yunus on the other side of the sea won a complete victory, and their king declared his sovereignty in this foreign land.
Alice's identity this time is a member of Yunus' royal family. He also led the army to land in Anglan, but the human country is meaningless to him. All he needs is a reasonable reason to return to the Father.
This war, which lasted for several years and caused countless casualties, finally ended, but the end of the fighting did not mean eternal peace. The rule of foreign races would not last long, and the era of Yunus would only last a few decades.
But that is a whole new battle, one that inherits the old roots of hatred and greed.
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Su Yun opened his eyes and saw the grayish-white ceiling with a slightly metallic texture.
He returned to the real world, or rather... woke up from his dream.
Su Yun struggled to sit up. Although his body was still stiff and weak, it was much better than before he fell asleep.
He was still wearing the same clothes and there was no major change in his body, but his hair had grown longer again. The long, pure black hair was dull and lifeless, and it reached all the way to his waist.
I wonder what color his eyes have become... Maybe like his hair, they are becoming more and more like the Father God in my dreams.
The light in the cabin was very dim. If it were an ordinary bedroom, this would be a very suitable environment for taking a nap, but at this moment Su Yun just felt that the surroundings were terribly quiet. He slowly raised his head and looked at the huge observation window facing the bed.
Even though there was dead silence in his ears, Su Yun seemed to hear many heartbeats in a trance. They were stirring the blood to flow, foreshadowing countless lives.
The observation window is a one-way transparent solid, so of course one cannot see the outside world from the inside. But when Su Yun was looking at the observation window, he inexplicably knew that there was someone outside the window.
There was more than one person... there were many people, and they were all looking at him.
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"Is that a god or a devil?"
In the dead silence, a person uttered these words with difficulty.
No one answered him, and even the person who said this fell silent.
No, it shouldn’t be “fell into silence”, but rather… they were all lost in those eyes.
Those were a pair of silver eyes, like melted silver, without any impurities, just pure silver.
These people around the experimental cabin have already seen
There are too many experimental subjects. Perhaps they can get used to those angry, fearful, sad, desperate humans or non-humans, but they have never thought that there will be a day when they will fall into the abyss.
This was supposed to be just a sacrifice.
Yeah, it should have been.
Every six months, a large number of sacrifices are sent to the paradise. All of these sacrifices are energetic young people, and those who can be sent to the experimental cabin are the best among them. Their ages are between 20 and 26 years old, which is the most physically vigorous. Their intelligence and reaction ability are also above average, and there are even requirements in appearance.
But all these people died, without exception.
The oldest person outside the cabin had been working here for forty years. He was already an octogenarian, but he had never seen any sacrifice remain in human form after inhaling and injecting so much "dragon blood".
This sacrifice was completely intelligent, and his appearance had not changed at all - no, except for the color of his eyes and the length of his hair, but these changes were so insignificant compared to the previous experimental subjects!
The observers talked about the sacrifice, expecting changes in him, until this moment he opened his eyes.
The owner of the silver eyes was looking out through an observation window, as if he could see their faces clearly. He frowned slightly, which was his first expression.
Why is he frowning? Is something bothering him?
The old researcher heard his rotten heart beating wildly. At this moment, he just wanted to kneel down in fear and trepidation, obey all requests and execute all orders. That must be... an extremely happy thing, right?
Looking out the window, the crowd was as silent as a grave, but the old researcher knew that everyone was thinking the same thing as he was.
That’s a good question… Is this a god? Or a devil?
But the silence was finally broken.
"Who allowed you to look at him!" A low roar sounded, and a tall man violently pushed away the observer next to the control valve. He roughly smashed a button with his fist, and the observation window suddenly darkened and formed an opaque material.
Now, only their shadows can be reflected in the observation window.
The old researcher saw his own stunned face and the people around him who seemed to be possessed. He saw that his favorite student seemed to be trying to seize control of the observation window, but was easily pushed away by the man.
Oh...it's Osman. He is a servant of God. He has adapted to the dragon's blood. Ordinary humans are just fragile pieces of paper in front of him.
At this time, people also
Waking up as if from a dream, they looked towards the observation window in fear, but like the old researcher, they could only see their own faces.
What’s even more terrifying is that even though these people clearly know what happened to them, they still want to see the man with the silver eyes again.
The old researcher stood up, holding his chest and breathing heavily, "Master Osman, this is the authority given to us by Master Han Tang."
Osman looked at the old man in front of him coldly, murderous intent and violence surging in his heart. He could easily break the necks of everyone here, but he couldn't. He had to restrain himself - he was going to see Su Yun, and he couldn't bring any smell of death and blood.
"Han Tang--" Osman uttered the name, then sneered in a low voice.
Han Tang is the name of another servant of God. He and Su Yun are from the same country. He is Osman’s mortal enemy. They became servants of God almost at the same time and started competing for the position of priest.
This time, Han Tang was unable to preserve any sacrifices, so it was not surprising that he would grant such authority. After all, their competition was a life-and-death struggle. The winner would become a priest, and the loser would become a sacrifice.
The flowering season is about to end, and the death of the losers is also approaching.
No matter what... yes, no matter what, Su Yun must not be seen by others.
Osman thought a little crazily that he could only be his, and he wanted him to belong to him forever.
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The little hatch slid open.
Su Yun came back to his senses and saw Adelman as expected.
The tall man had a gentle expression. He asked in the tone of a lover: "How was it? Did you sleep well?"
Su Yun hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Is it six o'clock in the morning now?"
"No, it's six thirty in the evening." Edelman smiled and strode towards the bed. "How did you sleep...Su-Yun?"
The two syllables "Su Yun" seemed to be held between his lips and tongue and kissed. It sounded so charming, but it was a pity that Su Yun was completely unable to appreciate it.
Su Yun turned his head slightly: "...Are there a lot of people outside?"
Edman's smile faded a little, but soon he smiled again: "Some insignificant people, I don't want them to bother you."
He didn't seem surprised by Su Yun's sharpness. He just took a few steps forward as if he couldn't control himself: "You slept for a long time, I've been waiting for you to wake up."
Edelman knelt on one knee beside the bed, supporting himself with his hands on the bed. His body leaned forward slightly, but he restrained himself from making any overly offensive moves.
At this distance they can hear their breath,
Only then did Su Yun realize that he looked a little tired.
"Can you tell me now?" Su Yun lowered his eyes, "What... do you want to do to me?"
"We will have eternal life."
Edelman spoke with great confidence: "I will become a priest of God, and we will all receive God's mercy."
If one only looks at what this person said, then others would definitely think that it was the ravings of a dreamer or the illusion of a mentally ill person, but when these absurd things were narrated by Edelman, they seemed to be resounding and powerful.
"We are born blinded to the truth, and the vast majority of human beings will never be able to see through the truth throughout their lives. Poor people are like ants. They crawl out of caves, and then die in their small world for various reasons, and can never touch the kingdom of God."
Edelman spoke slowly and in a low voice, like a lover whispering in Su Yun's ear: "Everything in this world is God's creation. We are equal to ants in God's eyes. God is fiddling with everything in this world at will, just like a person aimlessly stepping on an ant on the road in a garden. Our thoughts as human beings are meaningless in God's world."
Su Yun looked up at Edelman. This man completely believed what he said. His feelings were so real and everything he said was so similar, so real and so similar that... it made Su Yun feel terrified.
What is this man talking about? What is the spirit he is talking about?
It was an extremely slight touch, but Su Yun was extremely sure that the name of this feeling was fear. At this moment, he was shivering under his disguise of indifference.
"God has no will, but God is a collection of malice. Dead things are food for disasters. Humans have souls, but souls are also worthless toys in God's games, just like so-called life."
Edelman's eyes never left Su Yun, but he was unable to see through him. He just kept on making contradictory statements: "But we can get eternal life as long as we get God's favor!"
Edelman's eyes became more and more fanatical, and his whole body was trembling slightly with excitement: "This method is very simple, very simple. The gods allow people to have eternal life as long as we offer enough sacrifices."
This cold man had long since thrown away his cold mask. He completely revealed his inner madness in front of Su Yun. He sighed softly and reached out to gently touch Su Yun's face: "Su... Yun... You are the best... You are so perfect...
…”
Su Yun was still immersed in the emotion called fear. He turned his eyes away from Edelman and stared blankly at his hands. In a trance, he seemed to see the shadow under his arm twisting.
"I have investigated your past experiences. Did you know that you 'drank dragon's blood' when you were young? It was cleverly injected into your body by the kidnappers in a funny way. However, those rude guys are all dead. They are just clowns in the scherzo. You don't need to care about them."
Edelman came closer. He could now easily hold Su Yun in his arms. His voice was like a whisper: "Su Yun, fate has already decided where you belong."
"God chose you. You are the chosen one."
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