"Oh, I almost forgot, there are also you ordinary people. Don't worry, I understand your eagerness to contribute to the cause of eliminating the supernatural. Although you don't have spirituality, as the captain of the Xia Kingdom, I will do my best to meet any needs of the people." Fang Xiu had a dangerous smile on his face as he lightly twirled the scalpel in his hand.
"No! Don't come any closer!"
"Captain Fang! I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I was just confused for a moment!"
"I shouldn't question the great prophet; all your decisions are beyond question and absolutely correct!"
"The Buddhist sect stole your things, the Buddhist sect deserves to die! I am a reporter, a well-known reporter! If you let me go, I will go back and immediately condemn them!"
*Slap slap...*
"What brilliant remarks! But you didn't seem to be saying that just now?" Fang Xiu couldn't help but applaud everyone's brilliant speech.
"Captain Fang, we were blinded by greed and actually doubted you. You are the one who is wholeheartedly devoted to the Xia Kingdom. The Buddhist sect is nothing compared to you. If it weren't for headquarters and you during the strange invasion, we would all be dead long ago."
Where was Buddhism back then? Now they're reaping the benefits, ugh! Despicable!
"Hehehe... How surprisingly reasonable! It's the same mouth, yet it utters completely different truths. How interesting."
It's just a pity that I still agree more with your previous theory: the weak should have a spirit of selfless dedication to the strong, shouldn't they?
Offer up your fears!!
The next moment, the blood moon shone brightly in the sky, and everyone was instantly trapped in an illusion. The blood moon would reflect the things that everyone feared most in their hearts.
"ah!"
"don't want!"
"Help!"
Screams and pleas for mercy rang out, and the crowd was in complete chaos. They stared at the blood moon in the sky as if they had gone mad, and fear spread like a tidal wave.
At this moment, Fang Xiu, like a demon under the blood moon, quietly admired everything before him.
A moment later, the Avici Hell dissipated, and a group of people lay unconscious in front of the headquarters, each with a lingering look of terror on their faces, as if they were having some kind of nightmare.
Fang Xiu did not kill them. After all, these were loyal and righteous people who were wholeheartedly devoted to the Xia Kingdom and made selfless contributions. These people should live, live with the mark of nightmares, and contribute their share to the cause of eliminating the strange phenomena every night after falling asleep.
The soldiers around him swallowed hard as they looked at the fallen men. Although they were a little scared, they still dutifully cleared a path for Captain Fang to pass through.
Fang Xiu walked to the front of the headquarters and instructed the guards, "In the future, if any people want to contribute to the headquarters, remember, do not stop them. Let them all in."
The soldiers looked at their commander-in-chief, who was standing right in front of them. Although the commander-in-chief's expression was calm, they all felt a tightness in their hearts, as an invisible sense of oppression permeated the air.
They immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, Commander!"
Fang Xiu nodded and then entered the headquarters.
Inside the captain's office, the minister was already waiting.
"Fang Xiu, it's fortunate you didn't kill anyone, otherwise, if the captain of a national army attacked an ordinary person, it would probably cause a public outcry," the minister said with a hint of relief.
Fang Xiu nodded without saying a word.
Murder? That's too low-level.
The right approach would be to make all those who dare to defy you live forever in your shadow, forever instilling fear in them.
What's the situation on the Buddhist side?
“There has been no action whatsoever.” The minister’s face showed a hint of solemnity: “Since you issued the notice, it’s as if the Buddhist sect hasn’t received the news. They still go about offering incense and recruiting disciples every day as usual.”
"Very good." Fang Xiu smiled slightly: "It seems that the Buddhist sect doesn't take me seriously at all."
The minister said worriedly, "Fang Xiu, are you really confident in fighting against Buddhism? The current situation is strange and severe. If there are a lot of casualties at headquarters, it may shake the foundation of Xia Kingdom. Most importantly, don't forget that there is not only Buddhism in Xia Kingdom, but also Taoism."
What if you two fight like the snipe and the clam, and the Taoist sect profits from the conflict?
"It doesn't matter. They are just the weak left over from the last era. Back then, Zhou Qingfeng led the strong from the last era to counterattack the other side. These weak people who could not gain a foothold on the other side were left behind. Now that time has passed, they feel that the strong from the past are gone, and the present is their world."
"When the three-day period is up, I will show them that the weak, in any era, will always remain weak."
During this trip to the burial site, Fang Xiu inquired about the Taoist and Buddhist sects, confirming that they were indeed the weaker party in the previous era.
It turns out that spatial nodes also come in different sizes. If the real world is a house, then spatial nodes are like mouse holes in the house, and these holes vary in size.
The smaller the hole, the lower the level of danger.
Unfortunately, the burial site was the largest rat hole, so the burial site was filled with gray mist and endless eeriness. Even when Zhou Qingfeng took out the strongest part of the body of the forbidden monster, the Heart of the Forbidden Monster, to suppress it, he still could not completely block the rat hole.
That's why there are those sixth-tier powerhouses guarding the burial ground; their role is to assist the Heart of Forbidden Ghosts.
In addition to being a spatial node, the burial ground was also a prison used to detain those who committed heinous crimes in the previous era.
That's why the burial ground was designed with such a set of operating rules, where every spirit master who enters it will be exploited to the extreme.
The spatial nodes of Taoism and Buddhism are relatively small, and the suppression of other parts of the forbidden area is sufficient, and they do not have the extremely harsh rules of the burial ground.
This can be understood as follows: both Taoist and Buddhist sects have a building similar to White Stone Town. This building is not only free of charge, but also isolates the gray fog and eerie atmosphere day and night, which is equivalent to a safe zone in a game.
Back then, hundreds of thousands of Taoist and Buddhist disciples and believers entered the spatial node, where they lived, multiplied, and thrived. Although the living environment was harsh, it was still a unique kind of paradise.
Compared to the burial ground, it's practically paradise on earth.
Of course, the Taoist and Buddhist sects are not without their worries. They must constantly improve their own strength and hunt down the strange creatures in the spatial nodes to provide power for the forbidden creatures' limbs. Only in this way can the spatial nodes be continuously suppressed and prevented from being swallowed up by the strange creatures.
Aside from Taoism and Buddhism, the third spatial node in Xia Kingdom has been completely turned into a sea of monsters, precisely because the people inside failed to hunt enough monsters to provide enough power for the forbidden monster limbs.
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Three days later.
The three-day deadline has finally arrived.
The Buddhist community remained unmoved in the face of Fang Xiu's ultimatum.
Inside the meeting room.
Fang Xiu sat in the highest seat, surrounded by a large group of people.
It was Captain Fang Moli and others, as well as Yang Ming and his personal guard.
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