"Master! Let your disciple help you, share the burden with me. I know I am weak, but even if I am shattered to pieces, I am willing to help you with even a little bit!" Lin Ye shouted loudly with bloodshot eyes.
His words resonated with the other spirit masters at headquarters.
"And me! Great prophet, please let me do something! Even if it means death, I want to help you!"
"And us too! Us too!"
More and more people stepped forward, unable to stand by and watch their hero face all the difficulties alone, all for the sake of protecting them and others.
The radiation range expanded, and the number of people stepping forward increased exponentially. Even three-year-old toddlers stepped forward in their childish voices: "I also want to help the prophet brother!"
Fang Xiu's calm gaze slowly swept over the united people of Xia Kingdom. The boiling power of their faith proved the truth of their words, which gave him a new idea.
Perhaps, we can ask others to help us share the burden of God's kingdom.
Although they are weak, their sheer numbers make up for it.
With this thought in mind, he began to try to share some of the pressure with Lin Ye, the strongest person in Xia Kingdom; however, he failed at the very beginning.
This is his divine kingdom, and naturally all the pressure rests on him, leaving no room for others.
However, after his failure, a faint smile appeared on his lips: "So this is the way to break the deadlock. Since I can only bear the pressure of the divine kingdom, I just need to turn all the people of the divine kingdom into me."
"Black Lotus Decree!"
A deep black light shot out from the True Self's commandment, heading straight for the sky, and vanished in an instant.
Everything seemed to have been normal, but the next second, everyone felt something and looked down at the back of their hands. A strange and beautiful black lotus mark slowly formed and then quickly disappeared.
After the Black Lotus Mark disappeared, they found that their connection with Fang Xiu had become even closer, and they even felt a blood connection with others.
It's as if everyone is one entity, without distinction, each person is a nation!
"Everyone..." Fang Xiu's calm voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth. Facing the expectant gazes of the crowd, he slowly spoke: "Let's build a home together."
"Very good!"
"Ah! Long live the prophet!!"
"Let us fight alongside you!"
The enormous cheers nearly lifted the heavens.
Once everyone became clones, he could finally distribute the pressure, breaking it down into billions of parts that fell upon the people of Xia Kingdom.
As the strongest person in Xia Kingdom, Lin Ye naturally bore the most pressure, while the others also bore varying degrees of pressure according to their strength.
The moment the pressure hit, everyone felt a weight on their shoulders, as if they were carrying a thousand-pound burden. Some even fell to the ground. But everyone gritted their teeth and persevered. No one chose to give up. Only at this moment did they truly understand how much Fang Xiu had borne for them.
Their laughter and joy are because someone is carrying the burden.
"So this is the pressure that prophets bear?"
“He has sacrificed so much for us, and now it’s finally our turn to share his burden.”
Time passed second by second, and with the efforts of Fang Xiu and the people of Xia Kingdom, the phantom of the divine kingdom was finally fully formed. From then on, the entire Xia Kingdom was transformed into Fang Xiu's divine kingdom.
However, although the divine kingdom was formed and the problem of invasion from the other side was solved, the pressure on the divine kingdom still existed, and even increased after it was formed.
More and more people began to collapse, their faces contorted with veins, sweat pouring down their faces, their teeth clenched tightly, as if afraid that if they let out a breath, they would be too weak to hold on any longer.
Humans are emotional beings. When emotions run high, we often act impulsively and do many things we regret.
Now, a small number of people have begun to regret it. Even though Fang Xiu saved the Xia Kingdom and is known worldwide as a savior with everyone's faith, faith varies in strength, and some people with weaker faith are the first to waver.
They suddenly realized that this couldn't go on. Were they destined to live with such terrifying pressure for the rest of their lives, like people in a vegetative state, unable to even move a finger?
Living like this is worse than being dead.
"Ah! I can't take it anymore!" Someone could no longer hold back and roared in pain.
This initial event triggered a chain reaction, and more and more people couldn't hold on any longer, collapsing to the ground in large numbers, groaning in pain.
"It's better to die than to live such a painful life."
"What are you saying! This is a glimmer of hope that the prophet risked his life for us, we can't give up like this!"
"But I can't do it, I really can't. Who can live with this kind of pressure for a lifetime?!"
People gradually started arguing, some wanted to give up, while others insisted on persisting even at the cost of their lives, and the two sides argued fiercely.
"Great prophet, please say something. This really can't go on. We are not as strong as you, and we really can't hold on any longer."
"My lord prophet, is this the future of the Xia Kingdom?"
“Prophet, ignore these weaklings, we swear to fight you to the very end.”
"Hahaha..." Bei Xuan, covered in mud, laughed wildly. He knew he was doomed, so the thing that made him happiest right now was Fang Xiu's defeat.
"I told you long ago, only I can save the Xia Kingdom! You clearly can't save it yourself, yet you won't let others save it? Hahaha... Serves you right! Die! Die together! When the Divine Kingdom collapses, all of you will be buried with me!!"
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