Xia Ya's calm words echoed in everyone's ears.
The originally noisy campus fell into an eerie silence in an instant, with only the crackling sound of the surrounding fire pillars remaining.
No one expected Char to say such a thing, not even the arsonists of the Ash Cult.
The tense and explosive atmosphere just now had already been set in place, and they were all ready for a fierce battle to break out later -
Who knew that the leader of the opposite side would click to surrender in the blink of an eye.
It was like a punch that had been accumulating for a long time hitting cotton, and there was an indescribable feeling of discomfort.
The arsonist leader was also stunned for a few seconds, and then his ugly face under the black robe, which seemed to be corroded by sulfuric acid, showed a trace of anger: "Are you kidding me?"
Even ants try to survive, so who would voluntarily seek death?
Even the youngest children in the empire understand one thing - that is, the only choice when facing the enemy is to hold the weapon tightly in your hand.
...
...
The more you compromise, the more you give up resistance, and pin your hopes on the other party's kindness and false promises, the faster you will be defeated.
What's more, the word "mercy" has nothing to do with the Order of Ashes, and they themselves have never expected to deceive others with sweet words.
He didn't believe that the senior student of Saint Laurent College didn't understand this truth.
"You actually figured out that I was lying to you? That's not easy."
Opposite him, Xia raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"It seems that my previous judgment was correct. You are indeed different from other ordinary arsonists."
"You are a logical, intelligent, high-level arsonist."
For some reason, Char's words were clearly compliments to him.
But to the ears of the arsonist leader, it was clearly more harsh than the curses and shouts of other students.
There was a flash of anger in his eyes, and he was about to explode.
But Xia suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Well, since you are a smart person, I won't hide it anymore."
"Well, let's make a deal."
Char turned sideways and pointed at Diris, whose fair neck was pointed at by a sickle not far away.
And, the group of civilian students in the back, covered in dust and trembling in fear under the close surveillance of the arsonists.
"Remove the fire blockade and set them free."
"In exchange, I will give up resistance, voluntarily enter the altar, and become a sacrifice in your fire sacrifice."
…
The arsonist leader glanced at the pitiful Diris beside him, and then looked at Char.
A light bulb went off in his head, and in an instant he had an epiphany.
I see.
That way, it all makes sense.
Although Char and Airola did have the ability to storm the altar, even if they really broke the altar and broke the blockade of the fire formation, there were still countless students who were restrained in place.
In such chaos, how many students could be rescued was really up to fate. It would be considered lucky if half of them could escape.
Especially this girl named Diris, she was almost certain to die...
Now that I think about it, even though I was an elite student at Saint Laurent College, in the final analysis, I was just a young man full of vigor and vitality.
They are still young and immature, living in an ivory tower like the Extraordinary Academy. They have never faced the cold cruelty of society, nor have they tasted the bitterness of betrayal.
Therefore, the other party will still believe in the illusory so-called love.
They also have fantasies about words made up by bards such as "salvation", "sacrifice" and "companion", and dream of becoming a hero who can protect and save everyone.
In an instant, looking at Char, countless associations emerged in the arsonist leader's mind.
In Char, he seemed to see his own past.
When I saw the young boy in the village who once dreamed of becoming a partner of justice, I remembered the village girl named Cuihua at the entrance of the village.
But soon, the arsonist leader's eyes turned cold again, clearing away all distracting thoughts.
There is no such thing as love with vows of eternal love; it is just sweet words to play with people's hearts.
Ashes and flames are the only eternal and unchanging things in this world.
If you want to be a hero, it depends on whether you are qualified.
The arsonist leader looked at Char and said in a hoarse voice: "Trading your life in exchange for the lives of hundreds of them? What are you kidding..."
But before he could finish his words, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Char.
"You mean... I'm not worthy?"
"I--"
“Not worthy of being exchanged for these losers?” Xia said before he finished speaking.
The leader of the arsonists noticed that the young man, who had seemed to be shrouded in mystery and difficult for him to see through, was suddenly freed from his restrictions.
The layers of fog disappeared.
The brilliant, burning soul origin was thus presented without any cover in the spiritual perception of the arsonist leader.
In an instant, the arsonist felt a great sense of confusion.
It's like an ant facing a mountain...
No, using such a metaphor to describe it seems a little too pale.
It was like the ancient ape raised its head and looked up at the sky for the first time, and then saw the endless sea of stars.
The arsonist leader has not yet recovered from his shock.
In his ears, he heard the urgent voice of his own patriarch.
"Hurry, promise him."
Outside the firewall.
The Patriarch of the Ash Cult, who had been riding on the lava giant and had never spoken a word even during the fight with the two Four-Ring Masters, finally spoke for the first time.
For a student who is not even at the third ring level.
As a high-level fourth-ring warrior, his mental power is strong enough to control a king-level pet. His mental perception is much clearer than that of his third-ring subordinate.
It was clearly just a glimpse.
But at that moment, Patriarch Ash felt like he saw a shining star.
It is bright and hot, yet so clear, deep and mysterious.
This discovery made the Patriarch's hands tremble with excitement, and he even lost control of the lava giant below him. Lieutenant Colonel Sieg's Earth War Bear took the opportunity to attack with a combination of earth element punches.
Large pieces of lava fragments fell to the ground, burning huge holes, but he didn't care about it.
Although the Lord of Ashes is indeed somewhat insane, and his Ash Cult is also somewhat mentally abnormal—
However, since the Order of Ashes has developed into a force, it means that the God of Ashes does have some demands on worldly interests.
The greatest need among them is to have an intellectual soul.
The more mysterious, the more powerful, the purer the soul... then the higher its value as a fire offering.
That's why they did the opposite this time. Instead of attacking those remote areas, they directly targeted the defenseless Saint Laurent College.
It is because compared to those adults who have been through many hardships, or have been corrupted by life and tainted with the smell of money, or whose hearts have been tainted with dust due to long-term suffering and coldness——
Only these students in the ivory tower have purer souls.
In fact, the quality of students at Saint Laurent College did not disappoint the Patriarch, and the girl who was able to sign a contract with the pure white unicorn was an unexpected surprise.
but--
Compared to Char.
Everyone else seemed somewhat unworthy of mention.
"Promise him that he alone will be worth more to the Lord than all the others combined."
"His soul is the best tonic for the Lord... I will do my best to hold back the two four rings outside."
"Remember, even if we all die in battle, we must wait until the fire sacrifice ceremony is completed."
After hurriedly leaving behind a few rumors, the Patriarch returned his energy to the battle.
He was originally outnumbered by two, and just now he was distracted for a while, which gave Lieutenant Colonel Sieg and Professor Kahn the opportunity to beat him up.
If we continue to be distracted, I'm afraid we will be defeated soon.
It was a small matter for him to die in battle, but if this caused the Lord to lose a good opportunity to complete His own body, then he would probably not have peace even when he ascended to the Kingdom of God after his death.
The other side.
The arsonist leader, who received the message, turned around and saw the young man with black hair and black eyes, looking at him with a half-smile.
His mental strength had been retracted at some point, and was once again shrouded in layers of fog, making it difficult to see clearly.
Only the pair of dark eyes remained deep, reminding the arsonist leader of the silent starry sky before.
"So--"
Char yawned.
"Come to trade?"
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