In front of a village, hundreds of neatly dressed villagers knelt together, looking quite well off, all facing the sacred mountain and worshipping with devout expressions.
"Everyone, the great Goddess Mother needs our help. Let us all contribute our meager strength."
"Afterwards, Her Majesty will certainly not make things difficult for us; on the contrary, she will reward us. At that time, perhaps the direct line of guards of the Divine Mountain will be chosen from among us," an old man in brocade robes shouted loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless men's eyes turned red.
A similar operation was carried out ten years ago, and many talented people in their village were selected. Now that it's happening again, how can they not be excited?
That place has all the beauties, cultivation techniques, and resources of the entire divine realm...
"Don't worry, village chief, I will definitely do my best to bring glory to the village," a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy said excitedly, with a faint golden light above his head.
"Haha, I won't fall behind either. I've already grasped the essence of Qi, and my quality is even better than yours," a man in his early twenties laughed loudly. His ball of light was noticeably larger than that of an ordinary person.
...
A surge of golden power emanated from the orbs of light above their heads, heading towards the sacred mountain.
...
In front of a rather dilapidated little village, dozens of people were also worshipping.
“Brother Wade, Brother Payne, stop right now! Don’t give Olympus any power. They won’t reduce taxes, and they certainly won’t choose you as guards.”
But a blonde girl shouted in front of them in a very pleasant voice, though many of the young people hesitated.
“Janet, don’t disturb us. What if the Goddess punishes us for not being devout in the future?”
"This will at least ensure that taxes won't be increased. Besides, if they choose the Mountain Guards from among us, then we won't have to suffer like this anymore," a middle-aged man said, clenching his fist.
“Yes, Janet, I must become a guardian of the sacred mountain, and then I will come back to marry you when I become strong,” a young man said through gritted teeth.
A voice immediately retorted.
"Pine, get lost! You couldn't even sense any aura. I'd be more likely to marry Janet."
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Seeing how persistent they were, Janet became anxious.
All I could do was patiently advise, "Uncle Bivis, even if it were a real election, it wouldn't be your turn. You're over fifty and you can barely sense Qi. And Grandpa Alvin, you're seventy. Why are you getting involved in this mess?"
Even if Olympus really falls, wouldn't that be a good thing for us?
Back then, what taxes were there to pay?
Ever since her night with Gu Yan a few days ago, she has been unable to eat or sleep.
When she heard that familiar voice, she knew that the person had really attacked the sacred mountain and had even forced Gaia to this point.
She absolutely could not allow more power to reach the sacred mountain, so she had to stop her uncles and brothers with whom she had known for many years.
Upon hearing this, the only elderly man suddenly realized what was happening.
“Hey, Janet’s right. If those gods fall, why will we still have to pay taxes?”
He's getting senile, sigh.
He then stood up with the help of his cane, and the newly formed ball of light vanished instantly due to his lack of piety.
"Damn, I completely forgot about that. Well then, I wish them all the best," said the middle-aged man named by Jenny.
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Gradually, the middle-aged and elderly people stood up and stopped worshipping. They knew that even if they had truly contributed their efforts, they would definitely not be able to go to the sacred mountain.
However, a dozen or so young people remained unrepentant, continuing to worship, with the orbs of light above their heads spinning and constantly emitting golden energy.
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On the other side, Gu Yan had gone berserk, imprisoning hundreds of people in a golden cage and relentlessly hammering them to pieces.
"Ah, you demon, heretic, no wonder the Goddess Mother..."
"Waaaaah, we know we were wrong..."
Countless people begged for mercy, but it was to no avail.
With a series of loud bangs, people were continuously exploding into a bloody mist; in just a few breaths, blood had already flowed like a river...
"Hmph, regardless of right or wrong, those who help my enemies deserve to die," Gu Yan said, his eyes red.
He'd already smashed countless people to pieces; his ferocity was surging...
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