"If you're not even afraid of death, why would you be afraid of dark energy?"
Just as Wenxin was about to accept death, a strange voice appeared in his head.
She felt a wave of emotion and asked, "Who are you?"
"Does it matter who I am? You should ask yourself who you are. Are you this body that resists darkening, or are you the consciousness within the body?"
Wen Xin didn't reply, just thinking it was a fantasy before his death.
However, the next words from the strange being shook her heart.
"The God of Time said that every Weiman is unique. The body is not important, the energy structure is not important, the consciousness is the core. Only those who are foolish will cling to super powers and die in vain."
Wen Xin was shocked: "Does the God of Time really exist?"
"If it doesn't exist, why do you believe in it?"
"But if he really existed, why did he allow the Weiman tribe to be exterminated? Ever since I was imprisoned, I have given up my faith. The so-called gods are nothing more than this."
The strange voice stopped.
Because Chen An didn't expect her to have such thoughts.
"There are actually some people of the Weiman tribe who don't believe in the God of Time. What's going on?"
Because he and Fuyao had already concluded that the Weiman people had an underlying logic of believing in the God of Time and would rather die than disobey it.
But Wenxin went against it.
You can ask her in depth
"Okay, I'll ask again."
Chen An projected his consciousness over and asked, "Since you don't believe in the God of Time, why are you unwilling to transform into darkness?"
"I don't believe in the God of Time, but I do believe in my mother. She and other elders died fighting to protect us. Why should I join the enemy? The worst that can happen is that I die."
"Have you never thought about revenge?"
Wenxin was silent.
Chen An continued, "Going dark doesn't mean joining the enemy camp, but rather finding a better opportunity for revenge. If you don't want your elders' deaths to be in vain, you should do everything you can to survive and avenge them by any means necessary. Isn't that right?"
At this time, Wen Xin just raised her hand to block Ers' fatal blow, and the change in her eyes showed that her will was weakening.
"Huh, you can still resist?" Ers increased the intensity of his stomping and raised his hand to suck the stick in the distance into his hand.
Wen Xin's mind became increasingly confused. She asked, "The enemy is so powerful, how can I take revenge?"
Chen An replied: "Rely on more people. One Weiman may not be of much use, but what if there are thousands or tens of thousands of them? You probably don't want the others to die in the same pain as you did, right? If you want to save them, you must make some sacrifices. Are you willing to sacrifice?"
The voice was faint, but it exploded like thunder in Wen Xin's mind.
She murmured to herself, "To save others, one must sacrifice oneself first. That's right, if I'm not even willing to sacrifice myself, how can I save my people, how can I avenge myself!"
Her body was surging, and the violent dark energy swept over her body like an ocean, destroying all the super power that she was struggling to resist.
People were surprised to see that a thick, bright black color appeared on the body of the Weiman woman, as if she had walked into the abyss.
Especially those eyes, which were like two deep pits that made people dare not look directly at them.
"No, she seems to be undergoing darkening."
"What will happen to the Weiman people who accept the darkening?"
"I don't know. I've never seen this happen."
"I've seen the Weiman tribe forcibly darkened. They couldn't be suppressed at all. In the end, they had to rely on the emperor to suppress them."
"In other words, the Darkened Weiman Clan is invincible among their peers. Damn, could it be that they were tricked by the Arena officials?"
I thought it was a benefit, but I didn't expect it to be a disaster.
As for the officials of the competition platform, they are innocent.
Welfare is indeed welfare, but who would have thought that the Weiman people would go against their own conscience.
On the stage, Ers raised the blood-red iron rod and poked it towards Wenxin's head.
Bang!
The iron rod did not fall on the head, but was pinched by Wen Xin's fingers.
She gradually stood up, her tall and majestic body completely darkened, and she looked like a demon god.
"You..." Ers was shocked.
Wen Xin said nothing, snatched the weapon with one hand, and stabbed back casually.
Ers was horrified and wanted to retreat but found an obstacle behind him, which was suspected to be a space barrier formed by dark energy.
"Impossible, you are just a star-eater, how can you manipulate space?"
Seeing him about to collapse, the audience in the stands couldn't help but remind him: "Bullshit spatial manipulation, that's her control over dark energy. You idiot, others can do it just by darkening, but you can't even understand it?"
As he spoke, Wen Xin thrust the stick in his hand fiercely into the opponent's abdomen, piercing through it and taking out his internal organs.
Severely wounded by this blow, Ers quickly pulled himself out and retreated to the edge of the arena.
But Wenxin was too fast, and caught up almost instantly, stabbing the other person's head with the stick.
…
"You're not really going to lose, are you?"
"Fuck, this time it's a big deal. I'm putting all my wealth on the line."
“The official harvesting methods are really ugly.”
"RnM, return the money!"
The shouts were like waves, echoing throughout the audience.
Only Joshua was grinning from ear to ear.
Although he also bet a lot on Ers, the money he earned from betting on Wenxin was enough to make up for the loss, and he even made a big profit.
"Brother, that's awesome!" He gave Chen An a thumbs up.
Chen An smiled slightly and turned his head to look at a closed area above. That was the official control room of the arena. He didn't know how they would react.
In the control room, the person in charge frowned, not knowing how to deal with the matter.
"Inform headquarters of the situation and let them decide."
After waiting for a while, orders came from above.
"Every duel on the Star Arena is fair, impartial, and open. There's never any manipulation involved. Even the strongest can lose, and even the weakest can make a comeback. That's the true charm of competition."
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