Su Ming'an pursued him, but Mizushima Kawaseong avoided his attack and only used the angel sword in her hand to block the fatal blow. She knew that as long as Su Ming'an's mana was exhausted, she, who had the power given by God, would win in the end.
After all, the gods have always been... watching her. She is not a lucky person like Su Mingan who is loved by the world. This is one of the few places where she is favored by the world.
The night was getting darker. With Bluebird by his side, Beavis providing cover, Miaobu and Changqingluo providing assistance, and hundreds of priests and clerics providing firepower, they were all consuming Su Mingan's mana, trying to exhaust him. As for Su Mingan, there was no one behind him. He had always been fighting alone, and would always be fighting alone.
There were roars one after another, and some figures fell like drowned seabirds, and some figures fell to pieces under the moon, with blood spilling in the sky. Corpses fell one after another under the blue moon tonight, and their faces still showed loyalty to the gods.
Blood splattered on Su Mingan's face. He raised his hand to wipe it off expressionlessly, with bright red moonlight flowing on his fingers.
He had fought for a long time like this in the ruins world, but at that time he was killing robots, so he didn't feel much reality. Now it was people, and the memories of one person after another poured into his mind, turning into dots of white light gathering around him.
Their cries before death - their reluctance and hatred -
"Devil—devil!"
"He is definitely a demon... You heard it, he holds the power of death. Only demons can possess such evil power..."
"He is a devil, and his companions are also devil supporters... Bishop Li was bewitched, Xiao Jingsan is a pagan, Chao Yan is a witch, and Su Luoluo beside him is also a witch, as well as Li Yuxuan, Yi Zhongyu, and Xia Jiawen... The gods said that these people seduced him, and he should have been an archangel of the gods!"
Listening to these ridiculous accusations, Su Mingan wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes and said nothing.
"Now, you are also an executioner." The god laughed from afar.
The blood and corpses on the ground... Su Mingan had never had blood on his hands in the past ten rounds, but now the gods finally saw this scene.
"God." Su Mingan glanced at the value of [Mana: 52/7000] and said, "I have heard of an anecdote before."
Mizushima Kawai raised her sword. She didn't want to listen to Su Mingan's nonsense. His charm was too terrifying.
"——I guess your current mana is 52 points." The spirit said calmly, "And your mana recovery rate is 60 points per minute. So, I can listen to you for two minutes."
So, everyone stopped attacking. They were in tattered clothes, and everyone had wounds from the shock, with blood dripping down.
"[Killing one person to benefit the world, is it okay?]" Su Mingan said: "[This person is innocent, and the people of the world are innocent. Then how can the innocence of one person and the innocence of the people of the world be explained?]"
Mizushima Kawaseong frowned. She already had the answer to this question: "Of course the innocence of the people of the world is more important."
"【Guan replied: Whoever wants to harm the world should be punished. If it is another person, call on warriors to kill him. If it is a group, let the government get rid of it. If it is a natural disaster, fight it. If it is a man-made disaster, hold people accountable. If it is a system, reform it.】" Su Mingan said: "As long as one person stops the tram, whether it is 'one person' or 'the world', it will not matter. You harm the world without knowing it, rob others of their living space, and ask another group of people to survive, but judge them based on their behavior of surviving. This is what you are doing."
"When civilization is facing a crisis, 'moralists' will always do their best to find enemies within, push all the sins onto others, and magnify and judge their sins to their heart's content. The more they judge others from a high position, the more their own sins will seem to have disappeared."
"God, you are doing this. You are the culprit, you are the one who wants to destroy the world, and you are the one who drives the train. But you push the issue of 'one person' and 'all the people in the world' onto someone like Mizushima Kawase, forcing her to 'judge' me. In the end, in everyone's eyes, it seems like everything is her fault."
Mizushima Kawano tightly grasped the hilt of the knife. She knew that Su Mingan was trying to get her to change her position again because his mana was running low.
This person... never misses the last chance.
"I have heard it all." The spirit said calmly, "I admit everything you said, but I am indifferent. Go ahead, goddess."
Mizushima Kawashima held up the black knife, her eyes slightly red.
Su Mingan smiled.
"God." Su Mingan raised his hand: "It's going to rain."
"What?" Mizushima Kawaseong didn't understand what he said. What does it mean that it's going to rain?
Su Mingan raised his head. The blue moon in the sky was gradually covered by dark clouds, revealing thick rain clouds. The last ray of moonlight lingered on his forehead, and then slid down gently.
The first drop of rain fell at this moment.
…
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"The people in the Steam Age are so ignorant. They stand in our way and prevent us from getting close to the coordinates—"
"Lu, can you get airborne?"
"Don't worry about me, just go-go!"
Noel's headset was filled with noisy voices. Anxious, tense, and passionate. The battle lines were quickly conveyed in the words, as if taking people back to that long-ago war era.
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