“…”
Su Lin lowered the brim of his hat.
He sat on a bench in the church, holding a copy of "Old Books of the Dawn Church - To Our Merciful Lord" in his palm. He looked at the hungry civilians, who threw their only coins into the greedy red box, and the blood-red mouth was biting their bony hands.
Based on his experience, the gods simply don't have the time to glance at these humans, and people's prayers are destined to become food for the superiors' extravagant lifestyle.
Just now, the Dawn Mother Goddess gave an oracle - on April 12, 4E 182, that is, six days later, the World Tree will conduct a [mid-term selection], and the 10 billion people with the lowest story scores will be eliminated.
The oracle did not say what elimination meant, but there should be no other way to deal with it except death.
This made Luowasha panic.
“……”Su Lin put down the book and walked out.
Standing up almost at the same time as him was a man and a woman, the man was about forty years old and the woman was just an adult.
"Shu Rong, the first explosion occurred on King Street in the east. It is very likely the work of [Disaster of All Heavens]. This is your first mission, so follow me closely." The man spoke softly and walked out quickly.
"Yes... yes! Father." The girl with a ponytail quickly followed, holding the shoulder bag tightly.
"Call the captain."
"Yes...yes, Captain!"
Su Lin narrowed his eyes.
...The Disasters of the Universe? It seems to be a chaotic organization that believes in the Demonic Mother Goddess. They advocate creating disasters for the Mother Goddess and are outright evil elements. They have been particularly arrogant recently, and it is said that this is because a [protagonist] candidate is backing them up.
This father and daughter should be external representatives of the Nalan Court, responsible for investigating the chaos caused by the disasters in the sky.
Su Lin walked onto the streets of Lochalsh Parish. This country maintained its technological level at the steam age, and most of the people on the road were horse-drawn carriages.
"Newspapers for sale! The second level of the Disciple Game has begun. Who will get the perfect clearance?!" The newsboy ran barefoot on the street:
"The Six Days Selection is coming soon. What kind of story should we write?"
"The Banana Tribe was brutally exterminated..."
"The sea tribe is holding a talent show for the Sea King..."
"The new Saint of the Lighthouse Church has taken office. She is extremely beautiful..."
"A young man who calls himself Edward is preaching doomsday theory..."
"The young master of the blood clan, Lü Yuqing, was summoned by the World Tree and his whereabouts are unknown..."
"The legendary phoenix is about to be resurrected..."
"Hui Bai, one of the eight main character candidates, gave a speech..."
"Gentlemen, read the newspaper!"
Su Lin lowered the brim of his hat. Next he planned to go to the hell plane to take a look.
"The trail is right ahead, Shu Rong, follow me closely!" the man in front shouted.
"Yes! Captain!" Shu Rong followed closely behind him.
Sudden.
There was a loud explosion ahead!
"boom--!!"
Flames came, hot waves rushed towards them, and the father and daughter in front were directly swallowed up by the explosion!
"Oh my God!"
“Oh Lord!”
The tram stopped and the street vendors hurried back.
On the residential building next to him, a man in a red robe held a detonator, raised his arms high, and laughed wildly:
"——Go to hell! You lackeys of order!"
"The God of the End of All Things will awaken our desires! The era of oppression should end! The [New World] is coming, a kingdom of freedom built on words! That is the original face of the world!"
"You are blind and deaf people who are blinded by the material surface! Open your eyes and look at the world you live in! You don't understand it at all!"
He scratched his eyes like a conscious patient:
"Long live Kelinster! Long live Demonization! Kill the World Tree, kill the Supreme Lord!!!"
Seeing this, Su Lin raised his hand calmly.
The moment he raised his hand, the fire on the street suddenly disappeared, and the expatriate father and daughter stood in the center of the explosion unharmed.
The moment the explosion occurred, Su Lin turned it into harmless gas.
Looking at the stunned man on the residential building, Su Lin raised his eyelids: "If you want to kill the World Tree, why go after the civilians?"
The man reacted and angrily retorted:
"Why can the creators favored by the world tree survive, while the masses who cannot comprehend the inspiration must die? Why should we be chosen by the shitty aesthetics of a tree?"
"However, the God of the End of All Things promised us a [New World]...where everyone can write, without the censorship of the World Tree..."
"You've seen it, haven't you? Those beasts in robes are trying to steal even the last piece of black bread from the common people! Such greedy people in power, rigid classes, upper-class exploitation, endless labor, deep-rooted discrimination against different groups, bloody food chain... Why do they exist!"
Su Lin touched his chin and laughed softly:
"So you kill civilians."
"You speak so decisively... Have you ever seen the God of the End of All Things?"
The man swore, "He only comes in dreams, but anyone who sees Him will believe His promise... If you don't believe it, you can come and see Him!"
"Oh?" Su Lin nodded: "Okay."
He agreed happily, as if it was just for this moment.
…
Su Mingan opened his eyes.
"You're awake." Siyi sat on the chair, tossing Su Mingan's heart like playing with a red apple.
Su Mingan touched his chest which had healed. His heart had grown again. “The Supreme Lord… No, the Supreme Lord of the Floating City of the Sun.”
"Um?"
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