"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man put his hand on his chest and said, "I am Philemon, one of the twelve councilors of the United Nations."
"Lord Si Que may not understand that all living beings have made great contributions. We use genetic embryo technology to only allow babies with abundant innate spiritual energy to be born... and those with mediocre talents should not have been born from the beginning."
"With round after round of population cleansing, the newborns of each race are getting better and better. The mediocre ones are strangled in the embryo, which is also for their own good, to prevent them from suffering a lifetime after birth."
"This is even more true for your birth..." Philemon's words suddenly made Su Ming'an raise his head.
"Otherwise, how could a mere magpie clan give birth to a rare prodigy like you? You think you are above the world, born and raised by nature - but in fact, your birth is also the result of billions of probabilities. You are the only 'best' born by stepping on billions of your compatriots."
"In a sense..."
"I am still your father."
"When your mother was pregnant with you, she didn't expect you to be so outstanding after birth. Fortunately, the order I gave at the time was 'permit you to be born' instead of aborting you."
"I heard that you later had an adoptive father named Qiao? He was really a great adoptive father who raised you. But now... we are finally reunited as family."
He looked at Su Mingan affectionately.
"You're talking nonsense!" The one who spoke was Zui Tai Ah Du. She screamed, "I'll spray you to death with a mouthful of salt soda! You didn't acknowledge him earlier or later, and only came running over to acknowledge him when Si Que became rich! He had no parents when he was a child, where did you go? Why didn't you consider the blood relationship when you abandoned him? A rapist is qualified to be a father? Get lost, you banana pudding skin!"
For a moment, everything in the tree was quiet.
The players were in shock.
Su Ming'an's expression was calm, without any disturbance.
"You and my father..." Su Ming'an said slowly: "You are not even worthy of being compared."
He patted his shoulder, as if there was dust here: "Get a little on it."
“…I feel dirty.”
After a brief silence, Philemon smiled.
He seemed to have expected this answer and shook his head: "I know you won't like it, but everything we do is to cultivate the most dazzling new generation. If we recognize each other as father and son, I can let you meet your mother."
Su Mingan laughed.
The sound is very slow and faint.
"You are very smart. You chose this time and brought so many people to threaten me."
Philemon smiled and said, "If you are willing to show me your kindness, I believe the Dawn Mother Goddess will also be willing to grant you divine power. You can fight against that brother of the Rin tribe and even protect Lovasa."
He held out his hand: "So, are you willing to acknowledge our relationship? Son... Respected Rin clan master?
Behind him, the silent knights and soldiers made a uniform movement and placed their right hands on their left shoulders. If Si Que refused, they would not mind forcing him.
However, Su Mingan smiled faintly.
"No."
"I have decided to destroy you."
"So what if that Rin tribe destroyed Rovatha? So what if the devil's aura covers the world? Why should I trade my own freedom to become your mother?"
"The life and death of ants has nothing to do with gods."
"Saving the world is too boring. I want to try something new. I am very interested in watching despicable people like you die. Why should I be responsible for the life and death of such disgusting people like you? Why should I allow you to enter my Garden of Eden?"
Mizushima Kawanasora and the others looked up in surprise. They stared at Su Mingan in disbelief, thinking that he could not possibly say such a thing.
In the past, Mizushima Kawaseong would have thought that this was Su Mingan's sincere words. But now, she actually felt that this "sincere words" made her unbelievable.
Doesn't he want to save everyone?
Doesn't he forgive even the most despicable people?
Wouldn’t he just ignore those who criticized him, scolded him, misunderstood him, and just keep moving forward without giving a single care?
Why did he stop here today, laugh out loud, and let me go?
Philemon opened his eyes wide, as if he had fallen into a nightmare. He had thought of thousands of answers and made dozens of plans, but he had never thought that he would get such an answer.
"boom--!!"
The enormous pressure suddenly pushed them to the ground.
Su Mingan's eyes sparkled and he stretched out his hands.
"This is gravity suppression...from Su Mingan's purple-level equipment..." Andre muttered.
Then, the bright red light of the scales flickered.
"This is judgment... It's group control, and the scope is astonishingly wide..." A look of shock flashed in Aland's eyes.
Then, there was a flash of light, like a bunch of broken stars.
"Space vibration..."
Just like calling out the names of dishes, the players, who had memorized Su Mingan's skills thousands of times, looked at this scene in horror and took a few steps back, fearing that they would be affected by the terrifying attack.
"ah--!!"
“Help! Help me—!!”
"Get out of the way, let me out--!"
The ripples of space flow vastly.
Su Ming'an closed his eyes, moving his hands slightly, allowing the screams to continue. The blood became thicker and thicker, and a few strands of flesh splashed onto the surface of his shoes. Bright red numbers floated outside his eyelids.
His expression was calm, and the only sound of the system's continuous killing prompts was like a brisk sonata.
His long purple hair fluttered in the wind, and the blood-red scales shone on the back of his hand like a bright ruby. His white eyelids blocked out all the screams, and he was as silent as a statue of a god.
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