"Kasan...Kasan..."
Xiaona's eyes were red and her whole body was trembling.
The desire of hunger and the desire of being a soul clan member were driving her to do something she didn't want to do. She moved slowly, and every cell in her body was resisting.
The look she gave Kasan was filled with cherishment and unstoppable desire.
Finally, she walked up to Kasan.
Kasan raised his head slightly, his face covered in blood.
He looked at Xiaona, whose eyes were red, and smiled.
The dagger was still in his hand, and he should still have a chance to fight back.
But at this moment, he just tossed his last capital aside and closed his eyes.
...There is no option to make both of them happy at the same time.
If he kills Xiaona, he can survive. If Xiaona kills him, she can also be accepted by the Soul Clan again.
So what if one of them dies and the other can continue to live?
…In fact, both sides made choices for both sides.
He wanted the other person to live, so that other people would step over his body first.
Regardless of deception.
Regardless of race.
When she walked in front of Kasan, Xiaona began to tremble violently.
Instinct was like an invisible hand, pulling at her arms, and she seemed to be playing tug-of-war with her own body.
"...Why must the Soul Clan live according to their own physical desires." She murmured to herself.
"Because there is no way to live peacefully by 'not harming'." Kasan responded to her softly.
She gritted her teeth.
Tears rolled down her cheeks, and the low pressure on her body became more and more obvious.
My ears were filled with the cheers of the Soul Clan - these races that called themselves "beautiful and powerful" were using a gentle method to force their compatriots to death step by step.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and she suddenly turned around and rushed over.
Hunger dominated her mind, and in the entire auditorium, there were only two sources that could quench her hunger.
The smell of food that bewitched her, seduced her, and made her lose her mind came from two directions.
Except Kasan.
There was only the young man standing behind the old man...
In order to protect her lover, she chose to extend her claws to another person who had nothing to do with her.
Su Mingan watched her rush towards him madly.
"That's enough," he said.
Alcherev tilted his head slightly, confused.
"What's the point of this behavior?" Su Mingan said, stretching out his hand.
As early as when he was watching the show, he had already switched to Ming state. When facing the stumbling Xiaona, he simply pressed her shoulders, then leaned forward and pressed her to the ground.
Perhaps the collision was too violent and Xiaona fainted.
"You are new here, so you may not understand." Chad said with a smile, "We are a race favored by the world, superior to humans, and we should have such a concept.
"If every soul tribe member is like Kalina and makes friends with humans, then our battle line will no longer be stable, and a war in the name of race will be like child's play.
"There will be souls fighting for humans in Praia...or humans fighting for the souls. They will communicate privately and pass information for their own selfish desires, becoming traitors and undermining our battle line from within.
“…Only by killing the other side or enslaving them can this long-standing dilemma be completely resolved.
“We must eliminate this scourge at its roots.
When Chad reached this point, his tone became increasingly harsh and his voice became louder and louder, as if he was giving a speech to all the Soul Clan members in this auditorium:
“Human beings can be our food, pets, slaves… but they cannot be our lovers.
"Kalina made a mistake, an unforgivable mistake.
"I must let her cut off this mistake with her own hands.
When Chad said this, his eyes suddenly fixed: "...You foreign soul, what are you laughing at?"
Chad heard the laughter of the young man in the white mask in front of him.
The laughter was sarcastic and made him feel uncomfortable.
In the quiet, empty auditorium, only the other party's slightly sarcastic laughter echoed.
"Your philosophy is so pathetic." After laughing, Su Mingan said.
Chad's eyes were bloodshot.
"Alcherev!" he shouted. "Take care of the guys you brought with you!"
Alcherev shrugged. "He's not my business... Besides, Chad, you might as well listen to what this guy has to say. It's quite interesting."
"—I don't need a suspicious guy like this to question me." Chad said angrily.
"So, essentially, you are no different from Lucia who was driven away by anger." Su Ming'an restrained his smile.
"You guy..." Chad took a step forward.
"If you want to draw a conclusion that leads to a faction, you have to at least look at the whole situation." Su Mingan looked into his bloodshot eyes: "But... your theory can't reveal the heart and soul of an individual, and it can't communicate with the despair that the Soul Clan is currently facing.
"You are just... willing to seek stability, looking down on this world that looks down on you with the attitude of a pure soul clanist.
"As long as there is a slight deviation or an unexpected event, your so-called 'war' concept will be completely lost... From a big picture perspective, you are simply fighting on the front line of the 'blockade' camp, not seeking perfection.
"There has never been a 'since ancient times' and there has never been a 'should be so'.
"Your greatest sorrow—
"It is the irresistible pursuit of an 'absolute dividing line' that is impossible to achieve."
After Su Mingan finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the old man beside him: "Do you think what I said is right? Alcherev, or... do you agree more with the view of this pure soul clanist?"
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