【HP-1080! (Weakened!)】
Blood-red numbers jumped up above his head, and Elras' usually gentle expression became almost ferocious.
Despair gradually filled his eyes, and he looked at Su Mingan as if he was looking at the murderer of his father.
The next moment, Sevilla and Alcherev followed in an instant, lightning pressed on his back, and the cane stabbed into his back violently.
The smooth porcelain stone of the hall is flowing with bright red blood.
Elras fell to the ground.
The veins on the back of his hand were exposed, but he was still holding his knife tightly.
There were slight scratches on the knife, and the blade was shining with a layer of silver light, which was somewhat dazzling.
Su Mingan narrowed his eyes and took another half step back.
"Su Lin——"
He heard the other party's roaring voice.
The Soul Hunting leader, who was usually steady and shrewd, was lying on the ground, roaring hoarsely like a trapped beast.
He seemed extremely angry.
Su Ming'an didn't know why Elras suddenly became so angry, but he would not give him another chance.
He took out the bottle of blood, drank half of it, then lifted up his clothes and poured it onto his abdomen.
"Yes," he said.
Elras' roar paused for a moment.
Then, a strong feeling of sadness, which could be felt by others, appeared on his face.
"...Su Lin." His roar stopped, leaving only the tail end in the hall.
"I heard it." Su Mingan said.
"...For sixty years, it has always been you." Elras looked at him.
"It's always been me." Su Mingan said.
On the side, Alcherev had already started moving.
His hands were still stained with blood from his heart, and his steps were a little weak as he approached Elras step by step.
"I once regarded you as my faith in becoming a soul hunter." Elras looked at Su Mingan: "But I didn't expect you to hate the division of camps to this extent."
Su Mingan: "I didn't."
He had no complaints about the situation, and he was only saying this for the sake of progress.
"Su Lin, the battle in Praya is never a battle of black and white... I understand this." Elras: "But it needs to be, so I let it be. Whether killed by the Soul Clan... killed by the enemy... or killed by foreign invaders.
“It doesn’t matter who wins this meaningless victory in the end. Hatred is Praia’s food, struggle is Praia’s soul – and we need it.
“Whether it’s justified or not, whether anyone is going to be hurt by it or not.
"In the end, only individuals are injured, but the entire Praia will survive because of it."
…
"So no one has ever done anything wrong," said Su Mingan.
"If there really is one." Elras looked at him, "It's you who tried to change the situation - Su Lin, although I don't know how you came down from Yunshang City, but you shouldn't come back - Praya no longer needs you."
Su Mingan laughed when he heard this.
...Su Lin is not needed. Is it the best thing for Praya to maintain this stalemate?
"Elras, with a Soul Hunter leader like you who is so smart and tries to 'teach' at the cost of others' lives, your subordinates simply won't have the courage to follow you.
Even if your plan succeeds and Garde dies, I will not listen to you - not to mention Xie Lude who turned against me first. Your so-called "reasonableness" is actually quite unsuccessful.
Don't try to shake me up with this kind of talk. You lack the courage to break free."
Listening to his words, Elras was silent for a moment.
When he spoke again, his voice seemed a little stagnant:
"...Then where should I get the courage to break the deadlock? From more sacrificed soul hunters, innocent children, or corpses that have lost their souls?"
On the side, Alcherev walked up to Elras.
He squatted down, and the blood from his heart floated up in his hand, emitting a layer of bright glow.
"From me." Su Mingan said:
"From Su Lin who is in control of the situation."
He originally wanted to try to shake up the other party through chatting, so as to reduce the resource points needed for confusion.
Yet Elras did not seem to be shaken at all.
He couldn't shake a pretty determined soul hunter.
"...I provoke fights, I create hatred, I issue hostile tasks to awaken people's long-dormant bloodiness." Elras said:
“I don’t feel sorry or sad about it because it’s my job.
“No friendship, no association, no intermarriage… There is no emotion or luck between the two races, because this is an absolute contradiction in the food chain.
“Humans don’t develop feelings for pigs and dogs. Although this analogy is too self-deprecating, the same is true for the Soul Clan.
"It is impossible for the two tribes to coexist. Even if a savior hero from Praya comes back, it will be the same.
"Because humans are not purely rational animals. Everyone is condemned by their own emotional bias.
"Su Lin, you controlled the Soul Clan and sneaked into the Soul Hunter camp, trying to convert me. I know what you want to do.
“…but you can never do that.
“You can’t break this situation.”
He paused for a moment.
Alcherev's blood appeared before his eyes.
At the moment when the blood was about to float towards his lips, bright red blood flowed out from the corner of Elras' mouth.
…
"…because only struggle and death can restore our dignity."
He said.
…
The light in his eyes gradually disappeared and his voice became faint.
Alcherev withdrew his hand:
“…He committed suicide.”
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