"Su Ming'an, you are not yet Baishen, and I will not give up everything for you." Feng Chang raised his head: "You come here now to agree to kill the source of the disaster - Xixi?"
"You already know the truth about the twin gods, and you know that killing her won't solve any problems - even so, you won't change your mind about killing her?" Su Ming'an said.
He turned sideways, revealing Siberia with dark tentacles trailing behind her.
The drifting poisonous rain sprinkled on her red robe, and the red robe, which was carefully sewn stitch by stitch, was almost unable to withstand the invasion of the poisonous rain.
Her eyes, which were corroded by the poisonous rain and dripping with blood, were staring at Feng Chang below, waiting for an answer.
——Brother, you already know, right? You already know that Jiu Shen is a true god!
——The disaster in the dome land comes from people’s beliefs. As long as there is faith, the curse will never end. It’s not her fault at all!
——Killing her won't solve any problems!
She stared at him, staring at him intently.
This brother who had long gone against her now finally learned the whole truth.
...Stop thinking she is a cultist, stop putting the blame on her, and stop wanting to kill her...
...Differences in faith should not be an obstacle that separates them. This farce caused by growth and faith should have been resolved long ago...
But in the next moment, she heard his still calm voice.
"I still don't change my mind. Jiushen must be the evil god." Feng Chang said in a steady voice: "Su Mingan, maintaining the status quo is the best situation for us..."
Hearing this, Siberia laughed out loud.
She laughed in a very naive way, just like a child. Her laughter was like a silver bell ringing through the sky, which was out of tune with her face that was bloodied and eroded by the poisonous rain.
"...I am so stupid." She laughed a few times, as if she was laughing at herself: "Feng Qiqi, I am so optimistic about the ending that I think you will wake up one day."
Her tears suddenly flowed down her scalded cheeks.
Perhaps influenced by her childhood experiences, she always easily loses her armor in front of this person.
Even a hedgehog that wraps itself in thorns has a soft side.
The transparent liquid and the bright red liquid mixed together, burning her pale face like a rotten tomato. Her face looked extremely hideous, like a red-skinned demon from hell, and the timid tribesmen trembled in fear.
As she was crying, suddenly, an egg hit her from the crowd.
It smashed into the rain-proof barrier above people's heads, and the egg liquid remained on the barrier, like a burst of white firework.
"Crack." A slight sound of eggshell cracking was heard, and people seemed to be suddenly awakened, cursing at Siberia.
"Heathen—get out!"
"The pagan - leave our Lord Baishen! Don't seduce him!!!"
"Go to hell! Die, you disgusting person who believes in evil gods! It's all your fault! You're the one who made our lives so miserable!"
“Go to hell!!”
The tribesmen stood up straight and threw vegetable leaves and eggs at the pagans they despised, as if they were insulting a stink bug.
Siberia watched this scene, her tears gradually stopped and her eyes became dull.
The woman's insults were sharp, and the old man's insults were deep. They poured into her ears like ice water and rushed into her mind, allowing her to hear them clearly.
Standing high in the sky, looking down at the crowd that was cursing her, her heart was calmer than ever before.
What humans lack most is the spirit of unity. They always like to divide themselves and naturally reject those who are different and "infected".
So she felt that everything was useless and irreversible. The culture of the dome was full of contrast and comparison, looking for similarities for the different, forcing standardization for the special, and not allowing the existence of others.
Outsiders are good at using certain things to create division, and the stupid thing is that people always fall for it.
She originally thought that by letting Noel, disguised as the priestess, reveal the news and awaken Captain Feng, he would be able to see the truth.
As a result, he still chose to continue the lie, and for the sake of the stability of his faith, he defined the Nine Gods as evil gods.
——The people who should have faced the truth chose to bury it.
"I should have thought of it, I should have thought that you would be like this..." she said.
She stretched out her hand, and black tentacles spread around her, blooming like an ugly flower.
…She originally thought that if she let him know the truth, their misunderstanding would be resolved.
...But he clearly knew the truth, yet he chose to cover it up and nail her to the rack of shame.
"You are such a qualified and good clan leader, Fengzhang." She said: "...you are so qualified."
“Swish!”
Several energies of different colors suddenly rose from the ground and rushed into the air.
They passed through the rainproof barrier and shot straight towards Siber like a number of sharp arrows.
Su Mingan immediately protected her behind him, and the energy hitting him was offset by the elemental resistance of the shadow state.
The tribesmen looked at this scene in shock. No one had ever thought that someone would attack Lord Baishen.
"——He is not the Hundred Gods at all, don't be fooled by him!" A man covered in golden armor stood up, and next to him was the 'Strong Wrathful One' who was ranked ninth and had great prestige in the First Tribe.
Next to the man stood a few players who also had guides.
They knew that this was their last chance. If they could not stop Su Ming'an from ruling the faith of his people, they would never have another chance to win. This was a war with only one winner, and now they could only fight to the death.
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