"It is our duty to eliminate harm for the people. Alien! Your compatriots have killed countless humans. Today is the day you will pay for your life!" This was followed by the voices of several Taoist girls.
"Give me back the lives of my brothers and sisters! Give me back the lives of my family members!"
"Die! Die! Die!"
Countless mixed voices, countless mixed lights.
The sound is harsh and flickers.
Talismans burned, flying swords clanged and hummed, flames danced wildly, and lights of various colors fell like the Milky Way from the sky, brilliant and dazzling.
The Red Sword Sect's people held flaming swords and had long rainbow halos around them, rushing towards the stage like fresh flames. The Dragon and Tiger Palace's people used fists as weapons, and the sounds of tigers and dragons roared behind them. The Tianluo Sect held crossbows, and poisoned steel needles disappeared into the air inaudibly, stabbing at Su Mingan like poisonous snakes. The people of the Silver Frost Academy wore cloth clothes, drew blood talismans with their hands, and the yellow paper burned and floated.
In their eyes, the black-haired young man was no longer the eldest prince who cared about the people. Everything he had done before had vanished into thin air, as if no matter what he did now, it would only be wrong.
"Quick, kill my son! I didn't expect that he would be a different species..."
"The alien species has infiltrated the human royal family. If this evil is not eliminated, humanity will be in danger!!"
"I'm sorry, Shao Qing. I didn't expect you to be an alien. You should just die..."
"Shao Qing, did you see that? People who are not of my race must have different hearts. People will not understand your great love, nor your kindness. They will only feel that you are above them and that you will rule them. Your strength and your salvation will make them think that you will dominate their life and death from now on. These are the people, these are the 'audience'."
“Kill, kill—kill him!!”
Not only martial artists, but even ordinary people took out rotten vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, sickles and hoes and threw them onto the stage, wishing to kill this alien quickly.
At this moment, Su Mingan faced everyone's hateful, angry, accusatory eyes, and the ruthless killing moves of thousands of people.
He suddenly remembered the words in the eldest prince's diary -
…
【Good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people are what I wish for. I don’t want to be a king who does nothing, nor do I want to be a general who does nothing. I train hard in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer, and I read and write without slacking off for a single day. If I cannot fight in person, it is fine to inherit the throne and be a king who governs with culture.】
[If I could go to Penglai Island to see immortality——]
[——I am willing to devote my entire life to expelling the aliens and bringing peace to the people.]
…
Su Mingan gripped the hilt tightly, and the sword of Alman slashed at everything in front of him——
The blade was sharp, and with one strike of the sword, it split the flames, cut off the talismans, and chopped the flying sword into two pieces of scrap metal. The wind from Alman's sword wiped out everything, as if it had also wiped out all the malicious voices, leaving only the long hair rustling in his ears.
...Because he is a "qualified person", all his ambitions and wisdom are suppressed. He can only be imprisoned in a tower and his blood is extracted every day so that the entire royal family can enjoy immortality.
...Because they are an "alien species", all the disaster relief work they did before and all the good reputations circulated among the people will be stigmatized. They will not even be given a chance to refute, and they will not even be allowed to survive.
...Because she was a "palace maid", all her courage and wisdom were regarded as tricks to seduce men, and she was pushed into the well and drowned by the jealous concubine.
...Because I was born in a small town, my dream of owning a big villa will never come true, and my precious little home that I have worked so hard to build may be destroyed at any time.
The young eagle has not yet spread its wings, and the butterfly has not yet emerged from its cocoon. A person with justice in his heart dies because of the justice of the underworld, and a person with peace in his heart dies because of the peace in his heart of others.
It seems that destiny has been written from the moment we are born.
You are a "qualified person", so saving humanity is your destiny, and having your blood taken is also a foregone conclusion. You are an "alien", so being hated or even killed by humans is your destiny, and they will never listen to a word you say. You are a "palace maid", so no matter how hard you try, you will end up imprisoned under the palace walls. Just like a butterfly caught in a net, flapping your wings and struggling desperately cannot change the situation.
--"destiny"?
At this moment, Su Ming'an seemed to understand the meaningful smile that the gods had given him under the stained windows of the church.
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[You can use any method, any means, pay any price, make any sacrifice - to try to defy fate, resist fate, and kill fate.]
【Wen Sheng.】
【Destiny cannot be killed at all.】
…
——Unless there is someone outside the situation who breaks this "connected loop"?
Su Mingan had a flash of inspiration in his mind, but he couldn't catch it.
At the moment he slashed at the crowd - he felt his body slipping out of his control.
It was like a character in a computer game that was beyond the control of the mouse. He seemed to have entered a specific cutscene CG phase of the game and could not control himself, just like in [Chapter 1: White Lotus Destroys the City].
Su Mingan felt himself raise his hand, and words came out of his mouth:
"Command - stand still."
The next moment, all the swords and knives that attacked Su Mingan, all the flames that were close at hand... all stopped at this moment. The anger, shock, and murderous intent on people's faces... all seemed like a funny play, frozen at this moment.
Even Yi Zhongyu who was about to draw his sword to help behind him, the Dream Patrol members who were ready to help in the audience, and Mo Yan beside him... were all stopped by this order.
"Tick, tick, tick."
The young man with black hair and a high ponytail walked slowly forward, his ink-white robe fluttering in the night wind, making a rustling sound.
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