Even a mosquito's life is a life, so the people of the Temple certainly wouldn't say such a thing.
Although they are the Virgin Mary, they are not representatives of the Virgin Mary.
They might feel sorry for the Zerg who sacrificed their lives, but they would never blame Jiang Wang.
They were actually quite helpless in this situation, after all, the ninety million worlds were simply too vast.
All sorts of strange and bad things can happen, and there's no way to solve them.
For them, sacrificing something in order to save something is also very necessary.
This grand fireworks display with holy light truly broadened their horizons.
They felt that Jiang Wang's actions were somewhat inappropriate, but they didn't delve into it further.
What else can we do? This is a battle to save the world; we can't win without using these ruthless methods.
Ultimately, these people in the Temple have a straightforward way of thinking, and they probably won't take this matter to heart.
The Aurora Saintess was even considering whether she could arrange such a special combat team for the temple as well.
"That must be a special race that Jiang Wang raised."
"They are probably the type with extremely short lifespans, and their level of intelligence is not very high."
"For them, this wave of self-destruction is probably a sign that their lives are coming to an end."
The Aurora Saintess sighed, wanting her subordinates not to harbor any ill will towards Jiang Wang because of this.
"Please, old hag Halna, we are all experts around the fourth level."
"I've long since passed through that period of ignorance, and my perspective on things is completely different from before."
“In the past, I might have hated everything in front of me, but now I’m numb.”
Those who participated in this high-level operation, while not necessarily high-ranking members of the Temple, could be considered mid-level personnel.
They've been through a lot and are no longer the naive people who were fooled by the holy light.
These masters possess not only high-level skills but also a high level of mental fortitude.
Those who are newly joined to the Temple may still have some idealism.
But as time passed and reality dealt them blows time and time again, they finally came to their senses.
People eventually have to face reality. The world is too cruel, and their simple and honest nature makes their lives very painful.
This is also a philosophy for those who possess the Holy Light.
From having ideals, to doubting ideals, and then picking them up again.
They gradually realized that while the ideals they held in their hearts were important, they also needed to focus on practical matters.
An excessive pursuit of truth, goodness, and beauty will ultimately lead to nothing being saved.
There's no such thing as black and white; the old hands of the Temple have seen far too many things like this.
They had become numb, so naturally they didn't feel any remorse for Jiang Wang's actions.
However, numbness does not mean that the burning flame of their ideals has been extinguished.
When it really comes down to it, they are the type who will not hesitate to sacrifice themselves.
These temple members, one or two at a time, were all "saints".
"Speaking of which, isn't this just a coincidence? The oath of the Holy Light can strengthen oneself."
"And curse-type secret arts driven by the power of the abyss, or abyssal power, weaken others."
"In some ways, they actually correspond to each other."
Jiang Wang stared at the spectacular explosion before him, his eyes gleaming with holy light.
Driven to its fullest extent, the Eye of God seemed to be able to peer through the continuous explosions and see what was inside.
Jiang Wang spotted a black figure.
"Shuten-dōji, come out here now, or rather, you should change your name now."
"Shuten Orochi? Perhaps that would be more appropriate?"
Jiang Wang smiled; he knew the operation had been a success.
The damage dealt far exceeded Orochi's healing output, and the result was obvious.
The process of Shuten-dōji fusing with Yamata no Orochi was interrupted.
"I never expected you could do something like this."
Shuten-dōji's voice sounded incredibly strange, and at this moment, his appearance had changed drastically.
The power of Yamata no Orochi condensed, like armor, and firmly adhered to Shuten-dōji's body.
It was Japanese-style armor, and in his hand, he held a long sword that exuded a dark aura.
The long sword is slightly curved, with a very graceful arc, making it a very traditional samurai sword.
However, this long sword exuded a sinister and terrifying aura.
"When Amaterasu died, the divine sword 'Kusanagi' was also corrupted."
"Shouldn't it be more appropriate to call it the Demon Sword now? This is a top-grade holy relic."
"Jiang Wang, you'd better prepare to die."
Shuten-dōji sneered, gripping his swords with both hands, seemingly adopting a stance from some martial arts school.
Jiang Wang didn't say much, casually gripping his broken sword and gazing firmly ahead.
Then, he ordered the mosquitoes to launch an attack.
"Are you kidding me? I've already played all my cards. Why would I want to fight you? You're crazy."
Jiang Wang said, turned around and sat down to the side. He waved his hand, indicating that the arrangements would be made immediately.
Not only was Horace a master of combat, but he was also quite accomplished in other fields.
He quickly prepared hot water and tea leaves for Jiang Wang and started brewing tea.
"No, don't you want to go up and have a one-on-one fight with him?"
The blonde girl had untied her pigtails and let her hair fall loose. She looked at Jiang Wang with a puzzled expression.
"It's too small, but the scope is too broad."
"Why fight one-on-one when you can gang up on someone? This is the most reliable and stable solution."
Jiang Wang said, picking up his teacup and taking a satisfying sip of hot tea.
After a long and arduous battle, he was indeed quite exhausted.
"This, this isn't right! If you really want to play it safe, you should go with them!"
"This is what a gang fight looks like. This is the only way to take down the opponent with 100% certainty."
The little girl grabbed her hair with both hands, making a strange expression; her little tiger teeth were quite adorable.
"Haha, I'm not going."
Jiang Wang said, and even took out some snacks to enjoy with his hot tea.
It was as if he wasn't on a battlefield, but rather in his own home, freely watching a movie.
"Great, well done! Young people are really strong!"
Jiang Wang said, sipping his tea, and then offered a sharp critique of the current situation.
"I'm afraid Jiang Wang is also tired. It's a good thing that he can suppress the enemy now."
"Take this opportunity to rest well, because we might have to continue fighting later."
Halna reached out and touched the little girl's long hair, smoothing out the messy bird's nest.
"And also, you just called me an old hag, didn't you!"
Halna's smile was very gentle, but she delivered a powerful punch to the girl's head.
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