Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

Asmodai Empire, new capital.

Fort San Montasini.

Fort Saint-Montasini is the largest city in the central region of the empire. In ancient times, it was a war fortress that patrolled around the Montacini Mountains. Its origin is that a saint from the Church of the Holy Sun killed the mountain dragon in ancient times. , named after this saint who protects peace.

When this saint was alive, mobile cities had not yet appeared. He protected the residents around the mountains and opened up vast plain farmland around the Montasini Mountains, making this place the granary of the entire empire.

Today, Fort Saint-Montasini is the capital of the empire. The plain farmland ensures the food supply of the imperial capital. Naturally, many agricultural mobile cities have moved here. As a satellite city of the imperial capital, it forms the largest mobile urban group in the empire.

Karl City is a small city. Except for the barons of the Karl family, its residents only have a large number of servants and servants, and only a few craftsmen and craftsmen are free.

The Asmodai Empire does not support slavery, but in many cases, even if the nobles call themselves bourgeois and refer to many of their people as free people and citizens, under the lord's supreme authority over the mobile city, it is difficult to survive. No different than a slave.

Although it is a small town, because it is not far from Fort San Montasini and the town has a lot of greenery, dignitaries from the imperial capital occasionally come here for vacation.

In the Dongcheng District of the city, there is a huge garden and a swimming pool that simulates the beach of the South China Sea. It is very popular with some high-ranking officials and nobles. The market in the city also sells some good wine for these high-ranking officials, which is quite famous in the surrounding area.

Although luxurious, it can also be seen that the Asmodai Empire has actually been peaceful for a long time, and the people's power has gradually recovered.

Since the Sun Emperor Asmodai XIII came to the throne, this tyrannical king has personally killed seventeen ministers and fiefdom nobles, large and small, who had violated orders. He personally led troops to fight in all directions, defeating the Southern Noble Alliance. He occupied the pass and forced back the Tianlong noble's maritime fleet, making the previous generation of General Yanshuang guard the border honestly without any dissatisfaction.

During his term of office, the king issued strict decrees no less than ten times. Those who steal will be put to death, those who rob will be put to death, those who kill will be put to death, and those who deceive others to obtain money will also be put to death.

If it were just this, it might be regarded as a good law, but the strict law is designed to strengthen the majesty of the ruling class. Anyone who dares not to salute the nobles, dares to pay less taxes, or even just wants to hide in the mountains to avoid the rule of the empire may be remote. All the villages were found and sentenced to death. In order to calculate the accurate population within the empire, the empire even launched several major suppressions against the chaotic land, resulting in countless casualties.

During the strict law, there were initial signs of riots across the country, but under the pressure of the Guards Army and the Sun Emperor, all the riots were suppressed. The rebel army that a certain professor once participated in was one of them, and as a result The mobile city that supported the rebels and wanted to be independent was completely destroyed by the powerful people in the disaster area, causing millions of casualties.

Cool. However, it is precisely because of these cruel methods that Asmodai XIII completely cleaned up all the rotten poison in the Noda Empire and reorganized it into a law with its majesty, the ruling class was feared, and the emperor A completely centralized empire with authority covering the entire territory.

Moreover, because of the strict laws, the major mobile cities have clear divisions, and all residents live in their own categories without crossing over. This ensures the order and output of the city.

Many criminals, as well as those who were demonized, became the slaves of the empire, engaged in various arduous and giant projects, and contributed to the strengthening of the country's strength.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, the Asmodai Empire is indeed stronger than before.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with demonizers.

Rather, the empire is getting better and better, but the life of the demonizers is getting worse and worse.

The more chaotic the world is, the higher the status of demonizers. During the period when the Sol Empire collapsed and the Asmodai Empire rose, demonizers were even vaguely less powerful than others because they were born with source energy. The person is a higher level.

But now, even in the most stable satellite city of the imperial capital, a small city like Carl City, demonized people can only live in remote isolation areas.

Naturally, there are no tall buildings or manors in the quarantine area, and the only means of entertainment is a shabby tavern.

Because the brewing industry in Karl City is quite developed, in addition to the expensive wines and red wines, the cheap distilled spirits and distiller's grains are very cheap, which is enough to make the local demons drunk and dreamy, forgetting the sad reality.

The owner of the tavern is a bad old man with bald spots on his head, named Farmur. He is blind in one eye and missing two fingers. He should have lost them in the chaotic era in his early years. He is usually deaf and slow. Occasionally, some gangsters secretly If he turned around and ran away without paying for the drink, he wouldn't be able to catch up.

His wife, Molly, was also missing two legs. She used to sit in a wheelchair in the backyard to bask in the sun, and occasionally helped the old man wash the cup. The two of them supported him for more than thirty years.

There are many customers in the bar today. A group of demonized young people, or in other words, unemployed vagrants, are gathering in the corner and discussing something unknown. The seats around them are in a mess and full of broken wine. Bottles and garbage, not paying attention to the frowning brow of the bar owner.

On the other side, there were two people who looked about the same age as the bar owners, and an old man with white hair and gray hair was drinking in silence.

These young people were so excited and their voices were so noisy that it was impossible for a normal person to hear what they were discussing. However, if someone with a clear mind listened carefully, they could vaguely hear the key words Xiguang Association and The Imperial Army was defeated.

Tell me, can we also find an opportunity to join the Xiguang Association?

I heard that they practice the law openly, and everyone can practice the awesome guidance technique!

No, I heard that old Charlie's family on Second Street successfully joined the Xiguang Society, and now they are all serious professionals!

Xiguang's Svetre...that is really the great savior of our demonizers!

The tone of these people is full of envy and jealousy, as well as an inexplicable self-confidence that I can do whatever I want.

They even swore: If I were in my place, I would definitely be more awesome than old Charlie's family! That family is so cowardly that they are not even willing to steal some old wine from the winery. They are so cowardly!

Seeing these unemployed vagrants swearing, the tavern owner couldn't help but shake his head slightly: Even if Professor Svitley is really the savior of demonizers, ahem...he will never let you people join.

Hey.

Hearing that Old Farmer, who usually couldn't say anything for a long time, was actually sarcastic at this moment, the young people who were usually familiar with him laughed.

They said indifferently: Old man, what do you know? We are behind the times. We people dare to fight and the gangs on the street admire us. Although the Xiguang Association has a great name, it is a new force after all. He is sure They’ll take us in.”

Except for these young people and the bar owner, the two old men drinking by the window on the other side remained silent until the group of people brought up the name Xiguang Association, and their eyelids moved slightly.

The gray-haired old man is tall and strong. If you look at his back, you might think he is a strong young man. Although the white-haired old man looked like an ordinary old man, the calluses on his hands did not look like they could be sharpened by farming. An experienced person would know at a glance that he was a skilled old knight.

...Ilovitz, you brought me to Carl City. I thought you wanted to treat me to a drink.

The general of the Third Army of the Empire picked up the wine glass on the table. The best wine in the lower city bar was just a low-grade spirit that even the civilians of the imperial capital were unwilling to touch.

Although Akharonov didn't mind drinking, he obviously complained about it: If you ask me to go out, at least let me drink something that is alcohol, not something that tastes like horse urine.

When we followed His Majesty to fight in the desert, we drank camel urine more than once. At least it was still wine.

The First Knight of the Empire shook the wine glass to let the impurities inside slosh up. The gray-haired man smiled and said, How about this place?

Akharonov could hear something in Ilovitz's words, and he shook his head slightly: The most well-paid demonizers around the imperial capital are interested in an organization they have never met... I know what you want to say. Be tolerant to demonizers, but this is a national policy, and it cannot be changed overnight. Now that the Xiguang Association is indeed showing signs of rising, we cannot suppress them.

The knight chuckled: I knew you would say that, but it's not right.

What I want you to see is...

Just as he was about to say something, the voices of the demonizers on the side became louder. They seemed to be quarreling over some things: Why isn't it enough?! All of us can always buy a small boat if we gather some empire coins. Lu Zhou’s!”

When the time comes, whether you leave the suffocating hellish place of Carl City, or you really go east to join the Xiguang Association, you can always make a living - why, you were brave enough to dig into the baron's treasury together, but now you have money, but you don't have the guts anymore?

Or are you planning to be hanged by Baron Carl? Don't tell me you think he can't find us!

Hearing this, the old general narrowed his eyes slightly.

Stealing the property of the imperial nobles... Even if it were not a period of strict laws, the best outcome for these demonized young people would be to be hanged and their bodies left intact.

The knight was also slightly startled, this was obviously something he had not expected.

But it's not surprising that it is not difficult for a group of demonizers with innate energy abilities to join forces and steal a country baron's treasury.

The group of young demonizers were quick to talk, and they couldn't help being stunned after telling the story. They immediately turned their heads and looked at the entire bar, and found that apart from the bar owner, there were only two old men drinking in a daze. I couldn't help but feel relieved: I almost thought I was exposed, just a few bad old men.

Tell them to shut up. Another cold voice sounded from the team. The speaker glanced at the entire bar, and after confirming that there was no one else, he said: There happens to be no one else. We have to leave this ghost town later. And I’m not afraid of being discovered.”

The team seemed to be quiet for a moment. In the final analysis, they were just a group of gangsters. Although they dared to steal the nobles' treasury, the mention of silence and killing still made most of the demons who had never seen blood hesitate for a while.

But soon, probably because of the inexplicable confidence in his heart, the original leader of the demonizers gritted his teeth and said: That's it, after making such a vote, we will leave Carl City directly, whether we go to the Xiguang Association or to the seaside I won’t stay in this dog empire after all!”

As soon as these words came out, there was still a little bit of pride in this group of people. They all stood up and walked towards Aharonov and Ilovitz.

The knight and the general couldn't help but sigh together. They were also comrades in arms for many years. The general also knew that this was definitely not something his old friend brought him here specifically to see. It was purely an accident.

But accidents are inevitable. Although the demonizers in Karl City are despicable, after hearing about the Xiguang Society, just the name gave them the courage to steal the baron's treasury and defect to the empire.

It's a pity that they don't know that unless there is a special person to lead them and avoid the sentries, it is impossible for the demonizer's mobile ship or land boat to leave the plain area.

They have violated the laws of the empire, and what awaits them is trial.

The old general wanted to get up, knock down these demonizer gangsters whose only strength was to condense souls, and arrest them, but before he could stand up, he could hear a feeble voice coming from the counter.

I advise you to stop and run away as soon as possible.

The speaker was the tavern owner Farmer.

The bald old man was checking accounts at the counter. He didn't panic after hearing the demonizers' remarks about silencing him. He just sighed and put down the pen in his hand: Baron Karl is a stingy man. He needs to pay at least 100 per cent a week. Look at your own treasure house twice and enjoy the sound of gold coins colliding... Regardless of whether your theft is discovered or not, the arrest will begin tomorrow at the latest.

If I were you, I would go directly to the city guards right now and bribe those people to go to the city. Don't even think about going to the Xiguang Association. They can't accept you group of villains and just divide the money and go to various fixed villages. I can stay anonymous and survive at least.

Old man!

Hearing this, the group of demonizers immediately turned around. They were obviously a little angry: What do you know? I originally planned to spare your life for the sake of the past, but now you are definitely dead. !”

And why are you running away? We are villains? We are resisting the evil government of the empire! You are obviously a demonizer, why do you act like you are speaking for those bullshit nobles of the empire?!

Haha. The tavern owner touched his head and said with a dry smile: Is this the method by which demonizers now resist the empire?

Old woman, in my more than seventy years of life, this is the first time I have heard such a ridiculous thing.

There was also a reply from the backyard that sounded like a mockery, but because he was too old, it seemed like a helpless reply: Isn't that right? Old man, after stealing some gold coins from the nobles, he was so frightened that he ran away from the city. That's all. That’s all, you still have to kill fellow demon converters to silence them, which is far different from what we were back then.”

No. The old man stood up, his curved back straightening, making Farmur's originally short figure suddenly look much taller.

The one-eyed old man raised his eyes, looked at the people in front of him, and said calmly: This kind of garbage, if I were that Svetrey, I wouldn't even accept it, I would just kill it on the spot.

As soon as these words were said, the expressions of many demonizers immediately became stagnant, and then they turned into angry expressions.

But obviously, the old couple had no intention of keeping silent. With the sound of the wheelchair being pushed, an old lady whose legs were broken at the knees slowly came out from the backstage: The world is getting calmer. I thought we could just stay like this. We died here in embarrassment but peacefully, but now it seems that our 'compatriots' are not at all grateful to have been born in peaceful times - back then we couldn't bear to have to lick the floor stepped by the nobles whenever we went out. Only those who are angry and rebel.

The group of young demonizers wanted to retort a few words at first, such as, What kind of ghost world is gradually calming down? However, after hearing the words of old lady Molly, they couldn't help but be stunned.

They have never thought about the background of the Farmers who have lived in the lower town of Karl City for so many years... Apart from living a little longer and being particularly timid, do they have any characteristics?

These young people have forgotten that as a demonizer, being able to live for more than seventy years is a special characteristic.

With his eyes half-closed, Farmur looked at these young demonizers with a smile recalling the past: That guy Asmodai XIII, others are really disgusting, but this guy who rules the world , he is truly a hero in terms of reorganizing order, and his reorganization of the Central Plains turned all the previously abandoned land into farmland, allowing the common people who originally had no enough to eat, to have surplus grain to make wine.

In just a few decades, he has kept tens of billions of people in the empire, including demonized people, well fed and free from hunger and cold. I shouldn't have rebelled against him... But sometimes, life itself always requires If you have a tone, but if you don’t have this tone, you’re just a walking zombie, so it’s better to be dead.”

The old lady also chuckled and patted her thigh, her gray hair swaying: It's not just that tone, that dog emperor wants to use our whole family to fill his high tower. This kind of tyrant should fight against it. After eating enough, he wants Should we spare our lives just because he did what the emperor should do?

The old man walked behind the old lady and held the wheelchair. Yeah, that was when the two of us were most energetic and like individuals. The whole city was full of rebels, and ordinary people also rebelled. This thing about strict laws, as long as If anyone reports it casually, the receiving officer will not investigate and directly sentence him to death. Then we, the demonized ones, will not be the only ones to suffer, everyone will have no taste even if they are alive and eating wheat cakes!

Indeed, how refreshing it is. The old lady shook her head, as if recalling her youthful years. She sighed: Unfortunately, the empire is too strong. What's the use of having more rebels? All nobles and all strong men agree. The tyrant of the Thirteenth Generation, after all, everything he did was to ensure the interests of the nobles... In a few months? Our rebel army was wiped out, the entire city was annihilated, and seven or eight craters appeared on the ground. That scene But it’s amazing, you’re only missing a few fingers, but I’m missing both legs.”

At first, the young people thought this was just two old men bragging, but as the aura gradually became thicker and deeper and more terrifying, their instinctive induction of source energy as demonizers made them tremble. , retreat behind the wall.

Hahahaha, but what about now?

Farmur let out a loud laugh. He opened his one eye and glanced at the group of demonizers in front of him. His eyes were as sharp as a blade: We are lingering on, feeling that life is tasteless, and we are ready to die here. Who knows what the empire will do now? Each generation of rebels has become worse than the last, and they have turned into such low-life bastards.

That's right. A glimmer of light bloomed in the gap between Mrs. Molly's squinted eyes: I think back then we attacked the old capital with Big Brother, breaking through the city wall three times, and all of them were seriously injured. We almost really broke in. We conquered the core city of the inner city and raised the ancestral graves of seven generations of the Dog Emperor, but in the end we were destroyed by the encirclement and suppression of the three major armies?

As she spoke, she sighed: I thought we could do something to change the world. Even if we fail and die, we can at least leave a fire in the hearts of our compatriots and leave some seeds of resistance... Ha, in the final analysis, Nothing has changed, our lives are in vain, everything we do is a waste of time...

The old man comforted: Don't think so, dear, look, isn't there a Xiguang Society? That Professor Svitley is much stronger than us. He actually established a territory and claimed that everyone is equal. , it’s exactly what we want most—it’s okay if we don’t want this tavern, let’s go east to see the situation.”

We are old and can no longer fight, but we can see what the future will look like.

Such words sounded weak, but their force shook the entire tavern, and the outside world was not affected at all. The source energy lingered around the elderly couple, and the brown and purple radiance expanded, making the two old people look young. More than ten years old.

Not only were the demonized ones shocked and speechless, but even the admiral on the side was shocked on the spot.

And Ilovicz smiled bitterly and said, he secretly sent a message to his friend: Did you see? The two commanders of the old capital rebels that we wiped out back then were lurking in Karl City.

I originally planned to show you that these former rebels can live peacefully now. If we treat the demonized people better, they can definitely live like normal people... But now, it seems that Somewhat counterproductive.”

Although the words of the two old demonizers were ordinary, they contained an impassioned power. The demonizer gangsters led by them were shocked and sat on the ground, completely dumbfounded.

Old Farmur, who usually didn't say a word even when he was owed money for drinks, and at most hit people with his cane, actually showed such great strength. It felt like the old dog on the street who usually looked down on was actually the Three Hells. The alpha dog is so incredible.

But the facts are the facts, and the plain words seem to outline the troubled times decades ago.

Everything that the previous generation of demonizers fought to fight for their own natural rights seemed to have gradually settled, but with the emergence of the Xiguang Association, everything that had been silent resurfaced again.

Akharonov wanted to get up and take action. He didn't recognize him before, but now he recognized it after being reminded by Ilovitz. These two were old friends from back then, the two leaders of the largest imperial rebels. Silence Farmer and silent Molly.

This pair of lovers who were demonized back then have powerful source energy skills that can control the amplitude of fluctuations. Together, the two can exert a power that is almost that of a disaster expert, creating violent earthquakes and even the collapse of rock shells, causing the world to be shaken. Silence, only the wail of collapse.

The two of them were the biggest contributors to the attack on the old capital wall. They thought they had died long ago, but unexpectedly they were hiding here.

Decades have passed, even if the other party is seriously injured and anonymous, as their opponent back then, Akharonov will not feel that the other party's strength has really declined - decades of meditation, serious injuries and mutilated limbs, as a demonizer. Being able to survive until now is enough to prove that these two people are basically in disaster.

It must be captured as soon as possible.

With this thought in mind, the old general's hand, which was about to take action, was pressed down by the knight.

The admiral was naturally not angry about this. He just looked at Ilovitz with some doubts - it was his friend who fought with these two for the longest time back then, although now the gap in strength between them is like a world of difference. , but they were fierce rivals with each other back then.

I came here this time just to show you.

Ilovitz looked helpless. He had never guessed that things would develop like this.

Originally I just wanted to bring old friends to see acquaintances and explain my thoughts by the way, but when the matter has reached this point, it is even more impossible to restart the war: And this is in the city, you plan to fight with the two disasters, even if there are A hidden disaster strikes in the city? Baron Carl’s family, and the entire city of Carl, will be destroyed!”

This is the life of hundreds of thousands and nearly millions of people. Old man, don't do anything. If they want to leave, let them go. Otherwise, when the satellite city of the imperial capital is destroyed, it will still be the empire's face!

Let them go. As they said, they are old and just want to see the future.

This reason did not convince Mr. Admiral, but Ilovitz's strength and unwillingness to refuse could.

Aharonov took a deep breath, and then pretended to have a trembling expression like his friends. Then he watched the two disaster demonizers of his generation fly forward, turned into two streams of light, and headed towards the east. Speeding away.

It's almost like some kind of echo.

At this moment, as the two demonized strong men were traveling, there were faint sounds of preaching from the far side. The knights and generals raised their heads together. In astonishment, they could see a beam of source energy rising into the sky. It rises up, echoing the radiance of the holy sun shining directly on the Tower of Babel.

That is the vision of thousands of sermons, and it is the loudest voice in this world and this era.

Just by hearing it, the knights and generals, who are currently the strongest group of people in the world, understood the mystery. Every scene Svetrey did was reflected in front of their eyes as the information in the source energy was transmitted.

They breathed out a breath, and Aharonov couldn't help but clench his fists. He turned his head with a little annoyance and looked at the knight on one side: My friend, look, you gave away two powerful men in disaster. We have defeated our enemies - now you have allowed the Xiguang Association to gain two disasters for less than a million civilians. When they attack our city, more than a million people will die?

Why do they want to kill civilians? The knight asked back. Although he was a little shaken, his expression remained firm: I can feel his aboveboardness, his ideals and ambitions from the source energy of Professor Svitley... He is not The kind of person who allows his demonizers to massacre the city, he even hates evil and will kill those evildoers first.

Listen, Aharonov, did you hear his sermon? He wants to make everyone in the world equal, so that everyone can practice and become strong... Although there are filtering conditions, the filtering condition lies in the character of the mind. Only those who are strong-willed, kind-hearted, and principled can practice his method!

The more he talked, the more excited he became. In the tavern where many demonized young people were too frightened to stand up, Iloviz took a step forward. He looked towards the direction of the light beam in the distance and spoke with an unsuppressable voice of excitement. Xian said: Yes, there is no distinction between education! All living beings are equal! This is exactly what I want. What I have always wanted to advise Your Majesty is this step!

Turning his head, the knight looked at his white-haired friend with bright eyes. He said excitedly: He is right!

What he did was what I wanted to do but couldn't do!

Ilovitz.

Aharonov nodded silently, and then shook his head: But we are the empire, and the other party is the demonizer.

If right and wrong could be so easily divided, there would be no wars in this world - as you know, slogans are just slogans, and we can never make each other's slogans come true.

He said solemnly: This means the collapse of the imperial order. You know how terrifying a new era of chaos is.

Gritting his teeth, the First Knight shook his head unacceptably: But he is right, and we are wrong - can't we just change it?

Believe me, as long as we change, this world will still belong to His Majesty, and he will still be the emperor, and he will be the only and respected emperor of all demonizers and ordinary people!

...Do you really know what is right and what is wrong? The old general paused, and then sighed: Ilovitz, you have noble beliefs and ideals, but you should also look at the reality. .”

Your Majesty's reform of the grain industry can feed 90% of the people in the world, but the remaining 10%, those who are isolated in the mountains and forests, cannot be given food, and even if they are given, it will be half the result with half the effort. , such people will always exist.”

That's what demonizers are like. The core of the energy furnace needs souls to increase its power. This can keep billions of people alive and enable many mobile cities to be launched at a low price. It can be said that one person can raise millions of people. Because...their deaths are regrettable, but they are necessary for us.

Narrating in a cruel tone, the old general turned his head and looked at the demonized people beside him who had fainted under their pressure. He said disdainfully: Look, these rubbish have stolen other people's wealth. Those bastards who want to silence their mouths even though their mouths are known... If they can be burned and become the fuel for the empire to run, they have already made a contribution to this world.

Do you want to protect such a demonized person?

Ilovitz shook his head: Of course not.

But friend, what are you doing wrong? These people are gangsters, hooligans, and thugs, just because their environment makes them like this. They can't find any other way to live except stealing, robbing, and doing evil. The manor won't let them. They work and farm and their taxes are heavy, and the demons are so oppressed that no matter what kind of work they do, it seems worse than not working at all.”

It's us who made them villains. It's us, the creators of the rules, who should reflect!

Remember!

Aharonov's voice suddenly became stern. Even though he had let go of the two powerful demonizer enemies before, he had never seen him so excited: Your Majesty can't be wrong.

Furthermore, the only creator of the rules is Your Majesty. You and I are just ministers, so we must fulfill our duties as ministers!

This sentence indeed silenced the knight. The gray-haired man seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just sighed dejectedly: Yes, Your Majesty is the greatest.

But I, but I always want to make His Majesty more correct... I know that His Majesty is good enough. Who can be promoted from the bottom, end the era of chaos, and pacify the country, so that bad crimes are almost eliminated from the core residential areas? cut off?

Your Majesty can feed everyone. This is something that the twelfth generation of emperors and even the Thor Empire cannot do most of the time. I know this is already good, but I can't help but hope that your Majesty will be more perfect... …”

His Majesty……

Hearing his friend's heartfelt desire, even the angry general didn't want to say more harsh words. He just shook his head slightly and sighed: Iloviz, you don't understand. Your Majesty must be correct and honorable, but The only ruler of the empire.

Think about it carefully, Lord Knight, the most important thing in this world is never simply correctness, but the 'survival of the population' and the 'continuation of the rules'.

He stretched out his hand, a slight wave flashed, and the sharp silver air cut the throats of all the demons present.

Akharonov slowly walked out of the tavern where there was no one alive except the two of them, and said in a heavy tone: The Holy Sun is about to go out. This is the inevitable end. Every force is thinking about how to let their own tribe It’s possible to survive in a darkness that may not be rekindled.”

Whether it's the Light-Chasing Order who are playing with machines and preparing to turn everyone into soulless dead creatures.

Or those Holy Day churches that intend to connect the souls of all people, integrate the memories passed down from generation to generation, and create artificial gods.

Even the Yanshuang Army, which practices personality worship; the Tianlong nobles who are connected by blood; and the southern nobles who use power as a bond, actually have their own methods.

Even the northern barbarians who we despise and fear the most, who worship the Dragon of Dusk, have their own unique heritage, beliefs, and paths they insist on - their purpose is to let dusk fall and all things perish. So their beliefs are the strongest.”

Moreover. After saying this, the general looked at the knight, his tone was cautious: They all have a legacy that can be continued, a common belief, and a set of rights system that can be passed down from generation to generation!

Technical leadership, selection of leader, strength first, bloodline as the most important, family rotation, inheritance continuity... Every force and every group has its own system that can be passed down.

Hearing this, the knight couldn't help but be stunned.

He seemed a little enlightened, and then said with some difficulty: You mean, our empire...

Yes.

Aharonov finally couldn't bear it anymore and revealed the truth to his friends: Our empire represents the imperial system.

Asmodai Thirteenth will die, but the 'Emperor' and the 'Sun Emperor' will live forever - when the source of energy reaches the limit of disaster, the life of the strong is not limited to the body and soul, but You can transcend the limitations of these two and reside in their mind-light bodies, so that the 'faith', 'inheritance' and even the 'system' represented by the mind-light bodies can be incorporated!

As long as the empire exists, the Sun Emperor will exist! Manpower is limited, but the power of everyone is almost infinite!

The Holy Sun will be extinguished, and the strong will die fighting against the catastrophe, but as long as the system they rely on still exists, they will be resurrected and once again lead us out of the darkness and through the dark era!

'Survival of the population' and 'continuation of rules', these are the eternal truths of this world. The two complement each other and must not be shaken!

And just as the general told his friends the truth hidden behind this world.

On the other side of the world, there is a man looking up to the sky, staring at the changing sky of the world.

If I want to make everyone in the world equal, then everyone in the world will be my enemy. People who demand equality now are just because of their low strength. I can imagine that when all demonized people convert curses into blessings, they will If you think you are superior to others, ordinary people who do not have the blessing of demonization will be inferior to others.”

I can kill some people, wipe out a city, eradicate a sect, wipe out the emperor of an empire, and keep an entire era under my threat.

Su Zhou stood on the top of the deserted hall. He stared at the thunder tree formed from his arm and couldn't help but shake his head slightly: But these, in the final analysis, are all void. This world seems to have a different order, but in essence, It’s just for survival, so I can do anything, it’s just the instinct of living things.”

No matter how lofty ideals and vows I have made, as long as I leave and no longer stay in this world, correctness will cease to exist, and incorrect civilization will eventually fall into nothingness.

A ball that loses its driving force will gradually stop due to the resistance of the world and life instinct.

Therefore, he can only teach.

Just like the dragon-slaying heroes may all turn into giant dragons, but as long as the dragon-slaying technique spreads throughout the world, the existence of evil dragons may be contained.

Just before, Su Zhou taught everyone how to move the world.

After all, there is a limit to change with power. Only the teaching of wisdom can change instinct.

Even if all the erroneous people are eliminated, there will still be some mistakes in the hearts of the newly born people. Without acquired education, the original life is destined to take a wrong path that is difficult to return to.

They will kill each other, exploit each other, become each other's enemies, and even eventually fight each other and exterminate each other.

There are endless civilizations in the multiverse. How many can develop and claim to be correct, or even relatively correct?

How many people can transcend the limitations of instinct and survive disasters and wars?

“So, I have to do more than just beat somebody.”

The man's voice declared to himself: I want to overthrow the entire empire. Things must be done step by step. The decadent old system must be eliminated. Leading the demonized people to resist is only the first step. There are more oppressed people in this world. people.

What I want to do is eliminate all oppression and injustice.

He was so determined.

The man who had already preached stretched out his hands to the sky.

He called out ‘Candle Day’.

The natural disasters here have been put down. There are still more aftermaths of natural disasters around the North Icefield and even within the Yanshuang Territory, and there are still more things to do.

As a result, the inverted sacred tree in the sky slowly fell, and it passed directly over the body. Then the tree trunk turned into four arms, and the tree roots turned into four legs. The huge mountain-like sacred tree uprooted its roots, and then set off towards all the needs. It's somewhere to go.

Wha, what?!

All the people who had just received the sermon and were digesting what Su Zhou had explained saw this scene. Even the most accustomed to the barbarians from the North, their pupils were shaking and their eyes were trembling: Fa, what happened?!

What, what the hell?!

Funya, a senior explorer of Pioneer Space, was also extremely shocked at this moment.

She opened her mouth, raised her head, looked up at the moving sacred tree with muscles all over her body, which looked like a giant wooden dragon, and then said in shock: Is this also a sacred tree?!

But I remember that Shenmu is obviously not like this, right?!

Then, she even saw a pair of wings growing out from the back of the Zhuzhou Divine Tree. There were a large number of rocket engines hanging on the wings. In the violent jet of source energy, the huge Thunder Divine Tree flew away into the distance.

Why does the sacred tree still have wings and can fly!?

Su Zhou always just shook his head at Funia's fuss and confusion.

Everything that grows out of the sacred tree is very reasonable. I really like what Daoshu said: This is so reasonable.

And wouldn't Zhu Zhou's words be more reasonable?

If you become Zhu Zhou. Therefore, when Su Zhou led Shenmu to various places to suppress natural disasters, he encouraged everyone: Then you can do it too.

——Everyone can do it as long as they work hard.

——Everyone can become better if they are willing.

Everything just depends on the firmness of people's hearts and their likes and dislikes.

Adhere to morality, uphold kindness, strive continuously, and never slack off... As long as you persist in this way, you can gain inheritance and strength. Xiguang Association will always open the door to such a life.

This is what Su Zhou intends to leave to this world, something that can be passed down.

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