Because of the rebellion in the Second Heaven, the Governor did not want to stay any longer, and ordered to go to the Third Heaven directly. The way they came was dark, and when they left, there was a dead silence in addition to the darkness. When he saw the shimmering sky of the Third Heaven, Du Ze subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and the gloom in his heart dissipated a lot. Although the third sky is not bright, at least it is not as dark as the second sky with despair.
It was already night when the carriage arrived at the Royal City of the Third Heaven. Because of what happened today, no one was in the mood to speak. After being welcomed into the palace by the local consul, they rested. Before going to sleep, Du Ze was still thinking about the words Xiu said at the end of the rebellion. Although he couldn't guess it, the cute master seemed to have found a way to clear the level. Xiu didn't explain, and Du Ze didn't ask any further questions. Stupid Meng readers have always been very confident in the IQ of their protagonists. The cute master said that they would be able to go out soon, so they would definitely be able to get out of the Sky Clan dungeon within five days.
The next day, the Governor sat in the main seat without saying a word, and anyone could feel his vigorous anger. The consul of the third heaven knelt down in silence. Not only did he fail to take out the "gift" he gave to the higher-ups, he also failed to complete the amount of light that should be turned over.
"You two—" Unexpectedly, the Governor did not shoot the consul, but suddenly instructed Xiu and Eric: "Today, go and make up for the missing light collection." When Xiu and Eric looked over , he snorted softly: "This is your job."
"not good."
Two completely different answers echoed in the main hall, and Eric looked at Xiu who agreed in surprise. Xiu turned a blind eye to Eric's angry eyes, and asked the Governor in a domineering tone that was almost an order: "Give me the permission to fully levy."
"Okay." The Governor agreed very quickly, and seemed to realize that he was too impatient. He coughed lightly and added: "All the light elements you have collected must be turned over."
Xiu grinned, and his eyes were as scarlet as blood. "certainly."
After getting permission, Xiu was about to leave with Du Ze, but was stopped by Eric. Saint Son's expression was unusually cold at this time. He stood in front of Xiu and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Xiu let out a sneer, and the shadow began to twist and slowly stretch until it turned into a behemoth. Yinlong lifted Du Ze to his back, and spread his giant wings to look down at Eric. In his shadow, the Holy Son was so small and pitiful.
"Don't you know what I want to do?"
"!" Eric blocked the strong wind with his arm, and when he put down his hand, the silver dragon had already flown somewhere with the black-haired youth.
A village of civilians was driven out, gathered outside, watching in horror as soldiers circled their home with powder. The three mages recited the incantation, and the light filled the box at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, a cloud of darkness poured over the village like ink, turning that area into a dead place where no living creature could survive.
Du Ze watched all this silently. This was the fifth village they had completely levied, and the amount requested by the governor had already been fulfilled, but Xiu did not return there, but led the consul's men to move forward. Seeing that they had more and more light elements in their hands, Du Ze felt puzzled: no matter how much they collected, all these light elements would have to be turned over, which would not bring any benefits to the qualifications.
What does the moe want to do
The mage stopped chanting, and the soldier lifted the treasure chest full of light and started to go to the next place. The civilians who were left stared blankly at their homes shrouded in darkness. They seemed to have lost the focus and future of their lives. After wandering in place for a while, many people followed behind the mages and soldiers. These people were not the first group, they soon gathered with those who had also lost their homes before, the team gradually grew, and the suppressed emotions gradually lost control in silence.
When oppressed to the extreme, all that remains is resistance.
Du Ze soon saw Broken Wing, the representative of the fallen. When the seventh village was destroyed, the civilians who had lost their homes could no longer bear it and raised their left hands. They were carved with broken wings to become fallen, or picked up hoes or branches, and surrounded the regiments of mages and soldiers. Du Ze was standing next to Xiu, he turned slightly to the side, and saw the silver-haired and red-eyed young man beside him grinning, as if he had cultivated for a long time and finally got the fruit of corruption.
Xiu began to sing the dragon language magic, and a huge gray magic circle emerged in the dim sky, shrouding everyone's heads. Seeing that the situation was not good, the Fallen tried to break through the line of defense of the soldiers and mages to attack Xiu. The magic circle spun slowly, and the lights lit up sequentially from the inside to the outside. Before the Fallen who rushed into the defense line had time to be happy, a gray light hit him, and the whole person was instantly annihilated.
The sky seemed to be raining gray, and countless gray lights fell from the great magic circle, illuminating the faces of the Fallen with anger mixed with fear. Every ray of light can take away a fallen person. In the face of absolute power, these fallen people who were formerly civilians have no room to resist, and they are defeated even faster than the living dead in the second heaven. Soon, only a few of the hundreds of fallen were fleeing to avoid the gray light. Those people's eyes were full of tears. They had been oppressed for so long that all of them had already reported the determination to die and fell. But it couldn't shake the upper floors.
"stop!!!"
A roar resounded through the battlefield, Xiu raised his eyes, and looked at Eric, who had finally caught up. Eric jumped off the dying warhorse, his chest heaving violently because of anger or movement. The soldier spontaneously made way for the two Inspectors, so that Xiu and Eric faced each other directly.
Eric took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed the anger in his chest. "Give me a reason for you to do this."
The magic circle was still spinning slowly in the air, Xiu's expression was elusive in the gray light, he didn't answer, or he ignored Eric. As the last Fallen screamed and was engulfed by the gray light, Eric's eyes were full of uncontrollable anger, and his voice went from low to high, almost roaring: "Why did you kill them!?"
"Did you forget that you are still climbing the tower?"
Compared to Eric's excitement, Xiu's voice was almost brutally calm. The silver-haired and red-eyed dragon casually pointed to an unknown place in the void, and the smile was extremely obscure under the gray light. "The rules written by the tower... You still don't understand."
The script prepared by the tower for the tower climbers is very simple, and each layer is constructed according to the characteristics and talents of each race. The demons must be cruel, the undead must be evil, the humans must be selfish, the dragons must be greedy, the elves must be indifferent, the orcs must be violent, and the gnomes must be fanatical.
A gleam of confusion flashed in Eric's eyes, but that confusion was quickly replaced by greater indignation.
"So you ignore other people's lives like this? Just to climb the tower?!"
"It's the same as what the Governor 'Sir' said." Xiu sneered: "What does their life and death have to do with us?"
The tit-for-tat between the two made Du Ze in a trance as if he had seen "Hybrid": the protagonist who has always harmed the country and the people, and the old enemy who has always redeemed others. They stand on the other side of darkness and light, and vividly interpret sin and justice. .
Eric took a deep look at Xiu, and he seemed to feel that he had made a serious mistake—going to reason with a heretic. The Holy Son shifted his gaze, and Du Ze's figure was reflected in his green eyes.
"My lord, do you think so too..."
Once he got involved with Du Ze, Xiu lost his smile as if he had been touched, and his expression became aggressive. Undaunted by Xiu's dangerous gaze, Eric stared at Du Ze firmly, as if he wanted the black-haired youth to make a choice: "Do you think he is right?"
Du Ze involuntarily looked at Xiu and found that Xiu was also looking at him. The man didn't explain anything, just said one sentence: "Do you believe me?"
Two people and two choices, as long as anyone with normal thinking can judge that Eric's position is just, and Du Ze has never agreed with Xiu's inhuman cruelty in "Hybrid". Du Ze's eyes flickered between Xiu and Eric. In fact, he didn't even have to think about it, he was able to make the most correct choice.
"I believe in you." In order to bite the words clearly, Du Ze always spoke slowly, which made him seem particularly serious and solemn, as if he was reciting a lifetime oath. He looked at Eric, who was stunned, and repeated it as an answer to the Son: "I believe in Xiu."
- The Eric in front of him is still the "Eric" in "Mixed Blood", but the Xiu around him is no longer the "Xiu" in "Mixed Blood". that's enough.
Eric's eyes were filled with disappointment and confusion, Xiu let out a suppressed sigh, and he picked up Du Ze violently, as if trying to squeeze the person he liked so much into his flesh.
"Let's go."
Du Ze hurriedly grasped the doujinshi that almost slipped, missing the best opportunity to refuse. Being hugged by Xiu firmly in the arms, a certain stupid cute was holding a doujinshi with a stiff face, not knowing where to look. The sight of the cruiser swayed to the back, and Du Ze found that Eric, who had been left behind, did not stop at the same place, but followed silently.
In the newly arrived town, even though all the townspeople were on their knees and begging, they were expelled from the town by soldiers and watched their homes engulfed in darkness. At this point, Du Ze actually understood what Xiu wanted to do: that person was forcing everyone to fall, forcing everyone to stand opposite the Celestial Clan—he wanted to destroy the Celestial Clan, including the Governor. As long as the most senior governor dies, Xiu is the best choice for the next governor.
The ending can already be scheduled, and the process is indeed bloody. The cries of the townspeople echoed in the darkness, and Du Ze couldn't help but glanced at Eric. The blond Holy Son was standing on the edge of the town, his fists were already bleeding. When the people were driven out, while the mage chanted the incantation, Eric seemed to know that he couldn't stop it, so he kept silent.
But would Eric give up so easily—
A light suddenly appeared between the shadowy world, and the townspeople who were kneeling on the ground raised their heads in astonishment. A feather of light fluttered into the town covered by darkness. It was not dazzling, with a bright and soft gleam of light, which undoubtedly cut through the darkness and melted with it. Xiu turned his head sharply, his scarlet blood pupils staring at Eric who did all this. As the feathers melted, Guangming returned to the town again. All the townspeople were pleasantly surprised. They bowed their heads and kneeled again, this time for gratitude.
"Thank you, thank you!" The townspeople looked up at the Son with reverence, and their faces flushed with excitement. "You are really the incarnation of the God of Light!"
The corners of Eric's mouth, which had been tightly pursed, finally loosened slightly, revealing a bright smile. "This is what I should do."
Du Ze only felt that his heart was twisted by a pincer pattern, and the pain was tingling. Eric was bathed in light in front of him, and his blond hair was rendered extraordinarily brilliant and bright by the light - just like that person in the past. Even though he knew that Eric's actions would hinder Xiu's plan, Du Ze didn't want to deny the current Eric. It was like denying Xiu who would hurt himself for others in the past.
However, the person who is denying Eric now, and at the same time denying Xiu in the past, is Xiu himself.
"Do you think doing this will save them? Will they really appreciate you?"
Xiu stared at Eric in the light, the smile on his face was a bit colder than when he didn't smile.
"I always thought you were just naive, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid."
Xiu's words were like cold wind pouring into Du Ze's clothes, and then penetrating out with his body temperature. Every word that man said was more like mocking his past self than mocking Eric.
—Xiu, why are you being so nice to everyone
- I just did what I was supposed to do.
- Do you think that if you save them, they will really appreciate you
Shuu said to Eric and to his past self, that's too stupid.
Eric and Xiu looked at each other, and when he stood in the light, it seemed that the shadows around Xiu were especially dark.
"You are pitiful," Eric said. "In your eyes, everyone is ugly. You don't trust other people and only care about yourself. You are pitiful."
The emotions that filled his chest were about to explode. Du Ze wanted to tell Eric how simply the person he accused once believed in beauty. Even if the person who was rescued betrayed and betrayed by the people around him, that person still chose Believing is what hurts more deeply; the hurt keeps adding up until the moment of near death that person has no choice but to believe in others.
Du Ze's words were interrupted by Xiu's laughter before he could say anything.
"Eric." Xiu called out Eric's name for the first time in person. "You'll soon know who the real poor man is."
"There's one more thing you're wrong." Xiu didn't defend himself, but only emphasized one point: "There is someone who I believe even if I don't care."
Xiu hugged Du Ze fully in his arms, he kissed Du Ze's black hair, and his eyes were filled with deep nostalgia.
"I just want this one, that's all."
Eric involuntarily looked away, but the moment he looked away, he felt that it was an evasion behavior that was almost admitting defeat. The consul's subordinates saw that the two inspectors seemed to have finished speaking, and one of the mages came to ask Xiu for instructions on the next step.
"Sir, shall we go back or move on?"
Since the spell of gathering light elements could not be used continuously in the same area in a short period of time, Xiu glanced at the town that was redeemed by Eric, and then ordered to move on to the next place. As expected, Eric continued to follow them, using his feathers of light to neutralize the darkness after each full expropriation. Du Ze clearly felt that Xiu's mood was getting worse and worse. Because of the same faction, Eric couldn't stop Xiu, and Xiu couldn't stop Aric's actions. Eric's actions not only made Xiu very annoying, but also hindered Xiu's plan. Because of Eric's act of redemption, the people passing by not only did not hate SkyClan, but were full of gratitude towards SkyClan—especially Eric.
"Whoosh-"
There was a sudden commotion among the soldiers walking in front, and the entire team stopped. Du Ze smelled the rust smell of blood. He saw two soldiers carrying the mage over, an arrow pierced the mage's throat, and the mage was obviously out of breath and died.
"Sir, we can't move on." The two surviving mages supported each other and said with a pale face, "There is a group of gangsters stationed in front!"
Xiu was in a bad mood at this time. He looked at the town built on the mountain in the distance. There were not only checkpoints, but also patrolling teams on the city wall. At first glance, it was definitely not good.
"There is no need to evict, and it is directly and completely expropriated."
"But..." The mage was a little hard to say for some reason. "But" after a long time, he seemed to finally think of a reason and quickly said: "But they will resist..."
A huge gray magic circle spread out in the sky, Xiu stared at the mage: "Is there any problem?"
Watched by those bloody eyes, the mage almost ran to carry out Xiu's order, the soldier avoided the archer's attack range and sprinkled powder on the edge. The sentry at the checkpoint was still shocked by the huge magic circle that suddenly appeared in the sky. When he saw the soldiers on the opposite side start to surround their town with powder, he immediately sounded the siren. From here, Du Ze saw the city gate open with a hurrah, and a group of bandits with weapons rushed out from inside. However, before they could run a few steps, they were hit by the gray light of the magic circle, leaving nothing behind.
It seems that the rapid demise made the opposite side not realize what happened, and another group of fierce bandits rushed out of the city gate, and then was wiped out by the gray light again. Next, whether ordinary people or warriors, as long as they run out of the town, they will be locked by the magic circle in the sky, and will be annihilated by gray light. Soon, no one dared to leave the town, and even the gate was tightly closed after several sacrifices.
After the powder was arranged, the mages began to sing incantations. Since one mages died, the remaining two mages were struggling to perform spells. As the light was collected, the darkness slowly poured into the town like water. There were several screams of terror from the town, presumably the darkness was flowing into the house. However, no one opened the city gate and ran out. Those bandits seemed to prefer to die at home rather than expose their corpses in the wilderness. The movement in the town is getting louder and louder, and Du Ze can even imagine everything in the panic: With the injection of darkness, the space for those people to escape in the town is getting smaller and more crowded, and they can only watch helplessly. Darkness surrounded them until they were drowned.
At this moment, Xiu suddenly said, "Why, you didn't save them?"
Eric didn't seem to expect that the order would suddenly talk to him, and he couldn't react for a while. Xiu pointed to the town where the screams came from, and seemed to suggest seriously, "Aren't you going to save them? Just like what you did before."
Because of Xiu's words, everyone's eyes were focused on Eric. Du Ze looked at Eric's feathers, including the previous town. They passed three settlements on the way, so Eric's feathers are now three and a half pieces. If Eric wants to, he can take out a feather of light to dispel the darkness of the opposite town and save the bandits.
Seeing that Eric didn't move, Xiu laughed unsurprisingly.
"You didn't save them because they were a bunch of gangsters."
Obviously it should be a rhetorical sentence, but Xiu said it as if he was stating a conclusion. Xiu's attitude made Eric unhappy, but he did not deny Xiu's words. "They chose to be sinners and should have been punished accordingly."
"You must have grown up in the Temple of Light." Xiu grinned. "Those people must have taught you this: There are only absolute 'good' and 'bad' in this world. Commoners are 'good', temples are 'good', so they are all good and should be protected; bandits are 'bad' Yes, heretics are 'bad', so they are all evil and should be punished."
Eric wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth. Although Xiu's description was a bit extreme, he couldn't find anything to deny. Eric, who was chosen as the Holy Son since childhood, has indeed been living in the Temple of Light. His inspiration is the Holy Book of Light. Should be sanctioned, is there something wrong
"Come here." Xiu suddenly called a soldier, pointing to the gradually silent town to ask: "How long have these people been entrenched here?"
"Master Hui, after the last governor left, they occupied the city. The consul sent several soldiers, but they were unable to remove them."
"Why? They're not strong."
"The surrounding civilians will protect them." The soldier paused, then said, "And because of the mutiny."
Eric looked at the soldier in amazement, as if he couldn't understand what the other party was telling. With a calm expression on his face, Xiu let the soldier continue talking.
"Those gangsters are often hostile to us, hindering us from collecting light around us, and even robbing the collected light to distribute to surrounding villages. Many people have joined them, and the son of the consul is also among them, so the lord can't bear it. I don't dare to report to the adults even if I do it hard."
"Bullying the people, harassing the government, robbing houses..." Xiu's voice was not too loud or slow, but each word hit Eric's heart heavily. "You're right, they are indeed a group of gangsters who should be punished."
Eric's eyes widened, his long-standing belief was like a sudden crack in a hard boulder. Although it was not big, it spread to the whole like a cobweb. He saw his own shadow in Xiu's eyes, and it was painted bloody scarlet from start to finish.
"You are no different from that Celestial Clan." The man said, "How arrogant you are to distinguish others so absolutely."
The author has something to say: Protagonist: Do you believe me
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Author: why
Reader: Who would believe him when he said I was on it tonight!
Protagonist (smiling): I'll make you believe it.
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