"Is the Soul Judgment real?" Deirdre looked at the small stone in his hand and asked with a stunned eye, "Is there really a balance of good and evil after death to measure what a person has done in his life?"

Todd and Rachel looked at each other and smiled in unison.

Todd said to Deirdre, "The things you see in the soul space are all made up by me. ”

"But Sandrora is dead. ”

"That's the effect of the soul link ability. I used forcible intrusion to obliterate the consciousness of the person being linked, that is, Sandrola, but only if the other party's willpower is weak, or if they are in a great mental attack. ”

After explaining the cause of Sancho's death, Todd lost his mind for a moment and did not speak again.

Rachel glanced at Todd, walked over to him, leaned down slightly, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Are you still dwelling on the dead man?"

"Sandrola deserves to be deprived of the right to live. Todd looked at the woman in front of him and sighed: "But his death reminds me of two things. ”

"What two things?"

Todd raised his head slightly and looked at the roof: "First, he is not a naturally evil person, he has the same conscience and justice as he was a teenager in his childhood. I've been wondering, after all this, what turned him into a complete murderer?"

Rachel tilted her head and thought for a moment, and gave her answer: "The devastation of war, the tragic death of relatives, the desire for revenge?"

When Todd heard this, he shook his head: "At first, I also blamed his fall on these reasons. But, if you think about it, there is something hidden in the depths that is the root of his journey to the abyss?"

Puzzled, Richer asked, "What's hidden in the depths?"

Todd's brows furrowed into the word "Chuan", and after thinking for a while, he still didn't have a specific answer, and finally simply said: "I can't give a definite answer now......"

Rachel gently shook Todd's hand: "In that case, it's better not to think about it......"

Todd shook his head: "I can't help but pursue the answer behind it, because it involves a second thing." ”

Deirdre put down the stone in her hand and sat down beside Todd, her eyes shining at the latter, "What's the second thing?"

"You were also in the soul space yesterday and saw the so-called soul judgment. Todd looked a little troubled and hesitant: "Do you think the trial was fair?"

Deirdri's eyes widened: "I think it's very fair from beginning to end! This morning, people are still saying that the soul judgment of the new god realm has allowed all the injustices in the world to be redressed, and they no longer have to worry about their lives being wrongly judged after death!"

Rachel listened to Todd's words, but waited quietly for what the other party would say next.

"There is no such thing as absolute justice in this world. ”

Todd's words made the two women in front of him stunned.

"Any judgment of others, or classification of good and evil actions, is highly subjective, even if the judge is God. Todd recalls last night's Soul Gathering and says, "When I saw Sandrola stab her slave master in the chest, there was a moment when I wanted to judge this behavior as 'evil.'" But it was only after learning about the Ulster's crime that I judged this behavior as 'good'. ”

Todd's words made Deirdre and Raicher have completely different expressions.

Deirdre was completely confused, but Rachel looked thoughtful.

"Sandrora is innocent, but I'm worried about the day when I use my abilities to judge whether a human is guilty or not, and I will be wrong and biased that shouldn't have been. ”

Richer still didn't speak, but there was a little more indescribable emotion in Todd's eyes, and Dildrier was much more direct, she shook her head and said, "Why do you think things are so complicated, bad people are bad people, good people are good people, that Sandall is indeed killing people anyway!"

Todd smiled and touched the top of Dildley's head, and said with a pun: "So, it's hard to be a man, and it's even harder to be a god." ”

Looking at Dildri, who looked unhappy, Rachel suddenly spoke: "The matter over there in the Holy Acropolis has been contacted. ”

Todd raised an eyebrow, "Oh?

"There are several people from the Xenogeneous Society, and there is a message that there are indeed traces of the actions of the Council of Elders in the Holy Acropolis. Rachel glanced at Todd, "Although I want to persuade you to abandon your trip to the Holy Acropolis, it doesn't look like you will change your mind. ”

Todd didn't say a word, just nodded slightly.

Rachel pursed her lips and took out a pack of paperwork from her coat pocket: "Here is an introduction to Felicchild, as well as some of his evidence of the slave trade." You'd better take a closer look before you go. Also, I have found you a connector in the church who will cover for you and assist you in your actions. ”

"Who is the connector?"

"You shouldn't feel strange to this person. He was the messenger of the Holy Texts of the Knights of the Twilight, and the archdeacon of Cardinal Arbrough, Tristan. ”

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Three days later, in the evening, Todd, riding a griffin, landed in an uninhabited village about ten kilometers northwest of the Holy Acropolis.

Todd, who originally intended to fly with Richel, was sternly rejected by the former, and the reason given by the other party was that there were still affairs to be dealt with, but Todd felt that Richel was just afraid of heights.

Watching Henry take advantage of the night to fly into the air, Todd, who was molded into the deacon of the church, found a pre-arranged bag and mount from a nearby abandoned warehouse.

He put on a wide black robe, put the silver cross of Felichild in his pocket around his neck, and then mounted his horse and galloped away in the direction of the gates of the Holy Acropolis.

Along the way, the road was overgrown with weeds, and there were sparkling white bones and scattered debris everywhere.

Less than a kilometer from the Holy Acropolis, Todd saw hundreds of people gathered around a huge campfire, chanting prayers aloud.

A priest stood on a crate, holding a Bible in one hand and a cross in the other, and shouted: "Almighty and merciful Father, we lowly servants, use your word as a precept to hunt down all the demons of the world!"

Several wooden crosses were erected at the foot of the city walls, and at the priest's command, dozens of torches were thrown from the hands of onlookers, igniting the pyre beneath the crosses.

Not only the adult men, but also several women and children could be heard screaming from the raging fire.

"The xenomorphs are the cause of the Father's anger on believers!, the source of all doom and calamity!" the priest raised his hands to the sky: "Only by burning all the xenomorphs can the crops in the fields grow again, and the heavens will rain to water the parched earth!"

Todd frowned and rode his horse through the crowd.

These people from the Holy Acropolis have sunken eye sockets, scrawny bones, and chronic food shortages make it extremely difficult for them to walk. But in the current scene, the priest's simple words of demagogy made these people no longer see reason, only religious fanaticism and paranoia.

"Burn the xenos!"

"Burn the xenos. ”

"Burn the xenomorph ......"

Todd, with a solemn face, rode far away, still smelling the smell of burnt flesh in the air and hearing the crazy roars of those behind him.