Chapter 139: Shura
The Earth Spirit Temple agreed. β
For the same reason, Kuming Dijue followed suit and voted in favor. Natsume changed his identity and posture again, which was meaningless to Komei Jiju. As long as he is still his husband and the father of his heart, then no matter what he becomes, he will follow him.
Even if it is ahead, there will be no return.
"I want to ask a question, is that okay, Anyang-kun?"
Bayi Yonglin looked at Wang Anyang with a faint smile.
"Excuse me, eight meanings and gods. β
"What happens if you choose to oppose?"
She asked the question that was on the minds of many.
Not every demon has a desire to fight to the death, and for them, the very matter of "fighting the Creator" is too distant and too large. They have long been accustomed to the days in Gensokyo, doing nothing, eating and waiting for death, as an absolutely high class to squeeze fear from humans, watching themselves slowly decay in inferior pleasure until they die, the youkai have long accepted such a future, straight, simple, without hope, but also without the slightest despair.
"That's a good question...... Didn't I say what to do?"
An Yangjun blinked, showing some kind of ignorance that was close to naΓ―ve, and asked Bayi Yonglin rhetorically.
"Yes, you haven't. β
"Hmm...... Well, sorry. I'm getting older, and my thinking is a little broken, so please forgive me. β
An Yangjun lowered his head slightly, showing an apologetic smile to everyone, he didn't look like a bloodthirsty demon at this time, but like an amiable old man, with a pure and transparent return to the basics.
"The first thing we need to understand is that all demons are mysterious creatures. We may not be incompatible with science, but if we lose our mystery, we will surely perish, so please keep in mind. β
"Secondly, it is based on this premise, in theory, just as matter is broken down and reused, mystical elements have their own cycle. β
Wang Anyang smiled gently and confidently.
"And for me, 'theory' is the same as 'reality'. β
"Therefore, those children who voted against will be erased by me from their ego and spirit, and depending on their strength, they will be made into battle puppets for the control of the seven-colored humanoids, or directly reduced to mystery, and make their own contribution to their compatriots. β
The scene was silent. Wang Anyang waited for a long time, and then suddenly realized.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't make it clear. β
"Do you think that I ask you for or against it to decide whether or not to fight the Creator?"
Don't be stupid, just filter out who I should keep and who to slaughter. The opinions of your juniors, I didn't care about it from the beginning.
The demons looked at An Yangjun, who tilted his head slightly, with an innocent expression and a gentle temperament, and it was only at this moment that they finally realized that this was the cruel tyrant described by the world's cognition.
"Of course, I won't let you fight in vain. After defeating the Creator and taking over the world, we gods and demons will naturally be the masters of the new world. I'm too old to have the heart and interest to rule the world. The world of the future will be yours, the vast land, the vast space, the abundant resources, the fear and awe of mankind, they are all yours. β
"I know that this is no longer the dark and primitive era we used to have, and it is no longer the era when we would tear each other to death for a piece of flesh and a mouthful of blood. But don't you really have the slightest anger and unwillingness? Are you willing to slowly decay in this small space and then be completely forgotten? Gensokyo is a huge living coffin, it once locked me up, and now it locks you up, Yakumoshi's intentions are good, but her approach is wrong. She realized this herself, and that's why she woke me up. I wouldn't want to kill my fellow citizens if I could. So I sincerely wish you a little more backbone, a little more blood, a little more joyful when you think back to the supreme joy that can be brought by harm and killing, and a remembrance of the infinite world of freedom and beauty. β
"Yakumo Murasaki has infiltrated the human world, and Gensokyo is managed by me. With the two monster sages leading you, victory is within reach, and the monster sages always have a way, isn't it?"
"Exactly, Forever Pavilion agrees. β
Bayi Yonglin, who has always been singing and harmonizing with An Yangjun, is smiling.
"But I'm still curious, Anyang-kun. Shenqi's daughter didn't say anything, who are you going to use your puppet for?"
Alice Margot Royd agreed. β
The seven-colored humanoid envoy glanced indifferently at the silver-haired aunt who was tongue-in-cheek, and then bowed his head respectfully to Wang Anyang.
"It's great to see you again, succubus-sensei. β
"Ah, it was an innocent and happy day, and I'm glad to see you again, Alice. β
Wang Anyang's eyes turned to look at Marisa, who was sitting next to Alice, tightly grasping the brim of his hat and pressing down hard to cover his cheeks, and his shoulders were shaking, and said softly:
"And you, Marisa. You really become a cheerful, sunny, happy child. β
"I'm relieved and proud of you. β
When Marisa cried and fell into her arms, in a trance, Alice seemed to see the calm, tranquil, gentle and intellectual succubus from Wang Anyang, the teacher she had always longed for.
"Alright, take a stand, kids. β
There was still no impatience in Wang Anyang's voice, and the demons now understood that this was not because he would tolerate their choice, but because he didn't care about their choice at all.
"We don't have much time left. β
Huo Qing'e agreed. Meirenji agreed. Youkai Mountain agreed. Bai Yulou agreed. Xianglintang agreed. ββ¦β¦
There was no objection.
"Good. β
Wang Anyang's smile is still the same.
"Then please return to your sphere of influence, prepare for the upcoming big war, and inform your subordinates. Those who want to stay in the Lost House can stay here, after all, many of you here have old memories of me. Meeting. β
Wang Anyang ended this humble meeting that would affect the future of the world.
Remilia looked at Wang Anyang, who was hugging left and right, surrounded by the fat swallow and thinness, and the corners of her eyes jumped wildly.
"This scumbag, after living for so long, is he just caring about the object!"
"Sister, don't say that, big brother has a long life, strong strength, and it's normal to have many partners around him. β
On the contrary, Flandoro didn't care, she grabbed Sixteen Nightsakiya's arm and dragged her to Wang Anyang's side, full of interest and joy.
"We've got a secret weapon!"
"And as long as he can come back, I'm already happy. β
Remilia sighed and resigned herself to her fate, she had to support her sister and maid.
Oh, yes...... As long as he can come back, we are already happy.
Welcome back, Wang Yu.