Everyone who was fleeing suddenly felt a violent tremor on the ground, as if an earthquake was coming. Almost all of them were almost unstable.

Lin Guodong and Wang Situ were extremely puzzled in their hearts.

How could it be so fast? It shouldn't have been condensed so quickly.

The two looked up in despair, only to find that the golden light attached to the ball of light in the main god's hand had disappeared.

The main god floated in the air, roaring angrily in the direction of the main temple, as if some disaster had happened.

It couldn't care about everything here anymore, turned into a golden light, and rushed back to the temple as fast as it could.

A catastrophic scene unfolds in the main shrine in Block B. A tremor like an earthquake was heard in the center of the main temple, and the first image of the god shattered piece by piece, and finally turned into powder and floated in the air.

Immediately afterward, the west spread out like a spider's web, and countless furrows cracked throughout the ground.

The walls of the temple were like sun-dried yellow mud floors, covered with countless cracks, as if they would collapse with a bang if they were touched at will.

The topmost idol split in half from the sole of its feet to the top of its head, rolled down the hypotenuse edge of the temple, and smashed into the square.

Throughout the thirteenth district, countless people rushed out of the house screaming, thinking that there had been a major earthquake.

However, when they appeared on the street, they found that the tremors had disappeared, and only a golden light quickly swept through the air.

A moment later, the people were horrified to find that the Lord God had stopped in the sky above the temple, roaring unwillingly at the sky.

They covered their ears and squatted on the ground.

"This thing has been working for decades, and the effect is still so significant." In the office of the industrial park, the man with a cigar looked at the golden figure in the distance, and his face was full of smiles.

The girl stood beside him, completely unable to believe that the power of the trinket box could be so great.

Even the highest concentration of explosives is not as good as what if, right?

What's even more terrifying is that there is not even an explosion. But dozens of kilometers away, you can still feel the tremor.

"Master, did we blow up the temple?" The girl couldn't see more than a dozen situations and wondered.

The man smiled and shook his head: "It's useless to blow up the temple. What you're blowing up is what Area 13 has sucked from humanity for more than fifty years since it was founded. ”

"What has been absorbed from humans for more than fifty years?" The girl's face was full of doubt.

The man explained, "Do you know why the temple sends hundreds of thousands of men and women in the prime of their thirties to the temple every year for purification? ”

The girl shook her head.

The man was very patient in spreading knowledge to his disciples. "For these alien creatures, the human spirit is the most valuable source of ability. They are too far away from their home planet to receive enough energy to reproduce, and can only make up for it by the human spirit and flesh and blood. And in their opinion, when human beings are about thirty years old, the spirit and flesh and blood are all just reaching maturity, and it is a good season for harvesting. ”

Although the girl had begun to cultivate, her eyes were still wide at the moment. "You're saying they've been using humans for food?"

"It's a little more advanced than food." The man continued: "After the flesh and blood of human beings are purified, the essence part is just enough for their physical growth, and the human spirit is the source of their divine power, just like the warriors of human beings, absorbing the essence of the earth, and then cultivating innate true qi in the body is a truth. ”

The girl's eyes widened as she suddenly thought of an extremely terrible question. "Do the big guys know that?"

The man smiled, "Of course I know." ”

The girl said angrily: "Then they let humans become the food of the gods, and they also made up lies to deceive their own people? ”

"No way, after all, most of the world still puts their own interests first. You can not accept it, but this is the reality. The man suddenly thought of the decisive battle sixty years ago.

After that big bang, humanity did not usher in the dawn of victory, but in the face of more alien creatures, a group of people representing the "interests" of humanity chose to surrender.

They used the flesh and spirit of countless descendants to worship the gods, fabricated flawed beliefs for the gods, suppressed them by force, and maintained the balance of the world.

True or False?

The man knows that even he is not qualified to judge all this.

A great man once said: War does not decide who is right, only who stays.

He felt that this sentence made perfect sense. At least before the arrival of the gods, for thousands of years after the human race on Earth entered the age of civilization, it has always been an unbreakable truth.

The man suddenly felt a little tired, looked at the girl and said, "Go and change your clothes, we should also go." ”

"Shall you leave now?" The girl asked.

The man smiled, didn't speak, just turned to the back of the desk, and when he looked up again, he was already an ordinary person who would not be looked at when he walked down the street.

"I've told you a lot about freedmen, and it's time for you to get a taste of what it's like to be freedmen." The man smiled, revealing a mouthful of jagged black teeth, as if he had just returned from the battlefield, with a scruffy beard and heavy dark circles under his eyes.

"From now on, your name is Nana, a pioneer of the 16th Squadron of the North Asia Division, who has been fatherless and motherless since childhood, and has a sister who died at the hands of the divine envoy......" The man told the girl his new identity, opened the door and walked out of the office.

On the streets of Area 13C, countless people are crying.

In a battle that disappeared in less than half of the city, almost half the block was destroyed, but fortunately, there were no casualties.

The empty bus landed on the ground, and the men rushed out to treat the people in their hands.

Wang Situ and Lin Guodong each had a cigarette, looking at each other's desperate cigarettes, silent.

They had worked so hard to devise a plan, but in the end, the young man they were trying to protect died.

Lin Guodong turned his head and looked at the neighborhood without divine light, and in the dim light, there were countless haggard faces. Many of them will never have access to the truth in their entire lives, or even never have the opportunity to touch a certain area in their lifetime.

But it was this group of people, who were easily guided by others, to smash down the mall, destroy the underworld, and even smash open the doors of their neighbors, robbing the finances and food of the people who were even more pitiful than them.

Are they pitiful?

Wretched.

Are they hateful?

It can also be hated.

Even with his more than sixty years of cultivation, he still couldn't help but feel irritable, angry, and even hopeless.

The young man risked his life to uncover the truth for them so that they could live a little longer, and even gave his life for it now.

But it was the same group of people he wanted to protect, who had written his name on the bloodstained banner a few days earlier, shouting for him to come out and suffer.

"Jelly, do you think if he was still alive and would regret seeing this scene?" Wang Situ's eyes fell on an aid station in the distance.

A drunken man rudely pushed a little girl who was being treated to the ground, picked up the contents of the medicine box and looked at it, but found nothing of value, so he threw it aside and walked away with a curse.

"I think it will, right?" Lin Guodong sighed, exhaled the gloom along with the smoke, then stood up and patted his old friend on the shoulder: "Let's go, dead rabbit." We can't keep even a young man with two old bones, and it's time to retire. ”

"See you at the old place tomorrow, don't forget to bring me a bottle of water." Wang Situ patted his ass and pressed the tape on his face to stop bleeding.

Lin Guodong turned his back to him and waved his hand. He suddenly felt sand in his eyes, rubbed it vigorously, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

I'm sorry, Li Xiang.

I'm really sorry.

Looking at his old friend's twitching shoulders, Wang Situ knew that this little jelly, who had loved to cry since he was a child, must have felt very uncomfortable.

He took a deep breath, took a deep look at the white building that had been reduced to ruins, and bowed deeply.

In the distance, Chen Hong and the three members of the Black Snake rushed over quickly, and saw the ruins.

Chen Hong sat on the ground as if she had lost all her strength, and after not knowing how long it took, she suddenly stood up and took a deep look at the temple in the distance.

"Grace, Ogu, mountain wind, let's go." The tears on Chen Hong's face have been wiped away.

Grace was stunned for a moment. He had never seen the woman in front of him who was all over the country and the city. He is like a rose blooming in the night, delicate and cold, swaying in the wind with her own unique style.

"You can go with confidence. I will avenge this revenge for you. Chen Hong thought silently in his heart, and left the thirteenth district with the members of the Black Snake.

In a small alley two kilometers away from the block, the manhole cover of a sewer suddenly moved, and then quickly moved to the side.

A mud-covered figure crawled out of the sewer, and the mud-stained face couldn't hide the eyes that were extremely clear in the dark night.

His face was filled with a smug smile for the rest of his life.

"His grandmother's is still handsome and exciting." He lay on his back on all fours, exhausted, gasping for air.

Who would have thought that ten minutes ago, he who fell in the basement, used his innate true qi to dig a hole in the ground, dug all the way to the sewer, and then crawled all the way down the sewer?

He listened with his ears pricked up, and found that the street had quieted down, thinking in his heart whether Chen Hong and the others would not be able to find themselves in a hurry for a while?

He didn't care about the stench all over his body, so he ran wildly.

Industrial complex, no people are seen. Li Xiang sighed helplessly, picked out two clothes for himself, and after taking a hot shower, he just wanted to go out to find Chen Hong and Grace, when he suddenly frowned.

A small man in a denim vest with muscles exploding was sitting on the couch, looking at him with a smile on his face. "I knew you kid wasn't going to die so easily."

Li Xiang intuitively judged that this person should have Mongolian blood.