"Nope! You can't do this to me! ”

"We have an agreement, we have an agreement!"

"Fuck off! You pariahs!! ”

"Please...... Rayser ...... Don't let these lowly creatures touch me......"

"If you can, please do it yourself!"

Saraswati's cries continued, along with insults and curses against the Dak warriors. She was so mad that it was as if death was worse than being touched by what she called a pariah. It was not so much that she was afraid of death, but that she was afraid of being touched by the so-called 'unclean'.

But all her pleas went unanswered. Gradually, her voice went low, and finally she was silent.

"It's weird, that's her dignity?" Leah asked, frowning. "Would she rather die at your hands? This is also an agreement? ”

"No, it's just her contempt for mortals. In the main material realm, they are divided into classes for ordinary people, and the Daks are the last of the classes, the untouchables. Therefore, to be touched by a creature of this class is something more terrifying than death. Chen Yan replied, without explaining too much. Of course, he knew how cruel Indian society was in the main material world. How perverted and ugly the caste system is. But none of this is appropriate for Leah. He didn't want such a sordid memory in Leah's almost paper-purified mind.

Demons come from thoughts, and thoughts, from what?

Just as he was thinking, Daro, the leader of the Dak, came behind him and got down on one knee.

"The Divine Lord, the Goddess, is dead."

"Did you do it all?" Chen Yan asked.

"One in five didn't do anything." Darrow swallowed in his throat and said with difficulty. The Dak people's spiritual education is too deep-rooted, so even with such a powerful 'divine master' order as Chen Yan, there are still many Dak people who dare not obey their orders, and in their eyes, the gods are inviolable, not to mention harm, even touching it is a blasphemy.

"Do you know why you're where you are today?" Chen Yan didn't reprimand Daro, but said without looking back. "It's just that you're too cowardly."

"No, we are not cowardly!" Darrow responded loudly. "Every Dak is the bravest warrior! We dare to charge against the most powerful armies, and even if the last man is left, we will have the courage to continue fighting! ”

"And then?" Chen Yan asked. "And then?"

"Dedicate the fruits of victory to the gods, then hide in the shadows to lick their wounds, bury the dead, and wait for the gods' gifts?"

"Didn't you think that if you didn't rely on the gods, all the loot might be your own?"

"We ......" Darrow lowered his head, his Adam's apple squirming. There is no choice. ”

Speaking of which, after Chen Yan's 'redemption', he may be the fastest one in the Dak clan to get rid of the dependence of the gods, but even if he does, it is still difficult to speak ill of the gods. Even if he had just cut Saraswati's body with his own hands.

"When I say you are cowardly, I don't mean the courage and will to fight." It seemed to feel the unwillingness in Daro's heart, Chen Yan explained. "It's your attitude toward power. One is the attitude of sacrificing dignity in order to survive. I understand that this is your law of survival, and that of most otherworldly races. It's just that I'm not used to it. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Yan turned around and patted Daluo on the shoulder. The other party immediately lowered it by half, making Chen Yan shoot more easily.

"I'm sorry."

"Huh? God...... God? Da Luo was stunned and didn't know how to respond to Chen Yan's words. However, Chen Yan didn't care about his panic, so he continued.

"Dignity is not achieved by kicking it off, it is that I expect too much from you."

"Thank you...... Thank you......" Daro's voice choked, and he only felt that Chen Yan was different from any god he had served, so elusive and so hopeful.

But the next moment, his expression froze on his face.

"Take all the people who did it just now, and come with me. For the rest, I give you the gift of staying here and multiplying. Chen Yan said calmly. I gave you a choice, and you made a choice. Fate has since forked. ”

"No, please give us another chance." Darrow fell to his knees. There were only one-fifth of the people who didn't do it just now, and he couldn't imagine how desperate they would be if they knew the news. Although he knew that even the gods of the past would make such a decision, wasn't Chen Yan special?

Just gave them the hope of dignity, and in the blink of an eye they have to pay such a cruel price?

Could this be the nature of the gods?

"So be it." Chen Yan said softly, and he was about to leave with his partner.

Looking at his back without hesitation, Daro's eyes were red, his teeth clicking, and he was almost bitten to pieces. In the end, he shouted loudly.

"Please, God, take them away."

"What about you?" Chen Yan didn't look back, just asked calmly. "Yourself, do you want to stay?"

"As a leader, it's my responsibility! I don't have the power to lead them to life, so let me die with them. Darrow said loudly, almost tears in his eyes. You said you could take away those who did it, so please keep your promise! Rest assured, those warriors will become your sharpest spears and strongest shields! Please don't abandon them! ”

"So!" Darrow choked up and eventually hit his head on the ground. "Thanksgiving to my lord."

"Thank you!!" More, countless Dak warriors roared together and fell to their knees. Their bodies were rickety, but Chen Yan could see an inexplicable thing sprouting from their tone and soul.

That thing, he had seen too much in the main material realm. Here, there are too few of them.

Chen Yan thought silently and didn't stay any longer. Behind him, Miso and Lilim glanced at each other and waved at their opponents.

Immediately, a large number of trolls rushed down to help the Darker clansmen up, and also joined Chen Yan's force field. Chen Yan did not speak, neither admitted nor refused. But as his thoughts spread, a huge, far beyond the usual shield was quietly taking shape, enveloping all living beings in it. Then Chen Yan moved slightly, and this super huge shield flew into the sky with everyone.

Beneath their feet is the world of condensation, the world of petrification.

There is also a pool of flesh and blood that is completely invisible.

It used to be a god.

A beautiful, perfect goddess.

But now, she's just a puddle of flesh.

There is no distinction between high and low in life, and those who forcibly distinguish all this are fools who cannot see the truth. They may have many appearances and names, but their essence has never changed.

On the scales of death, everything is as it was at the beginning.

All equal.