As night fell, the central square was crowded with thousands of heads. People are looking forward to it in a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

In the square, the Holy Army of the Guardians stood like a forest, with swords and guns shining, and there were two war puppets in the town.

Eight huge pyres were lined up in the field, and the pyres were poured with fierce oil. Ox carts came and lifted bundles of books into the pyre.

Someone was sobbing quietly. How can you not be sad? Some of the books have been preserved from the time of Faruger, at the beginning of Nehel's migration. In order to pass on this knowledge, I don't know how much effort has been expended. And tonight, it will be burned!

However, most people, they don't know the meaning of doing this, they just find it novel and ...... Subversion.

Yes, subvert.

The two days of Nehr were so surprising that things happened one after another. Just yesterday, three Burka, who had been once exalted by stoning, were executed, and today, in the same place, the books that were once enshrined in Ruo Gyugao are to be burned again!

What's more, among the books that were burned, there was actually "Tongtian Sutra"!

What? You say different versions? Different versions are also "Tongtian Sutra", brother!

Big Borka personally supervised the burning of the Book of Babel?

The Nehrians, having lost their devotion to Berka, are also about to lose their reverence for knowledge, leaving only blind obedience to power. Whoever has the strongest power will listen to whomever he wants.

Old Aboud trembled and hung up a sign that read "Today is the end of the world" and took to the street again.

People laughed and laughed, passed by the poor silly old man, quickened their pace, and went to the square to watch the rare book-burning ceremony, and no one paid any attention to him.

As the night wore on, the torches in the square were shining brighter and brighter, and people were gathered there. There were almost no pedestrians on the streets, except for a lone old Aboud standing.

A child wearing a black hooded cloak walked quickly and took out a few coppers: "Grandpa, I only have so much, you can take it and buy a dough cake to eat." ”

Abd couldn't help but laugh: "Son, I'm not a beggar, collect your money quickly." ”

"Take a good look. ”

Abd looked down and saw that there was a small copper nameplate mixed in with the copper with the name engraved on the reverse. He looked at the child several times and exclaimed, "Noor?"

This kid is none other than Nule of the former city guard: "It's me, uncle, I don't have much time, I want to report it immediately." How's the patrol going?"

"The strength is very poor. The people patrolling the streets are all our original people, and the leaders are all familiar faces. Burhan was afraid of death, and he couldn't trust the people of the original city guard, so he concentrated the main force of the Holy Army of the Guardian in the square. The garrison of the Great Sage Mosque is empty. ”

"I'll report back right away. In addition, uncle, I have good news for you, Brother Baisher has been imprisoned in the city guard prison after his second arrest, and is preparing to be secretly executed outside the city tonight. will be launched at the same time as the uprising. ”

Hearing that the city hero had also joined the plan, old Abd was overjoyed: "That's great, that's great!

"You too, your mission is complete, hurry home, once the battle starts, it will be dangerous. ”

"Okay, be careful all the way. All the best. ”

"Everything went well. ”

At this time, a satisfied Burhan was striding up the high platform.

Come on, my lovely city, the time has come to eradicate all the naysayers once and for all!

From now on, all heretical thoughts, all rebellion, all hatred will disappear, and all that remains is only devout faith in Kara - and me!

No one will dare to stand up and speak against it.

The town hall is trembling right now, and even if they let them out, they won't dare to move!

The unruly city guards, with the god of lights in hand, are you afraid of jumping up and down?

No, it should be said that the avenging angel, if she appears again, it only means that our faith is not religious enough, and there are hypocrites among us, then ...... One more time!

Aladdin: Don't be kidding, he's a member of the Holy Mosque, how can he oppose me! What's more, as long as he bites to death the division is not conducive to fighting against xenomorphs, he won't dare to move, and he won't move! Now he is honestly staying in his room to reflect, dealing with this kind of stupid boy who is full of righteousness and reason, it is the easiest way!

The people are just a bunch of brainless fools who can only make fools! As long as the dissident and intelligent people in the city remain silent, they will never wake up on their own!

Burhan unconsciously smiled brightly.

He put his hands on the podium, cleared his throat, and spoke: "Citizens, my dearest friends, yesterday, with your support, we we've eradicated the hypocrites who have plagued the city, and today we're gathered here again to eradicate the root of all evil—the cults that have been uncensored, that preach hatred and dissent, and that are full of malice and slander!

Without any superfluous rhetoric, several torches drew a long parabola and fell into the pyre, igniting the fierce fire oil.

Nine twelve-meter-high pillars of fire soared into the sky, and countless books were instantly wiped out.

Ox carts flowed endlessly, cartloads of books were hauled and unloaded, and then, the fanatical Holy Guardians lifted bundles of books and threw them into the fire without mercy.

Perhaps infected by the frenzy, each stack of books thrown into the fire would trigger a frenzied cheer from nearby onlookers, and the cheers quickly expanded to the audience.

Sighs and cries can no longer be heard. All that remained was hateful gazes and clenched fists.

Governor Kadar, who had long since become a puppet, sat on the viewing platform, looking at the rising flames with a blank expression. None of this has anything to do with him anymore. He was already wondering what kind of female prisoner would be offering him pleasure tonight.

And Salong, who was sitting next to him and didn't say a word, had a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

The cheers rang out through the audience, and the people entered a state of euphoria, but the throats were not iron after all, and after an hour, most people stopped shouting. The fire began to go out.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Burhan stepped onto the podium for the second time.

"Citizens, my dearest friends, I know that some of you still have doubts, that is, why did Big Burca do this?

"Ever since the establishment of Nehr, Paradise, there has been a shadow of terror that has followed. That is the unidentified mind that accompanies us all the way from the wasteland. Yes, free-thinking thoughts are beautiful flowers that bloom in our minds, but those harmful thoughts are poppies that destroy our lives.

"Yesterday's events have scared me, we can't afford to betray and fail again! In the desperate situation full of xenos, we have no chance to squander! Liquidation, must be liquidated, must be completely liquidated those evil, poisonous, under the slogan of preaching freedom and justice, but in fact full of malicious hostility to the city!"

There was a chaotic hoarse roar from the audience, and it was impossible to tell whether it was for approval or opposition.

Burhan put them all in favor and pressed his hands in vain: "Thank you, thank you." ”

He cleared his throat a second time and said, "I'm going to say I'm sorry. Because the time is too rushed, too urgent, there must be some friends who love books, they have been hurt, I'm sorry, but this is a helpless sacrifice, I promise, no one can forget your brave self-sacrifice for the city, no one!

"Some people may say that the sages respected knowledge, and that such a public and large-scale burning of books would not be contrary to the teachings of the sages? I say no, never! From this night onwards, those evil views and poisonous ideas have passed away, and Nehel's peculiar spirit has opened up new paths. Once again, the Arabic nation can embody itself with its own thinking!"

Burhan was agitated, he raised his arms in the air, and shouted:

"Behold, the great fires before us not only mark the end of the old age, but they also illuminate the new! For the first time we have such a right to eradicate the products of the old age. If some ignorant and stubborn people cannot understand what is happening, then let them understand that we have done so. The old dies in the fire, and the new will be born in the fire of the heart!"

The roar resounded throughout the audience. Because most people's voices are already hoarse, these hoarse and deep voices sound more like the roar of a group of beasts that are about to break out of the cage.