"Ten newly-born children, you bastards, you want to burn nine of them, are you worthy of those children, worthy of the blood sacrifice energy that the children's parents sacrificed for you?"

"You butchers, it should be you who are being burned, not the innocent children."

Enraged, Elvia struck a staff directly on the head of another demi-divine who was trying to burn nine children with a bang.

The whole person was furious, trying to swallow the guy opposite.

Ablos, who had been knocked with a staff, reacted after 0.000 seconds and found that he had been physically attacked by the other party, could he bear it? Definitely not.

He scolded angrily: "You virgins in wolf's clothing, don't you know that this is the best choice for our scrolls? ”

"If they don't, their genetic level will explode, and after reaching a certain level, several or even dozens of genetic diseases will exist in their bodies, and then they will be tortured from the moment they are born, and that cannot be called alive."

"Our Lady in wolf's clothing, I will never let you destroy the civilization in which I live."

Without using his supernatural powers, Abloth engaged in the fiercest hand-to-hand combat with Elvia.

The semi-holy ones on both sides saw that their bosses had made a move, and where could they still endure it, with revenge and revenge, and with grudges, they picked up their staff and fought with each other.

The staff wheel was chaotic, and a large group of semi-holy people were chaotic, and some even threw their staff in a fight, and directly threw the opponent to the ground, which was a chaotic fist.

The scene was chaotic to the extreme.

More than four hundred demigods on the warrior side looked at the thirty-six demigods who were pinched into a ball on the opposite side, and one by one they gave up the field.

These guys are the treasures of their gods.

Usually it's for fear that they will bump into it, and the baby's tightness.

And the demigods of their group of warriors are more tragic, all the dirty work belongs to them, and they have to be called around by this group of demigods from time to time, and their status is very low.

Although their status is somewhat low, they have no complaints about the semi-sacred.

As for why there were no complaints, it was of course because this group of semi-holy beings was able to help them multiply their income tenfold and hundredfold.

In the face of tenfold and hundredfold interests, they are willingly driven by them.

The Outer God of Darkness looked at the thirty-six half-sacreds in a mess below.

The head hurts extraordinarily, this group of guys is smart and stubborn.

It's very easy to use, but it's also very difficult to manage.

Smart people are much more difficult to manage than a group of honest iron people.

And the other party's fight, he is not easy to manage, because this is a conflict of ideas.

Sometimes the impulse of ideas is higher than their own lives, and neither of them can convince the other, so they can only fight while reasoning.

Fortunately, they were all measured, and they just used pure physical strength, and they couldn't hurt each other at all.

A few hours later.

More than three hundred demigods on the warrior side were driven out of the main hall, and thirty-six demigods split into two waves, facing their deity, the Lord of Darkness.

Elvia was the first to speak: "My lord, you must not start the large-scale burning rule, nine out of ten children will be burned to death, this will completely make your subordinates hate you." ”

"When hatred accumulates, you're done."

He has a good heart, but at the same time he has a heart for the sake of his gods.

Nine out of ten children were burned to death, which would greatly limit the expansion of their subordinates, and the expansion speed would be reduced tenfold.

Moreover, children are born to their parents after all, and the feelings are very deep, how can those parents agree to burn those children?

If he burns his children with strength regardless of the feelings of his parents, the gods to whom he is allegiated, as well as the fellows of them, will become the enemies of the subjects they rule.

Therefore, it is absolutely not feasible to enable the burn rule on a large scale.

Facing Elvia's words, Ablos retorted without hesitation: "This can't work, that doesn't work, is it possible that you have a way to solve the problem of genetic deterioration of your people." ”

"Don't forget, in some civilizations, because there are more than ten genetic diseases per inhabitant, those inhabitants have endured the pain of illness since birth, and they have been suffering from torture all the time."

"They are born to suffer, pain torments them all the time, they don't know what happiness is, and they have never felt the beauty of life."

"I will not allow that to happen, and the people I count should not all be living in misery."

"Moreover, the world of Jingya belongs to the world of war, in this world, the strong live, the weak die, and the races without strength can only usher in the fate of destruction."

"We have already been wiped out by the Dragon Alliance once, trillions of genus have been slaughtered, corpses have been piled up like mountains, the smell of corpses can spread across the entire continent, and rivers have been blocked."

"Do you want to do it again?"

Ablos was furious to the extreme.

The brilliant civilization they had developed with all their might was gone with a snap, and endless people wept to death in the midst of the war.

If it is destined to die, why can't some people rise to the light in the midst of death and lead their civilization to an eternal future.

Sacrifice seemed to him inevitable and necessary.

Elvia was so angry that he retreated step by step, his teeth were crushed, and he yelled again: "Then we shouldn't activate the burn rule on a large scale, nine out of ten children will be burned, and the backlash brought by all fathers and mothers will make us enter the abyss of destruction ahead of time." ”

"Then we won't be able to wait for the moment when the Dragon Alliance will destroy us."

Ablos said in an extremely cold tone: "Then you will be able to solve the solution to genetic deterioration, so that our civilization will not be destroyed again." ”

One son is born, nine sons die, how cruel this is, he doesn't want to be like this.

But civilization is to continue after all, and in the choice of enjoying a period of peace after a period of destruction and the death of one son and nine sons, he chose one son to live and nine to die.

Elvia was so stunned that he couldn't speak, if he had a way, where would he quarrel with this bastard in front of him here, and he would have swollen his face with reason.

He trembled and said, "What are you going to do with the backlash of the child's parents?" ”

"That's something that can destroy us."

Ablos said in a sad and joyful tone, "Isn't it enough to let them return to ignorance?" ”

"Seal off knowledge, so that they don't know the truth of this world."

"Imprison their minds and make them think that what we let them think is right."

"Preach the devil and the devil, and deceive them, that they may know that the nine unqualified children they have born are the offspring of the devil and the devil, and they are a scourge, and they should be burned to death."

At this moment, Abloth's face was so hateful in the eyes of everyone in the main hall.

The large group of half-Divine beings standing behind Abloth who had been supporting him were dumbfounded.

Although they want one son to be born and nine to die, they don't want to go so far.

Abloth's suggestion was a ruin for them, and what he was going to do was the worst thing in the world, and they all turned away from him.

Elvia's eyes had turned completely red, and she rushed to Ablos frantically, grabbed the clothes on his chest with both hands and lifted him up, and said in the most sinful tone in the world: "Do you know what you're talking about? You're fighting against the truth, you bastard, how the hell did you become a semi-holy? ”

"Is this the kind of bastard thing you've learned?"

"I tell you, as long as I stand on this land, the plan you have proposed to poison my people will not be realized."

Elvia was furious and frightened at this point.

He was afraid of everything that Ablos had proposed, and he was even more angry at how this guy was born in this world, and why wasn't he strangled to death by his parents in swaddling clothes at the moment of his birth?

He should not have come to this world, he is the sin of this world, and he should be viciously sucked to death on the earth by all people, so that he can atone for the sins he proposed.

Ablos tore Elvia's hand off and pushed him away, facing his god, the Lord of Darkness, and said in a loud voice, "My god Lord of Darkness, your chance to rise has come, please make your choice." ”

"It is to rise in the darkness, to take your scroll to become another protagonist of this world, to reach the top of greatness, and to become one of the most powerful beings in this world."

"Or in the midst of goodness and the Virgin, to welcome the pain of your weakness and the reincarnation of your subjects in the midst of war destruction and rebirth."

He looked forward to looking at his gods.

He was a true sage who created his own rules and also followed his own gods.

After learning what absolute militarization rules are, he wanted to achieve the achievement of the last dragon Ace more than once, lead the world to rise, and increase the income of all vested interest classes in the whole world tenfold, ten thousand, million, and billion.

His rules are sinful, unreasonable, and based on lies.

But his rules can cultivate the brightest future in the midst of sinful lies, and he believes that his gods can make the right choices.

The Lord of Darkness was silent, and he looked at the loyal Sage in front of him, a feeling of being shrouded in history, and his instincts were filled with a sense of being shrouded in history.

The magic box of sin had been opened the moment he, the Sage, uttered his truth.

The Jingya World does not need the rules proposed by this Sage, but the countless worlds in the void that do not have the rules of Rise need the rules he proposes.

He doesn't need it, there will be countless beings who will use it, but with such cruel rules, to treat the countless volumes loyal to him, deceive them, and ignore them, is it really what a god should do?

Those countless volumes, but looking at him with hopeful eyes, what a beautiful light it was.

Will they turn the light of their hope into the light of foolishness and sin?

How the Lord of Darkness wishes he could be worthy of the word darkness at this moment.

How good would it be if he didn't have a responsibility and a conscience, where would there be so many troubles?

But without responsibility and conscience, he wanted to reach the throne in the first place, how could his world allow an existence without responsibility and conscience to reach the throne.

It is precisely because he has responsibility and conscience, loves his own world, and is willing to protect the world that gave birth to him and raised him, instead of desperately looting his world after ascending to the gods, regardless of the destruction of the world, and only pursuing his own strength, that he can ascend to the throne of God.

He didn't dare to look directly at the Sage Abloth, who was loyal to him, and his heart was already in the most extreme struggle.

If he uses the rules created by Ablos, he will be able to usher in his eventual rise and soar to the sky in the world of Geya.

But at the same time, those who are loyal to him will be plunged into the deepest darkness.

Ignorance, lies, deception, they will lose everything.

Abloth looked at the struggling god, his heart full of hope and anticipation.

It's good to be in a struggle, the gods are rational creatures, and reason is the best choice.

And the choice he brings to his gods is the best and brightest future.

The more he struggled, the more the scales tipped in his favor.

Seeing this, Elvia was in a hurry, and shouted to the gods he was loyal to, "My God, Lord of Darkness, have you forgotten the promise you made to the followers of the scrolls you rule?" ”

"You said that you will bring them happiness, bring them a future, and help them get the brightest light in the darkness."

"My God, you must not forget the promise you made."

"Your subordinates are willing to give everything for you, and their ancestors fought to the death for you, and their number is trillions."

"If you add a touch of splendor to the splendor of your throne, the result is the deepest ignorance, deceit, and lies."

"Who else will be loyal to you in the future?"

"Fools who are about to live in ignorance in deception and lies?"

"They will eventually awaken, and then they will bring with them the other extreme, and they will perish in what they think is the brightest environment."

As she spoke, Elvia wept bitterly, desperately trying to turn the scales in his favor.

The people should not be plunged into the deepest darkness, they should live in the light, not in ignorance, lies, deceit.

It's not fair, and it's even more unreasonable.

The people gave everything for their gods, and their ancestors fought to the death for the gods, and all kinds of contributions were exchanged for this result for their children and grandchildren.

Inside the main hall, thirty-six semi-holy beings watched their gods.

Outside the main hall, four hundred and thirty-two demigods quietly waited for their gods' choice.