"Okami, are you serious?"

After listening to Heulia's plan, Su Ming showed a surprised expression, he was the other party's henchman, serving as the commander of the escort team.

"Yes, Su Ming, I have to admit that whether it is intelligence or strength, I am far from enough to protect you."

Heulia smiled bitterly, admitted her incompetence, and called her henchmen to talk alone.

If you want to deceive the enemy, you must first deceive your own people.

The fewer people who know, the better.

"No, you have done your best, great god, it's not you who are wrong, it's those evil gods!"

Su Ming knelt on one knee and clenched his fists tightly.

"No, Su Ming, what's wrong is this era, more precisely, ......"

Heulia was halfway through her sentence when she looked up at the ceiling, her gaze piercing the surface.

"The evil gods of your mouth are mortals, and the gods love their people, even Vipal."

Heulia shook her head, he was a demon god, and his ideas were not limited to humans.

The Daedric War is not about good or evil, it is not about position.

All living beings are just here to live.

It's just survival.

The demon gods fought with all their strength and wisdom to gain the ruling power of a region.

Every demon god is for his own people, and he has to do it.

The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive, and the unfit are eliminated.

Heulia was not stupid, on the contrary, she was very self-aware and saw all this, so she wanted to escape.

He could die, but He didn't want to cause his people to suffer.

"If I keep backing down, even if Hargentus doesn't send his family over, I will one day usher in a real death."

Heulia sighed in her heart.

"Great God?"

Su Ming looked confused, and he looked up to find that the great god's face was full of guilt.

Until now, she regrets her lack of ability.

"I'm sorry Su Ming, I want you to bear the charge of killing gods."

Heulia smiled apologetically and reached out with a trembling hand to caress the young man's face.

Su Ming was the child he watched grow up, and his father was the commander of his own escort team in the previous generation.

Died in an invasion of the Demon God.

"The Great God has said that it is my honor as a citizen to sacrifice and bear the infamy for you, and it is not really a god-killing person."

Su Ming said in fear.

"You're such a good boy, go Su Ming, I'll wait for you in the dark."

With that, Heulia handed over a short sword to the other party.

"Yes." Su Ming took the short sword, got up and strode out of the Great God's dormitory.

It is not appropriate to have a great god when you die, and you must return to darkness as a god-killer.

For Su Ming, this is a great honor.

What about the infamy, he still accompanies the great god.

It's not so much a sacrifice as a gift.

After Su Ming left, he quickly summoned the subordinates of the escort team.

"Commander, it's so late, do you have any urgent business to summon us?"

Some guards were puzzled.

"That's right, what I'm going to talk about next is the life and death of the salt in the earth."

Su Ming has a straight face, he is very good at acting, and the great god occasionally makes private interviews, and as a guard, he often disguises his identity with him.

"So serious!?"

The guards were shocked.

"Listen, the family members of the Vortex Demon God who saved us during the day are not good, and they want the Great God to hand over his authority and become a slave to serve the Vortex Demon God, otherwise the sea will drown the salt in the earth."

According to the plan, Su Ming gave emotion to the lines he had memorized in advance, and his words were full of anger and helplessness.

Bang!

Some guards were so angry that they slammed the table on the spot.

"Damn it! It's just a bunch of newborns! ”

"Shameless scum, the leader of us will not surrender, and we must not let the great god be a slave to that bullshit vortex demon god because of us!"

"That's right, Commander, even if we fight to the last man, we will never agree to the Overlord Treaty!"

……

Su Ming looked at his colleague who was determined to die, and felt a sense of relief in his heart.

It's a pity that he can't tell the truth, and he must play this scene.

"Colleagues, I am proud of you, but I am sorry that the Great God does not want to see us continue to suffer."

"Is the great god ......?"

All of them were pro-guards, and they knew that the great god loved the people like sons, and was not good at fighting, so he once again made sacrifices for the people.

"Everyone, let the great god be free."

Su Ming sighed and said amazingly.

For a moment, the entire conference room was silent, and everyone's pupils widened, looking at the trusted leader in surprise.

What kind of mood did he have to say such a rebellious thing?

"Commander, are you kidding?" A guard asked in a trembling voice.

"I'm not kidding, rather than making the Great God a slave and suffering after defeat, it is better for us to give Him a relatively easy liberation with our own hands."

Su Ming tightly grasped the short sword at his waist, and his gaze swept resolutely over the faces of every colleague present.

"However, it is necessary to protect the treasures that are cherished by the great gods, and let some of the people leave the salt of the earth and go to Guiliji before they move."

The guards felt the determination and madness of the Commander.

Perhaps this is how he is faithfully performing his duties.

"Then why don't you ask for help from Guiliji in the first place, I heard that those three gods have taken in a lot of displaced people."

A guard asked, puzzled.

"We are different from those outcasts, as long as the great god is still alive for a day, we are the people of salt for a day, and the salt in the earth has no benefit worthy of the other party's help."

Su Ming explained.

"How can this kind of crime be borne by the commander alone!"

A guard stood up and decided to carry out the god-killing plan with Su Ming.

"You're crazy! How good God is to us, you will repay Him in this way! I'd rather die on the battlefield than turn my sword against the god who protects us! ”

Of course, there were also people who objected, and even did not hesitate to draw their swords and make moves, intending to stop Su Ming.

However, Su Ming was the commander and quickly subdued and knocked the opponents unconscious.

"Lock them up, and send the salt of the ground along with the others on the day the plan is carried out."

Su Ming didn't kill him, he needs to bear the charge, and someone in the know must survive.

A week later.

Everything was in place, and the plan was going well.

On this day, Su Ming stabbed the short sword given to him by Heulia at the great god he believed in.

The entire palace was full of god-killers in the dark.

"Well done......"

Heulia calmly died, allowing the dagger to be pierced into her chest, but the sword she had made of white salt.

It is absolutely impossible to hurt oneself in the slightest.

"Ahh

On this day, the wail of the demon god came from under the blue water plain, and everything was full of drama.

The entire land of Liyue, and even the Demon God of the Sea, are concerned about the demise of Heulia, the Demon God of Salt.

Some sympathize, some take warning, and some ridicule incompetence.

The demon god was killed by his own people.

It's a ridiculous thing.

Heulia unleashed her origin, and the power of the furious and unrivaled salt god poured out, acting out a drama of loss of power before death.

The god-killers led by Su Ming, as well as those who didn't have time to escape, all turned into salt statues without exception.

Of course, it's just the surface, and it's not a big deal on the inside.

No matter how weak Heulia is, she will not be able to control her own strength.

"From now on, there will be no more saltless demon god Heulia in the world!"

Heulia collapsed to the ground, her body visibly shrinking, and her clothes fell to the ground.

From a convex and backward hot royal sister, she has become a white-haired little Lori.

It's about the size of an emergency food.

In order to die for the sake of the real performance, he did not hesitate to damage the damage caused by the loss of the power of the Demon God's origin.

He was already weaker, and he became weaker, and I am afraid that he was not as good as other demon god dependents.

But Hargentus said that what was needed for the Exodus was His authority to make salt.

"Please, son of Hargentus......"