Zhan Shen: It’s Just a Sacrifice, How Can I Become a Villain?

216: The New Ancient God Church cannot lose Anta County, just as the West cannot lose Jerusalem!Fengdu Great Emperor stared in disbelief at his chest, where a golden blade tip had pierced through his heart and emerged from his chest.

”Why...”

A self-mocking smile appeared on Fengdu Great Emperor’s lips.

”We have no grievances, no enmity. Are you killing me just for that scepter?”

He didn’t understand, attempting one last try, ”You clearly have the skin and hair of a Great Xia person.”

Pfft!

Song Zhong, gripping the Dagger of Faith, twisted it forcefully.

”Ah!”

Heart-wrenching pain, like an electric current, ravaged Fengdu Great Emperor’s heart, causing him to cry out involuntarily.

Where did Song Zhong gather so much faith?

”I never said I was a Great Xia person.”

”Impossible!”

The immense pain seemed to ignite Fengdu Great Emperor’s last shred of strength, and he roared:

”When the mist descends, only Great Xia, under our protection, remains unharmed.

The rest of the surviving humans are in various countries’ Human Realms. You are not an agent of an Outer God; it’s impossible for you to Transmigration through the mist to Great Xia.”

Golden blood soaked Fengdu Great Emperor’s imperial robe from the wound.

It even dripped onto the ground from his toes.

A fine golden blood rain, like ox hair, fell on Lin Qi Ye and the others, as despair and sorrow grew in the darkness.

”How could he attack Fengdu Great Emperor?”

Wang Mian was immersed in deep regret, unable to extricate himself. If he had stopped Song Zhong then, would the current outcome be different?

But at that time, to get information, he had actually agreed to his request.

”Before the Anta County incident is resolved, you cannot do anything to obstruct me.

This request shouldn’t be hard for you, right?

Now, I’m going to slay a God!”

Wang Mian’s ears echoed with Song Zhong’s words to him not long ago.

Recalling them now, they were so grating.

He could only watch Song Zhong commit his crime.

Every time Song Zhong twisted the dagger, Wang Mian felt as if that blade was plunged into his own body.

Now, backstabbing Fengdu Great Emperor, isn’t that helping the Outer Gods invade Great Xia?

What difference is there between what he’s doing and the evil kind like Yue Huai, who devoutly believe in Outer Gods?

And what difference is there between himself, who let Song Zhong go, and Yue Huai?

For someone with a strong sense of responsibility like Wang Mian, it’s easy to take responsibility for things upon himself.

This is a strength, but sometimes, it’s also a weakness.

Shen Qingzhu looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with disbelief and anger.

Lord Song Zhong, killed a God of Great Xia?

Is he declaring war on Great Xia?

No, he shouldn’t be that kind of person.

His unwavering belief, confronted by the bloody truth, left Shen Qingzhu’s heart in turmoil.

Lin Qi Ye’s eyes were also bloodshot.

The Fengdu Great Emperor before him was also Li De Yang, the captain of the Night Watcher 332 squad.

He was clearly a kind and honest middle-aged man; he shouldn’t be treated like this.

He had to do something, for example, inherit the Soul of a certain God.

Lin Qi Ye made up his mind, just about to enter the Main God Mental Hospital, when a warm hand suddenly pulled him back.

It was Galan.

Lin Qi Ye looked at this Mysterious girl in surprise, her face filled with sorrow.

But the hand holding Lin Qi Ye’s did not let go.

She shook her head and said with a tongue that wasn’t very nimble:

”Don’t... can’t win... will die...”

Although no one understood the situation of this Mysterious girl.

But to appear in such a place, her strength was absolutely not to be underestimated.

”But, are we just going to watch and do nothing?”

No one answered Lin Qi Ye’s question.

The silence was deafening.

Anger, sorrow, and resentment exploded in their hearts.

But they were powerless.

A question simultaneously appeared in everyone’s mind: Where were Great Xia’s other Gods?

They had clearly appeared in Cangnan before.

...

Anta County had already fallen into the mist.

The panicked crowd had already been pacified by the Night Watcher army led by Ye Fan.

He gathered all the ordinary people in the county’s air-raid shelter.

Several Night Watchers who could control air currents temporarily served as the ventilation System for the basement.

”Commander, we are now in the mist and have completely lost contact with headquarters,” a Night Watcher said, his expression panicked.

Ye Fan used his ability to construct a defensive Great Wall, resisting the invasion of the mist.