First Player

Su Mingan hovered in the air, not approaching Su Wensheng.

"Su Ming'an, I want to conclude a contract with you." Chao Yan said: "After signing the contract, I will share your vitality, energy and faith, so that I can better protect you."

Su Mingan reached out and shook hands with her.

"You... trust me so much?" Chao Yan asked in surprise.

"Mm." Su Mingan didn't explain too much. What is the concept of full affection? Lu Shu is the only one around him who is full of affection. He used to doubt Chaoyan, but now it seems that she is really a pure guardian.

Her hands were as hot as the rising sun. When Chaoyan let go of his hand, Su Mingan felt his chest was hot, and he reached out to touch it, and it was a pattern of wings.

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"Ding dong!"

[You have obtained Chao Yan's shared tattoo. 】

[During the duration of the print, you share HP (life), MP (mana) and pain. Share energy and faith. 】

[Your current life value has increased from 300 points to 3200 points. 】

[Your current mana value has increased from 5640 to 7000. 】

[This effect lasts until one party dies or one party voluntarily terminates the contract. 】

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[Combat power: 4200+500! 】

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"I'm going." Chaoyan put her old eyes around her neck.

"...Okay." Su Mingan said.

"Shuh-!"

In the next instant, his vision was filled with bright flames. The girl's black hair was dyed a scorching blood red in an instant, and behind her slowly raised layers of wings, like a slender blood sparrow.

The way she looked at him was always full of nostalgia and subtle pain. When her hair brushed past Su Ming'an, bloody flames filled the sky and fell towards the sea.

The blood sparrow rushed to the sea, and the flames burned the sky. Su Mingan recalled what Xiao Jingsan said before, that Chaoyan always plays with a life-burning style, and only in this way can she be so strong.

"...Su Mingan."

Su Ming'an didn't intend to get close to Su Wensheng, but Su Wensheng took the initiative to fly up.

Under the red sky, Su Mingan met Su Wensheng's gaze.

"Su Wensheng, why did you come back to life, and why did you come here?" Su Ming'an said.

"I want you to become the strongest so that you can defeat the alien king who is about to be resurrected." Su Wensheng said, "Therefore, I hope you can complete the rest of the angel ceremony and don't release the control mark on yourself. Only you Only by accepting the power given by the gods can you become stronger."

Su Mingan's palm was icy cold, Su Wensheng was telling the truth.

"I like to be rebellious." Su Ming'an said, "The more you want me to listen to the gods, the more I feel something is wrong. If the gods are really right, why do Li Mingyue, Xiao Jingsan and Chaoyan all rebel against him?"

Su Wensheng stared at Su Mingan.

"——So you have to set off a war of gods." Su Wensheng said.

There were violent waves on the beach, and the tentacle monster had already fought Asagao. Her flaming hair fluttered with the wind, and her bow and arrow were like falling stars one after another. She shuttled between the frantically beating tentacles, like a beautiful and flexible fire phoenix.

"—So you insist on creating a war." Su Wensheng said.

He raised his hand and stared at Su Mingan: "In the past twelve hours alone, more than 170,000 people died because of the god war you started. They may have died by burning, or by gun battle, or by Riot, you...brought war to them."

Su Ming'an clenched his fingers slightly: "I know how cruel war is, and I also know that their death is the horn of resistance. I can't take everyone's thoughts into consideration. I'm sorry. I hate my words like this, as early as in the world of ruins. , I’ve seen it, countless times, countless times, countless times—”

"To me, to Lin Guang, to Akto—"

He put his hands on his heart:

"—people have hated us countless times, even destroyed us with gunfire."

"Because we started the rebellion."

"But the best way to obliterate a race is to obliterate their history, make them give up even their joys and sorrows, burn their scientific research papers, and denounce the sacrificed flamers as traitors. Su Wensheng—we can't just use The spring breeze and the song to deal with the darkness are not enough."

"If you don't even dare to start the beginning of the battle of the gods, at the end, human beings can only die under the control of the gods, and they will even die silently."

The sea breeze was blowing the black hair of the two of them, and the jet-black hair was tangled together. Su Wensheng looked at Su Mingan with a hint of sadness, and Su Mingan returned his firm eyes.

"Idealists..."

Su Wensheng said:

"Why do you swallow the hatred of hundreds of millions of people?"

He suddenly stretched out his hand and reached towards Su Mingan.

Su Mingan immediately stepped back a meter, but Su Wensheng just took out a mirror. In the mirror is the situation around the world.

"Look with your own eyes—what people have suffered because of the god war you set off." Su Wensheng pointed to the mirror.

Su Mingan raised his eyes and saw that in the mirror, fires were burning in every corner of the city. The iron hooves of the Holy Allies trampled on the ground, and people's flesh and blood were scattered.

"Master Disciple, I'm afraid you haven't even thought about it—such a cowardly and cowardly small country will be brave for the last time, haha, hahahaha—" the leader of Weiner Kingdom shouted. Opposite him, Bivis surrounded him with troops.

"Aren't you very obedient before? This time I came to collect gilt gold mines, how dare you—how dare you give them all to the Human Self-Salvation Alliance?" Bivis yelled angrily, pointing at the king.

The Kingdom of Weiner is just a small country, and it had been delivering minerals to the Lello Empire before. Now that Bivis is here, the Lord of Weiner has handed over the last batch of minerals to the Human Self-Salvation Alliance.

The lord touched his gray beard, solemnly put the crown on the table on his head, and then said with a smile: "The life span of our country is already visible to the naked eye, and it is constantly squeezed, plundered, and occupied by you, without any dignity. On the day of exhaustion, this group of free believers in our country will be destroyed by you sooner or later. However, before the end of my life, I have made a final decision-the talismans of our country have migrated to the Human Self-Salvation Alliance, the Holy Alliance Ladies, you can no longer plunder a stitch from us!"

"Stupid-stupid-stupid!" Bivis flew up with a knife and cut off the king's head.

The old man's head rolled to the ground, and he was still smiling at the end.

Su Wensheng looked at this scene, and said calmly: "Su Ming'an, as you can see, the king didn't have to die. He was driven by your video and chose to betray the gods. If he obediently handed over the last batch of minerals, he wouldn't will die."

Su Mingan said: "He didn't die, he really lived."

Su Wensheng squinted his eyes and did not refute.

He waved his hand, and a new picture appeared in the mirror.

In the independent kingdom of Fugangtu, people rushed into the royal court holding torches. They clamored to "obey the old gods", uprooted all the flower gardens, killed all the servants, dragged the queen out, and cut off her head Go to the Human Self-Salvation Alliance to surrender.

The queen has a weak temperament and has always obeyed the gods. Even if she is invaded by other countries, she will only continue to cede land and pay compensation. People finally realized that she could not protect the people, and at this juncture, riots were set off, killing her and her children.

The young prince was crying and was pierced by the mob's sickle and hoe. His young face remained innocent, and he still didn't understand why some people would risk their lives to start a riot for such a reason.

——Since you can’t get enough of bread, why don’t you just eat cake?

——Since you are too poor to survive, wouldn’t it be good to believe in gods?

The gods love them so much, and they have arranged for everyone to die. If they starve all day long, they will starve to death according to the arrangement of the gods. Everyone will be happy in the next life.

The little prince didn't understand, because he was instilled with this kind of thought since he was a child, so he still didn't understand until the moment he was pierced by the scythe of anger.

Incomprehension, mob, ignorance, rudeness, heathen.

——Why do you start a war?

——Why can't you obey the arrangement of fate and die obediently?

——Why do you...

why not do-

"..."

—sheep in the rain?

"The queen is dead! The queen is dead—!"

"Everyone rush in! Rescue all the books that are about to be burned!"

"—Quick, quick!"

Su Wensheng lowered his eyelids, looking at this scene in the mirror, people's expressions seemed to be on fire, which was actually more intense than the morning face of the sky.

"...I have seen that queen." Su Wensheng said: "She doesn't want to be a queen, but she is the only heir to the royal family. She hates war, violence and conflict, and has a soft temperament. When I played chess with her one day, She once cried and said to me that she hopes everyone can get peace. She usually helps children in slums and has built thousands of orphanages."

"In the end, she died, people tore up all her achievements, and her innocent children died in the violence she hated most."

Su Mingan said: "Aversion to violence should not be an ideal, but a means."

The silence between the two lasted for a while, Su Wensheng waved his hand, and a new picture appeared in the mirror.

At the headquarters of the Holy Allied Forces, the blue bird overlooked the people below the stage, raised its hand and said:

"—We must brainwash you and erase your memories of history."

"Master Shenzi, you can't. I heard that the technology of memory cleaning is not perfect enough, and more than 70% of people have become fools. We still have a lot of important information in our brains!" A researcher fell to his knees, Shout out.

The blue bird flicked the glass pendant next to its ear, listening to the crisp sound of their collision. He sighed with compassion: "Who made you drink the special medicine issued by the Human Self-Saving Alliance, recalling the past memories. In this case, we, the Holy Alliance, will help you erase these memories that you shouldn't have .”

He stroked the bloody tattoo behind his ear, and sighed: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. My heart is very good, and I don't want to kill."

“Shouldn’t have memories—memories of my daughter and I, the wheat fields my mother and I walked through when we were kids, the sweater she knitted for me—are those all ‘shouldn’t have memories’?” someone yelled .

"The fairy tale books I read a few years ago, and the feelings I wrote down, those...can't I keep them?"

"Why...why did we come to this point, why do we have to live in such a sad way..."

Su Wensheng watched this scene, this time he didn't comment on anything.

The two looked at the picture in the mirror in silence, until the roars and cries of people were intertwined, hunting in the sea breeze.

In the picture, people are escorted into a memory-cleaning room. From then on, they will forget their precious memories, who they met when they were young, what they loved, what hobbies they swore to dedicate their lives to, and the past. relatives, forget how much they loved them when they were alive, forget where their tombstones are buried, and forget their unrealistic but life-supporting... dreams.

Young children will even forget their parents, and they will not remember where their home is. They have become strangers in their lives and wanderers in the years, just like the uniformly copied bionics, except for their appearance and name. , the others seem to be... nothing different.

Forget yourself, forget your roots, forget your kindness and love, forget literature, art and music, and forget everything about human sensibility or rationality.

Forget "self".

"Do you know where the glory of mankind is?"

In the sea breeze, Su Mingan spoke slowly.

"Ah." Su Wensheng put away the mirror: "I know...Of course I know."

"Is your blood still hot?" Su Mingan said.

Su Wensheng put his hand on his heart, and seemed to feel it seriously.

"Of course." Su Wensheng's expression was mixed with subtle pain: "It's not cold yet."

"So you still want to prevent me from setting off a war of gods?" Su Mingan's voice was also mixed with obscurity:

"Have you also... forgotten your 'self'?

"Su Wensheng, I didn't ask them to sacrifice their lives. They just decided to resist because of their will. They no longer want to be sheep in the rain. They want to run towards me."

"I'm just an awakener. I call myself the Old God and give them a chance to stand up. If they decide to obey the Holy Allies and never raise their heads again, of course they can survive."

"Why do you think all death is due to me because I gave light—give a spark to men in darkness?"

"If they want to hate me, they have to wait until the day when the war of gods is over and everyone is rescued, and then point their guns at me."

Su Mingan pointed to his heart, his heart felt faintly hot:

"I can... swallow the hatred of billions of people."

He is not Actor, and he will not take all the casualties in the war on himself. Of course he would feel sorry for the war, and he would feel guilty for the dead and wounded, but he would not bear the guilt alone and suffer every day.

The gods want to destroy human beings, but instead of starting a war, they choose to "eat candy" for people, and want them to die in the numbness of candy. Su Ming'an was one of the few people who sensed the danger, so he set off a war of gods to try to divide the power of the gods, and there were casualties due to "Su Ming'an". Therefore, human beings believed that it was Su Ming'an who started the war in the "better and better era", and blamed Su Ming'an for everything.

Sugar is poison.

The sheep thought it was red wine.