Heritage foundry

Chapter 556 Riot
An Jie'er was captured, imprisoned herself, lost her authority in the team, and was despised and hostile by her teammates...

The long-suppressed emotions in Sous's heart finally broke out in the slave area of ​​the princess where even a ray of light could not be seen.

I don't know whether it was anger or passion that rushed to Sous's young brain, and everything was forgotten by him.

"You guys, do you dare to fight with your lives?"

"Although what you get may be death, you can't even see a glimmer of hope for victory!"

"Although you got killed in exchange for standing up and resisting, do you dare to muster up your courage?"

"If you have the courage, then at the very least, at the last moment of your life, you have dignity!"

With red eyes, Sous turned his body slowly, looking at everyone who was willing to look at him.

But what disappointed and even angered Sous was that most of the princess slaves lowered their heads as soon as they caught his gaze.

In the momentary eye contact, Sous saw inferiority complex, cowardice, and fear.

But there is no hope and passion that South wants to see.

In the end, South and the leader of the princess slaves, the 29-year-old little old man, looked at each other.

Those eyes were numb and free and easy.

This made Sous stunned. Such a person, such a life, how could there be freedom in his eyes?

This kind of free and easy, Sous has seen it from the eyes of children from noble families, from the ranger subspecies in the underground world, and from the eyes of His Majesty Platinum, but it is not as free and easy as in the eyes of the little old man in front of him. Let him come shocked.

"You resigned to your fate? That's it? Have you ever thought about these hopeful children?" Sous was angry, and he could see that the person in front of him would not live long.

Because of your own despair, you refuse to welcome hope?

The little old man looked at Sous's anger, and asked in a low voice with a hoarse voice that was rubbed against gold and iron:
"You don't understand our hope, you can't understand our despair, but your heart is bright, thank you for coming, and thank you for your words."

Then, the little old man looked around with cloudy eyes and walked back to his shack.

All the princess slaves walked back to their shacks one after another, and the entire princess slave area returned to calm.

Sous stood there, a little at a loss, he felt like a fool, or a crazy fool.

The passion and anger had nowhere to vent, which made Sous irritated and irritated to the point of depression.

Sit back to the original position.

"Am I really looking like a fool?" South asked.

The rest of South's team looked at each other, and the kindest Neria said:
"Everyone is equal in the face of death, and choosing how to die is a person's greatest freedom."

"But people are born unequal. As long as people live, they are not free. So if you want equality and freedom, you should die. Everyone is equal before death."

"The reason why some people will always die at the hands of others in this world is because order requires death to maintain balance."

Niria used Platinum quotations that she didn't understand, and told South.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Sous's eyes became darker and his head lowered.

The godslayer looked at Niriya in surprise, he never expected that this angelic little girl would be able to say such a thing.

However, Lalong knew the details of Niriya. It is no wonder that she could say these words, most of them were the quotations of His Majesty Platinum that were only circulated in the Platinum Manor.

"Ahem, what happened to the slaves of the princess is indeed a bit sad. What Captain South said is right. They should work hard to fight for a better life for themselves."

Laron could only comfort South in this way. He didn't want this unreliable captain to run away again, and their mission must continue!

The mouse didn't think so.

"Captain, what you said today may be due to the anger in your heart, but please don't say these words in the future."

Sous raised his head abruptly, stared at the mouse, gritted his teeth and said:
"Why, why can't I say these words again, if they don't learn to resist, if they don't learn to fight fate with their lives and blood, then they will never be able to get rid of this suffering!"

"Not only must we speak, but we must keep on speaking, to more people. Only when all oppressed people have the consciousness of resistance and the desire to fight, can the light of this world shine again. "

The mouse looked at South coldly, and said:
"Captain South, if one of ten people who have heard your words is incited, do you know what will happen?"

"war!"

"Captain South, do you know what war means? It means killing, and it means that countless innocent people will be involved and lose their lives."

"For the sake of the light you said, let countless people die, and then you will ask those who died, are they willing to die?"

This question made the anger in South's eyes disappear, but he still stared at the mouse.

"Just because you are afraid of death, let the light be buried forever?"

Neria raised a hand cutely and said:
"There will never be eternal light in this world, only the cycle of light and darkness again and again."

"What people should do is not to fear the darkness in the light, but to have hope for the light in the darkness."

Then Neria opened her big eyes, looked at Soth seriously, and continued:

"Captain, to be honest, I don't agree with what you said just now. The light obtained by violence must be maintained by violence."

"Although I am a violent person, I don't like violence!"

Soth was speechless.

Som burst out laughing, seeing Niriya's quotations from His Majesty Platinum leaving Soth speechless, he felt an inexplicable sense of joy.

At this moment, the godslayer spoke up and said:
"The people here are either prisoners of the war ten years ago, or criminals who violated the laws of the empire, but those people are almost dead, and today's people are all descendants of those people."

"One person is a slave, and generations are slaves. Without a great opportunity, you will never be able to get rid of this identity."

The more the godslayer spoke, the lower and lower he was, full of sorrow.

"If a criminal like me, who ranks first on the most wanted list, is caught, I'm actually lucky. I'm just burned to death, but the people here, life is worse than death!"

Suddenly the Godslayer's voice rose.

"I agree with Soth's words. People here, if they want to get rid of their current status, they must unite, fight, and use their own lives and blood to pave a bright road for those who come later. .”

"The little girl said just now that everyone is equal in the face of death, and choosing how to die is a person's greatest freedom. She said very well."

"I think it's better for a person to die on the road of resistance than to die in some dark corner, and then the body is thrown away like garbage."

The mouse heard the words, and opened its mouth to prophesy, but the godslayer spoke again, without letting the mouse speak.

"Do you know who is the most popular person in this slave area of ​​the princess?"

"It's a trafficker! A trafficker who sells children and babies!"

"Every mother here is looking forward to the traffickers taking their children away, no matter where they take them or who they sell them to!"

Niriya's big glasses blinked, her pupils lost focus, tears suddenly overflowed her eyes, and the tears flowed down in big drops.

The mouse's opened mouth closed again, and he didn't want to say anything more.

There was a bang behind Lalong, but it was a momentary muscle swelling that broke the straps of the metal box behind him, and the metal box fell to the ground.

Thom opened his nose and exhaled hot, stuffy air.

As for Sous, flames seemed to be ignited in his eyes, and an inexplicable sense of mission was imposed on him.

When he was young, in the orphanage in front of the Holy See, he also thought, why didn't a human trafficker suddenly appear and take him away?

"This kind of thing shouldn't happen in the world!" Sous's words were dull, but loud.

Niriya nodded in agreement, with tears streaming down her cheeks, she wanted to say something, but she was so choked up that she couldn't speak.

"The shadow of the false god has covered this place, so that the light of the true god cannot shine!" Johnson appeared behind Sous at some point, muttering in a low voice.

Outside, the Eye of All Beings led a group of members of the Redemption Society, who came out of the sewer covered in sewage.

"The army of Linjing City has already searched here, and this place is no longer safe, we must quickly find a way to get out of the city!" Johnson only pondered for a moment, and then regained his wisdom.

South stood up and faced Johnson.

"My lord, I have a way to make most people leave safely."

Johnson frowned.

"You said."

"My lord, please summon the divine light and let the eyes of the true god of light look at this place. Please the true god promise to all slaves that when the glory of the true god shines on the world, there will no longer be such a dirty corner in this world. The slaves will be restored to their status as free citizens under the glory of the true God!"

"Then, I will lead them to fight for the glory of the true God, and after death, I will sleep with them forever in the kingdom of the true God."

At this time, the night was approaching dawn, but South faced Johnson. After saying this, the silver moon set, and the morning sun showed its first ray of light. Just behind South, it showed off a golden halo.

Seeing this scene, Johnson suddenly smiled and asked:

"Sous, don't you miss your Angel?"

Soth shook his head and said:
"I firmly believe that An Jie'er is innocent, but compared to what I have to face at this time, my personal affairs are irrelevant!"

Johnson's smile became brighter and brighter. The supreme master did not find the wrong person. The South in front of him did have the elements to do great things.

Johnson untied the iron box from behind, and put his hands on his chest.

Faintly, in the darkness before dawn, there are the sound of orderly footsteps of the army approaching.

"Old Holm is right, Sous, do what you do, do what you should do!"

With the voice, Johnson's whole body burst into holy light, and the holy light wrapped and dipped the metal box held by his hands.

Then, Johnson's whole body gradually became transparent, while the holy light wrapped in the metal box became brighter and brighter.

"Child, remember what you insist on and what you want to do today, the True God of Light is watching you!"

Before Johnson's figure completely disappeared, he said the last sentence.

Then the holy light suddenly bloomed, and the metal box and Johnson disappeared at the same time. Only a sword was suspended in front of Sous.

"See that light? They're inside, hurry up, speed up!"

From the street not far away, the roar of soldiers came, and the sound of footsteps suddenly accelerated, quickly approaching here.

Sous reached out and grasped the hilt of the Blade of Dawn, and the majestic power of the holy light immediately stood up. From black iron to mysterious life, Sous only had a moment.

Holy light descended from the sky and poured into Soth's body. The beam of light pierced through the sky, like a true god descending.

In this brilliance, the slaves in the shack came out one by one. The 29-year-old old man looked at South again.

"The eyes of the true god are watching here?" The voice like the friction of gold and iron will tremble, and even the most desperate person will be shaken.

Soth is bathed in the holy light, like the messenger of the true god.

"The eyes of the true god are watching here!" The quiet answer made the little old man's body tremble.

"When the glory of the True God of Light shines on the world again, there will be no more slaves in this world? There will be no more slave areas like this princess?"

"The True God of Light will not allow such a corner of the world to be shrouded in darkness!" Sous still gave an affirmative answer.

"Is it really the promise of the true God?"

"This is what the kingdom of the true gods looked like before the false gods came."

The little old man's eyes became misty, yes, at that time, there were rich villages, lovely children, beautiful girls, no war, no oppression, no rich and poor...

"so good!"

"The true god will restore everything to the original state?"

"Yes, the false gods will be expelled, and the true god will come again!"

The little old man nodded, and then looked at the gathered slaves.

"You all heard it!"

The slaves, who were disheveled and smelly all over their bodies, nodded silently, but no one spoke.

"Then are you willing to end this humble and unbearable life and fight for, for the light?"

It was still silent, no one nodded or shook their heads, everyone looked at the little old man numbly and stiffly.

"I won't live long, I think, what this little brother said makes sense, I should die on the road of fighting against fate, I should die fighting for the light."

"What about you? Do you want to live like this, or use your own life to add a little brilliance to this dark world?" The little old man's eyes, which had already shed tears, flowed two streams of blood.

Terrible!
But touching!
But it is still silent. The slaves here seem to have lost the ability to speak.

For some reason, the little old man nodded to all the slaves, and then asked Sous, who was still receiving power:
"Messenger of the true god, will you fight side by side with us?"

Soth nodded and said:
"Until you die!"

The little old man smiled, the smile he hadn't seen for a long time.

Then the little old man returned to his shack, and took out a wooden stick with a sharpened end from under the wet meadow.

The rickety body turned around, facing the high wall without doors between the public work area and the streets of the city.

(End of this chapter)