Thank you for the invitation. He's in heaven now, he's become God.

"Could it be that it broke?"

The young god stroked his chin and guessed.

"I feel like my heart is so fragile..."

"Yahweh!"

Seeing Yawei's actions, Nangong Nayue couldn't help but turn pale.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem!"

Yawei could naturally guess Nangong Nayue's worries about her best friend, and waved his hand.

"As the saying goes, you can't build something new without destroying it. Leave the rest to me."

"........."

Although Yahweh is often unconventional, he has never let you down when it matters.

Therefore, in the end, Nangong Nayue chose to believe in Yahweh.

After going out with the black cat and the others and closing the door, only Yawei and Xian Dumu Aye remained in the dark and cramped bedroom.

"Why……"

Seemingly because Yawei was the only one left by his side, Sentomu Aya finally spoke.

Her voice was incredibly hoarse, completely devoid of her previous confidence and composure.

"what why?"

Yahweh walked to her side and asked the question knowing the answer already.

"Surely, if there were no demons and magic, the world would be at true peace... Why..."

Xian Du Mu A Ye bit her already reddened lips, her eyes filled with confusion and resentment.

Magic and demons are the source of evil. Only by eliminating them can the world usher in true peace!

This is the belief that Xian Du Mu A Ye has held onto for so many years.

Chapter 112: Immortal Capital Mu Aye's Decision

It was precisely because she firmly believed in this that she wanted to use the Book of Dark Oath to create a world without magic and demons.

Even when imprisoned in a prison barrier by Nangong Nayue, she never gave up, waiting for an opportunity to escape and fulfill her ideals.

However, what she learned today told her that the world had not become better after losing magic and demons; on the contrary...

It's gotten even worse!

Where exactly... did things go wrong?

Was everything she's insisted on all these years really wrong?

For Xian Du Mu A Ye, this was tantamount to the complete denial of everything she had, so how could she possibly accept it?

But if she is right, does that mean the history of this world is wrong?

Xian Du Mu A Ye is not that arrogant.

and so……

"Was I...wrong?"

“That’s right, just like I said before…”

Seeing Xian Du Mu A Ye's shattered beliefs and self-doubt, Ya Wei directly affirmed her thoughts.

"Your idea... is completely unrealistic, like that of a spoiled child."

"........."

If it were before, she might have been angry to hear Yahweh make such a judgment.

But now... there is only silence.

"So, do you want to know exactly where you went wrong?"

Yahweh's words brought a glimmer to the empty, scarlet eyes of the secretary witch.

Yes, she was wrong...

But where exactly did she go wrong?

Faced with the inquisitive look in Xian Du Mu A Ye's eyes, Ya Wei took her hand.

"Words are ultimately inadequate; let me show you!"

After he finished speaking, he slightly moved his mind, and the surrounding scenery began to change.

The dark room suddenly became spacious, and the roar of guns and fighter jets suddenly rang in his ears. Countless soldiers in uniforms were fighting on the battlefield, and tanks were moving through the crowd. Xian Du Mu A Ye could even smell the smoke of war.

"This is……?"

"Just a remnant of the past,"

Yahweh said this.

"A trivial trick."

"And the fact is also obvious: even in a world without magic, war still exists, and may even be more brutal."

With a thought, the surrounding scenery changed once again.

This time, it is a foreign land where a high-ranking nobleman enslaves and oppresses his own kind.

The scene shifts again, and the defeated wanderers arrive in a foreign land. The locals offer them kindness, but what they receive in return is the flash of gunfire...

War, oppression, plunder, betrayal, discrimination, violence...

This is the ideal world that Xian Du Mu A Ye yearns for, a world where magic does not exist.

However, such a world has absolutely nothing to do with beauty.

even……

It seems worse than the original world.

The surrounding scenery kept changing, and they arrived at the scene that Xian Du Mu A Ye cared about the most.

The woman, dressed in plain clothes, was bound and burned at the stake. As the flames ignited, her life came to an end.

This was the darkest witch hunt in medieval Europe.

"They...they're just ordinary people..."

Xian Du Mu A Ye spoke again, her tone full of confusion.

"Why was it..."

The reason why Sento Muaya has ended up where she is today is largely due to the discrimination she suffered as a witch in her childhood.

She believes that witches are discriminated against because of their extraordinary power, because of the existence of a world beyond the illusion of magic and demons.

If we remove the magic and make witches just like ordinary people, no longer special, then they will no longer suffer discrimination, right?

However, in reality, without magic, the persecution suffered by witches would be even more severe, perhaps even...

Even ordinary people who are not witches are labeled as witches and burned at the stake.

Her actions will only make the witch's situation worse...

This discovery caused her immense pain.

"Even though the magic is gone, the witch's plight doesn't seem to be getting any better."

Just as Xian Du Mu A Ye was about to be dragged into the abyss by the emotions she had woven, Ya Wei's voice suddenly rang out.

It wasn't anything special, yet it easily calmed her emotions.

"They are just ordinary people, but the persecution they suffer is even worse than that of a witch..."

"You must think all of this is completely unreasonable, right?"

"...Please enlighten me, Your Majesty."

At this point, Sentomu Aya had truly acknowledged Yahweh's identity as a god.

They wanted to find answers to their confusion and questions through an all-knowing deity.

"Actually, the answer isn't complicated,"

Although the person beside her was not her believer, Yahweh did not hesitate to give her an answer.

"In its simplest terms, people in this era need a simple and suitable 'reason' for the tragedies and disasters that have befallen them."

"And this reason..."

"...It's what they call a 'witch'!"

"One... reason..."

However, upon hearing Yahweh's explanation, Sentomu Aya seemed to realize something, and her body trembled slightly.

"That's right, it's like..."

Yawei smiled, a smile devoid of any emotion, but Xian Dumu Aye felt a strange sense of mockery.

"...You're the same!"

"Just like you..."

"...attributing the discrimination she suffered as a witch, and even all the evils in the world, to 'magic'!"

"........."

Xian Du Mu A Ye pursed her lips, her face pale.

"War, betrayal, plunder, slaughter..."

Yawe ignored Sendumu Aya's reaction and continued speaking.

"...Even the discrimination that witches suffer stems from the evil within the human heart."

"From the very beginning, it had nothing to do with magic!"