A Colossus rushes in at the start

Chapter 338 This Civilization Chooses to Be Blind

Stiyl, gun at the World-Returning Cult members behind the barrier, was about to respond when he suddenly sensed something was wrong and lowered his gun under the incomprehensible gaze of the Central Court Prophets.

"I can consider the bigger picture, but you need to explain to me what that bigger picture is. I will consider whether or not to help you based on what you say," Steele said.

The divine pronouncers of the Central Court are used to being high and mighty. Suppressing their anger and talking to people calmly is already their limit. How can they remain calm when they are being mocked like this?

"You still need to consider? Do you know what it means if the barrier is breached, even if it's just a small gap? Everyone will die! Your cherished family, friends, and subordinates will all perish! It's a world-class catastrophe! Stiyl, act now, we don't have time! The Church of the Returning World is a bunch of complete lunatics!" the Central Court's Prophet roared.

The Gui Shi Sect, seeing an opportunity, naturally wouldn't let it pass, and their members laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, your Central Court still loves to deceive! You use a mere barrier to deceive the world, and yet you have the audacity to claim it provides protection!"

Stiyl looked at the Cult of the Dead and asked, "What exactly is this barrier you've been talking about?"

"A form of protection."

"A lie."

The prophet of the Central Court and the pope of the Church of the World answered Steel in unison.

This is both protection and a lie, and they don't seem to be lying. Stiyl is a little confused.

The Pope of the Church of the Return to the World saw through Stiyl's thoughts and, thinking that he could stall for time as long as possible, began to coax him, asking, "Since you're so eager to understand these things, how about I tell you a short story?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense!"

The prophet of the Central Court became anxious upon hearing this, as they did not want to delay any longer.

Stiyl glanced at the two Prophets sprawled on the ground, ignored them, and turned his gaze toward the Church of the Return to the World.

"Speak quickly."

The Pope of the Church of the Return to the World slowly recounted: "In the very distant past, in an ancient time when history has no records, the world was not what you see now. Its true form was distorted and insane, with darkness and despair as its themes, and the universe filled with terrifying gods and indescribable things."

"People at that time were shrouded in despair because they could not see any hope of survival. So a prophet named Clough implanted a barrier in people's genes, a cognitive barrier that allows them to know through words, preventing all their descendants from understanding the madness and distortion of the universe."

"In these people's world, the universe is peaceful and quiet, extremely silent and safe."

"The few prophetes who know the truth have formed an organization called the Central Court, which is dedicated to maintaining this huge lie that deceives the world. Anyone who glimpses the truth is either eliminated, recruited, or exiled to the outside of mainstream society, left to grow old and die in a remote place."

Listening to the Pope of the Church of the Return of the World's story, and recalling his own experience of being framed and imprisoned after coming into contact with the Star of the Cross amulet, Steele immediately began to believe the story to some extent.

As a dutiful sheriff, Steele undoubtedly had a lot of credibility. When he said there was a monster, many people would believe him more than they doubted him. So he was framed and dismissed, becoming a criminal that everyone hated.

The ramblings of criminals are certainly not to be believed.

And what about his subordinates who were transferred? They might already be...

The two Prophets of the Central Court, meeting Stiyl's cold gaze, immediately said anxiously, "Once the barriers are broken, the madness and distortion of the universe will instantly overwhelm everyone's thoughts, and only those with strong will can maintain their own selves."

"Sheriff Steel, think about it. What kind of willpower can newborn children possess? How many people in this world can have the willpower of a battle-hardened soldier? When the barriers disappear, over 90% of ordinary people will become victims of these madmen from the Return to the World Cult!"

"You may be unhappy with our actions, Sheriff Steel, but you should know that what we're doing is exactly what everyone in this civilization needs."

After hearing this, Stiyl hesitated for a moment before letting out a deep sigh and pointing his gun at the Church of the Return of the World.

"If a white lie can make the world a better place, it might not be such a bad thing, so I can only apologize."

Stiyl had once glimpsed a corner of the real world through the Star of the Cross amulet, so he knew that, as the prophet of the Central Court had said, the madness and distortion of this world were simply unbearable for ordinary people.

The Pope, with a gun pointed at him, did not react much. He replied understandingly, "Yes, we people here originally thought the same as you. The desire for peace is a common aspiration of all of us, but you have overlooked one point."

"What did I overlook?" Steele asked.

The Pope replied, "The peace of civilized minds comes at the cost of blindness, but that doesn't mean the madness and distortion of the universe will disappear. What will we do when unspeakable catastrophes strike, when we are completely unaware? Should we willingly accept the demise of our civilization?"

The prophet of the Central Court roared, "So what if we know? Why is your Church of Returning to the World so unreasonable? What makes you so confident in your mother civilization? If facing the chaos and disorder of the universe is so easy, then Sage Claf wouldn't have needed to build any barriers in the first place!"

"You lunatics are only foolishly dragging your own civilization into an irreversible abyss! Return to the World Cult!"

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Stiyl is the medium chosen by the hive; what he sees, hears, and tastes, the hive can know and empathize with.

Kasha browses information from the perspective of native creatures through the life form Stiyl.

Just as it was engrossed in watching, the rabbi suddenly gave it a message.

"Kasha, I remember you told me that the chosen medium is only responsible for outputting information, right? Why were you remotely interfering with that medium's actions just now?"

The message carried a hint of accusation.

Kasha could understand, because its behavior was indeed a bit out of line. The plan did not include any arrangement to affect the normal activities of the mediums in the psionic network universe, so there was a risk of exposure. Although the risk was low, no risk was the safest option.

Kasha explained, "I was a little curious about what they were talking about, so I guided the conversation a bit. Don't worry, it won't affect the swarm's plans."

"It's best if it doesn't cause any problems, otherwise you'll have to go find Lu Shang yourself."

Rabbi finished speaking in a bad mood, and then arranged for a group of planetary creatures to go to the part that Kasha was in charge of, so as to ensure that they could clean up the mess in time if Kasha messed things up.

"..."

Kasha was speechless for a moment. Recalling her past experiences of being whipped, she became more alert and focused her attention on the psionic network universe.

I won't let the containment fail from my side, Lavi!

(End of this chapter)