Previously, in order to maintain her own image in front of him, Nashida had forced herself to suppress the desire in her heart.

Since he was now using forbidden knowledge to deal with her, she didn't mind giving him a little shock so that he would die knowingly.

"Mm~, it's delicious, thank you for the treat."

Just like that, in an eerie silence, Nashida cleared out the forbidden knowledge in the container, and then looked back at the stunned doctor.

At this moment, he finally realized what he was against, so he completely lost the will to resist.

"Haha, I'm willing to accept the loss, but I have one last question before I die. I wonder if you can answer it for me."

For some reason, after Nashida solved this pile of forbidden knowledge, her grass-green pupils turned into a strange golden color, embodying a unique mystery and majesty.

"Could you please tell me what your real identity is?"

Pupils of this color also appear on gods, which makes people imagine a lot.

According to the doctor's understanding, of all the currently known information, only the one in heaven has this characteristic.

"My identity? Actually, I also want to know. However, given the current situation, no matter what my true nature is, I am definitely the God of Grass."

Nashida did not give a clear answer, because according to the Great Compassionate Tree King, it might be too early to explore this issue now.

However, this sudden change in eye color is worrying, and perhaps I can start from this aspect later.

But these are destined to have nothing to do with the Doctor anymore, and Narcida no longer intends to give him any more chances.

"Since you like the unknown so much and like to do those so-called experiments, this time I will grant you knowledge, endless knowledge."

In response to this, the doctor in the cage did not continue to struggle, but calmly accepted his own fate.

As a scholar, he also wanted to know what kind of knowledge this god of wisdom would bring him.

Soon, a dream force enveloped his body, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

Later in his dream, he saw a lot of unprecedented knowledge, which was knowledge from another world, knowledge from another civilization.

He studied all this madly, but the amount of knowledge was still too much, as if it was endless.

After controlling the other party's consciousness, Nashida directly connected the golden vortex in her mind to the other party, and the knowledge of an entire civilization was instilled into him in this way.

Even Nashida cannot handle this endless amount of information and can only call upon it when needed. As for the doctor's consciousness, it is even more impossible.

His soul was being torn apart and his consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, but there was a smile of satisfaction and relief on his face.

Finally, in this endless knowledge, the doctor's consciousness completely collapsed, and everything he had was returned to this ocean of knowledge.

Of course, during this period, Nashida also obtained a lot of information from the Doctor's consciousness.

At least that cooking... special method of mixing forbidden knowledge with demon residue, she treasured it very much.

“Those who seek wisdom will eventually be trapped by it.”

After removing the cage that restricted the doctor and taking back the divine power that was dissipating around her, Nashida suddenly turned her head and looked to the corner.

"Isn't that right, Mr. Skirmisher?"

Out of nowhere, Sanbing woke up from his coma.

But looking at Nashida's kind expression, he would rather continue sleeping like this.

Chapter 95: Dealing with Skirmishers (Reworked and Refreshed)

"Isn't that right, Mr. Skirmisher?"

After dealing with the doctor, in order to prepare for the next plan, Nashida also lifted the mental seal on the scattered soldiers. At the same time, she also posed in front of the doctor.

After creating an image of a big boss, Nashida began the conversation with the scattered soldiers.

After all, with Sanbing's bad character, if she couldn't give him enough shock right from the start, all she would be saying would be in vain.

"Heh, self-righteous god, do whatever you want."

In the face of Nashida's questions, although Sanbing still maintained his original style of speech, it was not difficult to see from his wandering eyes and his occasional glances at the doctor's body that Nashida's performance was still effective.

"Oh, really? Looks like you want to recreate a part of the Demon War again?"

Walking up to the soldier, Nashida raised her right hand, and a dream power that was familiar to the soldier appeared, as if she wanted to help him review his past memories.

In response to this, the soldier, who originally wanted to be a little tough, finally chose to follow his heart after seeing Nashida's captivating golden pupils and recalling the "good memories" from before.

Just kidding, he is just a little bit stupid, not dumb.

Even the Doctor couldn't get away with it at the hands of this guy. If he, who has now lost his mecha, were to have another head-on fight with her, given this guy's bad taste, he would probably be in big trouble.

His mission to become a god has not been completed yet, he has not yet proved himself to Baalzebul, and he cannot fall here.

So this is just a temporary concession, let him listen carefully to what the other party wants to say.

"You're finally willing to talk to me properly. Well, let's talk about yourself first."

Seeing that the scattered soldiers were finally willing to give in, Nashida nodded with satisfaction and began to bring up the topic she had prepared in advance.

"Myself? What does it have to do with you? Don't be so self-indulgent."

Well, it seems that even in a suppressed state, the scattered soldiers still deserve a beating.

However, Nashida did not care too much about this. As long as he was willing to talk, her goal would be achieved.

"According to my research, your creator is Baalzebub, the current Inazuma god of thunder. Am I right?"

With a half-smile on her face, Nashida leaned over and approached the body of the soldier who was still bound by the vines.

"So what."

Glaring at Nashida beside him, the soldier tied up by the vines moved his body unhappily, pressed against the wall behind him, and tried to stand up.

He was unwilling to have such a conversation with the dwarf, and still wanted to save some face for himself.

"But from what I've observed about you, you seem to have a lot of complaints about your nominal mother."

The scattered soldiers who were still crawling on the ground suddenly roared as if they were stressed after hearing what Nashida said.

"That's enough. Don't mention these two words to me. She doesn't deserve it!"

It was indeed a big deal. If he hadn't been bound by vines at this moment, he would probably have excitedly tried to pounce on Nashida.

Watching the scattered soldier's impotent rage coldly, Nashida did not want to argue with him, because she understood that with his twisted way of thinking, he would not shed tears unless he saw the coffin with his own eyes.

"Then I won't mention Baalzebub, how about mentioning the name Niwa instead?"

Nashida's clear voice was very pleasant to the ear, and her gentle tone seemed very kind.

But the words she said at this moment made the scattered soldiers beside her feel very cold and a little panicked.

"How did you know this name?!"

As if because of the surprise, Sanbing forgot the other party's identity as the God of Wisdom for a moment and directly questioned Nashida.

After all, five hundred years had passed since he last heard this name, and when he suddenly heard it again today, Sanbing was unable to react for a moment.

"How do I know?"

Nashida did not respond to his question directly, but took out a green ball of light from behind her.

"This is some information I found from the doctor's memory. Perhaps you will be interested in it."

Through the decomposition of the doctor's consciousness just now, Nashida extracted a lot of useful information, among which there were many memories about the scattered soldiers that she specifically took out.

"Doctor? What does it have to do with him?"

Sanbing was a little confused by Nashida's irrelevant answer. In his opinion, the disaster of Tading Sand five hundred years ago could not be connected with the Doctor in any way.

Looking at the inquiring eyes of the scattered soldier, Nashida did not choose to reply, but directly pressed the green ball of light onto the other's head.

Later, she ignored the other party's screams caused by the forced indoctrination, and condensed a grass element swing on the side, swinging while waiting for his reaction when he knew the truth.

"Boyer, tell me none of this is true."

After reading the memories given by Nashida, Sanbing's face changed again and again, and finally he couldn't help but cast a curious look at Nashida.

There was no other reason, it was just that these memories were so shocking that they even made him waver in everything he had insisted on for the past five hundred years.

Huge doubts lingered in his mind, and the only one who could give an answer at the moment was the God of Wisdom before him.

"Whether it's true or false, I'm sure you already have the answer in your heart."

Sitting on the swing, Nashida blinked, and her golden pupils gradually returned to their original appearance.

"If you still have doubts about this, I have a record here that I extracted from the World Tree. You can also watch it together."

After saying that, Nashida waved her hand, and a screen of light appeared in front of him, beginning to play the truth of all events in the past.

Not long after, the video ended, but the soldier was no longer as domineering as before. He lay quietly on the ground, silently shedding tears.

It turned out that his best friend Niwa had never betrayed him, and even until the last moment of his life, Niwa was worried about his safety.

However, he easily believed that it was Niwa who betrayed him and caused the disaster of Tadashi Sand just because of the instigation of a stranger.

"Besides that, think about it again. Since the culprit for the Treading Sand disaster was the Doctor, then what was the reason for the death of your friend?"

Seeing that the soldier had stopped talking, Nashida showed no mercy and even added salt to his wounds.

After escaping from Ta'ersha, Sanbing met a child who was fleeing with him, and they became friends and depended on each other for survival.

However, the child still fell seriously ill due to the disaster of stepping on the sand, and eventually died in the arms of Sanbing.

San Bing also regarded this as his third betrayal and turned completely evil, embarking on a path of no return.

Looking back now, it is not difficult to find that the death of this child was essentially due to the pollution released by the doctor in the stepping sand.

So the real murderer who killed the child was actually the doctor.

"However, the irony is that you later joined the Fatui and stood on the same front as the culprit who caused all this."

Perhaps feeling that it was not enough, Nashida then gave the already heartbroken soldier another blow.

"I, what on earth have I done?!"

Facing the cruel truth, Sanbing's arrogant but actually extremely fragile heart could no longer bear it and began to gradually disintegrate.

"From the beginning to the end, you have been just a clown played by others, and everything you have now is just a play arranged by others for you."

"You have never had anything of your own, including this body, your former friendships, and even your belief in becoming a god. They are all given to you by others."

At this moment, Nashida had silently untied the skirmisher's restraints, but the skirmisher seemed to have lost all his strength and just kept muttering to himself with no intention of taking any action.

Seeing that the scattered soldiers were almost collapsed, Nashida added the last piece of the puzzle.

"I forgot to tell you that the doctor has been completely destroyed by me. From now on, even if you want to seek revenge on him, you won't be able to find him."

The cruel words coming out of Nashida's mouth finally destroyed all the beliefs of the scattered soldiers, leaving only nothingness.

He raised his head again, but there was no light in his eyes anymore.

"So what are you going to do? You won't tell me. You just want to die like this."

Jumping off the swing, Nashida walked up to the kneeling skirmisher.

"No, you cannot die yet. You still have to pay for all the sins you have committed before."

This time, Nashida finally stopped trying to maintain that friendly tone, but instead sounded extremely cold.

"As the god of Sumire, I have no right to judge you for the sins you committed in Inazuma, but you must pay for the evil you committed in Sumire."

After completely destroying everything that the scattered soldiers had, Nashida chose to end the conversation.

Then she branded the other person's soul again to ensure that he was unable to commit suicide, and then left the underground workshop.

As for the punishment of the stragglers later, she already had a plan in mind.

"Hasn't Kawi's construction team been complaining about the lack of manpower? That's perfect. This time, I'll send you along with those criminals to serve the people properly."

Then, a divine seal lit up, completely isolating this underground space from the outside world.

...

The smoke of war has not yet dissipated, but the reckoning of old Xumi has already begun.

After taking over Xumi City, the first thing the Renaissance Alliance did was to arrest the so-called powerful people in the past.

They used to rely on their power to bully the people, but now they are like rats crossing the street, and are found one by one by the soldiers of the Restoration Army from every hiding corner.

According to Nashida's order, no one who committed a crime would be let off, and they would all be judged by the people later.

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