Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

Aurora said: "The witch was slandered. The real evil one is the evil god Vidis. His servants put all the blame on the witch."

After hearing this, Ingrid immediately changed her words: "Damn Vitesse!"

Aurora nodded in satisfaction.

In this way, the second and third steps of training are completed.

She felt that if she tried a little harder, Ingrid would believe it even if she told her that "women can give birth to children" and "you were born to give birth to children for the Prime Creator."

The next step is to proceed to the fourth step, which is to get Ingrid accustomed to blood and killing.

This progress was faster than Aurora expected.

It had to be those powerful people. When facing them, she would feel that she was too bad and monotonous.

"Are there so many ways to torture people?"

The art of being a bad guy is really profound!

Aurora just sighed and had no intention of studying in depth.

Such experiences made her more convinced that the world had become corrupt and beyond salvation. Killing one or two people was useless, and the only option was to destroy the world.

In the following days, those powerful people once again slandered Atlas, saying that if Aurora and Ingrid stayed together, Ingrid would sooner or later be led astray.

Although Atlas didn't quite believe this, he still warned Ingrid not to stay with Aurora too often.

Ingrid said yes, but then turned around and secretly went to find Aurora and told her what happened.

Aurora smiled and patted her head: "Don't worry, today I will take you to punish the servants of the evil god Vitis."

"Great!"

Ingrid jumped up excitedly. She had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Aurora took her away from Atlas City and to a remote place, where she let Ingrid kill five guards who were guarding the slaves alone.

Because her shoes were accidentally thrown away, Ingrid stood barefoot in a pool of blood. There was a wound on her arm that was cut by a knife, and her body was surrounded by broken bodies.

Pain and bloody terror were intertwined, but there was no fear on Ingrid's face. Instead, she was filled with a brilliant smile. Against the backdrop of the blood on her cheeks, the smile looked extremely strange.

Although the picture appeared as a bunch of rough pixels on the mobile phone screen, Tong Yao's brows still frowned slightly.

Aurora didn't think too much. She walked up excitedly, wiped the blood off Ingrid's face, lifted Ingrid's hand, and licked the wound on her arm with her tongue.

"well done!"

Ingrid did better than she expected.

This child was clearly in contact with blood for the first time, but she seemed like a flower blooming in the blood.

This is the perfect container!

Ingrid opened her arms and hugged Aurora tightly.

Just one month after they returned to Atlas City, the Temple of the Sun was officially completed. Atlas, upon receiving the news, stood up.

Everything is ready. Now, he will officially wear the title of Sun King and show his achievements to the gods amid the cheers of all the people!

74 The fallen daughter, the enchanting witch, the angry people!

Aurora stood on the street of Atlas City.

Eight years had passed since she last escaped from here.

During these eight years, Atlas City has undergone tremendous changes, from a small place called a city but actually a village to a "modern metropolis" that is no less than the Black Storm City.

Smooth roads crisscrossed in all directions, with houses lined up on both sides. After walking a few steps, you could see the tall royal palace and the sculpture of the source of magic. All of this spoke of order and prosperity. But the most eye-catching building in Atlas City must be the Temple of the Sun that was completed just half a month ago.

On the day the Temple of the Sun was completed, Atlas went there in person to pay homage and spread the word that he would formally accept the crown of the Sun King there.

This is an epoch-making moment. A few years ago, when the Atlas city-state had not yet completely unified the surrounding cities and tribes, many people on this land had been looking forward to this moment.

From the city-state era to the monarchy era, the glory of Atlas loomed over everyone's head like the sun.

He is brave and courageous.

He is extremely intelligent.

He rewards and punishes clearly.

He is humble and kind.

He also mingled with the common people.

However, all this is now in the past.

From the moment the order to build the Temple of the Sun and the statue of the goddess of creation Vitis was officially issued, the past Atlas was dead, and a new Atlas lived in the hearts of the people of this country.

He is insidious and cunning.

He is cruel and ruthless.

He cannot distinguish between loyalty and treachery.

Although he did not do it himself, his hands were already covered in blood.

It is difficult to count how many people died in the process of building temples and statues, because most of them died quietly and were casually abandoned in inconspicuous places, and the dignitaries in charge of handling these matters were best at concealing the news.

Do you remember how many slices of bread you ate?

Obviously no one would remember such a thing.

For those powerful people, the death of a few civilians is just like remembering how many slices of bread they have eaten, which is something they don't need to worry about at all.

But they didn't take it to heart, because the families and friends of the dead civilians remembered it clearly.

The feelings between people are sometimes as fragile as dry leaves, and sometimes stronger than gold and iron.

Even Aurora, who didn't pay much attention to the conditions of ordinary people, noticed that something was wrong.

She was very familiar with those eyes, which were probably about one-fiftieth of her eight years ago.

If I work hard now, I should be able to develop a group of witches among this group of people, right?

Aurora didn't want to go through the trouble.

She has a hundred ways to make these civilians pay the price, but there is no need to do so because her goal is to destroy the world. When the world is destroyed, these corrupt people will naturally die. Spending time on them now is just a pure waste of time.

If you have this time, you might as well pat Ingrid's head more.

Little Loli, white and white, with a bunch of hair standing up~

To be honest, Aurora didn't think that the anger of these civilians would cause much trouble. No matter how angry they were, they were no match for those humanoids who had mastered magic.

There are also people who possess magical powers among the common people, but are they willing to stand up?

Aurora just watched quietly, and occasionally Ingrid would stand beside her and watch with her.

Although the common people were harboring anger in their hearts, the city of Atlas was still very lively during the days of preparation for the coronation of the Sun King. Even if it was not lively, the powerful and wealthy would find ways to make it look lively, and everyone was still very afraid of Atlas.

In fact, not all civilians hated Atlas. Quite a few people felt that it was not Atlas who was wrong. Atlas was just deceived by a group of traitors around him. If all these traitors died, Atlas would be able to return to normal, and the Atlas city-state would also be able to return to normal.

“This is somewhat similar to the world I live in.”

Tong Yao nodded secretly.

In ancient times, when people were living in poverty, many people felt that it was not the emperor who was at fault, but the treacherous ministers around the emperor who were at fault.

But is it really so?

Ten days later.

The coronation ceremony has officially arrived.

When the first rays of dawn shone into the room, Atlas, who had been praying to the goddess of creation Vitis all night, slowly stood up.

He had waited too long for this day, and he didn't want to make any mistakes at the last minute, so before leaving the room, he checked his clothes and appearance again and again, and recalled once again what he was going to do after entering the Temple of the Sun.

After confirming that everything was correct, he walked towards the Temple of the Sun under the guidance of the waiter.

Oh, Goddess of Creation, Vitis, please wake up in the dawn and see this great civilization I created!

The shoes made a crisp sound when they hit the stone slabs, and a fire ignited in Atlas' heart. He seemed to see himself being recognized by Vitis and qualified to go to the source.

In the root, he will gain power comparable to that of gods, and then, he will use this power to shape a perfect self, without sadness, without pain, and without a past that he cannot bear to look back on. He will become the true Sun King and the true Sun!

"King Atlas, we have arrived at the Temple of the Sun."

The reminder from his confidant woke Atlas up from his fantasy. He looked around and saw that many people had gathered at the door of the Temple of the Sun. Most of them had smiles on their faces, and they kept shouting loudly after seeing him.

"The Sun King!"

"The Sun King!"

"The Sun King!"

Atlas waved cordially to those who shouted, and then entered the spacious temple under the protection of the crowd.

Aurora and Ingrid were also among the guards.

Seeing this, Ingrid pressed closer to Aurora.

"Mother Theresa."

She no longer minds calling Aurora "Mom" outside. Although this level of brainwashing has not yet reached the level of mental imprint, it is much more powerful than the revenge hypnosis effect in some anime.

After all, the reason why she became like this was, on the one hand, because the witch's secret potion changed her way of thinking, and on the other hand, because Aurora kept instilling various concepts into her before she had formed her own values.

Raising a child from childhood is naturally not on the same level as revenge hypnosis, not to mention that there is a group of insects constantly "telling" Ingrid that what Aurora taught was right.

Aurora knelt down and stroked Ingrid's cheek: "As long as we are together, everything will be fine!"

"Ah."

Ingrid held Aurora's other hand tightly, a happy smile on her face.

Aurora's mother is so nice. In comparison, her biological father who was bewitched by the evil god Vitis is really stupid and bad.

If it weren't for him, the evil god wouldn't have gained such strong power, if it weren't for him, those civilians wouldn't have been killed by the corrupt evil god's servants, if it weren't for him, there wouldn't have been so many civilians enslaved by the evil god's servants.

She had asked in person, and although many cities and tribes had little communication with the outside world before being conquered, they did not have the arrogant servants of evil gods to oppress them. But after being conquered, they were in big trouble.

What a bastard! It would be great if I could just throw this biological father away.

However, it still cannot be thrown away.

If she was really thrown away, what if Aurora's mother thought she was abnormal and a bad child and wanted to throw her away too?

Ingrid felt that she had to consider Aurora's mother's opinion.

If she could grow up quickly, give birth to a child for the Prime Creator, and become the vessel for the Prime Creator to come into the world, Mother Aurora would definitely accept everything about her.

She often asked Aurora's mother how to have a baby, but Aurora's mother was too stingy and always said that she was still young and was unwilling to teach her step by step.

I can only say that growing up is a very anxiety-provoking thing.

While Ingrid was daydreaming, Aurora had already set her sights on Atlas.

After the slanders from those powerful people, she was no longer one of Atlas' most trusted people, but she was still able to attend the coronation ceremony of the Sun King and still stand near Atlas, and that was enough.

Take off!

When you put on the crown of the Sun King, when you announce your achievements, when you greet Vitis devoutly, that is the moment when the witch will stab the blade into your heart!

The grand ceremony finally began.

In the semi-open front hall of the Temple of the Sun, common people and dignitaries stood around in an orderly manner. The slaves who had made great contributions to the construction of the temple were not qualified to be among them.

In the middle of the crowd was a two-meter-high platform with six burning stone pillars neatly standing around it. The flames in the stone pillars illuminated all around, illuminating the goddess of creation Vitis who was holding the source of magic power, and the sun king Atlas who was climbing up the stairs.

God, God, God…

Atlas was uneasy amid the calls.

Every time he stepped onto a higher stone step, he couldn't help but recall what had happened in the past.

Is he a qualified Sun King? Can everything he does be recognized by the gods? Can he really let the gods lead him to the source?

Hundreds of years ago, humans lived together. It was the arrival of orcs that caused the division of humanity and brought countless disasters to mankind.

Although humans later repelled the orcs and regained their freedom, humanity was also divided. Now he has successfully reunited the divided humanity into a powerful force. This should be comparable to the achievements of the former king who led humanity to resist the orcs, right?

Not only that, he also analyzed the essence of magic, told the world that magic has five major sources, and cast a model of the sources of magic. This should be enough for him to surpass the achievements of the previous king who led humans to resist the orcs, right?

By the way, he was also a wise king. He treated every civilian equally and enjoyed a very high reputation among the civilians. This could be seen from the news brought back by his confidants. The civilians were very grateful to him, and under the stimulation of this gratitude, they built the temple much faster.