People are collapsing, but the integrated strategy is launched

The Eightfold God Lord stood far away, watching all this with cold eyes.

"Shh-"

With the sound of a long sword being unsheathed and breaking through the air, Theresa was not beheaded as the villagers expected. Instead, what Xia Ling cut off was the rope that bound her hands.

Freed from the ropes, Theresa's body fell limply to the ground.

"elder sister......"

Xia Ling pursed her lips and lowered her head in the direction of the Eighth Level Divine Lord.

"I'm sorry, father... I, I really can't do it..."

Accompanied by low sobbing sounds, the villagers under the altar began to stir.

"Lord God, why doesn't Miss Yae take action?"

"The time is almost up, Lord God!"

The Yae God Lord looked angry, and calmed the villagers with a gloomy face: "Everyone, please be patient, I promise that the sacrificial ceremony will proceed as scheduled!"

As he spoke, he walked quickly towards Xia Ling.

"You useless thing!"

He stretched out his hand, ready to hold Yaesakura's hand like in the original story and end Rin's life.

However, Xia Ling was waiting for the moment when he approached.

"You care so much about your damn god? Then go down and accompany it yourself!"

Under the shocked gaze of the Eightfold God Lord, Xia Ling's slender arm, which was originally trembling even when holding the knife, suddenly quickly drew the knife upwards, bringing up a flash of silver knife light, and accurately performed a chest-opening surgery on the Eightfold God Lord.

Then, Xia Ling held the knife in her backhand, pointed it at his unpleasant face, and stabbed it hard.

Last-hitting is a good habit, especially when facing an enemy with a huge difference in strength.

Following Xia Ling's roar, a deathly silence fell from the audience.

Then, it exploded instantly.

"What is she doing? Why did she kill the Lord God!"

"It's over, the gods are going to be angry!"

"Kill her quickly! This is the only way to vent the anger of the God!"

The unruly people of Yae Village were immediately excited, but the irony was that although they said harsh words, none of them dared to actually go up to the altar.

"This is a great disrespect to the gods!"

Xia Ling caught a familiar voice at this time.

Oh, it turned out to be the old guy who suggested that Rin be sacrificed that day.

"Quickly commit suicide and apologize to the gods. Maybe you can get forgiveness from them!"

She leaned on her crutches and pounded the ground, as if to give herself courage.

Chapter 13 Theresa, it’s time to wake up from the dream

"Heh." Xia Ling laughed disdainfully and wiped the blood that had just splashed on her face.

This is how unruly people are. They are often easily influenced by one or two instigators, even if the instigators' views are totally untenable.

But on the other hand, these guys who go with the flow are also the easiest to use.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll die right now."

As he spoke, Xia Ling turned his hand and placed the bloody long knife against his neck.

Xia Ling's action not only stunned the villagers under the altar, but also stunned Theresa behind him.

Theresa immediately thought of something, and she almost subconsciously thought that Xia Ling was going to do something to save her life.

"Wait, sister, don't!"

Theresa's crying voice came from behind: "Sister, run quickly, they can't catch up with you, don't worry about me..."

Of course, it wasn't just Theresa who was shocked, but also a certain old guy who had been leading the pace.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect you still have the will to atone for your sins to God. Then you should kill yourself as soon as possible and don't offend God anymore!"

"Don't be impatient. How about you listen to me before I die?"

Xia Ling smiled coldly, and after feeling that all the eyes under the altar were focused on her, she spoke:

"Lin's body is extremely weak because of the drug given to her by the Lord God. Even if she is taken care of diligently, she will not live for more than a year."

"I don't mind committing suicide or not, but what about you?"

"I'm very curious. Without the last two bloodlines of the Yae Shrine, how are you going to survive in a world full of demons? And how are you going to pray for wind and rain when there's no one to worship the gods?"

It seemed that no one had ever thought about this question. For a moment, there was silence under the altar and the people began to look at each other in confusion.

Looking at the stunned villagers below, Xia Ling suddenly felt refreshed. Now she suddenly realized the joy of being a fun-loving person.

"No one is talking, so I'm going to die~ After all, the gods are still waiting for the sacrifice of the eight bloodlines~"

Xia Ling exerted a little force with her arm, and a blood mark appeared on her neck.

"Wait! Miss Yae, you don't have to do this."

Seeing that Xia Ling seemed to be really planning to quit, the villagers under the altar became a little anxious.

"The Lord God can be considered as an eighth-level bloodline. Now that the Lord God has died on the altar, in a sense, it can be considered as a sacrifice of the eighth-level bloodline. I think the Lord God should have calmed down."

"Yes, yes, isn't Lord God also of Yajue's bloodline? Miss Miko doesn't have to be like this."

With the first unruly citizen surrendering, people began to follow suit.

"But, some people want me to die..."

Xia Ling looked at the old woman who was avoiding her gaze with malicious eyes.

"I am a person who respects the elderly and loves the young. Since the old man has such a request, if I don't fulfill it, I am afraid that people will be very dissatisfied with our shrine."

"Sure enough, it's better to die."

As she spoke, Xia Ling raised her head again and moved her wrist, as if she was looking for where to start.

Now, this guy who usually takes advantage of his seniority is finally sweating profusely.

"Wait for me......"

Before she could finish her words, she was hit hard on the back of her head by a villager. The hoe made close contact with her head, and with a loud bang, her body fell to the ground.

"Ms. Miko, she doesn't have any objections!"

"Haha... a bunch of stupid guys."

Looking at the ridiculous scene under the altar, Xia Ling said in a disdainful voice while putting the long sword back into the scabbard behind his back.

At this time, just like in the original work, a timely heavy rain fell as expected.

Seeing that the last step of the plan was finally completed, Xia Ling also showed a relaxed smile.

"Huh, it's finally over... This way, we should be safe for a while... right?"

Xia Ling's voice stopped abruptly.

Because she found that something seemed to be wrong with the villagers bathed in the rain.

Or maybe something is wrong, maybe the concentration of Honkai energy in this rain is a bit too high?

At this time, Xia Ling had already seen that the villagers near the altar seemed to be ready to walk up to the altar.

The inability to control one's emotions is one of the symptoms of early erosion of Honkai energy.

Looking at the villagers with fierce looks on their faces, Xia Ling almost couldn't help cursing.

"You're such a jerk, you're cheating me, right? If everyone turns into a dead soldier, what can I do?"

Judging from her current 14-year-old body, even if she had a sharp weapon in her hand, she would have no chance of winning against dozens or hundreds of dead men.

Therefore, Xia Ling had no intention of drawing her sword at all. Instead, she immediately ran to Theresa, put her arms under her armpits and knees, and lifted her up horizontally.

While the villagers had not yet completely mutated, Xia Ling took the lead and began to escape.

"Why......"

Curled up in Xia Ling's arms, Theresa felt the familiar soft touch on her face, and there was a deep sense of doubt in her eyes.

Xia Ling didn't notice her abnormality and quickly said, "These unruly people have all turned into monsters. We have to leave quickly!"

"Don't worry, I will protect you before I die, Theresa!"

"puff......"

As Xia Ling inadvertently said the name, the doubt in Theresa's eyes gradually faded away, and she regained her clarity.

"You're quite handsome, I'm a little moved by what you said."

"Ok?"

Xia Ling stopped.

"Theresa?"

"Yes, Sister Xia Ling~"

Theresa responded in a sickly sweet voice.

"Great! You finally recovered your memory!"

Xia Ling excitedly pecked Theresa's cheek directly. Ignoring the latter's shy expression that quickly turned hot on her face, Xia Ling reached into her chest and pulled out a device that still had a little body temperature and fragrance.

After all, the clothing needed in the shrine is diverse, and you may need to change clothes several times a day. The only place to hide things stably is in the front armor.

According to Velvet, as long as Theresa regains her self-awareness, she can use the Dream Entry Device 2.0 to bring her out of the dream.

Then, in Theresa's evasive shy look, Xia Ling directly hung the device on Theresa's ear and whispered.

"Well, my dear Theresa."

"Dream, it's time to wake up."

Accompanied by a dizzying feeling, they both opened their eyes at the same time.

Looking at Xia Ling who was hugging and looking at her, Theresa suddenly felt a little shy.

"What's the matter, little sleepyhead?"

"I...I'm not small!"

"Okay, okay, you're not little anymore." Xia Ling leaned closer to Theresa's face with a teasing expression on her face: "Then, call me Sister Xia Ling again?"

"Who, who called you that!" Theresa almost jumped up from the bed.

"I, I'm going to wash my face and wake up first."

Leaving behind these words, Theresa quickly fled the room.

......

In the stigmata space, Feiyuwan was so angry that he was about to bite his tail.

Not only did the operation fail, but he was also fed a mouthful of dog food, and most importantly, he let the other party escape.

"These two guys... actually have the means to escape from the dream on their own..."

"Damn it, if I didn't want to spend too much energy on a dream..."

Looking at the whole process of his failure, Feiyuwan felt a little angry.

"Don't let me catch you, Xia Ling!"

"If there is a chance, we must get rid of this dangerous guy first!"

"As long as she dies, Theresa won't be anything to be afraid of."

"The problem is, if I just rely on entering her dreams, it will be hard for me to cause any effective harm to her..."

"Damn it, if only she could actively connect to the Stigmata Space, Yae Sakura's attention would be entirely on Theresa, and I could secretly send out a clone with power to get rid of this annoying human."

"But this guy is not a fool...why would he give me such a chance?"