This time, the name 'Earthling' had completely spread throughout the Heavenly Gates. It was even more impactful than when he had entered the Pill Refinery Hall. This was not an issue of ability, but a type of attitude and concept. After all, no matter what Wang Zhong did previously, he was in a passive situation and had no choice but to counterattack. However, this time, he had taken the initiative to attack and dragged Gorst step by step towards the abyss of death!
People might have seen dazzling geniuses from low-leveled civilizations occasionally rise up and resist after being treated unfairly. They would amaze the world with a single brilliant feat and become a legend. There were many such cases in the long history of the divine territory, and many of them were even made up into songs and circulated.
However, a low-leveled civilization had taken the initiative to provoke a high-leveled civilization and killed whoever he wanted. Furthermore, he had killed two of them consecutively … This was different. The concept was completely different!
The results of the Life and Death Arena quickly spread throughout the Heavenly Gates. To be honest, unlike the various voices that many people had expected to denounce the Earthling, the entire Heavenly Gates had mixed opinions about this matter.
It was mainly the Law Enforcement Association, the Shell race, the Titan race, and a few other groups that had supreme prestige in the Heavenly Gates. The general reaction was that the Earthling was not in the wrong.
Some people said that the Earthling was too ruthless, that he did not care about his fellow pupils, and that a commoner had killed an aristocrat consecutively and should immediately be stripped of his rights in the Heavenly Gates and hanged … These messy and rhythmic statements were not worth mentioning in the eyes of the large races.
When one entered the Life and Death Arena, one had to fight to the death. Standing in this arena meant that one had the intention to kill the other party. Thus, one had to be prepared to be killed. This was something that could not be blamed. What was there to say?
As for those who said that a commoner had killed an aristocrat, they were even more ridiculous. Just because Wang Zhong was an Earthling from a low-leveled civilization?
Some so-called high-leveled civilizations that were used to being high and mighty seemed to have forgotten the dignity of the divine territory's laws. They had taken advantage of the loopholes in the laws too much and had gone crazy. Did they still think that the laws of the divine territory were created to make it convenient for them to oppress those at the bottom? Did they really think that they were above the laws?
They were too naive!
The Machinery race enforced the laws, but the four races in the Heaven were the ones who made the laws. In the eyes of the four races, so what if he was a level-8 civilization in the Land? Strange cases of level-8 civilizations in the Land disappearing in the divine territory overnight had happened before. There were many things in history that could be used as reference. It all depended on whether one put in the effort to read the history of the divine territory.
For a period of time, there were various debates. However, no matter what, the Heavenly Gates did not make any statements, let alone denounce Wang Zhong. They also did not issue any notice to quell the rumors within the Heavenly Gates. It was as if the people who spread the rumors were just joking and were not worthy of being treated as a serious matter.
No matter how hot a matter was, it would eventually die down. After three or four days of heated discussion, the Gorst incident slowly calmed down. The Ghost race did not express their stance on this and simply sent people to take back their 10,000 Tempering Soul Armor and Soul Seizing Chain. Of course, they had definitely paid a hefty price. Even though Lao Wang was ruthless, he had his limits. These pieces of equipment were hot and could not be kept.
Now that his pouch was full, it was simply an indescribable happiness. The units of measurement were all Gold Star Stones! It turned out that as long as one was brave enough, as long as one was ruthless enough, fighting as a Martial Cultivator was the most profitable. Picking on those rich second generations was much faster and more profitable than refining pills …
In the Mirror World, in the prison.
Disorder and chaos took root here. Hatred and sin grew wildly, giving rise to the curse of chaos. To a civilization, this was the greatest punishment and destruction.
The elephant-human Dymos loyally stood behind his savior. His eyes shone brightly, and his solid elephant trunk kept sniffing around. To him, his current position was proof of his glory. He had passed many tests and proved that he was a reliable member of the Resistance.
They were the only order in this region! They resisted the evil chaos.
Dymas knew that there were not many of them, but he did not doubt the power of his savior at all as this had been proven countless times. The Fighting Buddha was the only antidote to the chaos in the Mirror World.
Today, they would attack the evil again. A chaotic battle was about to erupt in the Dragon Perching Valley.
Every once in a while, those who had been cursed would gather together under the control of the curse and erupt in a final bloody battle of life and death.
However, this time, they would not allow the chaos to gain the upper hand. They would prevent the eruption of a bloody battle!
"Dymas, don't always be so serious." Mo Wen smiled as he looked at the serious Dymas. His sense of responsibility made this elephant person more tenacious and powerful.
Upon hearing Mo Wen's words, the elephant person Dymas became even more serious, and the sense of responsibility in his eyes intensified. He scanned his surroundings. His talent of smelling evil made him the best predictor here.
The cursed who had their minds invaded by chaos hated the rebel army — or rather, they hated the existence of the Buddha! Because of this, these madmen who had fallen into madness and bloodthirst would even give up on fighting and join forces to deal with the rebel army.
Dymas had only joined the rebel army for a short half a month, but they had already experienced two chaotic ambushes. The cursed, who would have fought to the bitter end the moment they met, cooperated seamlessly during those ambushes! Furthermore, their target was the Buddha. As long as they did not stand between the cursed and the Buddha, those madmen would not even care about their existence.
Dymas smelled the abnormal gathering of these evil scents and sent a warning to everyone in advance. Thus, although they were ambushed, the rebel army managed to complete their retreat in one piece.
Naturally, Dymas, who had successfully warned the Buddha twice, became the personal guard of the Buddha.
How to better protect Mo Wen was the most important thing for the Resistance Army at present. Mo Wen's Buddha's light was the only power that could purify the Chaos curse. Once they lost Mo Wen, the so-called Resistance Army would be a joke. The entire Mirror World would be enveloped by the Chaos curse. Without the protection of the Buddha's light, everyone would soon lose their rationality and become slaves to the chaos and slaughter. Even the experts in the Void Core Realm would quickly exhaust themselves in the bloody battles lured by the curse and die.
Those bastards had actually sentenced them to death by imprisoning them here. However, they had placed the civilized side outside. However, the side that was even more barbaric than the death penalty was placed in the dark Mirror World that no one could see.
BOOM …
Not far away, the sounds of battle could be heard, but very quickly, the fluctuations of spiritual power calmed down again. The battle had ended. This was an ambush that they had set up. They had captured the cursed who had rushed to the bloody battle ahead of time. They had limited numbers, and it was obvious that they could not directly intervene in the chaotic bloody battle. Thus, they could only use this encirclement tactic.
Very quickly, two brothers from the Horn race walked over while restraining a Light race soldier. "Buddha, we've caught someone who's still rational."
Mo Wen looked over. The Horn race was a powerful branch of the Demon Race, and they were naturally evil. However, the two people in front of him had awe-inspiring righteousness. There was no trace of the evil charm and cunning that the Demon Race should have.
The Light race soldier they had captured was originally a celestialoid with light wings. They fed on light, and every move they made was filled with righteousness. However, at this moment, under the effects of the curse, this soldier had an evil nature. His light wings had been cut off at the base, revealing two white bones. His eyes were filled with a murderous purplish-red color.
"Roar! Die!" The moment he saw Mo Wen, he roared violently. However, very quickly, pain and pleading appeared in his eyes. "Save me … Kill, kill me, quick …"
His soul was struggling in the curse, and his willpower had long succumbed to the chaos and massacre brought about by the curse. However, his intrinsic nature as a member of the Light race allowed him to maintain a trace of clarity.
Mo Wen smiled and extended his hand towards him. Buddha's light lit up behind him, and a ring appeared. The pain and brutality on the Light race soldier's face immediately calmed down. He stared blankly at Mo Wen's outstretched hand, and he subconsciously extended his hand to shake it.
The two hands clasped. Hum …
In an instant, light and shadow intertwined in Mo Wen's eyes. It was as if time had reversed. In an instant, he saw a bit of spirituality emitting a lonely light in the darkness. It was a soul that was enveloped by an evil curse and had been injured. He was currently in his soul state in the center of the Light race soldier's mind. This was also where the chaos curse was entrenched.
"Buddha saves those who are fated. The sea of bitterness is boundless. Repent and you will be saved!"
Mo Wen softly chanted the name of Buddha. In an instant, a golden sun suddenly rose from the darkness, and a dazzling Buddha's light illuminated everything. This darkness was the power left behind by the curse. At this moment, this darkness violently gathered into a mass of black smoke in the Buddha's light, trapping the spirituality in the middle as it struggled to counterattack.
However, the Buddha's light continued to shine without any ripples. The black smoke gradually became lighter, and the spirituality was spat out.
Mo Wen could sense that the curse was collapsing in the mind of the Light race soldier. At the same time, he could also sense that his soul had been strengthened in this process. Although it was subtle, it was an actual evolution. This strengthened soul faintly formed a Pill Shadow. Obviously, once this Pill Shadow of the Soul was cast into a physical form, Mo Wen would be able to leap into the Void Core Realm.
Mo Wen opened his eyes. The Light race soldier had already woken up. His eyes were blank, and blood-like black tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, staining his cheeks. His fierce purplish-red eyes gradually began to return to the golden eyes unique to the Light race.
"I … You …" The Light race soldier muttered.
He remembered what had happened, the massacre he had experienced, and the warm rescue just now. He could also sense the miraculous changes in his body. The curse was gradually disappearing, and his soul was slowly recovering in the light. He accumulated strength, and a relaxed feeling nourished him. All of this was because of the baldy in front of him. That nourishing power came from the hand that was holding him.
Mo Wen smiled and released the Light race soldier's hand. "Hello, welcome back. Your curse has been temporarily dispelled. Are you interested in joining the Resistance Army? I am Mo Wen. Everyone calls me Buddha. "
"My name is Ling Kong … What do you mean by temporarily?" the Light race soldier asked warily.
"Hey! Watch your tone! It's best to be more polite. Since you can speak, you should remember who saved you, "a member of the Horn race said coldly.
A member of the Horn race spoke in an eerie voice. He had appropriately released his power. He was a Void Core expert! A trace of shock flashed in the Light race soldier's eyes, but he suppressed the thought of turning around to look at the Horn race member. Instead, he stared at Mo Wen.
Mo Wen continued to smile and explained, "In this Mirror World, the power of chaos is everywhere. Even people who are not cursed will gradually become crazy after staying here for a long time."
Ling Kong nodded gently. He had experienced the process of being cursed before, so he naturally knew that Mo Wen was not lying. At this moment, another loud rumbling sound came from another direction not far away. A moment later, Ling Kong saw two Void Core goblins escorting a crazy Multi-Eyed Race expert over.
His heart trembled slightly. Four Void Cores. He counted in his heart. Then, he looked suspiciously at the few people standing behind Mo Wen. He guessed that there were Void Cores here as well, and they were even stronger than the four Void Cores from the Horn race and the goblin race.
He still had questions in his heart, but Mo Wen nodded slightly at him. Then, he turned around and walked to the crazy Multi-Eyed Race member. He held one of the Multi-Eyed Race member's hands.
Ling Kong's eyes widened. This was because the crazy Multi-Eyed Race member quietened down almost immediately after Mo Wen held the Multi-Eyed Race member's hand! In just a moment, the violent and crazy aura that was like an erupting volcano gradually faded from the Multi-Eyed Race member's body …
Ling Kong was shocked. As a member of the Light Clan, he knew a lot about the secrets of the soul. He knew what this baldy was doing, but with just a handshake, he was able to invade the soul consciousness of a completely uncooperative person! This baldy was so powerful! Although he only had the strength of a peak Foundational Stage, from the perspective of the soul, he definitely surpassed more than 90% of the Void Core Realm.
As Ling Kong was thinking about this, heavy breathing disrupted him. Then, a noisy voice sounded in his ears.
"You're Ling Kong, right? I'm Dymas, the elephant person Dymas. You're not a bad person. Although you're a little suspicious, it's understandable. The Buddha is dispelling the curse. Unlike you, this fellow has been corroded by the curse too deeply. It might take some time before we know if he can be saved. "
Ling Kong turned around and saw an elephant person walking to his side. From that position, he was sure that if he wanted to harm the baldy, the elephant person would be able to block him immediately. He smiled at the elephant person. Although the elephant person was on guard against him, and the elephant person's snow-white fangs were a little ferocious, Ling Kong knew that the elephant person was smiling at him. He guessed that this was definitely because the elephant person had seen such a scene many times. There were many people who had been saved from the curse like him.
Thus, he looked at the elephant person and turned to ask him, "Since this place has been corroded by chaos, how do you stay awake?"
"As long as we follow the Buddha, we can maintain our sense of self. He is our savior, the savior of this world. That's why our different civilizations can unite together, remember our difficulties, and be grateful for our survival!" Dymas raised his tusks at an angle, revealing his piety.
Only then did the Light race realize that the guards standing behind the baldy, except for this elephant person, were all powerful Void Core experts. Furthermore, some of them were life and death enemies. Usually, they would fight when they met outside, but they were very peaceful here.
Once he calmed down, those cursed memories slowly came back to him. He was a walking corpse whose life was worse than death, and his soul was constantly tortured. To be able to feel the taste of "living" again, he was willing to pay any price!
"Roar …"
At this moment, the multi-eyed person suddenly let out a mournful howl. He frantically twisted his bound body. The two goblin Void Cores revealed angry expressions, but Mo Wen reached out and stopped them. "It's okay. He just … can't accept it."
"Roar!"
Ling Kong looked seriously at the multi-eyed person who had collapsed. There was no longer a murderous aura on the multi-eyed person. It was obvious that his curse had been removed, but …
"He's crazy. He's completely crazy. Sigh." The elephant person sighed in a low, muffled voice.
Ling Kong turned his head again, looked at the elephant person's white ivory, and asked, "Are there many people like this? What about people like me? "
Dymas shook his head slightly. "Unfortunately, there are very few lucky people like you. There are more lunatics who can't be saved. Although the curse has been removed, their souls are gone."
Ling Kong nodded and said loudly, "I'm willing to join the Resistance Army. I can do anything!"
Mo Wen smiled. "Bring as many survivors as possible to me. Buddha is merciful."
Yes, Mo Wen had deliberately used such a classic advertising slogan. This was because the ceremony was very important. He wanted these followers to believe in him. First, he had to believe in them!
To these people, relieving their pain was one method, and building their faith was another method. To put it bluntly, it was brainwashing!
When he wandered around the Mirror World, the power that he had once been proud of was insignificant. However, the Vajra Scripture that had been passed down from generation to generation in the Mo Family had magical effects, allowing Mo Wen to see a new path of cultivation.
Among the Earthlings, Mo Wen had great wisdom and magnanimity. At the same time, he was tenacious and had rich combat experience.
He looked at a group of experts who followed him. He was their only salvation, and these people would become the power that would lead to the rise of the Earth.
He was the Buddha, the Buddha of the Earthlings!
After getting rid of Gorst, Lao Wang had indeed calmed down for a few days. He could properly think about and sort out his own matters. He did not spend money recklessly as he had only refined level-7 pills. What about after that? He would not be poor, but he would definitely be poor if he did not plan to.
This continued until the messenger from the Machinery race threw a gilded letter outside the mushroom house. The Law Enforcement Association sent another invitation. Unlike the usual society activities, this time, it was a mission to go out.
Just like how outstanding top students had to adapt to internships, the Law Enforcement Association was the same. It was obvious that they would not be able to become qualified law enforcers by simply relying on simulated cases and law learning in the circle.
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