Stellar Dawn Palace.
The previously empty Stronghold was no longer as deserted as it was before. The tightly shut door opened and the streets, city walls, and even the towers were filled with the Red World Disciples. Many of them were still covered in wounds, but they didn't mind at all as they loudly praised their bravery and victory.
It was no wonder that these Red World Disciples were so excited. Although they were nominally subordinates of the 'masquerade ball', due to the fact that the masquerade ball was a secret organization, these Red World Disciples had almost nothing to do on normal days. This was the first time since the establishment of the masquerade ball that all the Red World Disciples were gathered for an operation.
Not to mention, their target was the mortal enemy of the Red World Disciples, the Mist Warriors.
Not only that, but what made the Red World Disciples even more excited was that this was a complete victory. Several Fire Mist Warriors' strongholds were swept clean, and even those famous and powerful Fire Mist Warriors were completely annihilated under their attacks. It had been many years since the Red World Disciples had such a complete victory.
Not to mention, when they received the news of going to the Limitless Star Palace to celebrate their victory, the rumor that they were about to meet the supreme existence of the legendary masquerade ball, and the complete exposure of all the goals that the organization had done for thousands of years, all of this made the Disciples of the Red World excited as if each of them had drunk dozens of buckets of vodka.
However, not all the Red World Disciples were happy for the victory.
"That leader, what exactly is he thinking?!"
Putting down the wine glass heavily, a Red World King couldn't help but grumble. He was the Red World King who was about the height of an elephant, stood on two feet, and looked like a beetle. At this moment, he sat boldly on a chair not far away, drinking wine and grumbling.
"As long as we put in a little more effort, we could have killed all those bastards, but they asked us to evacuate and specifically said that it was the 'leader's order'. Damn it! If it weren't for that guy, we could have achieved more results and more victories! "
"But we had already achieved the mission goal at that time."
Looking at the Red World King in front of him who was rambling, perhaps because he had drunk too much, a Red World Disciple wrapped in a robe who looked like a child hurriedly dissuaded him.
"As the saying goes, don't chase a cornered enemy. If we had continued, the Mist Warriors who were forced into a corner might have turned around and threatened us."
"So what? When those bastard props were chasing us, did they ever consider what would happen if they forced us into a corner? This was retribution! This was the retribution that a traitor deserved! Those bastards who betrayed their clansmen and sold their power to humans are not fit to be citizens of the Red World like us! "
The beetle yelled and waved his four arms. Along with this movement, the wine glass in his hand shook and spilled a large amount of wine.
"Besides, what alliance leader? Isn't he just a human? Why is such a person our Alliance Leader!? Things like humans, as long as we want to, we can devour them anytime and anywhere, right? What a joke. A human wants to be the leader of the Red World Disciples? He's still far from that! Besides, even the Staff Officer and the Grand Shaman are so respectful to him. Doesn't he need to feel honored? What kind of attitude is that! "
Upon hearing the beetle's words, the Red World Disciples beside him sighed helplessly.
Just as Fangzheng thought, the Masquerade Party organization was created based on the strength and prestige of the Three Pillars. The Staff Officer Bello's wisdom was admirable. Every Red World Disciple would accept the advice and respectful words of the Grand Shaman Hecate after coming to this world. The powerful strength of General Shudenan also fascinated the Red World Disciples.
Compared to the three of them, although the legendary God of Creation had never shown his face in front of the Red World Disciples, of course, the Snake of Sacrifice didn't feel real to the Red World Disciples at all. It was more like 'I remember there was such a person, but he has nothing to do with me at all'. Moreover, the fact that Fangzheng appeared here as a human shocked many of the Red World Disciples.
Of course, they wouldn't really think that their leader was a human. But why did our leader appear in this human form? There were also many Red World Disciples who had doubts about this.
"I've thought of a great idea!"
At this moment, the beetle seemed to have thought of something and stood up abruptly.
"It's decided then!"
"Wait!"
Looking at his companion's reckless behavior, the Red World Disciple beside the giant beetle had a bad feeling about this.
Is he going to do something stupid?!
"Big Brother, it's time to meet him."
"Is that so?"
Upon hearing Tiria's voice, Fangzheng opened his eyes and stood up. In front of him, other than Tiria, Hecate, and Bello were already prepared.
"Alright then, let's go."
After saying this, Fangzheng walked down the stairs and headed to the other side of the passage. Behind him, Tiria, Hecate, and Bello silently followed the man.
They moved forward together.
"— — — — — — —"
The door opened slowly.
At this moment, the noisy Red World Disciples instantly fell silent. They turned their heads and looked at the opened door in front of them, as well as Fangzheng who walked out of it.
At that moment, Fangzheng was no longer dressed casually like before. He was wearing a luxurious and form-fitting gown, and he was wrapped in a pure black cloak. His half-long hair was combed to the sides, revealing Fangzheng's handsome face.
However, the Red World Disciples didn't have any human aesthetic standards, so they obviously didn't care about Fangzheng's appearance. No one said a word. They just silently stared at Fangzheng, using their gazes to express their feelings for this leader who suddenly appeared.
Doubt, curiosity, longing, respect, love, and anger.
All sorts of emotions were mixed together, forming a seemingly substantial pressure that was almost suffocating. If it were anyone else, perhaps they would have stopped moving. But for Fangzheng, what he felt was completely different.
Was this how the gods felt?
Fangzheng's expression didn't change, but at the same time, his heart was unusually excited. Before coming here, he naturally switched the Soul Stone back to the 'Snake of Sacrifice'. But what he didn't expect was that the instant he entered the auditorium and sensed the gazes of the Red World Disciples, he suddenly felt an unprecedented feeling.
It was like the tolerance and love of the creator for his creation, like the experience and promise of an elder to the younger generation, and like the manifestation of a certain metaphysical truth that was further advanced.
Everything is fake, and everything is allowed.
Is this the mentality of gods towards mortals?
While experiencing this feeling, Fangzheng walked forward. Behind him, Hecate and Beleol followed silently. Tiria was the only one who stood at the side the moment she entered the hall. It was obvious that even though she loved to fight Hecate for 300 rounds, under the current situation, she knew how to weigh the pros and cons.
Fangzheng stopped. He raised his head and looked in front of him. To be precise, he was looking at the Red World Disciple standing in front of him. At this moment, the huge beetle was staring at him with great momentum. Fangzheng knew what it was going to do without it saying anything.
But … it was unbelievable.
If it was Fangzheng, he would teach it a hard lesson and let it know what real power was. But now, Fangzheng, who was equipped with the 'Snake of Sacrifice' Soul Stone, did not feel that this kind of behavior was overboard at all. He knew what the other party wanted to do, and he also acknowledged the other party's actions.
No matter what you want to do, I will admit it.
No matter what you want to do, I will allow it.
This was the 'will' of the God of Creation, the equal 'will' of all things. The desires of the Red World Disciples, the desires of the Mist Warriors, the desires of humans, even a blade of grass, a flower, or even a fish or a bird. Their wishes, their thoughts, were all possible.
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