Conspiracy? Fraud? Coincidence? None of that was important.
The truth was that the old city lord had fallen, and there was no possibility of a peaceful resolution.
War, shouting, and chaos caused the crowd to become agitated. Some people started throwing rocks, some started shooting arrows, some started chanting incantations, and some started slaughtering.
When someone started slaughtering, there would naturally be others who would fight back. And once the flames of war were ignited, there would be no stopping it.
Madness. The entire city had gone mad.
Soldiers and civilians, Aishi People and Ansorenne People. At this moment, there was no difference at all.
When the first drop of blood fell, when the first life was lost, everything would be unstoppable.
Under the leadership of the instigators, both sides began the most primitive slaughter. There were constant screams and deaths.
At first, Sidion was still confused as he watched all this happen. But then, his confusion turned into calmness, and then calmness turned into indifference.
He knew that there was no turning back for him.
Just where did he go wrong?
Was it when he inherited his adopted father's will and promised to unify his people at all costs and establish his own country?
However, this was the dream of every city lord of Cape Town. No, it should be said that this was the goal of establishing Cape Town. Every single city lord of Cape Town had dreamed of realizing this dream.
Just where did he go wrong? Or was it when he absorbed the knowledge of the Aishi People to develop his own magical engineering technology? In order to overcome difficulties, he even sacrificed his own children?
However, his generation wasn't the only one to learn the technology of outsiders. All he did was break through a bottleneck. Even if the price was a little high, he had clearly made the greatest sacrifice. Why did the people below him oppose him for the sake of those who were unimportant to him, those who wasted resources, and those who were prisoners of war from enemy factions?
Just where did he go wrong? Was it when he chose to descend from another dimension in order to fight against the Gods of the outsiders … Right, it seemed that it was from then on that his adopted father didn't want to be in charge as often as he had been in the past?
But there was a reason for this as well. The outsiders gave them too much pressure. Those Gods were even capable of changing the laws of nature. What was the use of Mount Sainte's faith that emphasized gratitude and primitive worship in front of them?
In just a short moment, countless thoughts flashed through Sidion's mind as he watched his own father collapse. He could only watch as everything happened.
After a brief moment of confusion, the cold expression on his face told him what he should do.
"That's just a necessary sacrifice. My city, my people, and my country only need one voice … There's no need for other voices to exist."
"Lori, what should we do?"
Rorschach, who was in mid-air, was also at a loss as he watched all of this happen.
Originally, he thought that the old city lord was a scheming old fox who used everyone to achieve his own power, but in the end, he died so inexplicably.
Then who was the true mastermind behind all this? Based on the logic that only those who benefited from this would be the true mastermind … no matter who it was, it was impossible for anyone to benefit from this.
It was easy for him to die, but what should they do next?
Interfere? Stop joking. Looking at the crazy scene below, Rorschach reckoned that if he went down, he would die inexplicably.
A fifth-grade professional? Son of God? Rorschach had already seen a sixth-step professional covered in lightning bolts being inexplicably blasted into smithereens by a round of airship cannons.
"Died inexplicably?"
Rorschach somewhat understood. At least those Aishi Gods and Descended Ones who were pulled into this crazy ball, those ambitious Aishi People who actively interfered in the internal affairs of Cape Town, were probably going to suffer a heavy blow.
Perhaps, his group would also be the target of the purge.
But Cape Town could not possibly be the victor.
This night was destined to leave an invisible gap in the city. The instability caused by the purge and the antagonism of the people would cause Cape Town to be preoccupied for a long time.
The war was over? Probably not. In the current situation, the people of Cape Town could not go out to fight the outsiders. The city lord must use most of the army to protect his rule.
If there was no initial hatred brought about by the war, the relationship between the three major forces of the wasteland would have eased a lot.
Research that went beyond conventional ethics? If the city lord still wanted the throne to be stable, the city lord would have to restrain himself.
Right, in order to ease the conflict, he had to find a scapegoat for all of this. Perhaps, the evil god hiding in the shadows would be a good choice. For example, if the technology was given by the evil god, why would he be hypnotized?
Stained with the blood of his own people and his adoptive father, Sydeon might have to abdicate. Before the new successor stabilized his position, there would be a long period of peaceful development.
Looking at it this way, in the long run, today's bloody conflict was a good thing?
Rorschach shook his head. This conclusion was too absurd.
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