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Chapter 619 War

The black iron railings were cold and piercing, each bar forged into the shape of thorns, exuding an aura of imprisonment and despair.
Deep inside the prison, Hua huddled in a filthy haystack, so thin that he looked as if a gust of wind would knock him apart.

She heard faint footsteps that didn't belong here. She looked up, and when she saw who it was, her cloudy eyes were instantly filled with terror.

"yeah?"

Her voice was hoarse, as if it had been sanded.
"Go! Get out of here!"

Ye didn't speak, but just looked at her quietly. Those eyes, which had once been filled with pain and confusion, were now as firm as steel.

He didn't come to ask for opinions.

He came to take her away.

"I told you, I would get you out of here."

The moment the words left his mouth, Ye raised his hand.

The next moment, the entire Abyssal Demon City trembled.

It was not a violent explosion, but a deeper, more fundamental collapse.

Beneath the city, those precision spheres made of metallic microparticles, which had been placed beforehand, began to vibrate at an unimaginable resonant frequency at the same moment.

They precisely severed key nodes in the holy light energy circulation array that maintained the city's operation.

The order that the angels are so proud of, the perfect system built on absolute control, is nothing more than a sophisticated yet fragile domino in Ye's eyes.

All he did was gently push over the first piece.

A chain reaction erupted instantly.

The holy light on the city walls began to flicker, the silver armor of the guardian angels dimmed, and the huge holy fire in the central square swayed violently, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

The sirens shattered the city's tranquility, and chaos spread like a plague.

"It's now!"

The magnetic field of Ye suddenly erupted, and the lock on the black iron prison door was instantly twisted into a lump of scrap metal.

He rushed in, hoisted the weakened Hua onto his back, and then turned and ran.

Along the escape route, he calculated every disturbance and every gap in the movement of guards with perfect precision.

He led Hua through the collapsing order, with a clear goal—the city gate.

However, just as they were about to rush out of the city gate, a symbol of despair, a figure blocked their way.

It was an angel dressed in extremely magnificent golden armor, with three pairs of wings of light spreading out on its back.

The holy light emanating from him was far purer and more powerful than that of the ordinary guards, carving out a tranquil realm amidst the chaotic energy turbulence.

"It truly surprises me that a lowly slave could incite such a large-scale riot."

He spoke, his voice steady, yet carrying an arrogant and somber air of looking down upon all living beings.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the person in charge here, Remiel."

Remiel's gaze swept past Ye, across the city behind him engulfed in flames and panic, his eyes showing no pity, only a chilling irritation.

Do you know why we built the holy city here?

He looked at Ye, as if a teacher were questioning a dull student.

"It is to suppress the death and chaos that is spreading in this 'land of bloodshed'."

We have provided shelter for you, the homeless humans, to save you from being torn apart by those monsters.

And you..."

His voice suddenly turned cold.

"Your actions have disrupted the stability of the sacred flame."

To fill the hole you created, we now... need to burn three times more offerings than originally planned.

Those who could have lived have to die because of your 'saving'.

Tell me, it's all your fault, isn't it?

Each word was like a red-hot iron nail, piercing deeply into Ye's heart.

Will he kill even more people? Because of his selfish desire to save China, will he cause thousands or even tens of thousands of his compatriots to be thrown into that terrifying sacred flame?

Ye's body stiffened, and Hua Neng on his back could clearly feel the trembling of his muscles.

The wavering almost tore his will apart in an instant.

Just then, a cold but firm hand reached out from his side and tightly grasped his hand, which had been clenched until it turned white.

It was Hua. She struggled to get off his back, stood weakly beside him, and with all her might, stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

She didn't say anything, but that silent support instantly dispelled all the confusion in Ye's heart.

Right or wrong? Righteousness versus selfishness? None of that matters anymore.

Even if it means bearing the sins of the whole world, he will bring this only ray of light in his life out of this hell.

Ye took a deep breath, raised his head again, and the data stream in his eyes surged wildly at an unprecedented speed, beginning to analyze the angel named Remiel in front of him and build his data model.

However, Remiel did not give him time to calculate.

"It seems you are still stubbornly clinging to your delusions."

Remiel sighed and raised his hand.

There were no earth-shattering energy fluctuations, only an extremely gentle holy light, like a warm tide enveloping Jesus.

In that holy light, Jesus felt all pain, hatred, and anger dissolving.

He was enveloped by an unprecedented sense of peace and happiness.

He saw it, he saw him and Hua on a meadow full of flowers, without whippings, without enslavement, only warm sunshine and each other's smiles...

If we give up the resistance, all of this will be possible...

"Is this what you wanted?"

A cold voice exploded deep in his mind.

The happy scene before him shattered instantly, replaced by the biting cold wind, the foreman's whip, Hua's chapped lips when he shared half a pancake with him, and their past of clinging to each other in countless cold nights, barely surviving with their body heat.

Happiness? When it's given to us by others, it's nothing more than a more elaborate cage!

"Do not……"

A low growl came from Ye's throat.

The next moment, a violent power erupted from the depths of his soul!

Beneath the skin of his forehead, a cross-shaped brand suddenly lit up, shining with golden light!
[Magnetic field rotation—100,000 horsepower!]

A force called magnetic field rotation was compressed into his right fist with unprecedented cohesion.

There was no light, no heat, only a pure force powerful enough to warp all matter. He stepped forward and threw the punch.

"what?!"

For the first time, the composure on Remiel's face was replaced by shock. He hadn't expected this human slave to break free from his mental world, "Eden," and he certainly hadn't expected the other to unleash such terrifying power!

Fist clashed with holy light.

Ye's fist easily pierced through that false happiness, landing directly on Remiel's chest.

The golden armor instantly twisted and dented, before being brutally pierced.

However, Remiel did not die.

As a being of pure holy light, physical fatalities are not the end for him.

Before the golden blood could flow from the wound, it was drawn by an even more powerful force.

The flickering sacred flame in the distance suddenly blazed brightly, and endless life force poured in, instantly healing the hole in his chest.

"A powerful soul is far better than tens of thousands of mediocre sacrifices."

Remiel took a deep breath, his gaze towards Ye no longer looking down, but with the greed of someone who had discovered a rare treasure.

"I can spare all the humans here."

If you submit to us, voluntarily enter the sacred fire, and use your will to keep it burning for us.

You will gain eternal life, and may even have the opportunity to be transformed into one of us through the baptism of the Holy Light.

Just then, a calm voice rang out from behind them, breaking the tense standoff.

"And an angel, even lies can be told so grandly?"

Zhang Qi had appeared there at some point. He glanced at Remiel, then at Ye, who was trembling but still protecting Hua behind him, and finally turned his gaze to the hideous city.

"what?"

Remiel was startled, but before he could react, he was pressed down by a tremendous force and fell into the square.

Then, under an incomprehensible and irresistible force, more than half of the city's buildings silently... turned to dust...

(End of this chapter)