Chapter 2105: A world without miracles (fourth!) (1/2)
Although many people had guessed the answer faintly, listening to Wu Yinglan's own words, and seeing Wei Longtao standing silent under Wu Yinglan's huge head, many resistance fighters still fell into the ice cave.
Then, burn the ice cave into magma!
”Wei Longtao!”
Zuo Jingyun trembled and roared, ”You betrayed us, you betrayed the Starlight Organization!”
”This is not a betrayal, but a person who knows the current affairs as a talented person. Leading members to find a bright future is what a qualified organization leader should do. It is not a moth to fight the fire and a man's arm as a car. Find your own way!”
Wu Yinglan said lightly, ”Command Wei, now it's your turn.”
”Don't get excited, everyone, listen to me, I definitely don't mean to hurt everyone at all, on the contrary, I want to save everyone-just like saving everyone in the past countless times!”
Wei Longtao took a deep breath and held his head high again, staring at the eyes like large light bulbs, looking directly at everyone including Zuo Jingyun without any shame.
What he said was so categorical and arrogant. Like every exciting speech in the past, it was full of convincing and trustworthy power, as if even if he said that the sun high in the sky was square, someone would believe it.
”Think about it, why do we have to resist the empire and fight the cultivators? There is no reason at all! It's just that we were born here, our ancestors have been entangled in this, and we have naturally become the so-called cultivators-in Cockroaches, fleas, and mice are hiding in the bottom of the earth!
”Is this kind of life really worth it? Is this kind of resistance really useful? Do the ideas and hopes we insist on really exist?
”Wake up, everyone, we are just caught in a dream of self-hypnosis and self-movement, entangled, parasitic, possessed, and completely lost by the undead that should have been annihilated a thousand years ago. The true self!
”Our lives are fake, our resistance is fake, our hopes are fake, our self-righteous heroes and the means of Jedi counterattack... all are fake, fake!
”In the past, I was the same as you all. Under the control of this dead soul for thousands of years, I was shrouded in self-deception and moved, thinking that what I did was really insignificant.
”Fortunately, I woke up in time and realized that the so-called'Road of Cultivation' is a complete lie. It is a fairy tale that can never be transformed into a reality. It will only bring an endless tragedy to the evil land and to all of us!
”What's more, we are not really cultivators at all. We are just a group of mobs, manipulated by hatred, anger, and inertia, and put together by chance!
”Not only are we not the opponents of'Sky City, Manjusawa', we can't even cause any harm to others, we just send them to death in vain! No one is afraid of death, but death has to be worthwhile, so I must save everyone , Lead everyone to fully realize the ridiculousness of this lie, and take everyone out of the sea of suffering and embark on a new life!”
Wei Longtao roared with bruised veins, hoarse, blushing so much that even his cheeks were congested.
He opened his strong and powerful arms to everyone, and said sincerely: ”Come on, don't deceive yourself anymore. We are not really cultivators at all, let alone true cultivators were beaten by cultivators a thousand years ago. What can we ”fake people” have to struggle with? Let go of our hatred, leave the ground, and embrace a new life! I have received Master Wu Yinglan's promise that as long as we are willing to surrender unconditionally, we will be able to get humane. The treatment of immortality, the opportunity to recognize the real avenue of immortality and the laws of the world, and become the supreme immortal cultivator.
”This is the brightest future that belongs to all of us!”
”Commander, you, you...”
Zuo Jingyun covered her mouth in disbelief, tears bursting out of her eyes, and stepped back seven or eight steps in a row. She couldn't believe everything she heard and saw. His body was like a sand tower in the wind, crumbling, at any moment. Crashed.
The sounds of killing and explosions outside were getting closer and closer. With a sharp noise, several offensive drill vehicles of the immortal cultivators entered the temple from all directions, bringing a large number of armor masters and psionic puppets with teeth and claws.
”There are enemies everywhere!”
”The quantity is more than ten times ours!”
”What to do, what to do!”
The resistance fighters are like rats that have fallen into a hot pot, at a loss and completely confused.
”That's right, compared to the rebellious and uncivilized guys in Xinghai, I think you still have a trace of potential that can be transformed.”
Wu Yinglan chuckled, ”So, if you are willing to lay down your weapons and surrender obediently, as the lord of the'Sky City, Manzhushahua', I promise that I will never harm you, but will transform you into immortal cultivators. opportunity.
”Don't rush to make a decision, come, let's see the fate of your ‘dao friends’ in Xinghai first, haha, hahahaha!”