Genshin Impact: Fabricated history was broadcast live, frightening the Seven Kingdoms

Angels beckoned, and Reiter stepped forward to hand out a piece of paper to everyone in the room.

The paper is painted with a pattern that symbolizes their deity, Heulia, the god of salt.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please tear up the paper that my squire has just given you. "

Angels said coldly.

"Tear it up......? But what is drawn on the paper is the pattern of the gods!"

The nun spoke in a panic.

Not just the head nun, but everyone in the meeting looked at each other with the piece of paper.

No one knew what Angels was trying to do, and no one tore the paper.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you know how the earthquake that caused the change in the heavens and the earth a few days ago caused it?"

As he spoke, his eyes scanning the circle among the attendees, and seeing that no one responded, he continued, "That is the result of the great demon god of the West, Morax, exercising his divine powers.

If he is willing, destroying our little salt city is just a trivial matter in a breath.

In addition, there is also the legendary God Monarch, if war breaks out in the future, will they care about our lives and deaths?"

"But we have the protection of the gods, and the two of them will not attack us!"

One of the participants shouted.

"Big mistake!"

Angels interrupted the man, "God-sama's protection?

The reason why the demon gods who are as strong as Morax have not attacked us so far, but the god we believe in, Heulia, is too weak to pose the slightest threat to them!

Will this earthquake affect Liyue next to it?

No!

Because of the protection of the power of the Divine Monarch, they were not affected in the slightest!

Look at us again, how many people died?

Because of the rock spear that Morax threw casually, we have suffered heavy casualties, and we can't ask for an explanation!

I can only swallow my anger!"

The more Angels spoke, the more excited he became.

It's also reasonable.

The nun retorted, "Even so, we have survived until now thanks to Lord Heulia. "

“...... I'm also very grateful to the gods for taking us in, but that's all. "

Angels closed his eyes and paused, then continued after a few seconds, "Have you ever wondered what will happen to us people in Salt City after this war between demon gods is over?"

"The gods will be able to bring us peace!"

Someone else stood up to speak up for the Demon God of Salt.

"Is it peaceful...... If I were the demon god who was victorious in the end, I would not want to share peace with the weak who survived by stealing it.

The people of Yancheng are afraid that they will be exterminated by the most powerful demon god who survives in the end, or they will become slaves of the followers of that demon god. "

The people in the meeting were silent, and either of these two outcomes was what they did not want to see.

The nun added, "Do you remember the contract that the Divine Monarch signed with Lord Heulia? "

"Naïve and stupid. "

Angels smiled disdainfully: "It's just a hundred-year contract, what about a hundred years later? You haven't thought about it, why only a hundred years instead of forever? When the time comes, I'm afraid it's time to tear your face." "

"The gods, Heulia, the god of salt, cannot protect us.

At the last moment, she will not be able to protect herself, so how can she protect us who are even weaker?"

Angels said in a loud voice with a serious expression, "We must change our fate!"

People asked: ?" But what to do..."

"Morax and the Divine Monarch......" a gray-haired old man began, "Lord Castle, do you want to ......"

"Exactly. "

Angels' gaze swept around the congregation again, and continued, "Those who want to continue to follow me, tear up the paper in your hand." "

After Angels said this, there was a long silence in the conference hall.

A few minutes later, a crisp sound of tearing paper came from the hands of the white-haired old man who had just spoken.

Two, three, four, five...... The first tearing sound was like some kind of signal, leading the participants to make a decision.

Soon, the paper in the chamber that had not been torn off was the one left in the head nun's hand.

"What are you going to do, Renee?" Angis called the nun's name, "do you want to tell the gods about our meeting?"

Angels rested his sword on his waist in his right hand, waiting for Renee's answer.

If you refuse......

"I ...... I do not know. "

Renee said with a slight tear, already noticing Angels' actions.

Angels: "Renee, we're partners, aren't we?"

Renee: "Angels, please tell me what will happen to the gods if we're gone?"

"The will of the gods is the only variable in our plans...... If she doesn't want us to go, we can't.

Of course, I don't want my ancestors' saviors to die at our hands. "

Angels pressed again, "So what? Renee, what is your choice?"

"I'm ......" Under pressure from Angels, Renee finally tore the paper with the salt god in half, knelt on the ground, and began to cry bitterly.

The beautiful, complete, and noble pattern in her hand suddenly lost its luster and became shattered.

Late at night after the meeting.

Angels independently came to the temple to visit Heulia, the god of salt. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Lord Gods, we want to hold a funeral for that boy in your temple...... I don't know if you agree. "

Angels asked as he placed his left hand on his chest and leaned over slightly.

"Is that boy, still dead......"

Heulia closed her eyes, tears oozing from her snow-white eyelashes.

She is a gentle demon god.

After hundreds of years of years with the people of Yancheng,

They have long been regarded as their own children.

It was very sad that she could not save the lives that her children wanted to save.

"'Lord, we hope that you will be able to officiate at his funeral in person. "

Angels leaned over and continued.

"Good. Heulia briefly agreed to Angels' request.

"Then, tomorrow, we will be waiting for you in the temple. With that, Angels tried to leave the temple without looking back.

"Angels!" Heulia, the salt god, mistook Anger's anxious behavior for self-blame, and comforted him, "Don't be too sad, it's not your fault......"

"Yes. "

Angels replied and walked out of the temple door.

After all, he still couldn't find out that the god he wanted to leave,

How to really grieve for that boy,

How do you really want to protect Yancheng,

And how he truly loves, the people he guards.

The next day. (Wang Haozhao)

In the depths of the Salt City Temple, the salt god Heulia held the boy's ashes and knelt on the ground to pray.

Around her gathered the people of Yancheng, including Angels, Leitt, and the people who attended yesterday's meeting.

"Angels...... Are you really going to do that?"

Rett asked Aegis in a whisper.

"Ah, only if Heulia dies, the probability of us being taken in by the Divine Monarch is greater, isn't it?"

If the Salt Demon God were alive, they would only be the people of the Salt Demon God.

If you want to be a citizen of God, get his protection.

This is the only way.

Angel looked at Leiter and smiled bitterly, "If I die, the responsibility of leading the people of Yancheng will be handed over to you, Leiter blowing." "

[Keqing: "These guys still want the Divine Monarch to personally protect them, and the city is quite deep. "】

[Yae Miko: "It's a pity that he didn't know that this result had already been expected by Mu Huai. "】

[Zhongli: "The real history may be rewritten"]

[Qin: "This bet was won by Mu Huai."] "】。