The tired and numb days are repeated endlessly.

After living another day, they wore old and dirty robes, and fell asleep without a sense of security on a street corner, or by the side of the road, or in a dark corner.

The blood moon was shrouded all day long, and in the darkness that never fell, a petite figure quietly appeared on the tall tower building in the outer city.

With the demonic power as the source, the spiritual power expanded, and she could clearly perceive the situation of the entire outer city.

Tang Sui raised his hand, and the black-red demon power popped out from his fingertips like a big net, rising into the dark night sky, blending with the light of the blood moon, and covering the outer city silently.

An inexplicable drowsiness rose up, and even a nervous person couldn't help but close his eyes in this drowsiness, and fell into a deeper sleep.

Little bats screamed "Zhizhi" and flew down behind Tang Sui, and the little bats turned into a young girl.

"Little princess."

The visitor is the messenger.

Tang Sui didn't turn his head, just said "hmm".

She didn't need to be wary of the envoy, not only because the envoy was absolutely loyal to Tang Chen, but also because he had signed a contract.

The master-servant contract in which the demon race is the mainstay is particularly domineering. The servant can never disobey the master's order, let alone do anything that is unfavorable to the master.

So the envoy is Tang Chen's other trustworthy "eyes". Tang Sui also knows some things. Tang Chen can't be there, but he can know through the envoy—by the big demon soul she knows well, not by that pair of eyes. A human shell watched by God.

"What's your intention in doing this?" The envoy's indifferent eyes fell on the people who had fallen asleep.

Because of Tang Sui's order, there is no black-armored knight patrolling the outer city today.

Everyone, including the King of Slaughter, knew that their little princess was finally going to take action.

"They are all hopeless people who have lost their motivation to live. They are just a puddle of mud." As he spoke, the envoy looked at the dark night sky, which was as dark as ever, and could not see any changes.

The entire outer city is now under the control of this little princess.

If any soul master from the inner city wanted to come to the outer city to hunt the unlucky ones today, once he stepped into the control of the little princess, he would become the same unlucky one as the people from the outer city and fall asleep.

That's why there is no law enforcement team knight patrolling today, and they have all been transferred away.

"Even if you weave a beautiful dream for them, the dream is illusory after all. After waking up, the reality is still cruel and numb. They can't see any hope."

"What has happened may not be changed, but what if you forget everything and start from scratch?"

Tang Sui's eyes on those who were falling asleep were equally indifferent.

"The original intention is that the people who came to the killing capital to practice have already died halfway, or were assimilated here, or are now in the inner city, and will never appear in the outer city like a stinky garbage collection site."

"People here are desperate, or there is no next tomorrow."

The black and red demonic power surged in Tang Sui's shadow, and it was also ready to move in the shadow of everyone who was enveloped by the demonic power.

"If there is no hope, create hope. If there is no bond, create bond."

"Humans always act together when stronger enemies appear, so when faced with monsters and difficulties stronger than them, they will definitely choose to cooperate temporarily. Fetters can also be created in this way."

Forget everything, and return to this hell after experiencing a good life, it will definitely break people's spirits. However, when they fall into despair again, it is the "God" she "created" who appears to lead these confused believers forward and reap the harvest. Moment of faith.

Consciousness is falling infinitely.

This kind of lightness, getting the feeling like a walking dead, is the daily state of their people in the outer city.

Then?

Then they heard a cheering sound.

She (he) seems to be being dragged out by her feet?

"Wow--!"

Babies' cries were shrill and harsh, but more voices were joyful.

"Born, born!"

"Congratulations, you are a healthy child!"

Who gave birth?
Isn't he (she) born?

Countless freshmen are staged in this grand world.

Children who "reincarnated" with memories soaked in this hotbed of another world, and grew up slowly under the care of their families or the influence of others.

This is a world similar to but completely different from the Douluo Dalu in their memory.

People here have no soul power, but there are believers and gods, and there are also fallen beasts and beast tides that are affected by darkness.

The Holy See is the disseminator of the belief in gods, and those who believe in gods more can have some strange abilities, such as different innate effects displayed by different martial arts.

At the beginning, some people were dismissive, too lazy to believe in the existence of any gods, and they didn't want to believe in them.

But when the people close to them are really in danger, their lover or themselves are really in a desperate situation, they can't help but be moved by the miracles they encounter.

—Who can deny the redemption obtained in this desperate situation?

Tang Sui, who fabricates the entire grand dream, is like a god, observing each free-developing dream in her own dark spiritual space, and reaching out to intervene at the right time.

At least she herself could not refuse such a redemption.

—— Digression——

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