Genjin: I don't want to fall in love with Yae Gongji

Chapter 182 The desperate truth, the past reappears

"During the Demon God War, the demon gods in the world used all their strength and wisdom to fight for the continent of Teyvat. But Heulia chose to escape. She believed that as long as she gave up before the fight happened, the war would never be affected. To yourself and your people.”

"However, in the long years of war, there will be no end to blind concessions."

"In the bottomless concession, Heulia lost all her land, leaving only the last shelter."

"In her last moments, she didn't even have a weapon she could raise to protect her people."

"This is the truth of the matter. In fact, the Arctic Ziwei Emperor has already told this truth halfway, but you are very paranoid and don't believe it."

"Because in your opinion, this god is a good friend of Morax, so what he said must be in favor of Morax." At this point, Zhong Li felt somewhat melancholy.

Wan Yan still didn't believe this so-called truth, so she looked at the broken sword on the stand.

It seemed that Zhongli had already predicted her guess. In order to confirm her guess, he continued talking.

"This broken sword is not a relic of the Salt Demon God, but... the murder weapon that killed her."

Wan Yan couldn't hold on any longer, "The murder weapon? No, this must be a lie. Everything you said is false. You want to undermine my belief in gods!"

As for the so-called disintegration of belief in gods, Zhongli did not bother to do this, and he continued to talk.

"As I said, I only state the facts of the matter, as for you to believe it or not!"

"This is unreasonable. You are also a believer of Morax. Don't try to lie to me with such words!"

After saying that, she wanted to run towards the depths of the ruins, but was blocked by Dongfang Muhan who cast an invisible barrier.

Then he spoke to Wan Yan in an extremely cold voice.

"You can never wake up people who are pretending to be asleep. For believers like you who cannot distinguish right from wrong, as you said yourself, what you hear is false and what you see is belief."

"Then since other people's words are not trustworthy, I will use my supreme power to recreate the past scenes one by one, shatter the hypocritical mask in your heart, and let the blood flow down."

"And this evidence of the truth is behind the stone gate. I will take you to witness it all."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Muhan removed the invisible barrier and walked towards the depths of the ruins holding the Yao Shenzi's catkin.

What Wan Yan just said still felt unbelievable, but she still followed. She also wanted to know the evidence of the truth of the matter.

Zhongli obviously understood what his old friend was doing. This kind of mental punishment was often more terrifying than death.

The difference is that death is short-lived, but mental torture lasts a lifetime.

Thinking of this, he just sighed and followed immediately.

……

The four of them came to a gate.

When the door opened, the entire space, except for the corpses, was a place similar to diffused salt.

"This is this." Wan Yan was shocked by this scene.

"This is the scene. Heulia's body collapsed, leaving only a few traces of salt. The scene of her death is also fixed here." Zhongli said to Wan Yan.

"As for the rest of the story, let me tell you. Later, some of her people realized that this kind but weak demon could not protect anyone in a war.

The Demon God War itself is very cruel. Instead of letting her go through the torture after defeat, it would be better to give her relatively easy relief. "At this point, Dongfang Muhan paused and continued.

"No matter how weak the demon god is, the power lost when he dies is beyond what a human body can withstand."

"So those who didn't escape all became what they are today."

"Having said that, let me comment on your ancestors. They are selfish and weak beings. How can a mortal decide his own destiny for the gods?"

"Besides, everything has a choice, the ability to decide one's own life and death, but your cowardly ancestors deprived Heulia of the ability to decide one's own life."

"And their so-called excuse is just to cover up their sin of assassinating the gods. Otherwise, after receiving the protection of the Rock King in the future, why would they distort the facts and spread this story orally?"

After saying these words, Dongfang Muhan used the power of time to fall on the salt on the ground and reproduce the scenes from thousands of years ago one by one.

After a moment, a picture appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and then a figure appeared.

A bunch of people were sitting around Heulia, one of them was holding a sharp sword and looking at the god beside him with tears in his eyes.

"Everyone knows that the war between demons and gods is extremely cruel, and our gods do not have the ability to protect us. Instead of making her suffer, it is better to relieve her now. Do you agree?"

When the others heard this, they were shocked at first, then came to their senses, and all said words of agreement.

At this time, Heulia was lying on the ground, and kept confessing to the believers: "I'm sorry, I... have no ability... to protect..."

When the sharp sword pierced her chest, Heulia's own divine power began to flow outward, and the person who killed her was instantly turned into a sculpture by this power.

"Everyone, run quickly!"

Unfortunately, even if someone realized that something was wrong, they still could not escape the dissipation of Heulia's own divine power, and they were all turned into sculptures by salt.

Wanyan looked at the scene on the screen. She did not expect that she actually saw Heulia, nor did she expect that Heulia was really killed by her ancestors.

So invisibly, she felt that her chest was painful as if it had been torn apart by a wild beast, and drops of blood fell invisibly.

What she believed in was ruthlessly torn apart at this moment, and even the faith in her heart showed signs of being broken.

The scene suddenly changed, and several villagers were holding broken swords, salt cups, and salt rulers respectively, and placed these three items in three places.

"Lady Heulia, please don't blame us. It's just that you are too cowardly and incapable of protecting us, so we have no choice but to find Morax and seek his asylum."

"Please, don't blame us, we can't bear to see you being ravaged by the devil."

After saying that, those people bowed three times and fled from here as fast as they could, as if they were afraid of something or unable to face the sin in their hearts.

Zhongli on the side watched all this with helplessness in his eyes.

How could this demon god, who had never resisted until the end, harbor resentment towards his own people?
At this time, Wan Yan was slumped on the ground. She did not expect that the god she believed in could be so weak.

And everything that happened in front of me was so real, as if it happened yesterday.

This kind of despair made her lose her mind and her emotions became extremely crazy.

"No, that's definitely not the case. You are all deceiving me. All of this is false. This is definitely not a fact that I believe!"

After saying these words, Wan Yan covered her head and quickly fled from here.

(End of this chapter)