Thank you, man is in heaven and has become God

"Could it be a bad game?"

The young god rubbed his chin and guessed so.

"It feels so fragile..."

"Yahwei!"

Seeing Yawei's actions, Nangong Nayue couldn't help but turn dark.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem!"

Yawei could naturally guess Nangong's worries about his best friend that month, so he waved his hand.

"As the saying goes, if you can't break it, you can't build it, just leave it to me."

"........."

Although Yawei is often out of shape, he has never lost the chain at critical moments.

Therefore, in the end Nangong chose to believe in Yawei that month.

Go out with Black Cat and the others, close the door, only Yawei and Xiandumu Aye are left in the dark and narrow bedroom.

"why……"

It seemed that because only Yawei was left by his side, Xiandumu Aye finally spoke.

Her voice was extremely hoarse, completely no longer confident and indifferent before.

"what why?"

Yawei walked to her side, knowingly asked the question.

"Obviously as long as there are no demons and magic, the world will usher in true peace...why..."

Xiandumu Aye bit her reddened lips, her eyes full of confusion and unwillingness.

Magic and demons are the source of evil, as long as these are eliminated, the world can usher in true peace!

This is the belief that Xiandumu Aye has insisted on for so many years.

Chapter 110 Two: Xiandumu Aye's decision

It is precisely because she believes in this very firmly that she wants to use the dark oath to create a world without magic and demons.

Even if she was imprisoned by Nangong that month, she never gave up, waiting for the opportunity to get out of it and fulfill her dream.

However, the facts she learned today told her that the world has not become better after losing magic and demons, but...

It just got worse!

What the hell... did it go wrong?

Could it be that everything she has insisted on for so many years is really wrong?

For Xiandumu Aye, it was tantamount to denying everything about herself, how could she admit it?

But if she is right, is the history of the world wrong?

Xiandumu Aye was not so arrogant yet.

and so……

"is it my fault?"

"Yes, just like I said before..."

Looking at Xiandumu Aye, who had broken faith and doubted herself, Yawei directly affirmed her thoughts.

"Your idea... is as unrealistic as a child who is having trouble."

"........."

If it had been before, she might have felt angry when she heard Yahweh make such a judgment.

But now... there is only silence.

"So, you want to know where exactly you went wrong?"

Yawei's words made the clerk's witch's hollow crimson eyes glow.

Yes, she was wrong...

But where did she go wrong?

Facing Xiandumu Aye's eyes seeking knowledge, Yawei held her hand.

"Language is pale after all, let me take you to see it!"

After speaking, with a slight movement of his thoughts, the surrounding scenes began to change.

The dark room suddenly became open, and the roar of guns and fighter planes suddenly rang in the ears. Countless soldiers in uniform were fighting on the battlefield, and tanks were criss-crossing the crowd. Xiandumu Aye could even smell the flames of war. The smell of gunpowder.

"This is……?"

"It's just a remnant of the past,"

Yahweh said so.

"A little trick worth noting."

"And the facts are obvious, even in a world without magic, war still exists, even more cruel."

With a thought, the surrounding scene changed again.

This time, it was a high-ranking nobleman in a foreign country who enslaved and oppressed his own kind.

The scene turns again, the embarrassed loser wanders to a foreign land, the aborigines show kindness, but what they get in the end is the flashing light of the muzzle of the gun...

War, oppression, plunder, betrayal, discrimination, violence...

This is the ideal world that Xiandumu Aye longs for without magic.

However, such a world has nothing to do with beauty.

even……

Compared with the original world, it seems to be worse.

And the surrounding pictures kept changing, and it also came to the scene that Xiandumu Aye cared most about.

A woman in common clothes was tied to the stake, and with the igniting of the flame, her life came to an end.

And this is the darkest witch hunt of the European Middle Ages.

"They... are just ordinary people..."

Xiandumu Aye spoke again, his tone full of puzzlement.

"Why was it..."

Xiandumu Aye will come to this point, and the discrimination she received as a witch when she was young actually accounts for a large part of the reason.

And she believes that the reason why witches are discriminated against is because of the power in them that is different from ordinary people, because there are magic and demons in this false world.

As long as the magic is eliminated and the witch becomes like ordinary people, no longer special, will she not be discriminated against?

However, in fact, if the magic is lost, the persecution suffered by the witch will be more serious, even...

Even ordinary people who are not witches will be named witches and tied to the stake.

What she's doing will only make things worse for the Witch...

This discovery made her extremely painful.

"Obviously there is no magic anymore, but the experience of the witch doesn't seem to get any better."

Just when Xiandumu Aye was about to be dragged into the abyss by the thoughts he wove, Yawei's voice suddenly sounded.

It was obviously not special, but it easily calmed her down.

"Obviously an ordinary person, but the persecution suffered even more than that of a witch..."

"You must think that these are very unreasonable?"

"...Please ask your Majesty to clarify."

At this time, Xiandumu Aye had truly recognized the identity of Yawei God.

I want to answer the confusion and questions in my heart through the omniscient god.

"The answer is actually not complicated,"

Although the person beside her was not his own believer, Yahweh did not hesitate to give her the answer.

"The simplest way to put it is that people in this era need a simple and appropriate "reason" for the tragedies and disasters that have happened to them. "

"And this reason..."

"...the so-called "witch"! "

"A...reason..."

However, after hearing Yawei's explanation, Xiandumu Aye seemed to have thought of something, and his body trembled slightly.

"Yeah, it's like..."

There was a smile on the corner of Yawei's mouth, without any emotional meaning, but Xiandumu Aye felt inexplicably ridiculed.

"……You too!"

"Like you..."

"...Ascribe the discrimination I have suffered as a witch, and even all the evils in the world, to "magic"! "

"........."

Xiandumu Aye pursed his lips, his face turned pale.

"War, betrayal, plunder, killing..."

Yawei didn't care about Xiandumu Aye's reaction, and continued.

"...even the discrimination suffered by witches is rooted in the evil in human hearts."

"From the very beginning, it has nothing to do with magic!"