82 Chapter 81

Just as Lin Yuan suppressed the Sun-Moon Spear not long ago.

In the remaining thirty-five countries of the Central Plains, to be precise, in the ancestral lands of these thirty-five countries' divine weapons.

A massive spiritual fluctuation is awakening.

"Where is Old Eighteen?"

"Why did Old Eighteen's aura disappear?"

"What happened? Could it be that Old Eighteen actively isolated his own aura?"

"Could there be an accident?"

"We divine weapons, overlooking all living beings, what accident could happen?"

Dozens of massive divine consciousnesses, following the connection in the unknown, began to communicate.

Divine weapons originate from the rules of heaven and earth, so as long as they are willing, they can easily sense the aura of other divine weapons, provided that the divine weapon does not actively isolate its aura.

"Regardless of what happened, this period is crucial for us to take that step. Even if you are consuming sacrifices, be careful and try not to reveal your true form as much as possible."

A massive spiritual fluctuation comes, coming from a tower-shaped divine weapon.

This tower-shaped divine weapon was the first divine weapon forged by the ancient divine being in ancient times, and among the thirty-six divine weapons, or rather among the hundred divine weapons, it can be considered the strongest.

Time passes.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Compared to the past, these ten years can be described as turbulent.

The conflict between the Anti-God Society and the thirty-six countries of the Central Plains has further escalated.

Originally, divine weapons sacrificing sentient beings as food had already caused dissatisfaction among many people in the world.

After all, what's the difference between them and the livestock they raise?

But under the powerful suppression of the thirty-six countries of the Central Plains, this dissatisfaction can only be deeply buried.

There was no way.

Without a leader stepping forward, even if they are dissatisfied and unwilling, they cannot gather.

But this time, the Anti-God Society took the initiative to play the role of a 'leader', calling on the people of the world to stand up and resist, no longer becoming thoughtless 'livestock'.

Great Xia Dynasty.

Capital city.

Inside a tavern.

A storyteller is passionately speaking.

"Everyone, the thirty-six countries of the Central Plains regard us as livestock, as livestock raised by divine weapons. But why?"

"We don't care, we're already old, but our children, our grandchildren, our great-grandchildren, why should they be like this? Why should divine weapons be high and mighty, while we become their food? Why can divine weapons overlook all living beings, while we have to be looked down upon? Why can divine weapons decide everything, while we are the ones being decided upon?" (I wonder what would happen if the pigs think this way :D)

The storyteller is naturally a member of the Anti-God Society, and he came here to promote the ideology of the Anti-God Society and awaken the resistance in the hearts of the people.

"Good."

"Yes, why?"

"I was born a human, why should I become food?"

The guests in the tavern immediately became excited. If it was just them, it would be fine, but their descendants, the descendants of their descendants, are all living like numb livestock.

This is simply unbearable.

"We must resist."

"Resist divine weapons!"

A young man excitedly stood up. His name is Xu Chong. Not long ago, his father was forcibly conscripted by the Great Xia Dynasty and became a sacrifice.

In fact, it should have been him as the sacrifice, but his father resolutely went to his death for him.

Now, hearing these words, he is immediately blinded by anger and stands up to echo the words of the storyteller.

Not only Xu Chong, but other people are also like this.

After long years of accumulation, there are definitely many people who harbor resentment against divine weapons.

At the same time.

On the high platform.

The storyteller scans the surroundings.

Inside him, a piece of an evil weapon with a completeness of seventy percent quickly senses someone.

"It's that person, with a powerful innate spirit, should be suitable to become a Warrior Commander." The evil weapon locks onto Xu Chong.

"Good."

The storyteller nods slightly.

Remembered Xu Chong's appearance.

"Bad news, bad news."

"The officials are coming."

At this moment, someone rushes into the tavern in a hurry.

"Everyone, don't worry."

The storyteller immediately stands up.

"Under the table, there's a secret passage. If you're worried about meeting the officials, you can leave through this secret passage."

The storyteller waves his hand, and a one-meter-high entrance appears.

Immediately.

A large number of customers begin to leave through the secret passage.

What a joke.

Expressions like those advocating the slogans of the Anti-God Society may sound comforting.

However, if caught by the officials, it would undoubtedly result in being directly designated as a sacrifice, offered to the divine weapons for consumption the next time.

"I acted impulsively."

Quickly walking out of the secret passage, Xu Chong's forehead breaks into a cold sweat.

At this moment, he realizes that responding to that storyteller was indeed unwise.

No matter how powerful the Anti-God Society is, the current Central Plains Thirty-Six Countries are the absolute rulers.

His recent actions, if leaked out, could bring calamity to his entire family.

"I can't die."

"I still have a mother to support, and my sister has not yet married."

Xu Chong keeps thinking about this in his mind.

"But."

"That speech just now, saying it out loud, it felt really great."

For some reason, the thought suddenly flashes through Xu Chong's mind.

Just as Xu Chong is regaining his composure, intending to return home.

A figure emerges from the shadows ahead.

Xu Chong takes a closer look.

It's the storyteller from earlier.

"Young friend."

Seeing Xu Chong, the storyteller reveals a smile on his face.

"Would you be willing to join us in overthrowing the rule of the divine weapons?"

...

Entrance to the underground palace.

Sikong Lun looks at Xu Chong, whose gaze is blank, and nods slightly, saying, "You come in with me."

"Alright."

Xu Chong nods.

Even now, he feels like he's still in a dream.

Since being stopped by that storyteller and asked if he was willing to join in overthrowing the rule of the divine weapons.

Xu Chong inexplicably agreed.

He didn't even think, he just agreed outright.

Then he was taken away by that storyteller, tossed and turned, and finally arrived here.

"My mother and sister..."

Walking behind Sikong Lun, Xu Chong couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry, your mother will be taken care of properly, and you don't have to worry too much about your sister. Since you've joined the Anti-God Society, these concerns will definitely be resolved."

"Even in the future."

When Sikong Lun says this, he pauses for a moment before continuing, "If the Anti-God Society loses, and we are besieged by the Thirty-Six Countries, your family won't be implicated."

"That's good."

Hearing this, Xu Chong slightly relaxes.

For some reason, he completely believes Sikong Lun's words.

The two walk along the underground passage, heading deeper.

"Sir."

Xu Chong doesn't know what to call Sikong Lun, so he can only address him as 'sir.'

"Where are we going now?"

Xu Chong expresses his doubts.

The storyteller only told him that they were going to see an important person, but didn't reveal any specifics.

"I'm taking you to see someone."

Sikong Lun doesn't hide anything and adds, "We're going to meet the most important person in the Anti-God Society. If it weren't for him, the current Anti-God Society would still be hiding in the sewers like rats."

"Ah?"

Hearing this, Xu Chong is dumbfounded and instinctively asks, "Then he must be very powerful."

"Naturally, he's very powerful."

Sikong Lun says it matter-of-factly.

In Sikong Lun's eyes, there's no one he has seen under the heavens and the earth who is stronger than Lin Yuan.

"So that's how it is."

Xu Chong nods vaguely, trying again, "Is he a Warrior Commander?"

In Xu Chong's understanding, among the Thirty-Six Countries of the Central Plains, aside from the divine weapons, Warrior Commanders are the most powerful.

Warrior Commanders can activate divine weapons and harness their power.

Even someone as strong as the Blood Refining Martial Saint, when facing a Warrior Commander, becomes as fragile as an ant.

"A Warrior Commander?"

Sikong Lun pauses for a moment, a hint of disdain appearing on his face.

In Sikong Lun's eyes, the so-called divine weapon wielders, both for divine weapons and evil weapons, in Lin Yuan's eyes, they are all just trivial beings, not worth mentioning.

If one were to associate Lin Yuan with divine weapons and evil weapons...

He is the Commander of Weapons.

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The final battle is coming...

I need POWAAAA :D

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