People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 760: The Fire of Hatred Is Hard to Extinguish

Magdal and Shovel were confused as they were surrounded by applause.

Many people who were applauding because of the atmosphere were also a little confused.

A Sarkaz clapped his hands, nudged his companion, and asked:

"What happened?"

"I don't know. Anyway, His Highness has applauded, so we just need to respond."

The curious Sarkaz was unwilling to give up, and nudged his companion on the other side and asked:

"Did you figure out what was going on?"

"Rose, petals, a man and a woman, this is the legendary proposal!"

The Sarkaz said firmly.

The curious Sarkaz stood in awe.

On the other side, in the Victorian team, those Victorians who were applauding subconsciously had mixed feelings.

In this situation, everyone applauded, even Rhodes Island, who saved their town, participated. It would be a bit ungrateful for them not to cooperate.

However, seeing their own daughter running to find the Sarkaz on her own initiative, the townspeople felt a little uncomfortable.

"What happened to Magdal?"

"She usually interacts with that Sarkaz and helps him cultivate flowers. Now she is doing this again. I really don't know what she is thinking."

"Stay away from Magdar from now on. She's so close to the Sarkaz. Who knows what she's planning?"

In the crowd, Frieda listened to the whispers in her ears and clapped her hands absentmindedly.

Compared to these townspeople, she was the most conflicted person present.

Magdal was her friend, but she couldn't argue for Magdal.

Her father was the only victim after the Sarkaz came to the town.

The Sarkaz were her enemies, and if possible, she was the one who most wanted them to pay the price.

But she couldn't blame Magdal for anything. She had already learned from him that the Sarkaz named Shovel had risked his life to protect Magdal.

Qi Yan walked slowly to Theresa's side and asked:

"Has this kind of scene ever appeared in your dreams?"

"It's not just me, Tracy has also dreamed of this scenario." Theresa whispered, "Sarkaz, it would be great if we could really stand together with all the races.

But I can hear those discussions, and I can also feel the gap between the Sarkaz and all races.

These things don’t happen overnight, and they can’t be easily changed by building a friendship.”

Qi Yan shook his head: "I said, this is a small step for the Sarkaz, but a big step for this land. Everything must have a stage of development."

"not enough."

Theresa took out an Originium and held it between her fingertips. Her fair fingers gently stroked the angular Originium.

She spoke calmly, telling a cruel fact: "The hatred between the Sarkaz and the myriad races is endless. The sins that the Sarkaz have committed in Victoria will turn into hatred and take root in the hearts of Victorians, and eventually turn into fire and become the nutrient for war.

The crusades of the myriad races against the Sarkaz throughout their long history also left behind an inextinguishable flame of hatred. Even because of the existence of the many souls, this hatred is deeply engraved in the Sarkaz race, burning more fiercely than any other race."

"That's why you are so eager to summon the original Originium, wanting to use it to send away all the souls, allowing the Sarkaz to break free from history and truly move towards the future." Qi Yan sighed.

"So you already knew it." Theresa didn't think of hiding it.

"I know some, but I also have doubts." Qi Yan confessed, "You built the Tower of Babel and tried to change the relationship between the Sarkaz and the Myriad Races. Even if you failed in the end, you must have clearly realized that the chain of hatred should not continue.

But why do you condone everything Victoria does now? If Rhodes Island had not rushed to this town, when the altar was activated, these townspeople would have become nutrients for Anana's appearance before your eyes.

You, too, have become part of the chain of hatred."

"…Because I am also one of the souls."

Theresa calmly told a cruel truth.

Qi Yan stared at the beautiful girl in front of him.

Theresa was still Theresa, but she was dead, killed in a murder plot set up by the two people she loved deeply.

But Qi Yan did not feel any hatred or regret from the person in front of him.

"You guys," Qi Yan sighed, "Each of you either have lofty aspirations or are kind-hearted and noble...some of you don't seem like real people anymore."

Theresa smiled, and used her fingertips to transform the Originium into a white handkerchief, and helped Qi Yan wipe the red marks left on his mouth from chewing the petals.

"I am a person who has come back from the dead."

Theresa looked at Qi Yan's clean face again and squinted her eyes with satisfaction.

Until she realized that Qi Lin was staring at her beside Qi Yan.

"Well... I'll give it to you."

Theresa hesitated for a moment, then handed the handkerchief stained with a hint of red to Qi Lin, who put away the handkerchief stained with someone's scent with an expressionless face and continued to stare at Theresa.

Theresa: “…”

She looked at Qi Yan with a look of help.

But Qi Yan was in deep thought, as if he was stuck in some important choice.

Qi Lin suddenly took a step forward, came in front of Theresa, and opened his mouth to say something.

Theresa felt inexplicably nervous.

Qi Yan suddenly came back to his senses at this moment, and said anxiously before Qi Lin could:

"Xiao Te, since you are no longer limited to transforming Originium into flowers, can you transform other things as well?"

“…What do you want to transform?” Theresa had a bad feeling.

Qi Yan's face was full of excitement. He rubbed his hands like crazy and said with a wink:

"Help me transform into a gentle and obedient cat-eared maid who can perform delicious magic."

Theresa: “…”

Qi Lin: “…”

Without any communication, the two women raised their pink fists at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, hitting Qi Yan's abdomen with standard inch punch posture.

Qi Yan was beaten to his knees on the spot, and his whole body lost color.

The Doctor was about to come over not far away, but when he saw this, he turned around 180 degrees smoothly and went back to continue telling riddles to Kal'tsit.

The two girls flexed their wrists, one regained her gentle temperament, and the other became indifferent to everything again.

Things in Brentwood were not delayed because of Qi Yan's fall. Led by the people of Rhodes Island, the Sarkaz walked outside the town and waited for transfer.

Magdal turned around and prepared to return to the townspeople, but was stopped by Kulusir.

"Are you interested in visiting Rhodes Island?" Krusil took the initiative to extend an olive branch.

Magdal smiled and said sincerely:

“I know what Miss Klushel is worried about, but I am not planning to leave town for the time being. This is my home.

It was my decision to give flowers to Shovel. When I made this decision, I had already anticipated the alienation that the townspeople would have towards me in the future."

"You have to think carefully. This is not a problem that can be solved by just a few nice words." Klushier reminded her, "People's prejudices are like a mountain, enough to overwhelm anyone."

"Maybe, but at least now I can see something different through the so-called stereotypes."

Magdar looked back at the Sarkaz troops in the distance.

Mastema is raising his staff, using the power of time to transfer the Sarkaz.

The turbulence created wind and waves that blew against the Sarkaz, blowing off the hoods and masks of many of them, revealing their true faces.

Magdal saw the shovel.

The corners of her mouth raised.

What? It turns out that the face under the shovel mask is not ferocious at all, just an... ordinary person.