How long has it been?

Shilovkin looked at those who had been silently waiting in the Divine Country. Even though time in the Divine Country has frozen, the solitude in the heart had only increased day by day.

As its Favored Clan, they had always expected to serve him, to demonstrate its worth.

But what about himself? He inexplicably lost the War Beyond the Abyss, then inexplicably reincarnated, living a few decades of false comfort.

"I'm sorry..."

Shilovkin nodded, pleading:

"I hope everyone dies for me."

With those words, the playful Rabbit People quieted down completely.

"Your Excellency..."

"What does this mean?"

"We... will die?"

"I need Strength, without enough Strength, I can't break through the wall of protection of the Player Plyer."

Shilovkin lowered his head:

"To achieve this, I need extremely powerful Divine Power, and the strength I have now is simply not enough."

"If I am to shatter the energy barrier at the Councilor Level, sacrificing my Favored Clan, which is you all, is the only choice."

"I know this is excessive, but if I don't do it, the future revolution cannot progress. So..."

"Wuwu…" a Rabbit Person started crying: "Wuah! Why, why!"

With its cry, more Rabbit People began crying.

Shilovkin felt even more ashamed.

Indeed, whose life isn't a life? Sacrificing others' lives so casually, how is that any different from the likes of Lai Anding?

"Sorry, I'm simply not strong enough—"

"Why!"

The Rabbit People wailed:

"Why are you lowering yourself so much!?"

"I am sorry—uh?"

Shilovkin was taken aback.

He looked forward, the Rabbit People were all showing faces of guilt and pain.

"What on earth have you gone through, Your Excellency Shilovkin, in our absence, who bullied you?"

"Right, it is natural for Deities to take the lives of Favored Clan, it is you who gave us the meaning of survival, without you, we are nothing."

"Your Excellency Shilovkin, surely someone must have wronged you when we weren't around, otherwise how could you become so weak, unable to even sacrifice us Rabbit People."

The Rabbit People were not frightened or saddened by their deaths.

Quite the opposite, they thought for themselves until this moment.

"I just saw Gio Zieou's name, damn it! It's definitely this stupid bull picking on our Excellency!"

"That ledger has Lai Anding's name, can't stand our Excellency's great looks and knowledge, eh! Brothers, end that old witch!"

"We die, so be it, but our Excellency as the Spiritual Warrior's dignity should not be lost! The original Primordial Abyss Warriors were so mighty, revered both Within and Beyond the Starry Abyss, Your Excellency Shilovkin, as your Favored Clan, I faithfully suggest you be stronger and more decisive, lest our morale perishes..."

"To take down a Senator, huh? For us Dispatchers to live to see such a day, glory, truly glorious!"

Listening to the roars and shouts of the Favored Clan, Shilovkin found it hard to calm down for a long time.

He finally understood that for the Starry Abyss, it was not just the status of a universal ruler that was lost, but the past courage to face death without hesitation was also steadily erased in the comfortable life of the Primordial Abyss.

"...I do not wish to glorify suffering, but true courage can only truly burst forth at the brink of despair."

Pacification, concessions, softness, surrender, decay.

More and more, increasingly defunct ideas were continuously corrupting the Primordial God Clan of the Abyss, their former glory and courage gone forever, the edge of the Samurai's sword blunting in the limitless safety world weaved by the nipple entertainment and Cognition Filter.

Yes, peace is naturally a good thing.

But if peace comes through surrender, then it is better not to have it!

"Once we were a great Species, the Primordial God Clan, it birthed countless Heroes and martyrs, many were corrupted into Evil Gods, a challenging and ancient Species, it bred the aloof Deities unbothered by mortal affairs and the blood-fighting, worldly suffering Samurai."

"Oshen once told me to endure, to accumulate Strength, but now the opportunity is in front of me, I cannot bear to see my brothers and compatriots continue to be persecuted by the Cognition Filter and Lai Anding! Decaying both body and mind, thoughtlessly numb, losing the courage to see blood with bayonets, leaving only cowardice and compromise!"

"Now, I understand, what Primordial Abyss truly lacks is not technique or strength, but our spirit which was weakened, crippled, and broken by the Destroyer and Society!"

Shilovkin picked up a Favored Clan, gently stroking its furry long ears, more determined:

"My Favored Clan, heed my command!"

The Rabbit People instantly stood in neat lines, on the vast white sands of Primordial Abyss, they were as small as stars.

But stars can also shine.

Shilovkin raised his hand high, the golden Gate behind him was lifted into the sky by an invisible great force, ramming through the dimensional membrane with the fierceness of an icebreaker, arriving within the Primordial Abyss.

Suspended in the starry sky, that shimmering structure, resembling a bizarre golden pentagonal, was the very essence of the Divine Country.

"I understand now, this Cognition Filter is not preventing us from knowing the truth but removing and suppressing our bloodthirsty spirit and fighting will."

As a non-combat Deity, Shilovkin could see this more easily than others.

Oshen, Elevent, Atreya Nightwind, Gio Zieou, and other Deities, never lacked strength.

Why did Leoz, that pawn, achieve unprecedented feats never to be seen again?

—Because he was fearless.

"Just finding Gio Zieou isn't enough, more must realize this Cognition Filter issue, more must awaken, break free from the world that shackles thought, and reclaim the resolve to fight!"

The Primordial Abyss was rotten, decayed.

Then it must be shattered, to purge the evil habits from the Spiritual Warriors, to bring down Lai Anding, and among the ruins and debris, little by little, to reforge the spirit of Deities.

Shilovkin took a deep breath, flames erupted in the Divine Country, and one by one, the Favored Clan below caught fire, transforming into golden Divine Power in an instant, returning to Shilovkin's body.

Clack!

Jiang Zhanguo stopped the car, hurriedly turned toward Oshen in the back seat:

"Something's wrong! Oshen, do you sense it?"

"This aura instinctively makes me feel threatened." Next to him, Yin Shuwen pulled at his tie, feeling breathless as if suffocating: "Someone is detonating their Divine Country!"

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