Elam was silent.

He was thinking, thinking with all his strength, thinking about the context behind all this, and his brother's true purpose.

He was not stupid, the smart boy figured it out quickly.

"If there were no perpetual motion machine." Elan said softly: "The fifth-level powerhouses would not care about the opinions of civilians at all. They don't care about all this, and it really has nothing to do with them. What they do can even be called

They are the gods who protect us, resisting all monsters and natural disasters, as well as the invasion of others. They have done a good enough job."

"This is the 'legal principle' of governance. They are the well-deserved and irreplaceable kings and rulers of this world."

"But because there is a perpetual motion machine, and if they want a perpetual motion machine, they have to do more. Reasonableness is useless. You have to give twice as much to make people feel 'love', just like how parents treat two people fairly.

Children, both children will feel that the other is more favored and they are left out."

"They are one step behind my brother...my brother stands on the high point of 'righteousness', and no one can be higher than you."

"This is the real declaration of war - because brother, you have something they don't have, and this will indeed attract everyone in this continent to yearn for your rule."

"But this is Terra."

Raising his head, Elan's eyes flashed with light, and he said seriously to Ian: "Brother, this is Terra. Terra who respects strength and the strong."

"Ethereal righteousness can only bring potential advantages. As long as someone can defeat you and admit their mistakes, they can also have such 'righteousness'!"

"Yes." Ian smiled: "The premise is that you defeat me."

"It's not me who challenges them to defeat, it's them who challenge me to defeat."

"I stand at a high place, and they need to climb to the top of the mountain to be qualified to challenge me."

"Just wait."

Ian expanded the light screen: "Soon, there will be the first challenger."

"And, Elan, that's all I'll say to you."

The prophet lowered his voice, closed his eyes, and whispered his true inner thoughts to his brother: "The fifth energy level originally originated from 'ordinary people'."

"Sixteen hundred years ago, there was the disaster of falling from the sky. It was the forerunners who selflessly spread all knowledge and passed it on to everyone in every shelter."

"During the Lost Era, all the Terrans in the Sanctuary selflessly contributed everything they had, pooled technology, reorganized resources, and created the 'original fifth energy level'."

"At that time, were some people selfish? Do some people think that protecting their compatriots is a kind of sacrifice? Do some people think that becoming the fifth energy level means becoming another more powerful existence?"

"Yes, the fifth energy level at that time may not be able to survive for more than forty-eight hours and cannot afford more than two battles. Everyone selected is a victim of power."

"But do you think you are choosing someone to sacrifice?"

"No... the Terran people of that era came forward on their own initiative. Everyone wished they could die first, bear the power that was enough to destroy themselves, and fight against the enemies of civilization."

"You are slow, your performance is not good enough, and you are not respected by others. You are not worthy of this mortal sacrifice."

"And these original fifth energy levels all died. The death of one fifth energy level after another was the only way to defeat those alien gods. The sacrifices of generation after generation laid the foundation of the new era."

"All the current fifth energy levels are just 'successful successors' based on the selfless sacrifices of the previous generations of Terran people. Do they protect all living beings? This is their responsibility and obligation! Stabilize the data of the fifth energy level bloodline

, those technologies, those resources, are they all obtained by themselves? They are all trophies of the sacrifices of their predecessors! Their original source is the contribution of all shelter people, [all humans]!"

"Of course, they were chosen for their reasons, but if you insist on saying that only they can do it and sacrifice, it's nonsense. They are just people who got rich first, because of insufficient resources, so

You must choose one to achieve success and protect everyone."

"This is their obligation, not 'payment'."

"Elan." Ian looked around the world: "I will not say these words to anyone except you. You have retrospective vision, you can see the real history of the past, but others cannot see it, they can only imagine,

So ignore it.”

"These words are 'reasonable' but meaningless words."

"One thousand six hundred years later, there are countless ways to argue. Even if it is the 'real truth', they will find many reasons to convince themselves."

"The origins thousands of years ago are too far away from the present. For those who have gained fifth-level power because of their bloodline, this is not an accusation. They will not feel it. There are even some people.

I feel like this is a constraint, just like generations of sun birds, desperate and almost crazy."

"It is useless to talk to them about obligations. Only noble people will feel guilty and reflect. Most people will only think, 'What does this have to do with me?'"

"Morality is useless, so I don't want morality, I just want 'righteousness' in name. It makes them troubled and angry, and they will lose if they don't take action."

"And in the end, I will use my strength to conquer."

"This is the most common legal principle in Terra today."

Elan silently wrote it down.

The debate in the light curtain continues.

[So, you spread the fifth-level bloodline? 】

The Light Controlling King calmed down. He fully understood that this was the arrogant provocation of the Silver Peak Prophet - but he was not qualified to respond. He was only the fourth energy level. Although it was already very high, he could only look up to the fourth energy level.

.

He stared at his son and said in a deep voice: [Because the fifth energy level is the property of all mankind, so you want to spread it so that everyone can get it? 】

"What else? Father."

Ace responded seriously: "Don't all the inequalities in this world stem from this? A strong bloodline is more powerful than a low-level bloodline. The soul light group is an insect-type monster that can suppress all spiritual light systems, as if it were ruled by a king.

People. Such bloodline suppression makes human beings unable to be equal even if they obtain the arcane path."

"In this case, it is better for everyone to practice a similar and powerful fifth-level bloodline. Anyway, according to people's talents, most people will be stuck at the first level, and a small number will be stuck at the second level. Only true geniuses can

Can reach the third energy level."

"There will still be classes and differences, but it will be much fairer than before."

"What's wrong with this?"

——You don’t care at all about the glory of your ancestors and the uniqueness of your family!

The King of Light Control looked grim, but he understood very well what the meaning of ancestors and family was to Ace? He indeed did not pay any attention to his son, so why did he have any sympathy for the family and himself?

Li Xin, what sense of honor do you have?

[This is the retribution I deserve, I finally understand this sentence]

The Light Controlling King let out a long breath, but he laughed: [Yes. Ace, you are welcome back. You are indeed right. The right path for the future of the arcane path seems to be to popularize blood and let people use their talents.

It depends on the level of effort]

[The fifth-level bloodline, since the emergence of the arcane path, is destined to be popularized one day. I never doubted this, but I didn’t expect it to happen so quickly. The Silver Peak Prophet was so aggressive. I originally thought it was very

I thought highly of him, but I didn’t expect to underestimate him.]

[But, Ace. I can not question the arcane path, but you, I must question it]

The Light Controlling King looked at the determined missionary. He raised his hand and pointed at the 'son' in front of him: [Ais Niemathas, Flying Flame Land's Eastward Campaign, Devil Legion forward lurker, military rank major]

[You rebelled against the country after being captured by the Silver Peak Leader, causing heavy losses to Feiyan Land’s national strategy. Now you return home privately without being pardoned]

At this moment, the light on the Light Controlling King's fingers shines brighter and brighter, and his voice is as cold as ice: [Ace, you must die]

"All criticism with words is inferior to criticism with force. Your Excellency is indeed right."

Ace Niemathas also laughed. The succubus preacher raised his hand and grasped the core of his necklace. Then, just before the light burst out from his father's hand, he shouted loudly.

Said: "Sir, save me!"

As soon as these words came out, Elan saw his brother point his finger in the sky in the Baisen Mountains. The light spanned the virtual realm, transcended time and space, and followed the veins that he couldn't even see where to go, until it reached the distant place.

And Ace also immediately saw that a white figure suddenly appeared in front of him, which made him feel extremely relieved. The phantom also pointed forward, and the invisible and immaterial power came first and took away the light in the hand of the King of Light.

The force overwhelmed him, making him unstable and taking dozens of steps back.

Behind him, terrifying power shot out of his body and penetrated diagonally into the sky, causing the clouds in the sunset sky to be stirred up and turned into a huge colorful vortex.

【How, how could this happen?!】

Raising his head, ether surged all over his body. He was almost hit by a random finger in the air, disrupting the flow of ether all over his body. The self-explosion and serious injury caused the King of Light to look forward in shock. The white shadow had dissipated, but he was still staring at it.

The terminal on Ace's chest exudes cyan light: [You can defeat me if you use your strength in the air?!]

Then, he said angrily: [Ian Yinfeng, how dare you contribute to my Feiyan Land?!]

[I judge traitors in my own country, do I need you to comment?!]

But no one responded to him. The white figure had dissipated.

Only the remaining radiance of spiritual energy was flying all over the sky, leaving a trace in front of the Light Controlling King and speaking silently.

——You can only go here, not beyond.
Chapter completed!