The next morning, people gathered inside and outside the Holy City. They were everywhere in the streets, alleys, squares, and rooftops.

These people are all here to witness the holy ceremony. After all, after noon, the source of death will be wiped out.

Without this source, the Death Realm Virus will naturally disappear in Daxia, and this will be the rebirth of the human race.

At this moment, in the center of the holy city, around the holy altar of the church's holy court, there were even more believers standing.

Not only were the Holy Cloth Bishops present, the Punishment Knights were also wearing holy armor, holding holy swords, and were fully armed in front of the holy altar.

A large amount of defense force protected the Holy Palace like an iron barrel.

Because Yan Lu knew that today might not be peaceful.

But...he is in no hurry.

At this moment, Mei Qian was tied to the execution rack.

The whole person was kneeling on the ground, the soles of his feet were pierced and nailed to the ground, and the palms of his hands were also pierced by holy nails and fixed on the cross.

His body was bound and entangled with thorns of punishment, and the sharp spikes pierced his flesh and blood. Mei Qian's whole body was dripping with blood.

He was kneeling and fixed on the altar, unable to move. Under his knees, blood had gathered into a small puddle.

All the restraint rings were locked again. Although the black mist continued to separate, it was trapped by the holy wall barrier, which continuously transferred the black mist underground, allowing people to see Mei Qian's face clearly.

At this moment, Mei Qian's eyes were empty, staring at the ground aimlessly, having completely given up resistance.

When they saw Mei Qian on the holy sacrifice rack, people were completely excited and shouted:

"Holy Sacrifice Mei Qian, eliminate the realm of death, and restore a bright and prosperous world to Daxia!"

"He shouldn't be alive in this world. Xia Jing has killed millions of people, and the Death Realm virus has killed tens of millions of people. This crime deserves death! Even the Holy Sacrifice gave him an advantage!"

"If this disaster star doesn't die, Daxia and the human race will be killed by him sooner or later. He will only bring bad luck. Such a guy doesn't deserve to live at all!"

"Burn him! Burn him! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

People shouted like crazy, kill Mei Qian, and threw rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, stones, and even shit at Mei Qian.

Through the barrier of the holy wall, it hit Mei Qian.

Mei Qian, who was already dripping with blood, became even more embarrassed.

He...can't even feel the pain anymore...

I saw him raising his head and looking towards the Holy Gate, with a sad smile on his face.

If it's really me who caused all this.

Then I... can die and restore the health of the human race...

But why, why is this person me.

If my life is destined to bring bad luck to people...

Then why should I be born in this world and endure all kinds of sufferings?

I... just want to live a normal life and be happy with my friends.

What exactly did I do wrong?

Just die...or die like this, at least the death virus will disappear, and at least people can survive.

At least...I don't have to endure all the pain anymore.

At this moment, Mei Qian...has the will to die...

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But at this time, Ye Weiyang collapsed and held her head, looking at the Mei Qian on the holy altar with tears in her eyes.

"Why...why is this happening? What did he do wrong? Why must he die!"

Ye Weiyang was struggling so hard inside that she almost collapsed!

Nian Chu said calmly: "One person's life is insignificant compared to the lives of hundreds of millions of people."

"He's not wrong...but he's also wrong!"

"His fault is that he shouldn't be alive!"

"Weiyang, don't be stupid. If you save him, it will be equivalent to pushing hundreds of millions of people into the abyss..."

"If you continue to be interrupted, you will inevitably suffer chaos. You will have to pass this test. If you can't stand it, then... close your eyes!"

Ye Weiyang gritted her teeth, feeling as if her heart was torn apart, but...after all, she slowly closed her eyes.

How can people who are kept in the dark know the truth?

Among the crowd in the Holy City, Shu Ge held his head and broke down crying.

She couldn't bear Mei Qian's suffering, but when she looked back, she saw her seriously ill parents behind her.

How can she choose?

If Mei Qian doesn't die, the holy medicine will stop, and his parents will die. But why should Mei Qian die because of this?

I want to tell everyone that all this may have nothing to do with Mei Qian, but how can she argue with hundreds of millions of mouths?

I want to save Mei Qian, but...how can I save it?

Struggle, powerlessness, self-blame, guilt, all kinds of emotions are like knives, tearing Shu Ge's heart bit by bit.

Time passed little by little, and it was getting closer to noon.

Yan Lu looked calmly outside the city, as if waiting for something.

He is waiting for Daxia to take action. Once he does, the power of the human race will really fall into my hands.

If they don't take action, they won't be able to pass through any level.

He will die regardless of whether he is saved or not!

How can these guys really tolerate it?

However, at this moment, there were bursts of noise coming from outside the city.

"Then...what is that?"

At this moment, everyone looked outside the city in the direction that the man was pointing.

Outside the city, I saw the blue sky and white clouds, the crisp autumn air, and the biting autumn wind blowing the fallen leaves high into the sky, blowing up bursts of wind and sand...

A figure appeared in the wind and sand, and gradually solidified.

It was Jiang Jiuli.

I saw her dressed in white, standing among the fallen leaves and windy sand. The autumn wind was blowing her long hair wantonly, and the broken hair was dancing in front of her eyes.

He placed one hand casually on the hilt of the sword, with firm eyes, stepping towards the holy city in front of him step by step.

Ye Weiyang was confused, and so was Shu Ge.

Is it Jiang Jiuli? Is she crazy?

Coming to the Holy City alone with a sword in hand?

What is she going to do?

At this moment, a sound of air explosion was heard, and a bloody light shot down from the sky, striking the ground hard. The ground shook and the bloody light roared.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a black coffin was stuck sideways on the ground. The coffin was dripping with blood. Just looking at it made people feel cold all over.

And there was a person standing on the blood coffin.

Dressed in black, wearing a devil mask, the token around his waist marks his identity as the executioner.

Lu Chen slowly took off his mask and put it in his arms, his eyes glowing red.

"Put on the mask, I am the executioner Rakshasa!"

"Take off the mask, and I... am Lu Chen!"

"Lu Chen, return to the team!"

As he spoke, Lu Chen jumped off the coffin, put the black coffin on his shoulders, pulled out a bloody blade from it and held it in his hand. He followed Jiang Jiuli's footsteps, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Today! I'll give you damn scum...their end!"

After Lu Chen, an autumn wind blew, and Tao Yaoyao's body suddenly appeared.

She was just suspended in mid-air. Every time she took a step, a light array bloomed under her feet, and her eyes were full of coldness.

"Team member Tao Yaoyao! Return to the team!"

"boom!"

A flash of golden light hit the ground, and Mo Wanrou in military uniform returned.

He tore off his epaulettes and took off his military uniform.

The dazzling golden holy armor grows on the surface of its skin, covering its whole body. The majestic body of more than two meters gives people the ultimate sense of security!
Chapter completed!