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Having tasted the sweetness, Morrigan continued to paralyze himself.
While constructing an image of Jiang Lu in the divine realm in her mind, she figured out what she would say if it were him.
Unknowingly, Morrigan's consciousness resonated wonderfully with the ideology left to her by Jiang Lu.
The two seemed to have reached a perfect fusion at this moment.
"Rescue is not a kind of death.
It is known that people after death will go to the other world and become an ordinary living being in the other world.
So rescuing people who should have died is denying their existence in the other world.
Therefore, saving a person in the lower world is equivalent to killing a person in the other world.
According to Jiang's theory of relativity, saving people is equivalent to killing people! "
"I understand!"
Morrigan stood up again.
At this moment, the backlash of divine power in her body completely calmed down, and there was even a faint tendency to go further. Her spirit had never been as full as it is now.
Morrigan's eyes became determined and full of motivation.
"It's decided! I'm going to kill all the Ulster people!"
Immediately, she took steps, preparing to use Jiang's theory of relativity as the theoretical basis to destroy Ulster by saving Ulster, and implement her will of the goddess of death and destruction.
But just as she adjusted her condition and prepared to leave, something suddenly occurred to her.
"Eh? I resonated with him. Why did I mention the name Jiang Lu? Isn't his name Jiang Ge?"
Morrigan thought seriously, but had no clue.
"Forget it, never mind, let's go do business first, I can't wait for a massacre!!"
......
"Run!"
"Run! I heard that the hero Cu Chulainn has been burned to death!"
"I don't want to die, oh oh oh oh!"
The panicked crowd was running in confusion.
However, they didn't know where was safe, so they could only follow their instincts and run to places with smaller fires.
The chaotic footsteps of a team of hundreds of people running were no less powerful than an army.
From time to time someone fell down, and from time to time someone fell behind, but no matter how they cried, no one dared to lend a helping hand.
At this point, no one can protect themselves, let alone those who have been injured after falling or have lost the ability to move in a short period of time.
In the face of natural disasters, they are no longer human beings, they are just a burden, or a corpse that is still alive.
"Mother..."
The little girl who was left behind looked helplessly left and right, looking for her relatives, but because she was too small, she could see nothing except countless pairs of legs.
The mother who was originally holding her hand discovered the girl as soon as she fell behind, and tried desperately to swim upstream in the opposite direction of the crowd to find her daughter.
However, in such a situation, no matter how she shouted, her voice would always be drowned out. No matter how hard she tried to break away from the crowd, she could only be squeezed further and further away.
This kind of despair is a hundred times more desperate than watching the platform just within reach because the subway is too crowded, but people who get on the train are squeezed further away and miss getting off the train.
This happens everywhere.
It was true that Jiang Lu had controlled the fire, but under the protection of the old dean, he had not experienced any real disasters since he was a child. He did not expect that people under panic would be more terrible than the disaster itself.
From the time the holy fire came to the present, only a handful of people have been burned, and none have been burned to death. On the contrary, the number of injuries caused by the stampede of the crowd is countless.
Suddenly, the fleeing team suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong? Why don't you run away?"
"what happened?"
"Is there a dead end ahead?"
The road ahead is not a dead end, but there is death ahead.
Morrigan stopped the fleeing team.
The leading people at the front didn't originally pay attention to the woman blocking the road. They planned to rush over to her, but before they could get close to her, they were bounced away by a strange force.
Dozens of people fell to their feet in an instant.
The people behind him had no time to react and bumped into him. The people in the middle were hit from the front and back, and many fell to the ground under this irresistible force.
The entire escape team was suddenly in chaos.
The people behind him didn't know what was going on, but those in the lead could clearly see the black-red energy surrounding Morrigan.
"God! It's a god!"
They immediately thought of the rumor they had just heard that the fire was a divine punishment, and they instantly panicked.
"Are you the one who started this fire?"
"Why do you want to kill us all?!"
Morrigan, on the other hand, looked calm.
"Are you ready to die? Mortal."
"You really want to kill them all!"
"What happened to you Ulster?!"
People are extremely angry. In the face of death, they don't care at all about whether it is God or not.
No matter who you are, as long as you want to kill us, you don't deserve our respect!
However, Morrigan's next move suddenly made the Ulster people who were still in fear and anger suddenly confused.
Morrigan was seen frantically releasing his divine power without any scruples.
When these divine powers came into contact with those inextinguishable flames, the latter only resisted for a moment and immediately turned into nothing.
"The fire... is out?"
People were in disbelief.
After extinguishing all the surrounding fires and clearing a safe area for the fleeing people, Morrigan put away his magical power and smiled contemptuously.
"You don't know yet, but you are actually dead, right? Hehehehe..."
After a burst of sinister laughter, Morrigan rushed to the next fire scene in time.
The people who had been baptized by the flames and Morrigan's divine power sat on the ground helplessly, staring blankly in the direction where Morrigan disappeared.
"We...seem to be saved?"
......
The highest point of the palace.
"It seems that the Holy Fire of Heaven that I can emit now is still not worth mentioning to the real gods..."
Jiang Lu sat here with his legs crossed, looking down at the entire Ulster, stroking his chin with some disappointment.
Looking at the fire that had stabilized and gradually dissipated, Jiang Lu cheered up again.
"But Morrigan is quite capable. I thought he would be procrastinating, but he turned out to be so positive?"
As he spoke, he turned around and slapped the sea urchin-like Conchieber.
"Get ready, it's almost your turn."
"Hmm..."
Conchieber, who woke up, wanted to say something, but the severe pain and the fact that his mouth was welded shut by solidified molten iron prevented him from saying anything.
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"Is the fire...slightly under control?"
"Who was that woman just now?"
"I don't know, but what is certain is that it must be a noble god. Only gods can extinguish such a fire, and only gods can have such mercy to save us!"
Tens of thousands of victims who had made it safely were gradually gathering from all directions.
They didn't know Morrigan, but even though she behaved strangely and talked about killing all of Ulster while constantly rescuing the victims, everyone agreed that she was a merciful god.
It's just a bit inconsistent.
Just when the survivors of the disaster had cheered up a little and were in the mood to discuss Morrigan's identity, a burst of music suddenly came from the high platform of the palace not far from the gathering place.
"this is..."
Some nobles quickly heard this tune.
It was the same song that Cu Chulainn had heard at the pre-war banquet.
"It's the Ulster March! The person playing it is called...Janger or something."
When they heard him mention this song, the people who were originally a little confused reacted instantly.
They had heard of this song more than once, but because Addison, who was in charge of etiquette, had not yet compiled and released it, everyone had only heard of it, but most of them had not actually heard it.
Now that they heard it for the first time, they were instantly immersed in this majestic and powerful music.
It was just after the catastrophe, and the tragic and depressing prelude suddenly made them feel involved, and the release after the suppression made their originally numb and sad emotions become high-pitched and exciting, full of hope for the future. expectations.
As a result, everyone was attracted by the music coming from the palace, and all their attention was focused on the high platform that required looking up to see everything.
No one spoke, everyone looked solemn, acting as faithful witnesses.
An inexplicable emotion connected everyone. At this moment, all Ulster people seemed to be one, and their backbone was that high platform.
"To everyone in Ulster, everyone who worked hard to survive, congratulations to you, you have proven your determination under this catastrophe of God."
The sound of the piano disappeared and was replaced by a young male voice.