At this moment, blood flowed from the bodies of the three Gods. God Emperor Kong struggled, looking at the soldiers and civilians in the city, and to everyone's astonishment, a voice of fear escaped his mouth: "Help, help me..."
The God was... asking for help!?
"No..."
The Minister of Rites crawled and stumbled to the ground where the God had fallen, his eyes appearing slightly deranged: "How could the God be a demon? How could he ask for help? This is impossible, this is impossible... King Qin... Dongfang Xinglan, this must be your scheme, your scheme!"
With a newfound backbone, many in the crowd began clamoring, and some even rushed toward Dongfang Xinglan, faces filled with madness: "Disrespecting the God, disrespecting the God, you're unworthy"
Dongfang Xinglan watched the scene indifferently, raising his hand and gesturing for the Qin Army archers to release their arrows at once.
Bodies lay scattered, yet some continued to charge forward.
