Everyone was stunned.
What next batch? Is he waiting for others to kill him?
Seriously? He killed so many divine messengers, and he still isn't satisfied??
Seeing the confusion on the faces of those around him, Yin Xiu paused in wiping his knife, a look of bewilderment crossing his face. "Is this all the people who came to arrest me?"
After the question was asked, no one said a word.
Twenty or thirty people arresting one person, that's a lot, isn't it... Doesn't he think it's enough?
"Never mind..." Yin Xiu sounded disappointed. After wiping the knife, he put it away and made no attempt to hide his dislike for the place. "I overestimated this place."
He imagined the new place must be terrifying. He was prepared to fight a hundred people. He had to fight until the sky darkened and everyone had to avoid him, otherwise it would be inconvenient.
Only a small number of people showed up.
He should have been sent to Zhong Mu's place; it would have been more suitable for him. This peaceful city with its clusters of tiny seedlings is too boring.
"Xing Shen, where do you live?" After stretching his muscles, Yin Xiu decided to get down to business.
The surrounding crowd remained silent and hesitant, unsure how to face Yin Xiu. He was clearly such a terrifying person, yet after killing their divine messenger, he acted as if nothing had happened and questioned them. As believers of the God of Fortune, they were certain they would rather die than speak.
But the other party is really terrifying.
"Speak," Yin Xiu said calmly, staring at the silent group. "If that God of Fortune could really protect you, he should have appeared when I killed them just now."
Yin Xiu's tone was gentle and natural, yet sharp: "You worship the Goddess of Fortune, but if I were to kill you here now, the Goddess of Fortune would be meaningless and of no help to you. Why do you worship her? You might as well believe in yourselves."
Their fervor stemmed from their belief that God could save them from their misery and protect them throughout their lives. But now, their lives were about to end in Yin Xiu's hands, and God was of no help to them, unable to do anything. So, believing in God was indeed meaningless to them.
They didn't know if anyone had given them such a heavy reality before, but Yin Xiu killing the divine messenger in front of them was the best proof.
Believing in God will still turn them into that pile of corpses.
Suddenly, everyone's minds became clear and bright, as if they had been enlightened, and they understood immediately.
Xing Shen clearly chose to believe because he wanted to live a happy life, but he was killed immediately. How could he have a happy life?
They don't want to become those mangled corpses!
Some people had come to their senses and wanted to speak to Yin Xiu, but others quickly stopped them, saying, "Do you want to lose the protection of the God of Fortune?! Once you disrespect the God, your future will be worse than death!!"
It's unclear what was mentioned, but the person who was about to speak just now fell silent again.
"Yes...we can't be disrespectful to God, or we'll be doomed..." they muttered to themselves, looking quite dejected.
Yin Xiu pondered that it seemed there was some fear in this group's reverence for God, and they were not completely sincere believers. However, judging from the fact that some people defected as soon as he gave them a hint, the believers in this city called Twin City were not really that fanatical.
Perhaps there are other reasons for forcing them to exhibit such fanatical behavior...
Yin Xiu glanced at the large screen next to him, which still displayed his image. In a city that worships a god, there are still rules governing the citizens. It seems that this place is not much different from a dungeon.
He looked up at the townspeople again, reached out and drew his knife, startling those around him who were already on the verge of fleeing.
But Yin Xiu simply tried to maintain a friendly smile and said, "If even the gods don't know the situation here, how would they know that you told me?"
"If God knew what was going on here, yet didn't save the people I just killed, why are you so sure God will protect you? But if you tell me now, I can guarantee you'll live and I will never harm you."
Everyone was stunned by his deal. Normal people would not lower themselves to negotiate a deal even if they had the right to coerce someone, especially since his tone was so nice.
"The God of Fortune... only the High Priest has seen him, and the High Priest is in the main city... if you want to find the God of Fortune, you can only go to the High Priest first." A muffled voice came from somewhere in the crowd, light and airy, hard to spot in the crowd.
"Okay." Yin Xiu nodded, sheathed his knife, and turned to leave.
His decisive and swift departure left everyone stunned. Could it really be that he could be released from the clutches of such a ruthless person just by saying a few words?
Is this person actually... someone you can talk to?
Before leaving, someone couldn't help but raise their voice and ask, "What do you want with the God of Fortune? You're not from Twin City, are you?"
Yin Xiu stopped and turned around with a smile. "I'm here to kill the god, so I have to ask where he is."
Then he turned around and strode away.
This statement completely stunned the citizens of Twin Cities, leaving them utterly bewildered.
Wait, did they hear that right? This man is here to kill their god of happiness?!
Is it too late to take back what I said?!
"It's alright... God isn't someone you can just kill whenever you want. He probably doesn't understand God. God is immortal and indestructible. If he went there, he would only be courting death. It has nothing to do with us." They whispered to each other, trying to comfort one another.
Although I knew perfectly well that this was the case, I still couldn't stop my legs from going weak.
I have a feeling that I just witnessed that man's decisiveness in killing someone and his completely unfathomable mystery. Such an existence might really be a god of death!
They were trembling, pretending they had misheard.
The main city, as the residents of Twin Cities refer to it, is actually quite clearly located. Looking out from this street, one can indeed see a huge, towering tower standing in the center of the entire city.
Some townspeople would kneel and pray facing the tower, unsure whether the god was there or not, but the high priest should be there.
After identifying his target, Yin Xiu strode over, taking out a butterfly hair clip from his pocket as he prepared to contact Zhong Mu.
He hadn't expected to be separated from Li Mo. He only had the butterfly communication device with him, so he should ask about the situation there and also check on Ye Tianxuan, who had been separated from him as well.
Just as he was taking out his red butterfly hairpin to make a call, he caught a glimpse of a red figure rushing towards him out of the corner of his eye. In the blink of an eye, the butterfly in Yin Xiu's hand was almost snatched away, though the figure was slightly slower than him drawing his sword.
The man in red stared blankly at the person on his neck, then glanced at the butterfly hair clip he had been holding onto but couldn't get away, and was completely stunned.
My first attempt to steal in Twin Cities failed. What kind of person is this?! They're even faster than someone who's been robbing people for years!
He even held the knife in front of him, so that if the man dared to run, the knife would definitely slash across his neck. What a ruthless and decisive person.
"Um... I just came to talk to you about something." The man in red smiled awkwardly, then let go of the red butterfly hair clip he was touching, and said with an embarrassed laugh, "You might not believe it, but I originally stole your things just to let you know I have some skills, and then, incidentally, to recruit you into our group to go find the High Priest..."
"Who would have thought... such a bad start, how embarrassing, hahaha..."
The man gave an awkward laugh, feeling his scalp tingle and even a little like crying under Yin Xiu's gaze.
He really just wanted to show off! What are we going to do now?!