A chance for redemption?
Bibi Dong chewed these words, with some serious scrutiny in her eyes.
She originally thought that Ning Liu would choose to destroy this place directly, or simply incorporate it into a gray force of Liuli Tianzong.
After all, this is the most common way of thinking among those in power.
"Atonement?" Bibi Dong's voice was cold, but with a clear understanding of the world,
"Sect Master Ning, do you know why these people are here?"
She didn't wait for Ning Liu to answer, she raised her slender hand and casually pointed at a degenerate who looked like a crazy demon on the stand.
Half of the man's body was covered with gray-black mycelium. Every time he breathed, a cloud of colored spores would be sprayed out from his mouth and nose. People around him subconsciously stayed away from him.
h "I recognize that man. Thirty years ago, the son of a farmer in a remote village in the Kingdom of Silvis had a rare "plague fungus" when his martial spirit awakened."
h "Overnight, he was unable to control his martial spirit, causing the entire village's crops to wither. He was withered, and the livestock died of illness. "
"He was regarded as an ominous monster, abandoned by his parents, and driven into the mountains by the villagers with torches and stones."
Bibi Dong's eyes turned to the other side, where sat a stooped woman with a face hidden under a hood.
"And she, the daughter of a certain minor nobleman in the Kingdom of Barak."
"The martial soul is a 'corpse-eating crow', and is naturally close to the energy of death."
"Because he lingered in the family cemetery, he was regarded as an evil spirit that blasphemed his ancestors, so he was expelled from the family and exiled to the border."
"In order to survive, she could only stay with corpses, and finally came here."
Her voice spread, causing Yue Guan, Xu Jiushi and others next to her to fall into silence.
These people who seem to the outside world to be extremely sinful and hopeless degenerates actually have such a past behind them.
"The world only looks at the results and never asks about the reasons."
Bibi Dong put down her hands and looked back at Ning Liu,
"Their martial souls determine that it will be difficult for them to be accepted by this world from the moment they are born."
"The cruelty of the Killing City is a fact. But it is also a shelter, a place where all the "alien" and "monsters" in the continent can have food to eat, survive, and have pursuits and order."
There was no pity in her words, only a calmness of stating the facts.
As the pope of Wuhun Palace, she has seen weird and weird martial souls that far exceed ordinary people's imagination.
She knows very well that the good and evil of a martial spirit is often not the choice of the spirit master himself.
A person who has awakened the "Holy Light Angel" martial spirit, and a person who has awakened the "Resentful Soul Banner" martial spirit, have completely different paths to take from the starting point.
Bibi Dong's tone became a little more serious.
"These tens of thousands of soul masters who have been spurned by the world will flood into the mainland like wild beasts."
"They have nowhere to go and nothing to eat. In order to survive, they will do crazier and more bottomless things than in the killing city. Only then will the real disaster occur."
They didn’t know that their new king was discussing their fate with the Pope of Wuhun Palace.
Ning Liu listened quietly without interrupting.
Bibi Dong's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting a certain inherent knowledge in him.
He remembered the ending of the original work "Douluo Dalu".
Tang San used a highly poisonous fairy grass to destroy the entire city of killing, and all the evils disappeared.
When I read it at that time, I just felt that it was very satisfying and righteous.
But now, standing here, after listening to Bibi Edong's words, Ning Liu had a different taste.
What about after purification?
What about those degenerates? They lost the source of their power and were driven out of the killing city. What next?
· A person who is used to solving problems by killing and is rejected by the world, what will he do when he returns unarmed to the world that rejects him?
Tang San destroyed a city, but he might have released ten thousand wandering villains.
Is this... really the optimal solution?
Ning Liu's eyes swept over the various fallen people in the stands, whose eyes were either crazy or numb.
Bibi Dong is right, blindly destroying and purifying is not a good strategy. It is better to block than to open up.
Giving them an outlet and providing them with correct guidance and rules may be the real solution to the problem.
"What His Majesty the Pope said does make sense."
Ning Liu nodded, acknowledging Bibi Dong's foresight.
Bibi Dong glanced at him in surprise, not expecting him to accept her point of view so easily.
Ning Liu met her gaze and suddenly smiled again, with a bit of cunning and a hint of confident playfulness in that smile.
"However, the rules of the shelter should also be changed."
He turned around and faced the entire boiling hell killing field.
The deafening cheers, the moment he turned around, seemed to be strangled by an invisible big hand, and instantly fell down.
All the fallen ones held their breath, staring at the young man in the center of the field with a mixture of awe and expectation.
They know that new rules are about to be born.
Ning Liu cleared his throat, his soul power was skillfully used and spread clearly to every corner.
h "From today on, the name of the City of Slaughter will be changed."
h "From now on, this place will be called the "City of Freedom"."
h "I, Ning Liu, am the first and only city lord here."
His words were not high-pitched, but they were loud and full of unquestionable majesty.
A city of freedom?
City Lord?
The fallen in the stands looked at each other, unable to understand the changes for a while.
Ning Liu did not give them much time to react, and continued:
"The old rules are all invalid. From now on, any form of private fighting and killing is prohibited in the city, and those who violate it..."
He paused, and the corners of his mouth raised a kind arc.
"...will be sent to mine until he atones for his sins."
Mining? !
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
They are degenerates, murderous villains, and desperadoes! Let them go mining? What the hell kind of punishment is this?
This is worse than killing them!
A burly man with a sinewy face suddenly stood up from the stands, holding a bloody giant ax in his hand.
"The rule of the killing city is that the weak eat the strong!"
This roar immediately resonated with many people.
However, Ning Liu just looked at him quietly without even moving his eyebrows.
"Oh? Really?"
The words just finished.
A soft sound.
The shouting strong man suddenly froze in his movements. He lowered his head and looked at his chest in disbelief.
A wisp of blood-colored sword energy penetrated from the back of his heart without any trace of blood.
The strong man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his life force had already flowed away rapidly with the emergence of the sword energy.
His tall body swayed and fell to the ground, making no sound anymore.
"Now, listen to me!"