novelapdf Chapter 273 Hope
Chapter 273 Hope
Lord Wang Feng of Ain City was taken aback, then sneered, "So what if it is? That's all in the past!"
"I too once came from the holy land of humanity, and I too was once full of passion!"
Lord Ain looked at Jiang Hao, waiting for him to continue asking questions.
He waited for the other party to ask him why he had become like this, and for the other party to call him a traitor.
But Jiang Hao didn't ask, he just looked at him.
That look in his eyes was so calm, so calm that it made Wang Feng feel uneasy.
"Are you trying to ask me how I ended up like this?" Wang Feng couldn't help but ask.
He pointed to the numb crowds on both sides of the street.
"Because I've discovered that resisting the Otherworldly Demons is utterly impossible; the difference in strength between the two sides is too great—they're not even in the same league!"
"The reason the Otherworldly Demons didn't wipe out humanity is because humanity still has value; it's Heaven that allowed humanity to live!"
"And look at these people, are they even worth my risking my life? I risked my life to save them from the demons, and what did I get in return? These people are kneeling and begging me not to anger the demons!"
"We can't kill them all." Wang Feng shook his head, his voice growing louder and louder.
"The Otherworldly Demons are too powerful. They have invincible experts, while what do we humans have? A half-dead holy land? A bunch of Firelinkers hiding in fear?"
"So I understand." He stared at Jiang Hao, panting heavily.
"Rather than being a torchbearer who is hunted down, I'd rather join the Otherworldly Demons and become a city lord. At least I can live, and if I live, I can keep tens of thousands of people in Ain alive."
What a tremendous contribution this is! My contribution to humanity surpasses that of anyone else; no one can blame me!
Jiang Hao looked at Wang Feng and listened to what he had to say.
Wang Feng was panting heavily, his eyes fixed on Jiang Hao, as if waiting for an answer, for approval, or for a rebuttal.
But he didn't get a response; the other party completely ignored him, which infuriated him. He had been holding back these words for a long time.
Now that he's finally managed to say it, the other person is ignoring him. What does that mean? Are they treating him like he's invisible?
Jiang Hao looked at Wang Feng, feeling quite emotional.
A former prodigy of the human race, a man who once swore to exterminate all the alien demons.
Now it has become like this: dressed in fine clothes, sitting in the city lord's mansion, sending a batch of his own people to their deaths every month.
They still think they did the right thing and that they are greater than anyone else.
Jiang Hao suddenly remembered the looks he had received when he first entered the city.
Those people had blank, empty eyes; their hearts were dead.
His heart is different from those locked in cages; his heart has long since rotted.
They were rotten even more thoroughly than those who were boiled in a pot.
A person can change, compromise, and be afraid.
But you can't betray your own kind and then claim you're saving people.
He's still alive and still considers himself a hero.
You can't send your own kind into the mouths of the Otherworlders and then claim to be greater than anyone else.
Wang Feng looked at Jiang Hao in silence and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
He took a step forward, his voice rising: "Why aren't you saying anything? Do you think I did something wrong? Then tell me, what can I do? What can I do?"
Jiang Hao finally spoke.
"No, you have other options!"
Wang Feng was taken aback.
"You can die," Jiang Hao said coldly, "but die like a human being, not live like a dog like this."
Wang Feng's face froze, his expression turning extremely ugly!
Jiang Hao didn't look at him again; there was no need to waste words on such a person.
Raise your hand and wave it gently.
"No!"
Wang Feng froze on the spot, only managing to shout once.
Then it began to crumble, from head to toe.
Wang Feng's face remained blank with astonishment, his mouth agape, unable to utter the words he wanted to say.
Like a person made of sand blown away by the wind, turning into countless tiny specks of light, drifting in the air.
The specks of light drifted and landed on the empty chair.
Nothing was left behind.
The street was quiet for a moment.
Those humans who were still standing there, some stared blankly, some lowered their heads, and some leaned against the wall without moving.
Those who were just queuing have mostly left.
Only a few elderly people who couldn't walk and a few women holding children stood there, staring blankly.
The man who had spoken to Jiang Hao earlier was also standing still.
He was in front of Jiang Hao in line just now and exchanged a few words with him.
Now he stood there, his eyes wide open, staring at the spot where Wang Feng had disappeared, then looking at Jiang Hao, then back at the spot where Wang Feng had disappeared.
He rubbed his eyes hard.
I rubbed it again.
Then he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time.
The city lord... is dead?
The city lord of Aiyin City, that powerful figure at the King Realm, the city lord they both feared and hated, just like that, died.
It disappeared with a wave of the hand?
The way he looked at Jiang Hao completely changed.
He had just assumed Jiang Hao was a young man from out of town who felt sorry for the poor people queuing up and said a few words to him.
Now, when he looks at Jiang Hao again, an indescribable feeling wells up inside him.
Who is this person?
What kind of strength is this?
The King Realm! That's the King Realm!
In Ain City, the city lord is heaven, is a god.
But now, this sky, this god, was wiped away with a wave of the black-clad youth's hand.
It's like wiping away an ant.
The middle-aged man opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, muttering, "Is this a saint? Is Heaven going to protect our human race?"
After the man finished speaking, he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed heavily.
"Thank you so much, my benefactor! Thank you so much, my benefactor!"
Behind him, several people who were still standing also realized what was happening and knelt down one after another.
Jiang Hao raised his hand, and a gentle force lifted everyone up.
"No need to kneel."
The man stood up, his eyes a little red.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
She just looked at Jiang Hao with a mixture of excitement and complicated emotions in her eyes.
When did the human race produce such powerful individuals?
I'm so lucky, I ran into such a master while queuing.
He felt a mix of joy and worry. He was happy that the human race had such a powerful expert, but worried that this human expert would have a hard time surviving because the alien demons were too strong.
Just then, a little boy of about five or six years old suddenly ran over.
He was thin and small, with a dirty face, wearing a tattered jacket, and he staggered when he ran.
The little boy ran up to Jiang Hao and looked up at him.
"Big brother, thank you, you are a good person," the little boy said.
He took out a flower from behind his back.
It was a wildflower that I had picked up from somewhere. Its petals were wilted, some had already fallen off, and its stem was broken.
He held it up in his little hands and presented it to Jiang Hao.
"for you."
The little boy's eyes were bright, unlike the numbness seen in the adults.
Jiang Hao smiled, looked down at the wilted flower, and then at the little boy's bright eyes.
Jiang Hao squatted down to be at eye level with the little boy.
In such a place, after experiencing countless hardships, it is truly rare to still have such eyes.
This is hope.
Jiang Hao gently accepted the flower.
"Thanks."
He touched the little boy's head; his hair was dry, yellow, and a bit prickly.
The little boy grinned, revealing two missing front teeth.
A woman ran over, hugged the little boy tightly, and apologized repeatedly, "Please forgive me, benefactor, the child was ignorant and offended you..."
Jiang Hao waved his hand: "It's alright, he's fine, very smart!"
Jiang Hao then stood up and looked at the people around him.