Gods and humans had no way to communicate with one another.
Did that sound absurd?
What was even more absurd was that after being slaughtered by the gods for twelve thousand years, humanity had still not abandoned its faith.
Their languages were incomprehensible to each other, making communication impossible, and the gods would strike to kill the moment they saw humans.
The reason was that souls corrupted by Karmic Demons/Gohma could attain salvation this way.
Deus, leader of the Seven Star Heavens, wanted to completely resolve the Karmic Demon/Gohma problem by sacrificing humanity. Over twelve thousand years, he had collected the souls of seven hundred quadrillion humans, forming an immense True Word Power to completely kill the source of the Karmic Demons, Karmic Demon Vritra.
The girl understood Chang Wei's words.
That proved Chang Wei was not a god. Gods were capable of learning human language to communicate, yet they had not done so. Perhaps they simply disdained to.
"Do you want the power to take revenge?"
Chang Wei spoke to her.
"Yes!"
The girl was one of the rare rebels. In the original story, her family had all knelt on the ground, praying as they waited to die. Only she had not knelt. Like Asura, Chang Wei would not save humans who knelt and prayed instead of choosing to flee or resist.
Asura considered them a bunch of cowards. Chang Wei, on the other hand, pitied their misfortune and hated their refusal to fight for themselves.
Her heart was filled with grief over the loss of her family, fury at the gods' ruthlessness, and longing for an unknown future.
She knew that only by gaining power could she protect herself in this cruel world, and protect those who were likewise struggling amid suffering.
Chang Wei smiled faintly, a smile