There was probably no one in the world who fit the description of "getting shot while lying down" as perfectly as the aliens on Earth. Whether it was the ecological extinction in their homeworld or the ten-thousand-year mutual war that had continued on Earth, most aliens had suffered nothing but undeserved calamity. Hassu felt this even more strongly after hearing the entire story. But in the end, who should bear responsibility for this disaster? The Guardians who had carried out the ecological extinction? Or the out-of-control divine blood?
They were all victims. Ultimately, all responsibility still had to be placed on those rebels who had slain the gods.
"Why did they kill their own creator?" Hassu was baffled. "What had that Goddess ever done to wrong them?"
"Based on the information we have so far—nothing," Hao Ren shook his head. "The Creation Goddess never bound any of the species she created. She was devoted to studying the mysteries of the universe and rarely even took the initiative to interact with her creations. We've discovered many civilization ruins, and from them, we can roughly determine how the Creation Goddess acted. The God Slayers' actions were entirely one-sided: they simply wanted to kill the god and take her place."
"Unbelievable..." Hassu frowned, then shook his head. "Is all of this really true?"
Hao Ren spread his hands. "How else do you want me to prove it? If you really don't believe me, I can find a chance to take you to the Dream Plane, but you'll have to sign a confidentiality agreement first. After that, you'll have to follow my arrangements. There are still many classified matters concerning another universe."
Hassu gave a bitter smile and waved his hands. "No, it's not that I don't believe you. It's just...well, you know I'm