At the crossroads of life, Nuwa made her decision.
--She rejected Di Jun's proposal.
For the sake of her own interests, she would have had to compromise with the enemy, temporarily abandon the path she had steadfastly followed, and set aside the contributions and sacrifices of countless righteous people...
Nuwa could not do it.
In the end, I really can't become such a cold-blooded, self-serving emperor...
Wa Wa mocked herself inwardly, somewhat helpless. I'm missing a bit of a warlord's ruthlessness...
Sigh...
If it were my shameless elder brother, he might have agreed without hesitation, right?
In this regard, I really am not as ruthless, decisive, and resolute as my elder brother...
I would be moved by the sacrifices and contributions of those under my command, and choose a path that benefits the Overall Situation at the cost of harming myself...
Nuwa sighed inwardly.
However.
A sigh was just a sigh, and self-mockery was just self-mockery.
If she truly had to regret her decision... that was not the case.
On the contrary, when she made her decision, she felt somewhat relieved.
She was a goddess with a conscience, principles, and integrity.
Throughout the Witch-Demon Era, she had seen too much blood and too many tears. As the supreme leader of one faction, deciding the life and death of countless living beings... this was an experience she had never had before.
In the past, she had merely been second-in-command!
Her main duties had been handling logistics and production. Occasionally, she would take the battlefield, but even then, she had only needed to serve as top-tier combat strength and play the role of a fighter.
Determining a race's rise and fall with a single word, deciding who would be sacrificed for the needs of war, who would serve as bait or cannon