Wen Jing paused here, then turned to look at the ashes covering the ground not far away. A trace of pity appeared in her eyes. Judging by the size of this Blood Tree, there had to be at least ten thousand corpses. That meant over ten thousand living beings!
Mo Li and Wei Dengke fell silent as well. If everything Wen Jing had said was true, then how many people had died in such a miserable way from ancient times until now? And those dead people had been made into this Blood Tree. How could the so-called God Race be gods? They were simply demons!
"According to what you said, humans are merely livestock raised by the God Race?" After remaining silent for a long time, Wei Dengke asked solemnly.
"Do you think we aren't? According to legend, the God Race created humanity. But what exactly was their purpose in creating us? Was it simply to add some life to this world? It's just like how we humans raise pigs, cattle, and sheep—the purpose is merely to eat them." Mo Li seemed to have figured something out and spoke in a low voice.
Mo Li's words plunged the three of them into silence once more. To be honest, this speculation was difficult for all three to accept. Ever since humans appeared, they had stood at the top of this world's ecosystem and considered themselves the masters of the world. Yet in reality, humans were merely livestock raised by beings from a higher dimension.
The silence lasted for a long time, and none of them spoke again. This was simply too shocking for them. A few minutes later, Mo Li sighed and said in a lowered voice, "Regardless of why our human race was created, we've survived until now. The God