Victory and Defeat

"Are you joking? How could we decay? You want us to wallow in the same mire as you?"

The "most upright" Human Emperor, Elise, and the Life Empress, who worshipped killing her father, flew into a rage on the spot.

"You think that way, but what about everyone else?" the Ancient God of Light said with a smile.

Elise looked at the people beside her, only to find that they seemed to have fallen silent.

Elise suddenly grew anxious.

It seemed that only now had she realized that there wasn't a single good person present!

Elise was pathologically obsessed with killing her father. Atabia wanted to overthrow his enemies and see higher vistas. As for the Son of Heaven, he was a Martial Arts Maniac, incomparably warlike.

Atabia had never been a wise ruler in the old days. When he transformed into the emperor of the Atabia Dynasty, built the Tower of Babel, bewitched the dynasty's entire population, and led them in an attack on the Ancient God of Light, how could he have been someone who cared about all living beings?

If he had cared about all living beings, he would have surrendered long ago. Where would the Great Flood have come from?

The Son of Heaven's true nature was cold as well. He had always been reading and practicing martial arts, cultivating a heart of ice. During the Martial Arts Era, countless Great Emperors experienced birth, aging, illness, and death and begged him to come out of seclusion, yet he remained completely unmoved.

Anyone who reached the summit had climbed over mountains of corpses and seas of blood. How could any of them be good people??

Good people had died long ago!

Only the Star Ruler was a good person, and Bai Lin was a good person too.