Lanqi's words seemed to have violated some taboo. Students in the front rows gradually turned around and silently looked toward Lanqi.
"Do you have any evidence?"
Although Lanqi had only muttered to himself, his words had been heard by someone with exceptionally sharp senses.
Anyone who questioned this kind of evidentiary footage was more or less inclined toward anti-war sentiments. At this juncture, that was something that could not be brought up.
Gloria looked at the arrogant Ba Tian Holy Son and immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.
In this classroom, he had no status whatsoever. The other students would not take his position into consideration as she, a Resurrection Cultist who knew the inside story, did.
Although the Nirvana Holy Son had once reached the pinnacle of Protos Royal Academy through his own strength, from beginning to end, he had relied on his overwhelming power to make people afraid to provoke him. He had never used the title of Nirvana Holy Son to intimidate anyone.
Clearly, this Ba Tian Holy Son did not yet possess that kind of deterrence.
"Those fellows lack the self-destructive madness of burning their lives for the desire to follow. They look more like demons created through some disguise and driven by external forces. They don't possess true demon faith. Demons like that could never be selected as members of the Demon King Army's special assassination forces."
Lanqi looked completely at ease, as if he were sitting in the back row of a public lecture.
The gazes and questions did not move him. He merely answered them like an outsider watching a play.
Across the Southern Continent, he was also a rather authoritative scholar of demon education. His hypothesis was not impossible, either. After all, during the Blood Moon Ruined World Era,