"Gaia doesn't recognize us?" Frod said blankly.
"Impossible. We're holding artifacts like the Gaia Ark. How could she not recognize us?"
Quate sneered. "It's precisely because we're holding artifacts that we're Gaia's top targets... She wants to take back what belongs to her!"
"Hahaha!" Mo Qiong really couldn't help laughing.
That laughter was unbearably grating to this group of believers.
Gaia had awakened to see a group of people holding her Contained Objects. Her first reaction was to take them back.
As for whether these people were her believers, or whether they had saved her, she didn't consider it at all.
So what if they were believers? Back then, all of humanity had been her believers. Hadn't they still betrayed her? So what if they had saved her? She had been sealed by humans in the first place.
Quate mocked, "In the eyes of a god, all humans are the same... They're all rebels! She hates humanity to the bone! The first thing she did after waking up was try to kill every human in front of her."
"When Corvidor led us away back then, if the Blue White Society hadn't arrived in time and held Gaia back, we all would have been hunted down and killed."
Despair—the feeling of having a beautiful fantasy shattered before their eyes—left Fibo and the others suffocating.
They had pursued the liberation of Gaia, always dreaming of returning to the age of Eden.
God would rule over humanity, and by then, they, the believers who had rendered great service, would become assistants who helped the god shepherd humanity.
Those fantasies formed the future world they had envisioned.
Reality, however, was cruel. The archbishop who had personally participated in unsealing Gaia back then told them, "There's no going back to Eden. This hatred can no