Mo Qiong silenced Tai Feng with a single sentence.
Just moments ago, Tai Feng had killed quite a few people. To keep others from taking a share of his source, he had slaughtered numerous members of the Meat Race who were concentrating on entering the Dao.
Compared with the people Aton had killed, that number was insignificant. But on this densely packed battlefield, every casual attack from him resulted in the deaths of tens of thousands.
Jiang Long had been ordered to stop him. If not for Gabry lending his power to heal him, Jiang Long would have died at Tai Feng's hands.
So no matter how much Tai Feng argued, at best, he was only D-Class Personnel.
He wanted to leave and remain free? That was simply wishful thinking.
"Ha-ha-ha! Tai Feng, die with dignity! Those so-called D-Class Personnel are test subjects!"
After speaking to Tai Feng, Aton turned to Mo Qiong and said, "Humans, that was once the humble status of your ancestors. Now you want Gods to become test subjects? That is the greatest insult to us! You want to force that humble title onto the heads of Gods? Dream on!"
"Gods will never become slaves!"
Tai Feng said with difficulty, "D-Class Personnel can also..."
"What did you say?" Aton was dumbfounded.
Tai Feng did not harbor much hatred toward humans. He was afraid of death—or rather, he cherished life.
But as one of the former supreme Gods, there was only one thing he could never discard: truth and dignity. That was his fundamental principle.
Humans had once been the test subjects of Gods! How could Gods become the test subjects of humans?
No ancient God could accept such a thing. Gaia would rather risk her life and reincarnate again and again than be captured alive.
Aton