The meaning of civilization lay in its legacy.
Earthstar still had many warriors who remembered the glory of their civilization.
They had their own worldview and held tightly to the splendor of their civilization.
They felt boundless hatred toward the aliens who had destroyed all of it.
Many had played along hypocritically just for this moment.
Sure enough, those aliens had lowered their guard and exposed themselves so brazenly before them.
So they gathered together, preparing to kill those aliens on a livestream and expose the true face of the so-called United Government.
Even if they had to sacrifice themselves, such an act of immense courage would surely inspire their compatriots to resist.
Everyone had joined with a noble sense of sacrifice.
Every one of them was a martyr.
This time, Elf retreated to the back. It was not yet time to reveal the miracle.
"Gwen, I'll leave it to you."
Gwen was excited. She clapped her hands. "No problem. Leave it to me."
Harvesting the despair of these overconfident rebels was rather entertaining too.
As for cruelty... different species, different levels of life. It was like a human stepping on an ant. There was nothing cruel or not cruel about it.
Especially when reasonable slaughter could be used to harvest faith—it was practically as if they had delivered themselves to Gwen's doorstep as an extra meal.
Thus, the knights disguised as Earthstar people suddenly raised their guns, and the livestream cameras turned toward them as well.
Gwen placed a finger to her lips and whispered into the microphone, "Keep it down. There's another group of thugs trying to overthrow the United Government. Let me give them a little surprise."
And so, beneath the gaze of countless spectators, the martyrs filled with noble conviction rushed out from the passageway.
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