Wu Kuang clutched the railing and fell to his knees. It was as if all the strength had been drained from his body, and his eyes were filled with bitterness!
How could he bear to trade all of the Eighteen Star Warriors for the gods' own people?
If he really did that, what meaning would anything he'd done have?
Jiang Nan said coldly, "Now... do you understand what you're really fighting for? It isn't that dogshit divine oracle. You're fighting for your race's survival because the threat of divine authority leaves you no choice!"
"You really are living in a false dream, just dogs raised by the Bose Race! When I raise a pet, I feed it and give it water. When I'm in a good mood, I pet it; when I'm not, I yell at it!"
"You aren't stupid. I don't believe a race that couldn't think for itself could have come so far on the path of Willpower!"
Wu Kuang knelt in silence, his eyes clouded with confusion and his emotions in turmoil!
Jiang Nan continued, "It's not that you can't understand reason or see what's going on. This is your reality, your civilization. Everyone around you is the same, and you're just one of them!"
"So you don't want to think, don't want to look deeper, don't want to challenge the way things are. Everyone's drunk, and you don't want to be the only one awake. You simply accept it all!"
"When did you... almost give up the ability to think for yourself? The Bose Race sure trained you well!"
Wu Kuang slumped to the ground. "I'm not... I didn't..."
"The gods gave us everything. I..."
Jiang Nan glared at him and roared, "How long are you going to keep living in a dream? Are you unwilling