Reveal the Truth

Rain poured down, and chaotic fear spread through the streets like cold, damp mist.

Xia Lun stopped and turned toward the booming voice.

Amid the crowd fleeing like an avalanche, a stubbled middle-aged man in battered leather armor walked against the tide toward Xia Lun, a long spear in hand. His eyes shone with the resolve of a man ready to die.

Xia Lun found it faintly absurd.

What was this man talking about?

An Evil God?

Did he mean me?

I was just a little bad at shaping people. I hadn't even killed anyone. Was that enough to make me an Evil God?!

"Evil God, your mind magic doesn't work on me! Not everyone will submit to you!" the man shouted. "This world needs heroes. If everyone else bows to the darkness, I'll be the burning torch that drives it away!"

Fear and chaos were contagious. But so were hope and courage.

In such desperate straits, an act of heroism shone like a brilliant meteor.

Three fleeing soldiers stopped uncertainly. After a moment's hesitation, they fell in behind the man. One person walking against the tide became four.

More of those who had been running in panic began to slow.

"Death is all we face... There's nothing to fear."

"Defend our city!"

"For Feilier!"

The man nodded in satisfaction, then kicked over a knight who kept bowing his head to the ground. "Get up! Pick up your sword. We must defend humanity's dignity!"

The knight trembled in confusion, then gritted his teeth and joined them.

The stream of people moving against the crowd steadily grew. As the resisters gathered, they formed a small foothold, and the collapse that had spread like an avalanche actually began to slow!

The City Governor, who had been running for his life, stopped. Perhaps