Before seeing Hearts with his own eyes, Lin Chen had heard from Whis that this man had once led mortals to kill the gods of four universes.
Now that he saw him, the man really was insane. He actually wanted to free mortals from the gods?
"The gods don't seem to have restricted our freedom in any way, do they?" Lin Chen said.
At those words, the smile that had lingered on Hearts's face suddenly faded.
"What do you know!"
His voice suddenly grew shrill.
"What do you mean, they haven't restricted our freedom? Don't you know what those gods have done? To maintain their so-called balance of the universe, they act without restraint, deciding the fate of mortal civilizations according to their own whims!"
"Billions, tens of billions, quadrillions of mortals vanish because of a single thought from those gods!"
"When we don't even have the freedom to decide whether we live, how can you say our freedom hasn't been restricted?!"
After hearing Hearts's words, Lin Chen immediately understood that this man might be a fanatic of sorts.
The things he described had indeed happened, but the problem was that the gods had done all of them to promote the development of their universes.
The civilizations in a universe were like rice growing in a paddy. For the entire paddy to thrive, it had to be weeded regularly.
And the mortal civilizations the gods eliminated were, in fact, the weeds in that paddy.
A universe's resources were limited. If mortal civilizations with no potential were allowed to expand unchecked, they could exhaust those resources and limit the potential of other civilizations.
The work of the Gods of Destruction was to eliminate these weedlike civilizations, creating conditions in which other civilizations could develop.
Though that might be cruel to the