Zhuxing Tu's words did not surprise Ye Qiyan at all.
Over the past few days, Lu Cangxiao had clearly not been in the right state.
After all.
Facing three True Gods, Order Heaven had actually relied entirely on outsiders who were supposed to be witnesses to take action.
Even this nation, which had now landed safely and was about to take root completely, had nearly 80% of its land destroyed in the war.
Of its population of five billion, the death toll had reached 3.7 billion during the fighting.
But that was hardly anything to Order Heaven, was it?
In a sense, judging only by the strength it had displayed so far,
Order Heaven did not deserve to land in the Wasteland at all.
Lu Cangxiao deserved to be this Heaven's King even less.
But he was one of humanity's First-Generation Train Conductors.
He had spent long years preparing for this Heaven.
He was no fool.
Ye Qiyan did not believe he had made such a decision on a sudden impulse.
Lu Cangxiao had hidden his trump cards.
And then there was... Luomijia.
As another First-Generation Train Conductor of the Ancient Council, one of the eleven, why had he deliberately let Destruction go?
After all, among Si Hun, Feastful Delight, and Destruction.
If [Predation], the reversed form of Feastful Delight, was excluded.
[Destruction] was undoubtedly the strongest.
But faced with the combined assault of two of humanity's First-Generation Train Conductors, and Abucado's members holding his Apostles in check.
He had still lost.
When a True God was defeated, there was not a single Train Conductor who did not want to kill them.
After all, the Train System would recover their Authority. If the Processing Table's level was high enough, they would not even need the system to recover it for