From Godhood to the Heavens

Chapter 104 I Have a Senior

More hurried footsteps rushed over, microphones were pointed at one after another, and a cacophony of voices came from all over the world, chattering in various languages ​​from around the globe.

Even the female reporter who was originally standing in front of Fang Ping was almost pushed away, and Fang Ping had to reach out to protect her.

Seeing that they were completely surrounded, and no one else could squeeze in, the chattering voices made it impossible to know who to answer.

In fact, if it weren't for gaining more righteous energy, Fang Ping wouldn't have bothered to pay any attention to a single word.

However, it cannot be denied that even ordinary people possess a share of righteousness.

Compared to Luo Hou obtaining the black energy, it was incredibly simple, but also extremely difficult.

Because the human heart is the most fickle, mysterious, and unpredictable thing in the world, yet it can be easily guided, or even bewitched.

Seeing the crowd jostling and pushing, and even on the verge of a stampede, Fang Ping's expression turned cold, and he exuded an invisible aura. Everyone felt as if they were sinking into a quagmire, as if an invisible pressure was falling on them.

The room fell silent for a moment, and only then did some people realize what was happening, feeling the terrifying pressure.

The sword immortal and the demon before him were both extraordinary beings with terrifying strength. In fact, there was no difference between them. It was just that Fang Ping stood on the side of justice and appeared somewhat kind.

Seeing that everyone had quieted down, Fang Ping then spoke up: "Everyone, there is no need to worry. Evil cannot prevail over good. There is an evil side in the world, but there is also a righteous side to protect us."

If you all do your own thing and act justly, you will be blessed by God.

As for demons, monsters, evil spirits, and monsters, I will shoulder them all myself!

Fang Ping's words were transmitted to thousands of households by cameras. In that instant, Fang Ping could feel the power of righteousness tilting towards him once again.

Some spells and incantations can be cast with just a thought, without needing to chant any spells or incantations.

Just as Fang Ping was speaking, his brow twitched suddenly, and he glanced into the distance out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't show any unusual expression.

In the next instant, a gunshot rang out, and a bullet flew straight toward Fang Ping. Judging from its target, it landed right between his eyebrows, clearly indicating that the person who fired the shot was filled with murderous intent.

“What the hell!”

"Oh my god, what happened!"

A bullet hovered between Fang Ping's eyebrows. This scene utterly shocked everyone present. Who dared to be so ruthless?

Or perhaps they're courting death?

Fang Ping's figure vanished instantly, and before a phantom could disappear, he reappeared, still holding a black man in his hand.

Fang Ping could have killed him before he attacked, but after searching for information through the Emperor, he changed his mind instantly.

There are always some fools in this world who fear power but not morality, and Fang Ping happens to be someone who doesn't like to indulge others.

Moreover, he doesn't want to be praised too much for the time being, otherwise any flaws could be magnified and, if someone with ulterior motives guides the narrative, the positive sentiment could fluctuate wildly.

The impact on Fang Ping was simply enormous.

He might as well go all the way and be more thorough. Anyway, he had already anticipated this from the moment he took action without hesitation and killed those vampires.

Because once the vampire prince is destroyed, the vampire servants who were transformed can return to normal.

Whether they were shot, killed by Fang Ping, or killed by others, they were truly dead and had no chance of being resurrected.

Therefore, Fang Ping could guess what kind of impact it would have, and even the controversy surrounding him.

As for why not hold back or choose other methods, it's because it's meaningless; the inherent flaws of human nature are fundamentally unavoidable.

They dared not, nor were they able to, retaliate against or protest against the vampires' slaughter and the demons' destruction.

However, justice is very likely to be placed on a moral high ground and then become a weapon against justice.

If Fang Ping is too cautious, they will only make more and more unreasonable demands.

Should the damaged houses be compensated? And who is responsible for the losses caused by the battle?

Once caught in this trap, Fang Ping would have to be guided by righteousness and constantly protect that fragile facade.

Otherwise, we will have to face the betrayal of public opinion and the withdrawal of righteousness.

From the very beginning, Fang Ping had already made this preparation when he decided to split his soul.

If good people are meant to be held at gunpoint, then Fang Ping has lowered the bar for good people.

What is rushed is not a good deal. When Rahu arrives, everything will be destroyed and all hope will be shattered. Then they will naturally remember and pray for the arrival of justice.

So Fang Ping looked at the person in front of him and asked without hesitation, "I can smell an evil aura on you, a stench of sin. Why are you attacking me?"

The guy in front of him looked like he was under a spell, staring at Fang Ping in terror. It took a while for the barrage of flashes from cameras to snap him out of it.

Upon hearing Fang Ping's question, he was initially stunned, but fear overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, causing him to suddenly collapse.

"You monster, you are the real devil! You killed so many people, you killed my wife, and my child, he was only a teenager, what did he do wrong..."

In an instant, the room fell silent, and then Fang Ping clearly felt an even more intense gaze directed his way.

Those video cameras were like deadly banners, and the righteous energy boiled over in an instant, as if a single wrong word from Fang Ping could instantly reverse the previous praise.

Fang Ping's gaze was calm, his expression unwavering, showing no trace of shame or helplessness in the face of questioning.

He didn't even glance at the limp Niko at his feet, but calmly looked at the group and spoke indifferently.

"I have a senior who, from the very beginning, upheld the principle of opposing good and evil, fought against it throughout his life, and never went against it."

Once, when he led his four disciples to capture a royal zombie, a sudden downpour broke the formation, and a bolt of lightning added another layer of cultivation to the beast.

Despite the senior's best efforts, he was unable to kill the royal zombie. Not only that, all four of his disciples were infected with the zombie poison, and he himself could not escape his fate.

With his last breath, he personally killed the four disciples he had adopted since childhood, and finally committed suicide, sacrificing himself for his cause.

Given the opportunity, they can also expel the corpse poison and return to normal life.

But that senior colleague didn't hesitate at all. Do you think he'll regret it? Will he feel guilty or regretful?

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