Zongman: Sharingan just opened, you said it was the fault of the earth

But the more he thought about it, the darker his face became.

"It doesn't feel right."

This is not as simple as finding a dark and windy night, sneaking into the central square and secretly smashing a stone.

Bai Yulin turned his head and looked out the window.

His gaze rested on the Tower of Babel standing in the center of Orario in the distance.

Building a statue looks like a crowning of glory.

But Bai Yulin understood that the woman never did anything meaningless.

Suddenly, a flash of electricity passed through Bai Yulin's mind.

Now, all the people of Orario are under the charm of Freya.

They had long since determined that he was a member of Freya's family.

If the purpose is just to strengthen cognition, there is no need to build such meaningless statues.

But Freya did it anyway.

Not for others, but for him.

The meeting last night made Freya realize that she was not bewitched.

She couldn't control Bai Yulin, and even Ota and the others couldn't do it.

Therefore, Freya needed a "nail" to nail him to the identity of "Freya's family".

Moreover, Bai Yulin's system is a ruthless machine.

The tasks it issues are never inexplicable.

From the system's perspective, this statue is not a simple building, but a flag that Freya uses to embody "charm".

So this main branch task will be triggered.

Bai Yulin had a very strong premonition that as long as he destroyed this inexplicable statue, he could complete the final fusion of the Rinnegan.

Officially entering the startup phase of Infinite Tsukuyomi!

After figuring it out, Bai Yulin raised the corner of his mouth.

Hephaestus, who was standing by, saw Bai Yulin's calm but cold smile, was stunned for a few seconds before asking:

"What are you going to do?"

The red-haired sister couldn't help but frown.

"Freya, did she realize that you weren't enchanted, and then she deliberately created this ritual—"

"She just wants you to know that even if you escape her control, the entire Orario has already considered you hers."

Hephaestus' tone was calm, but every word was as sharp as a knife.

God knows God best.

She saw through Freya's nature of this drama at a glance.

Bai Yulin nodded, he did not deny:

"You're right."

"So we just need to get rid of this crap."

Hephaestus was silent for a moment.

"Yu Lin, don't be impulsive. The Central Square is the heart of Orario."

"This is under the Tower of Babel. The use of magic is strictly prohibited. Even you can't do it in public—"

"Lord Hephaestus."

Bai Yulin interrupted the red-haired sister,

"I've already thought about it."

Hephaestus glanced at Bai Yulin's eyes, which were already emitting a faint purple glow. He wanted to say something, but in the end he did not speak.

After being silent for several seconds, she sighed softly and nodded:

"Once you make a decision, no one can stop you."

She didn't try to persuade him anymore, and she couldn't persuade him anymore.

This young man was no longer the silent newcomer she had first seen in the forge.

The aura around him has begun to overwhelm even that of a god.

"Yu Lin."

"When are you going to take action?"

Bai Yulin replied calmly:

"Tonight, when the moon rises."

……

Night falls quietly.

However, Orario is still not silent now.

Central Park was packed with people from early morning.

Countless adventurers and residents gathered here just to take a look at the unprecedented statue.

It is tens of meters high, standing below the Tower of Babel, overlooking the entire Orario. Bathed in the morning light, it is like a messenger of God descending to the earth.

What was even more shocking was the face of the statue. It was not Ota, nor any god.

But it was Bai Yulin.

A level 4 adventurer.

A "Freya Nova" who had just swept through Loki's family in the war games.

The statue was built in Freya's name and the inscription reads:

"The messenger of the goddess of beauty, born into the world, protects Orario with unrivaled power."

"——The perfect choice for Freya."

On the streets, people were talking about:

"Is this God's recognition? Freya regards him as a messenger of God?"

"I'm afraid this kid will directly replace Ota..."

"My God, this statue is so shocking. It feels like the whole square is bowing to him!"

"But...why him? He's not even LV.5!"

"What do you know? Did you watch that war game? That wasn't a battle that could be measured by level..."

"Most importantly - he's handsome."

"..."

More and more people began to stand in front of the statue to offer flowers, pray, and even imitate the statue's posture.

An atmosphere that is almost like faith quietly spreads in the city.

"That's really bad... This is basically coercion..."

In the distance, Lefiya was sitting on a bench, hugging her knees and pouting, looking at the tall statue with dissatisfaction.

The statue of Bai Yulin has deep eyes and an indifferent expression, which perfectly replicates his usual calm appearance. Even the pattern of the Sharingan is carefully carved.

Lefiya curled her lips: "...They don't know Yu Lin's thoughts at all, and just casually assume that he is Freya's person."

"Freya, she really went too far."

Ai Si, who was sitting next to him, remained silent.

She just raised her head and looked at the cold giant statue. The statue's face was reflected in her golden eyes. Her expression was calm yet inexplicably complicated.

After a long while, Ai Si spoke softly:

"...He probably doesn't like this kind of thing."

At the top of the Tower of Babel, Freya looked at the people coming and going below, and her signature smile appeared on her face again:

"If you don't accept my charm... then I will let the whole world love you."

"If you don't admit that you're mine... then I'll make everyone think you are."

"Yu Lin, this is the real charm."

Behind her are the core members of Freya's family.

Ota stood silently, Hedin, Hegeni and others lined up in a row, and everyone looked unnatural.

Freya tilted her head slightly and asked:

"Where's Yu Lin?"

"Still in the Hephaestus Familia, never left."

Freya hummed, but her eyes did not move away from the statue in the square.

Her eyes dimmed slightly after a brief silence.

The words Bai Yulin said last night involuntarily emerged in my mind.

The chest ached again.

She was clearly a goddess of beauty, but for the first time someone used the word "hateful" to describe her, which broke the divinity that she was so proud of.

"Wait, let's go find Yu Lin together."

Freya's tone returned to a gentle smile.

"At least, let him see the statue I made for him with his own eyes."

"I think he will be very happy."

When everyone heard this, they just raised their heads and looked at Freya's back.

After a long silence, he just nodded.

……

Night finally falls.

The silvery-white moon hung high in the sky, covering the entire Orario with a hazy silver veil.

At this time, the central square was no longer as crowded as it was during the day.

Occasionally, a few patrolling members of the Ganesha clan passed by, and they only took a quick glance, then were attracted by the towering statue and showed expressions of awe.

On a bench not far away, Ais and Lefiya had been sitting quietly for a long time.

Several hours have passed since the sunset until the moonlight is at its peak.

Lefiya held her wand, her initial nervousness turning into exhaustion, and then exhaustion turning into confusion:

"Lady Ais..."

"Let's go back first."

Ai Si raised her eyes slightly, looked at the statue for a long time, and then said "hmm" softly.

The two were about to get up and leave.

However, the next second, footsteps suddenly came from the end of the street behind him.

Ais and Lefiya turned their heads almost subconsciously.

Under the moonlight, the figure of the black-haired boy slowly appeared, walking towards the square against the light.

A glimmer of light flashed in Aisi's eyes, and Lefiya exclaimed reflexively: "Yu Lin!"

The figure did not quicken his pace, nor did he speak.

He just walked step by step towards the huge statue standing in the center, which was built under the attention and worship of countless people.