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six Considering that she was too young, he asked her to follow Wilson to stop people, and tried not to let her get involved in such a dangerous mission. Because the other party looked a little younger than Amiya, he had no way to protect Amiya, and he was absolutely unwilling to let other innocent girls be stained with blood that did not belong to him.

Chara volunteered to hold Frisk back, as she didn't seem too keen on meeting humans.

As for Steve, he is responsible for performing miracles, after all, his skills are quite amazing.

206 Let's discuss this. You can't refuse.

Today is still an ordinary day, so ordinary that the sun rises as usual, so ordinary that some people are born and some grow old as usual, so ordinary that some people suffer for living and some people struggle with death.

And some people are still arguing about it.

"Monsters should all die!"

"Non-my family, its heart must be different!"

This is illogical opposition.

"Why? Since they have the same thinking as humans, they should have human rights. How can we deprive them of the conditions for life? You are such assholes."

"They're all living beings. They already have their own civilization, their own culture and ideals. They actively admit their mistakes and have done a lot of good things. Aren't they much better than those bastards who talk about morality and justice?"

This is a logical supporter.

"They've killed people, and they're just pretending to be friendly now! If we really let them go, they'll soon reveal their true colors and brutally kill those innocent people!"

"How can you guarantee that all their previous help wasn't just a disguise? They're monsters! With our current attitude, if the positions were reversed, I wouldn't be able to tolerate it. How long do you think they can endure it? This is a time bomb of uncertainty."

This is a logical opposition.

"We should seek truth from facts and judge their mistakes within a reasonable range. At the same time, we should exercise reasonable control over those innocent monsters. Taking the lives of other creatures for no reason is simply too arrogant."

This is the rational neutral faction.

"It's none of my business. If I have time to worry about this, I might as well worry about my salary which is falling every year."

This is the crowd who likes to watch the fun and not mind getting involved.

"I don't have any objections. I'm just curious about the magic of those things. I recommend that the country deal with them, even if it means using torture to get the truth out of them first. They're not human anyway, so I don't have much sympathy for them."

This is the greatest benefit and everything else is easy to discuss.

As soon as someone spoke, they were scolded. Everyone argued their own opinions and the argument became a chaotic mess.

They typed away on their keyboards, arguing with each other with fierce verbal attacks, and in the end, the discussion, which was initially somewhat tolerable, became almost a meaningless quarrel, with people either greeting your relatives or being greeted by others about their relatives.

Then their computer or phone screen quickly went black.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the screen lit up again. The extremely strange but obviously non-human face in front of the screen immediately made them panic.

"I'm sorry, humans. This is the only way I can communicate with you. We'll construct a platform next to your tallest building. If you'd like to come and ask questions and discuss things in person, we'd warmly welcome you. But for now, please sit down and listen to us."

The slightly lazy and hoarse voice soothed the originally restless crowd, but not everyone could remain rational.

"! Damn it, do you think I will believe your tricks?"

Those guys impatiently unplugged their computers or turned off their phones, but it was no use. The phones could not be turned off. Even if the computers were unplugged, the images were still clear. Except for a few who were so angry that they picked up their computers or phones and smashed them on the ground, most people were reluctant to do so and did not move. They just watched quietly.

Those who smashed the computer in anger wandered around for a while. Those who were close to the computer gritted their teeth and prepared to go to the place the other party mentioned to take a look. If they died, it would just confirm the reputation of those guys as demons.

In a sense, their ideas have become so stubborn that they cannot be persuaded by words. They are a group of martyrs who can defend their self-awareness, regardless of whether they are right or wrong.

Compared to the panic of the people, those national groups that thought they were superior were the most panicked. They did want to force them to confess their magic, so they controlled public opinion to a certain extent and allowed online malice to run rampant. In a sense, they even condoned and accelerated the progress of confrontation and disgust between the two races.

"Is it still not repairable?"

"No, there's no way to predict their methods. They don't seem like technology, but more like magic."

If Tony Stark heard this, he would definitely snort in disdain. This was his technological means. If the other party couldn't crack it, he would classify it as something he couldn't understand. This was really too self-defeating.

After receiving answers like these many times, those who were supposed to be sitting on high places were silent for a while and decided to go and take a look themselves. No matter how much they were dissuaded, they remained determined.

He wanted to know what they were doing and to personally interrogate them. Even if they forced the other party to hand over their magic and had some selfish motives, overall they were indeed doing it for the entire human race.

Of course, they may not care about the life and death of an individual, but once it comes to the entire nation, their righteousness drives them not to give up the initiative so easily. After all, what the other party has shown has exceeded their understanding. If magic can show more characteristics, the best plan is to make concessions, and the worst plan may be to repeat the war.

To be honest, before the speech started, I had not expected that Sans's lazy voice would be so suitable for speeches. Even though his tone was calm and not very sad, it was mostly a bit sarcastic. But the more I listened, the more I felt that those atrocities should not have happened.

Unexpectedly, it can infect people's emotions.

He slowly recounted the history of the monster.

It tells the story of the past when these two races lived in harmony with each other.

How do humans start wars? How do two sides become enemies?

It tells the story of how a monster, after being defeated and sealed underground by humans, endured loneliness without seeing the sun for thousands of years, and how it managed to find joy in its suffering in this small world.

He finally gradually talked about the beginning of the feud and the first human who fell.

Chara was also listening to the speech. When she heard this part, she couldn't help but sigh and tried to calm down and not think about the past.

Then it was said that after the first child who fell died, the child of the king of their tribe returned the body to the ground, but was mistaken for a murderous monster and was killed. This action angered the monster, which led to the murder of the next six children.

In it, he revealed a fact that they could have used the soul of one child to return to the ground and kill people to collect the souls of seven children, but they themselves were unwilling to do so, so it turned out like this, and the last child.

He finally recounted what happened after Frisk fell, and how he resolved their hatred and became friends.

Just as the story was about to come to an end, someone broke into this empty place. He looked at Shans and roared.

"You damn monsters, give me back my child's life!"

207 "Give me back my child!"

Traces of grease and dust still clung to the father who had barged in, shouting. His clothes were patched, a tattered mess of fabric from the garbage heap. His hair was tangled like a bird's nest, and perhaps one day a bird would come and take up residence there.

His angry and hoarse voice attracted everyone's attention, even the ghosts.

"Stop pretending to be pitiful!!! Have mercy, have mercy! I feel sick just seeing your ugly faces. Why don't you have mercy on my child? She's still so young! And so lively!"

His scolding was clearly heard by everyone, including those hiding behind the screen.

His arrival plunged the atmosphere, which had been gradually calming down and even becoming peaceful, into frenzy and chaos again.

Seeing that they were originally unwilling to accept the outcome, I fell into a gloating mood. They were happily talking and muttering "I knew it", without speculating the worst outcome for each other, and then used the father's unexpected intrusion as favorable evidence.

They were so excited that they wanted to unite completely and find like-minded people to confirm their ideas with each other. Some of those who were close to them were even planning to call up groups of people to go to the scene together to create blood and chaos.

Anyway, those monsters are useless, so it doesn't matter if they are killed.

The computer was controlled, and they were helpless in the fear that had suppressed their emotions to the extreme. Therefore, when they found the slightest possibility of getting up and killing, they quickly released their malice like springs.

Even though they have already seen many unreasonable things, even though those monsters may be really powerful, how can the truth that they briefly thought about in their minds suppress the fanatical emotions?

And they deeply believed that the monsters' magic was just a template that looked strong on the outside but was weak on the inside, otherwise those monsters would have started killing people long ago. As for the computer being hacked this time, it should be just a technical problem.

The man who had completely gone crazy thought so.

It's not their fault. Before this day came, they had launched countless attacks and curses on the monsters, and even ran into their homes, smashing things inside without restraint, and painting words like monster, disgusting, and get out on their walls.

They do all these things based on the assumption that humans are the overlords and those monsters are just vassals. Therefore, no matter how they bully them, the other party will just swallow their anger because humans can easily crush them.

It is because of this mentality that they act so unscrupulously.

However, this incident made them realize that they were not standing on the altar, but on a shaky tile house that could collapse at any time, so they panicked and wanted to nip this kind of thing in the bud and kill the other party before they were killed by the other party.

As for the option of peace, they have never considered it in their minds, because they know very well that if they possess strong power, they will definitely kill those who dare to insult them, causing rivers of blood and ruling with force.

They don't believe in peace, so they won't beg for peace.

Just as they were moving, another group of people also moved. They were all wearing red robes and looked like people who were performing sacrifices in some ceremony.

"So you damn murderers! As long as you are not dead, you will never deserve peace! My daughter is already dead, why are you murderers standing here in peace? Why?!"

In the end, the father could no longer suppress his anger. He rushed up with a crazy look on his face, grabbed Shanqi's collar, and pulled it tightly, as if he wanted to strangle him to death.

Shansi himself could easily dodge it, saving the opponent's pitiful speed that seemed to be non-existent. As long as he wanted, he could easily avoid it.

But he looked at the other person's wrinkled face, white hair, and twisted and painful appearance.

He can't hide anymore.

He could only stand here and accept the other party's anger.

Because that's what all monsters deserve.

Like Frisk said.

No matter what the reason, killing someone is killing someone, and bearing the sin is bearing the sin. Even if you don't have to pay for it now, you will have to pay for it sooner or later.

The sound of unclear footsteps came from the stage behind the scenes, and the sound of the curtain being lifted scared the poor father so much that he trembled all over and swallowed involuntarily.

Even though he had prepared for death before he came, he began to panic again when the moment death really seemed to befall him.

In panic, he thought of his once lively and cheerful daughter. It was just a holiday, a trip, and he would never see his once lively and young daughter again.

He will never see his only relative again, and he failed to protect his daughter, whose wife died in childbirth.

The look that was originally slightly frightened was once again filled with fanatical anger. He glared at the other person with hatred.

"Don't try to make me surrender!" Perhaps frightened, his voice wasn't as frantic as before, but still brimming with aggression. "If you want to kill me, then come on! I don't mind going down there to be with my own daughter, and to show those politicians, blinded by profit, how despicable and shameful you are. You're a dangerous race, and you should be eradicated by every possible means!"

"Feel sorry."

He heard a deep voice say this, and the father let go of the monster he had been holding and subconsciously looked at the monster that spoke.

The other person looked like a sheep. He was taking off his crown and holding it in his hand, saying the words of embarrassment with a sad expression.

The father's face suddenly became even more distorted.

"! Sorry? Sorry, what's the point? The person is already dead, and you are pretending to apologize. Don't you think it's ridiculous? Don't think that I will forgive you or force me to forgive you. Don't even think about it!"

"No"

Asgore tightened the crown in his hand and sighed with a look of sadness on his face.

"I'm not begging for your forgiveness, but if you want to judge me, then judge me. I am willing to accept your laws. Even if it means the death penalty, it's what I deserve, because I killed all the humans. The other monsters are innocent. I don't care. I'll die here, but I hope you can let the other monsters go."

After he said all this, he raised his head and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

"I know how angry and sad it is to lose a child because I've lost one myself, so whatever the sentence is, I deserve it."

208 Negotiations have already weakened

There is a miracle standing next to the world's tallest building, a huge and exquisite square-shaped suspended and enclosed relic-style building.

In fact, Tony Stark did sincerely suggest replicating a Tony Stark Tower, but unfortunately it was unanimously rejected by everyone.

In short, this ingenious building that humans have no way of understanding appeared in front of everyone's noses, and no one even knew when they built it.

This miracle almost became the last straw that broke the camel's back for those fanatics.

They squatted, sat or lay helplessly on the ground, looking up at the terrain that had been assimilated into blocks. They didn't even have the courage to stand in the teleportation array and teleport into the room.

Those ridiculous fantasies were crushed to ashes in this miracle, and the courage brought by the original fanaticism and blindness disappeared without a trace in an instant.

They stood there dejectedly, praying and hoping that the monster would be just as they said, kind, peaceful, and friendly, and that all the things they had done and the sins they had committed in the past would be offset.

Don't they claim to be kind? Then we should forgive them.

Compared with the random speculations of ordinary people, the more they know about the means of detection, the more they understand the horror of this building, not to mention that they have also detected the invisible behemoth in the sky. Those politicians or leaders have no way to sit back and watch as before, allowing friction between the two sides, or even worse collisions.

And the reports one after another made the depressed mood even heavier.

“No magnetic feedback.”

“Each block seems to be separate.”

"I haven't got a clue."

"It may take ten years to figure out the principle."

Words like these let the 2% of people know facts that the 80% of people don't know, such as that if a war really breaks out, only humans will be destroyed, unless they are willing to launch nuclear bombs endlessly to destroy the earth and all living things.

However, they didn't know whether the other party had any means of interception, and the other party had already shown enough sincerity for peace before. It was only because they pressed on again and again and were unwilling to give in that the other party showed its sharp fangs, but it was only for self-protection, making it impossible for them to make up their minds to die together.

However, before they could make up their minds to take another step forward and negotiate face to face with them, they saw a red torrent rushing over and pushing them aside.

Everyone looked at the red torrent in astonishment, and watched them step onto the teleportation array and go up without hesitation, falling into confusion and shock.

As you can see, I am a human being, a human being wearing a red robe.