Galaxy Domination Guide-Chapter 682 - 668 Their Meaning of Existence (Part 2)
"Roar—" Angry citizens ran towards Bai Zhongqi, wielding almost anything that could serve as a weapon: kitchen knives, folding chairs, flails, bricks.
Even Bai Zhongqi had just dodged a flower pot thrown from a window by a child upstairs.
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The entire city had gone mad!
It seemed as if their everyday lives no longer mattered; their sole purpose was to kill Bai Zhongqi.
Yet, in reality, they couldn't.
No ordinary weapon could penetrate Bai Zhongqi's barrier, as the Chancellor walked the streets of Li'an Mansion with a trace of bemusement in his eyes.
He had probably guessed what this was all about, but he was still somewhat shocked that the Pilgrims could actually do this.
They created a world where billions could dwell and set up an exaggerated scenario to resonate with Bai Zhongqi and spark his desire to participate. However, everything, every person, had only one goal: to kill Bai Zhongqi.
A horde of citizens, like a swarm of zombies, frantically charged at Bai Zhongqi, but nothing came within a meter in front of him. The barrier kept everyone out. Bai Zhongqi looked at their faces—expressionless, with only hatred and venom in their eyes. They didn't seem human but rather like wild beasts. Their only instinct was to kill Bai Zhongqi.
Whether it was a seventy-year-old with unsteady legs or a lovely toddler, they all slammed against Bai Zhongqi's barrier with all their might. When rebounded by the barrier, they had no chance to fly away; instead, they would crash into the people behind them, strike the barrier again, and after being battered to and fro by this force, they would die of grievous injuries.
As Bai Zhongqi himself moved, so did the crowd, and those who fell were given no chance to rise. Obsessed with Bai Zhongqi to exclusion of all else, they would trample those who had fallen to death.
Bai Zhongqi had not killed anyone, but people kept dying.
At that moment, Bai Zhongqi suddenly felt a surge of Star Energy.
Standing on the street corner, a Star Warrior blasted out a simulated attack of Beam Weapons, its power immense, turning those standing nearby to ash and only such an attack could actually affect Bai Zhongqi's barrier.
Bai Zhongqi looked at the sudden clear stretch of street; it was not even two seconds before others swarmed it. They were not frightened; they only wanted to kill him.
Then the Light Beam came at him again, but Bai Zhongqi was annoyed. Before the Light Beam could hit the citizens, he applied a powerful forward force to himself, knocking all those in front of him away like cannon fire, nearly turning them to mush and severed limbs upon contact.
Bai Zhongqi deftly dodged the Light Beam. The Insect Emperor's Hand, several times its normal size and like the hand of a monster, fiercely clenched the head of the Star Warrior who couldn't evade in time, and crushed it in an instant!
Just as Bai Zhongqi started to grow weary of these things and prepared to leave for a place with no people, the air suddenly vibrated again.
Bai Zhongqi scanned his surroundings, and he observed that people's expressions seemed to return to their faces. As if a certain condition had been lifted, they were somewhat dazed. Upon seeing the corpses and the bloodshed on the streets, many screamed in breakdown.
"Murder!"
"Waaaah, Mommy—"
The street was suddenly chaotic; if the previous scene could be called chaotic, at least everyone was doing one thing—killing Bai Zhongqi. But now, as if they had returned to being "themselves," the horrifying spectacle of blood-stained streets was too much for anyone to accept.
Especially because Bai Zhongqi's enormous Insect Emperor's Hand looked like a monster, and in his palm were the remains of burst brains, bits of bone, and brain matter, with the headless corpse kneeling beside him.
"You... you're Bai Zhongqi, aren't you?"
"Ah, yes, that's him! The one who gave that speech on TV, said he was some Spiritual Mentor."
"Demon, he killed so many people!"
"Police! Where are the police?"
People panicked and feared as Bai Zhongqi, showing non-human characteristics, caused everyone to be utterly terrified.
"So he's a murderer, he's killed so many people."
"Ah, my poor child, how could you just die like that."
Among the citizens who had lost loved ones, some looked at Bai Zhongqi not with fear but with despair and anger. A woman picked up a kitchen knife from the ground and rushed towards Bai Zhongqi.
Bai Zhongqi's face was all indifference. He swept his gaze over and made no move, yet the woman who had lost her son exploded into a mass of flying blood and flesh halfway through her charge.
The crowd grew even more afraid.
"Right! He's a freak, covered in Sorcery, he must have killed those people to practice his Evil Art!"
"Talking about being a national hero, a Spiritual Mentor, he's nothing but an evil spirit."
People were scared, running, but some were also discussing and accusing. All the negative emotions—hatred, fear, anger, despair—seemed to be directed at Bai Zhongqi. Bai Zhongqi noticed several young faces that had once been at his lectures. At this moment, when they looked at him, there was no longer any admiration, but the way one would look at a monster.
Finally, Bai Zhongqi understood why the Pilgrim had edited these people to look like his kin, why this world was made to resemble Earth. If it were just any world, Bai Zhongqi wouldn't have felt any empathy, he wouldn't feel guilty or uneasy about killing the people in front of him.
What the Pilgrim did was to make Bai Zhongqi immerse his emotions and then become the sinner of this world.
This was actually psychological warfare.
Bai Zhongqi couldn't say he was completely unaffected, but what he felt now was an immense hatred for the Pilgrim.
"No, that's not who he is!"
The crowd was pushed aside, and a girl with an incredibly beautiful face ran towards them.
Zhang Yingxi, she stood in front of Bai Zhongqi like a bird protecting its chick, her delicate body seemingly filled with immense will and strength.
"Oh dear, Miss Zhang, you better get out of the way, this man's a demon, he'll kill anyone."
Zhang Yingxi shook her head resolutely, turned to look at Bai Zhongqi with eyes full of love, and said, "He's the best person, he won't kill me, right?"
Bai Zhongqi looked at her exquisitely beautiful face and an unbidden softness arose in his heart.
