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Atlas Studios
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There was the sound of an explosion. The two figures roamed about and clashed with each other in a frenzy. It was like seeing two shooting stars chasing each other at high speeds.
No one had seen such a scene. Fights between two Class A’s were extremely rare.
Back then, when Li Xianyi wanted to attack the Puppet Master outside the Koh Chang Island remains, the Puppet Master did not fight back. But this time, the bishop and the Saint from the Department of Faith Theory were battling each other at full force. This was a battle of fame within a first-rate organization. Neither of them could afford to retreat.
This battle happened in the south-east region of Africa. It was nice to watch, but all the cities that they had passed by were affected by the battle.
The two of them flew a few hundred meters above the ground. When they passed by Anguo, the buildings on the ground would sway whenever they clashed due to the explosions that they produced.
Buildings that were not sturdy enough collapsed with a crash due to the explosions, crushing innocent citizens underneath.
The bishop and the Saint were not aware of what was happening beneath them. They were not in the mood to attend to other affairs either. Furthermore, many locals were used to these sorts of battles.
To many citizens around the world, the magically rich era meant a chaotic world. To Africa, they had been living in a world of chaos all along.
A naked child on the ground looked blankly at the two shooting stars in the sky. He could not see the people who were fighting. Before he could even understand what was happening, the houses beside him started to collapse.
An adult hurriedly carried him and looked at the sky with a cold expression on his face. To them, no matter whether it was a Practitioner, a warlord, or the mercenary army, there was no difference.
To them, the world had never been kind to them. They had to face disease and war.
No one cared who was fighting above them. No one cared about who would die. They did not have much to do with the people fighting.
There were many places like Africa around the world. Some people may not understand, but the peace on this world may not be as a matter of course. It was exchanged with blood and lives.
Lu Shu continually checked the direction he was going in. He had to head west where the sea was.
Francesco, who was chasing him, did not understand why Lu Shu would choose this direction. In reality, everyone thought that Lu Shu had made such a large detour to ask the Saint for help, thus when the Saint did not pay attention to him, they were very happy. But soon after, no one dared to even smile.
As Lu Shu ran wildly, he kicked up a storm of dust. If Francesco and the rest did not move, they would become like statues covered in yellow sandy soil. They would become behavioral art…
The group who was chasing Lu Shu did not communicate the entire journey. It was not that they did not want to communicate, but if they opened their mouths, they would end up with a mouth full of sand and dust. It was very uncomfortable.
Although this wilderness was filled with yellow sandy soil, there were still many animals. Africa was a very contradictory place. Although it seemed very poor, the soil was very rich in nutrients.
If there were animals, there would be animal droppings as well…
Lu Shu grabbed a tree branch and ran. When he saw a huge pile of animal droppings,he was very happy. He used the branch to flick the droppings behind him.
Francesco and the rest could not see what was in front of them due to the sandy soil. Pa!
Francesco, who was moving at a high speed, suddenly came in contact with the pile of animal droppings. The droppings broke into small pieces upon impact. It sounded as if something had exploded. Francesco was covered in droppings…
Urgh…
Francesco bent down and almost vomited. What was this? Can you attack more like a Practitioner?!
From Francesco Russo’s distress, +666!
Many experts in the realm of cultivation had killed many people, but they lacked the mental strength and failed to take precautions against such disgusting attacks. They were not physically weak, but they had never gone through special training.
Some special troops were trained to eat insects and even animal droppings in order to survive. For example, the droppings of some species of rabbits were full of nutrients…
As a key academic in the Department of Faith Theory, Francesco’s daily life was very luxurious. He had very strong combat abilities, but never thought that he would land himself in such a disgusting chase.
If the person being chased was not careful, he could be surrounded and killed by five Class B experts. Shouldn’t his first instinct be to run for his life? How did he think of so many disgusting attacks?
With Francesco’s gentlemanly pride, he could not bear it. How did he, a key academic, become a dirt man!
No, he was a dirt man before he was attacked by the droppings. So now he was… droppings man?
From Francesco Russo’s distress, +666!
The European Practitioners were broadly split into two camps. One camp felt that Practitioners and Metahumans were the same as ordinary people. There could also be ordinary people with the aptitude for cultivation, thus they should not be separated.
Another camp felt differently. For example, the Department of Faith Theory insisted that they had been chosen by a divine being, and had qualities that were different from ordinary people. Ordinary people should support them. This was not just the basic principle for their dominant position. They believed in this as well.
This encompassed the species debate around the world. This debate was not only limited to Europe. It existed in America and Asia as well.
But the Deities were on another level. They labeled themselves not as humans, but as descendants of the Titan bloodline, because mythology said so…
At first, everyone thought that the Deities wanted to use this argument to control and enslave the ordinary people in Northern Europe. After all, many Practitioner organizations used such arguments to enslave ordinary people.
But later on, everyone realized that the Deities did not have this intention in mind. Their way of thinking was just more exotic.
What the Deities meant was that their species were different, like the difference between a cat and a dog. No one was superior to the other. They wanted to be equal to and make friends with humans. They believed that everyone was equal…
This was amazing. Neither the realm of cultivation nor humans could understand them…
