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Yan had no time to inquire about the urgency between Shasha and Hua Ye. It was evident that Hua Ye had not suffered any losses at Shasha's expense. Originally trying to boast about his triumphant return, Hua Ye was now furious, waving his hand to shatter the illusory scene before him.
As the image plunged into darkness, everyone exchanged glances, and they heard Prince Robespierre of the Yiren Civilization say, "Your Majesty, it seems the enemy we face is not just Morgana, is it?"
This obvious question prompted Kaila to scold him sharply, "Mind your words, Prince Robespierre. If you are loyal to Queen Kaisa, you must respect her choices. Regardless of your grievances, please consider where we are!"
Robespierre bowed slightly in response. "I apologize; I think I need to reflect on myself."
With that, he took his leave with his subordinates.
Kaila wanted to call him back but heard Yan coldly say, "Let him go. A forced alliance bears no fruit. Even if they participate in this holy war, the outcome will not change because of them. From the very beginning, they have never cared who rules over them; what matters is who offers greater benefits."
Kaila fell silent. With Kesha's demise, so-called justice had long become a mere empty phrase.
After observing for a while, Shasha whispered, "Actually, you don't need to fight Morgana to the death."
At her words, all the envoys except Yan shot her angry glares.
Noticing the hostility directed at her, Shasha shrugged. "I think right now Hua Ye poses a greater threat than Morgana, don’t you?"
"But Queen Kaisa did indeed die at Morgana's hands!" Kaila emphasized the importance of this fact. This was also how all the envoys perceived their enemies: hatred outweighed threat; that was their mindset.
Wayne realized that convincing them to temporarily set aside their hatred for Morgana and focus entirely on Tao Tie would be impossible—unless Kesha were resurrected.
But where was Kesha now? Her divine body had been shattered into pieces, scattered throughout Emerald Star. According to Liang Bing at that time, Kesha had no ability to resurrect.
Yet that was then; now Morgana was well aware of Kesha's potential resurrection—though it remained unspoken.
What kind of grand scheme were these old friends from ten thousand years ago playing? Wasn't the premise to ensure that neither side descended into a life-or-death struggle?
Giving up on thinking about these troublesome matters, Wayne looked at Yan. If there was anyone in the entire Nebula he could convince, it would be her. "Yan, there are some things I hope to discuss with you privately."
Yan was taken aback for a moment, then without hesitation waved her hand to dismiss the others.
Before long, only the two of them remained. Shasha sighed lightly, "I'm sorry that I'm not here as a friend. To be honest, this request may put you in a difficult position, but it's crucial for the greater good of Earth, and I have no choice."
Yan was very clever. Although she lacked many emotional factors typical of humans, she possessed human-like analytical abilities. After a brief moment of thought, she realized what Shasha was likely to propose. "Is it about Morgana?"
"Yes. I hope you can temporarily set aside your desire for revenge against Morgana and instead cooperate to expel the Tao Tie currently on Earth." Shasha clearly noticed the change in Yan's expression as she made this request.
"You should know that our Nebula and Morgana cannot coexist. This request—"
"What if Kesha isn't dead?"
Yan was momentarily stunned, thinking she had misheard. "What did you say? Can you repeat that?"
"I mean, what if Kesha, the founder of your former Justice Order, is not dead?" Shasha emphasized her words again.
"Impossible. Many people witnessed Queen Kaisa die in the explosion at Emerald Star," Yan said incredulously. In her understanding, the moment a divine body was shattered meant that rebirth had become a distant hope. It was like the last line of defense in a firewall; once breached, the ultimate result would be total collapse.
Not everyone could survive relying on secondary biological engines, and there was only that one chance for them.
"I know this is hard for you to believe; you might even think it's impossible. But let me ask you this: among the gods who have survived for over ten thousand years, have you ever seen one fall so easily? Morgana? Pan Zhen? Or perhaps Death God Karl? Or that Hua Ye from before? Why do you assume that what you believe to be true must indeed be true?"
Shasha's words plunged Yan into deep thought. She pondered: if Queen Kaisa were alive, what could her purpose be? In the end, she arrived at the same conclusion as Wayne; this was a much larger game at play. Everyone was kept in the dark, all becoming pawns being used—fallen beings, demons, and other civilizations.
At this point, Yan bit her lip as a feeling of faith crumbled within her.
Yen stared blankly, his lips nearly bitten through. Shasha placed both hands on his shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Look at me!"
Yen gazed at him, dazed.
"It doesn't need to be so complicated, does it? What we need to do is simple. My goal is to expel the Tao Tie from Earth, while your purpose is to uphold justice. We are on the same path; there's no need to concern ourselves with other factors. The Justice Order may have been the source of your faith in the past, but now you are the Queen of Nebula. You have the absolute right to establish your own beliefs!"
Shasha's words carried a certain degree of persuasion, guiding Yen to build her own faith and follow her own will. There was nothing wrong with that. Why should one adhere to the will of predecessors? Why be a puppet under their intentions? If one has the ability, why not act on it?
These words planted a seed in Yen's heart. She had never realized the rights that came with her identity, meaning she had overlooked many things while considering responsibility or obligation, even living without a sense of self.
"I think I understand now."
Hearing her soft sigh, Shasha remained silent. Reconstructing one's faith was undoubtedly a difficult task, but he believed Yen could achieve it.
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