Chapter 425, God, I am innocent.

Chapter 425, God, I am innocent.

What is faith? Faith is a kind of sustenance, a kind of pillar, so it can't bring anything. Even if many things in this world are constantly telling you that it will not bring you anything, but you are still pious. Why?

Maybe I grew up in a narrow alley with mottled rust climbing up, drinking the smelly and turbid sewage, and I might die every day. I was desperate to fill my stomach, living in confusion and dying casually, but I could still glimpse, glimpse the different corners of this world, high in the sky, the dark red rust is no longer climbing wantonly, all kinds of colors are shining, and the incredible world casts a ray of light on me, which makes me feel painful.

Even the dumped garbage is more delicious than what I eat every day, and I need to fight for it at all costs. I would rather not see such light, I would rather not see it.

Life is so difficult, it is hard to describe, there are too many things that cannot be described, I would not feel this way before, once, I seemed to have met a messenger of God, every day, at the border between the outer city and the upper city, a rat girl would pity him and give him some things that he never dared to believe in the past, he remembered, he remembered her appearance, it was spotless, pure white, even the gaps in her claws were not stained with mud, he and I seemed to be in two different worlds, but the kind-hearted girl was willing to reach out to him, a lowly guy.

He could not forgive himself, he did not know what he had done, even today he often regretted, he tore her apart.

In the charity day by day, I became more and more panic, I became more and more afraid, I became more and more inferior, look at me, look at me, I am just a rat mixed in the garbage dump, a poor egg, a lowly guy, I am a lowly guy!

That day, I received a brand new set of clothes. That day, in panic, I killed the angel who had coveted me. I was stained with unwashable sins. I fled in panic, hiding in the tunnel, curled up there, trembling with fear and despair.

"What have I done, God, what have I done!"

Desperate in fear, day by day, until I was dying, I finally crawled out of the dirty sewer. No one was looking for me anymore, but I was dying too, until I knelt in front of the temple in the lower city, until I listened to the old priest talk about the greatness of the gods.

On that day, a desperate and confused rat boy in the lower city had his own pillar.

Trembling, he knelt in front of the vague statue and made a sincere request.

"I am a lowly fellow, a hopeless fellow, a guilty fellow, great God, please forgive me! Great God! Please forgive me! Great God! Great God!"

After that day, a Ratman city in Black Iron City had one more devout believer.

Perhaps beyond Du Yuan's expectation, even though the God no longer bestowed blessings, even though the sacred light gradually dimmed and faded, the Ratmen never gave up their faith. Whether in the past, present, or future, the Ratmen always needed a God, and the Ratmen were always the ones who could not live without God.

In the ruins deep in the dark wilderness, in front of the altar made of flesh, bones, and blood, the kneeling one-armed Ratman finally raised his arm, with an extremely peaceful expression, he knelt heavily in front of the altar made of flesh and blood, and whispered in a low voice.

"I am innocent."

He died without a sound. Was he really kneeling to Du Yuan? Perhaps not.

In the whistling wind, the black gravel was brought to the bottom of this huge dark mountain and to this ruin. It was piled up and buried everything. Everything returned to peace.

The rulers, the fallen and the betrayers among the ratmen did not understand. They wanted to get rid of the god who no longer looked at them, but they did not understand that it was not the great god who needed them, but they needed the great god.

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The madness of the guys in the outer city was not practical. They were quickly suppressed. The mad surge died in the dense steam bullets and magic beams.

In the prelude of this chaos, everything finally fell. The bigwigs in the inner city seemed to have won the final victory and were going to eat meat. In their joy, until, until a larger and exhausted ratman crusade came to the city again.

These guys used the same trick as before. They wanted to rely on the planetary guards and the half-remaining city as bargaining chips to negotiate with these guys and get exemptions in this war.

This should be a very smooth process, because they communicated with the top leaders of the Crusades a long time ago. Before this war, even now, this contact has not been interrupted, but the result is unexpected.

This larger and more elite Crusades that arrived ignored the shaking tails of these guys, and the commander with mottled blood on his body gave the order to attack without hesitation.

Everything was in chaos. The ratmen in the inner city were finally a little scared. In panic, they commanded the planetary guards in their hands to start defense. Unfortunately, not all of the planetary guards in their hands stood on their side. After a planetary guard in the defensive direction turned against them, there would be no more deviations in the result.

Amid desperate and terrified shouts, a massacre began.

The situation on the Black Iron Star began to deviate. Under the abuse of the Crusade Army, the purge of the First Expeditionary Fleet of the Rat Empire, and the end of the vacillation of the Ratmen Engineers Association, more and more ratmen who wanted to keep their property voted with their butts. In this series of events, the situation has changed a lot.

In short, even if Qi still led his fleet high in the sky and did not formally intervene in the chaos in the Black Iron Star, the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable for them, the Crusade Army.

The situation was already very critical, so critical that they even began to take action against these vacillators regardless of more things. Instead of tolerating the vacillation of these guys, they now needed more resources, immediate resources, and needed these to carry out this war.