HCB Chapter 64 The Office of Rewards and Benevolence – Wei Zheng?
Chapter 64 The Office of Rewards and Benevolence – Wei Zheng?
Great, the Frankenstein monster is intelligent and has retained human consciousness, so it can communicate perfectly well. However, they don't understand each other's language.
At this moment, Ling Yunxiao suddenly thought of someone, Zhai Ge. He felt that with his talent, he could easily get by here.
Just then, the little Frankenstein monster suddenly repeated the king's words with a devout expression, finally extracting a word that it could understand.
"Vulcan! Vulcan! Vulcan!
??! ?????! ?????! ”
The little Frankenstein jumped up in surprise; it knew the word.
As it loudly repeated the word in Indonesian, all the stitched monsters knelt down with grateful devotion, and as they knelt, they all faced east.
Wang breathed a sigh of relief; his group had finally obtained some useful information.
“?? ????? ?? ??? ?? ???, ???? ????? ?? ??? ??, ?????? ???????? ?? ???, ?????? ?????? ?? !!”
After whispering amongst themselves for a while, the largest and the smallest of the two monsters looked at the group with a gentler gaze.
It stood among the stitched monsters and roared. After it repeated its words twice, all the stitched monsters gradually parted to make way for it, and this way led to the east.
The group exchanged glances and decided to hold off on taking action and go check it out.
The group put away their weapons. The stitched monsters were full of curiosity. Some had already scattered, while others were still watching from a distance, but none of them rushed forward to make things difficult for Ling Yunxiao and his companions.
The group walked for a day and a night, finally stopping before a dilapidated altar. On this altar sat a weakened deity, in the form of an immortal with four arms. His right hands held a triangular mudra and prayer beads, while his left hands held a bathing bottle and a staff, residing within flames.
He sensed the arrival of outsiders, and with some difficulty, he raised his eyes. After recognizing the group of people, his gaze settled on Ling Yunxiao.
"Where are you from? How did you manage to survive in the fog? Does your country still exist?"
"No, no, you didn't come here to save this place. You killed one of my clones, and now you've chased me here to kill me?"
Agni's voice was very gentle, and there was no killing intent or bloodlust in his eyes. He seemed completely different from the Outer Gods who had been corrupted by the mist.
The deity's words were directly imprinted in their minds, so there were no communication barriers.
"We are people of the Great Xia. Our entire country still exists, and we have developed many powerful human races, protecting even more ordinary human races."
To protect Great Xia, the gods joined forces to block the mist from entering, sacrificing their cultivation to become the National Guardian Stele, preventing the mist from entering. Therefore, the gods of Great Xia have become the National Guardian Stele and have entered the cycle of reincarnation, being reborn.
For some reason, Ling Yunxiao had a feeling that the fire god in front of him might not be an evil god. So, he answered the fire god's question.
Upon hearing Ling Yunxiao's reply, Agni's eyes flashed with longing, then turned lifeless.
"They are truly great gods..."
Unlike us, we are timid and cowardly, and our God has done many wrong things in order to survive.
My abilities are limited; even if I were to commit suicide, I fear I could not achieve what the Great Xia gods did.
You may kill me, but please spare my people here. They are all my believers, my people. I am powerless to protect them, so I could only exhaust my divine power to secretly create this place at the bottom of the Ganges.
As time passed, I dispersed a portion of my divine essence, transforming it into avatars to search for a pure land.
They also separated a portion of their divine essence, turning them into monsters who support each other as families or brothers, relying on the soul power of a few people to survive here with difficulty.
Perhaps one day, they will receive the favor of a greater god. Perhaps one day, they will vanish with this place, dying in the mist.
Agni's words silenced the group. They couldn't help but think of his doppelganger's words; if that doppelganger hadn't appeared in the capital, they might have been able to hear him speak clearly.
I already knew that this person was not an evil god.
Ling Yunxiao fell silent, hesitating. Killing this fire god would grant him at least two million units of reincarnation power, which might one day be enough to save some Great Xia god. But his conscience wouldn't allow him to make such a decision. This was a benevolent god who, though limited in ability, had done his utmost to protect his people; he shouldn't die.
"Captain Wang, should I kill him, or help him?"
Finally, Ling Yunxiao looked at Wang Mian, a man who was about the same age as him but was exceptionally mature and composed.
"Help him! There are still countless evil Outer Gods to kill in the mist. We're leaving the mist for revenge, to save humanity, not to kill and rob."
Hearing the king's decision, Ling Yunxiao was not surprised. He took out the judge's pen and the Book of Life and Death and carefully wrote a line.
"An old friend returns on the Bridge of Helplessness."
A gentle breeze blew by, and a middle-aged man dressed in a green official robe, looking like a friendly civil official, appeared before Ling Yunxiao.
"The Director of the Rewards and Benevolence Office, Wei Zheng. He has seen the scribes in charge of this office."
Ling Yunxiao raised an eyebrow, seemingly because his strength had increased and the recent two summons were increasingly in line with his wishes.
"Judge Wei, this is Agni, the fire god of Indonesia in this world. Do you think he can be included in your list of meritorious officials?"
Ling Yunxiao pointed to the extremely weak Agni. Agni looked at Wei Zheng, confused, thinking he was the current god of the Great Xia. He was shocked, his understanding of the power of the Great Xia gods was refreshed once again.
Faced with Agni's shocked yet reverent gaze, Wei Zheng nodded slightly and wrote Agni's name on the book of rewards with his judge's pen.
"Agni's origin is pure heavenly fire. In this terrible fog of pollution, if he chooses to live a secluded life in a corner, he should be able to live a very comfortable life before this world is destroyed."
However, when danger struck, he chose to relinquish his divine power and divine essence to protect the people of that region; he was a virtuous person and deserves reward.
As soon as Wei Zheng finished speaking, he gently pointed his judge's pen at Agni, and a green light emerged from the tip of the pen, then fell on Agni.
Agni's condition visibly improved. He looked at Ling Yunxiao in shock. This human had summoned the Great Xia gods not to hunt him down, but to save him? Even in his extreme weakness, he was still the source of Heavenly Fire. Killing him would have allowed them to strip him of his divine position.
"How could a benevolent god teach such despicable people?"
Ling Yunxiao seemed to have seen through Agni's thoughts and said with a slight smile.
Wei Zheng was taken aback. Was the Chief Judge just bragging? Of the four judges, only he was in the Department of Rewards and Benevolence; the other three had the opposite jobs. Yet, in the entire prefecture of the Judges' Office, he was the most leisurely every day.
Fortunately, Wei Zheng knew that family scandals should not be aired in public, so he did not speak out to expose Ling Yunxiao.