I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 321 - 319 My Subjects

Chapter 321: Chapter 319 My Subjects

Wei Tianyang descended the staircase, bathed in light.

He heard people praying softly under their breath. As he stepped onto the red carpet and approached them, Wei Tianyang realized the voices came from their hearts.

They were reciting sacred prayers from the holy scriptures, stories about Rada Gan, His birth, the suffering He endured, how He became a hero, how He became the original deity.

When he was amidst the people, those kneeling on both sides of the red carpet reached out to touch his feet and ankles, looking up at him with tears streaming down their faces, their hearts filled with gratitude and adoration.

This red carpet seemed rather long; Wei Tianyang felt as though it took him half an hour to walk just ten meters.

In the middle of the red carpet, he saw sixteen men dressed in burgundy robes and wearing extravagant golden crowns standing before him.

As he approached, the sixteen men also knelt and kowtowed to him. Wei Tianyang noticed that when they bowed, their crowns did not fall off, presumably fixed somehow to their hair?

After they had finished kowtowing, they lay prostrate on the ground, looking up at him, quite obedient.

"You are...?" Wei Tianyang was somewhat puzzled.

"I am the head of the Holy Sect, the current Holy King of Yixu, Yimus XII. On behalf of all the subjects of Yixu Country, we have been ardently awaiting your arrival," said the white-bearded elderly man leading the group.

His beard was very long, his skin dark, and his deep-set eyes could not be hidden by his wide robes, which failed to disguise his withered and shriveled body.

"Yimus... What about your President?" Wei Tianyang asked.

"Respected Great Rada Gan, there is no longer a President in Yixu. Only You, and Your faithful servants," Yimus continued.

"Stand up and speak," Wei Tianyang said.

Yimus kowtowed a few more times before leading the other fifteen to stand up.

"Why is there no President anymore?" Wei Tianyang asked again.

"They were traitors, not truly believing in the Holy Scriptures or Your existence. Until You displayed Your divine power, we were oppressed by them."

"But after that day, all the true believers of Yixu gained courage. We drove those false Yixu people out of Yixu and allowed the faith to reclaim this ancient holy city!"

Yimus explained.

Wei Tianyang wasn’t entirely clear about what he was saying and, not wanting to waste words, he hurried them to escort him out of the airport.

Following this, a procession of thousands trailed behind Wei Tianyang in a grand departure from the airport. The moment he reached the street, Wei Tianyang witnessed an even more astounding scene.

Below the airport stairs, tens of thousands of people were holding candles, waiting in the darkness; beyond the fences, even more people waited, filling the entire street, a veritable sea of humanity.

The red candles formed glowing rivers of light that converged from several streets onto the airport, creating a breathtaking sight. He heard a cacophony of noise, the prayers of the people.

They were chanting the name of Rada Gan, not his, making vows to him, reciting the Holy Scriptures to him, confessing their sins to him, and offering him love...

It was the first time that Wei Tianyang was bombarded by so many highly targeted voices, causing him a splitting headache. He stopped in his tracks, holding his temples, frowning deeply.

At that moment, Yimus spread his arms wide, and a path opened up in the dark sea of people, the flickering candles acting like street lamps guiding his way.

Wei Tianyang smelled blood in the air and the stench of decaying flesh. His crimson eyes sparkled, the four eyeballs in their sockets rolling around.

All the living showed as sources of heat in the gray world, resembling small, glowing fire-people. And on the street lamps along the road, gray bodies hung.

The air was thick with the smell of decay and the blood created a network of odors. He looked towards the drains, the manhole covers, wondering how much blood was there, how many bodies hidden.

He led the vast procession towards the crowd, countless hands reaching out to touch his shoulders and chest. Their expressions were incredibly sincere, and some, upon merely making eye contact with him, cried tears of joy and fainted into the sea of people.

The scene reminded him of his time in Chicken Snake Country, in that small military camp, where those refugees he had rescued also reached out their hands to him.

"You are about to become a hero!"

Li Bin’s words still echoed in his ears.

A woman suddenly burst out of the crowd, clung to her legs, and disrupted his thoughts.

The woman looked up and cried, "Lord Rada Gan! Please help avenge my son!"

Yimus flew into a rage, and the surrounding soldiers immediately stepped forward, striking her with electric batons and dragging her away.

Wei Tianyang did not intervene; he simply observed it all.

He looked up at the corpses hanging from the streetlamps.

Those people, stripped of their clothing, men and women alike, had been dead for a long time; their bodies had already stiffened.

"They are all demons, my lord," Yimus explained softly from the side.

Wei Tianyang did not express an opinion, but he understood everything.

The so-called president was simply a euphemism; a brutal religious war had taken place in Yixu...

Why had the war ended so swiftly? Why had these government officials died so cleanly...

Wei Tianyang remembered that during his last visit here, he had slain the then President but had not stopped the war. In just half a day, Yixu had reorganized its cabinet, stoked public opinion, and escalated the conflict even further.

Could his own actions also be used by Yimus to stir public sentiment?

The officials of Yixu ruled their citizens with false beliefs, promoting the demon theory, inciting war with public opinion, aggressing, dominating, and ultimately, being devoured by the very faith they had fabricated, branded as demons by the citizens who truly believed in the Holy Scriptures, and hung from the lampposts.

This cycle of karma left him speechless.

What he saw before him was a group of fervent believers; they were all victims and executioners alike.

Should he kill them?

No, what meaning would that serve? What would be the point of exterminating them?

Evil cannot be eradicated, Wei Tianyang had once despised the nation of Yixu, but he had never imagined it would come to this.

He had simply done what he thought was right, only to be used and precipitate another disaster.

Perhaps, not just in Yixu but in hidden cults around the world, using his information and gaining followers everywhere.

These cults would bring more tragedies.

"What should I do..." For the first time, Wei Tianyang found himself in confusion.

He was unclear what else he could bring, besides destruction.

"We have arranged a hotel for you..." Yimus said respectfully.

"No need... I’m going to Azaha now," Wei Tianyang said.

Yimus bowed and said, "Azaha has become a land of chaos; our citizens have been cruelly murdered, their bodies desecrated... I beseech you to unleash your wrathful fire upon them, cleanse that impure land..."

Wei Tianyang looked at Yimus with disgust; he could hardly contain his anger at this man who also did not believe in the Holy Scriptures, just another scum fueling public sentiment to seize power.

"You’re wrong about one thing, Yimus," Wei Tianyang said coldly.

Yimus was taken aback, quickly knelt, and bowed his head, saying, "I beg my lord for guidance!"

"They are my citizens," Wei Tianyang said.