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Chapter 1502 - 1495: A Reluctant Move

Chapter 1502: Chapter 1495: A Reluctant Move

The Dangyang Family, having lost their army, completely lost the capital to stand up against the Demon Clan and sincerely surrendered to the Demon Clan. Meanwhile, the Zixia Clan chose to fully withdraw from West Outer Heaven, including their clanspeople and the armies under their command, all without exception pulled out from the hard-won territory and began migrating northeast to Fengyu.

The Demon Clan’s army promptly took over the lands and people left behind by the Zixia Clan and declared West Outer Heaven war perfectly ended two months after the Dangyang Family’s surrender, bringing closure to this war that had lasted several years with a comprehensive victory for the Demon Clan.

With the assistance of the people of the Western Continent, the Demon Clan continuously absorbed willing Kyushu inhabitants to remain in West Outer Heaven, bolstering its own strength. After the war concluded, the Demon Clan gave shelter to more Kyushu inhabitants than their own population and settled them all down.

Moreover, with the complete victory in the West Outer Heaven war, the Demon Clan finally bordered Fengyu again; thus, the half-bloods of the Demon Clan from Fengyu began migrating to West Outer Heaven, joining the newly established Abisien Federation.

The highest ruler of the Demon Clan, Linglan, also declared on the day the war concluded that West Outer Heaven would establish the Abisien Federation, no longer the previous tribal alliance.

This news was not exactly good for Luo’er, as it signified that Linglan had already obtained the legal ruling rights over the entire West Outer Heaven, not just South West Outer Heaven, nor North West Outer Heaven, but the entirety of West Outer Heaven.

So when she announced this, Luo’er could almost guess her next move, which was to unify West Outer Heaven completely in the name of Abisien, ending the era of the tribal alliance.

Half a month after the war ended, the main forces of the Demon Clan at the front also returned to Big South East Peace City, and Zisu as well as Yunji followed the troops back.

Upon hearing about the matters concerning Luo’er and others, even though she knew she was at fault, Zisu still decided to find Luo’er to talk, hoping to prevent misunderstandings from deepening.

Luo’er wanted to talk to her as well. He had indeed been persuaded by Linglan when he resigned from his advocacy work but had firmly rejected her; henceforth, Linglan never came to persuade him again but instead appointed other Demon Clan members to take over Luo’er’s position.

"I heard that you’ve been harboring resentment against me, is that true?" It was rare for the two to be alone, and Zisu showed an uncommon girlish demeanor.

"How could I dare? You’re a high official of the Demon Clan, and I’m nothing but a foreigner stranded in West Outer Heaven," Luo’er said with a sarcastic voice.

"Luo’er, stop speaking out of anger, I know you have complaints about me. If there’s anything, you can speak up; I don’t want to ruin our relationship," Zisu said sincerely.

"Very well, then I’ll ask you," Luo’er said, looking straight at Zisu and asking earnestly, "Cheng Ziang’s attitude is essentially my attitude as well. He advised you not to resort to the Ghost Race’s witchcraft, so why didn’t you listen to him?"

"Are you resenting me for using witchcraft to attack the armies of the aristocratic families?" Zisu asked.

"Yes," Luo’er nodded.

"Then let me ask you, if we don’t use witchcraft, how should we have defeated the Nine Thousand Battalion, if we don’t use witchcraft, how should we deal with Yichuan Long? That was the Nine Thousand Battalion, not the Dongsheng Empire’s army; we had already lost many people, wasn’t this method simply to reduce the casualties of the Demon Clan’s army?" Zisu attempted to justify herself.

"Using witchcraft against the opposing Nine Thousand Battalion, I can understand that; I also know you fought a battle with Yichuan Long, and both sides suffered over ten thousand casualties. But..." Luo’er’s emotions suddenly became intense, "why, why when the Dangyang Family’s army laid down their weapons, did you still refuse to spare them, condemning so many to death? Hadn’t they already surrendered?"

"They were the Nine Thousand Battalion," Zisu said somewhat plaintively.

"And then?"

"Many of them are cultivators. You should know that we from the Demon Clan have no way to deal with these cultivators. If they rebel again, we will be at disadvantage, so we have no choice but to eliminate them." Zisu explained her reasoning.

"That’s your reason? Since you feel insecure about them, why not let them leave West Outer Heaven? Since you have already captured them, why insist on exterminating them to the last one?" Luo’er continued to question.

"Leave? To where? Back to Kyushu? If one day the Dongsheng Empire attacks again, these people will become their accomplices. We are merely eradicating threats to the survival of the Demon Clan." Although Zisu looked aggrieved, her tone was assertive.

Luo’er knew that it was pointless to continue debating this topic with her, so after a moment of silence, he changed the subject, "In this series of wars, your use of sorcery has been frequent, causing countless tragic deaths. You wield power with no reverence, using great strength against your enemies without restraint or consideration of the consequences. You should consider yourselves fortunate that the worst has not happened, otherwise, you would have deep regrets."

"Without using power, who would know its strength? If we had sorcery and did not use it, how would the people of Kyushu know that we wield such formidable strength?" Zisu said as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"But your use has been excessive, hasn’t it? Whether it’s the enemies you’re fighting against or those who have already surrendered, you wield this power without any concern, believing it to be a panacea that solves all disputes. Have you ever considered what you would do if this power spirals out of control?" Luo’er said with his eyes closed.

"We have done our best to control it, don’t worry about it going out of control," Zisu said.

Luo’er didn’t respond but just quietly observed her. He seemed to realize that no matter what he said, he wouldn’t be able to persuade Zisu. Moreover, at this point, even if he managed to persuade her, what difference would it make? What had happened, had happened.

"So, you’re holding a grudge against me for those people from Kyushu who have died, right?" Zisu asked Luo’er, her voice filled with a sense of grievance.

"I am not qualified to judge your actions, because you might be right. But please forgive me for not being able to tolerate your disregard for life. Perhaps I am too naïve, but regarding life, I have my own viewpoints."

"Yes, we have killed many people," Luo’er paused, then continued, "but we never take the lives of the innocent without reason, even when possessing formidable martial power."

Saying this, Luo’er didn’t wait for Zisu to respond but smiled and spoke again, "All my efforts have been in vain. I once wholeheartedly believed that under my influence, the army of the Demon Clan would become the exemplary force of East Continent civilization. But I was too naïve, overlooking the limitations of the era and the ideological education of high-ranking officers, which allowed you to act recklessly."

"So, we did wrong, is that it?" Zisu asked hesitantly.

"No, you did nothing wrong. It should be said that I was overly idealistic, and I had overestimated my expectations of you. What was I really expecting? You have always been a standard feudal army. Even with advanced weapons and tactics beyond the times, your mindset remains entrenched in the feudal era." Luo’er said, revealing a bitter smile.

"Then... can I still be considered a friend?" Zisu asked hesitantly, clearly anxious.

"Barely, but I have many complaints against you right now, so for a long time to come, I hope we do not contact each other too frequently, to prevent this relationship from deteriorating further." Luo’er said, his head bowed.

"Not seeing each other is what will make the relationship deteriorate," Zisu couldn’t help but say.

"These are my standards. I think it’s better not to see each other. If you still want to consider me as your friend, please respect my standards," Luo’er said.

Actually, he had been quite diplomatic, not breaking ties directly but instead suggesting they keep their distance. Luo’er could never have imagined that Zisu’s performance on the front lines would be so appalling, which tremendously disappointed him.

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