Chapter 350: Chapter 298: The Power to Redeem this World
"We are humble beings!"
Lin Ke’s voice was full of firmness: "The gods are lofty, imprisoning us, herding us, treating us like lambs waiting to be slaughtered..."
"I went from an ordinary person to a wandering mage due to oppression, then from a wandering mage to a sect member, and then from a sect member to a faction member."
"In the future, perhaps I will become someone of the temple, or even possibly become a god!"
"A powerful, great, eternal god!"
"But..." Lin Ke’s tone shifted at this moment, his voice now mixed with a hint of uncontrollable anger:
"Becoming a god won’t save the Faser People!"
Upon hearing this, people’s expressions became even more complex, some were thoughtful, and some showed fear.
But for people like the sinister man, their eyes also erupted with astonishing brilliance.
"Oh my gosh! I will always worship Lord Buck!" The madwoman’s face was flushed at this moment, her body trembling with magical elements, clearly excited to the extreme.
The madwoman’s words spoke to the hearts of all wandering mages.
Who hasn’t risen from the bottom?
Who hasn’t wanted to rebel after being oppressed?
If on ordinary days, one could eat and wear warmly, work steadily, and spend leisure time with family and have some entertainment, who would want to be a wandering mage?
The problem is, without becoming a wandering mage, they can’t fulfill their deepest wishes, be it revenge, desire, helplessness, or oppression and rebellion.
Lin Ke continued his impassioned speech at the door. Some content was extremely rebellious, but including Lady Yongge, no one intended to leave.
Their minds were entirely occupied by Lin Ke’s speech, and their usual quick-paced spiritual power for constructing magic had become obscure.
People did not lessen, but rather grew in number.
Even most of them were ordinary people!
These ordinary people were listening intently to Lin Ke’s speech.
Outside was chaotic at this time, many cities were shrouded in fear, this fear coming from foreign visitors and the not-so-imaginary powerful gods.
"...We must unite all those oppressed!"
"Ordinary people and wandering mages are the strongest and most widespread strength of Faser!"
"Among us, some possess the strongest talent, some possess the smartest minds, some possess the most laborious physique..."
"Knights, mages, followers... we are united as one!"
"None are born as gods!"
"None are born noble!"
"All of us, born are Faser people!"
Lin Ke’s voice grew louder, eventually rolling over three or four adjacent blocks.
Initially, those listening to his speech were two or three hundred people from the Flame Demon Sect and the Song of the Torrent.
Now, thousands crowded the surrounding streets.
"Boom!!!"
Lin Ke’s body swelled at this moment, transforming into a lava giant over ten meters tall.
Everyone exclaimed, then realized they didn’t feel scorching heat, but instead warmth.
Skill—Overheat.
Skill—Zero Degree.
Under Lin Ke’s control of the two skills, the heat felt very stable, making everyone feel warm and comfortable.
"Unite! Brothers and sisters! We must unite! Liberate all Faser!!"
Lin Ke raised his arm and called.
The tens of thousands immediately widened their eyes, breathing heavily through their nostrils.
To the uninformed, this seemed like some sect or temple spreading doctrine, fanatical and ecstatic.
"Unite! We must unite!"
The first to respond was not the madwoman, but the sinister man.
The sinister man was extremely fervent, his eyes occupied by two contrasting expressions of coldness and madness.
His entire body was suddenly wrapped in solid ice, resembling an ice man, emitting chilling cold, then he held up his wand on the left for a long time.
"Brothers and sisters! We are brothers and sisters!" The madwoman was second; if Lin Ke became a god, the madwoman would be the most fanatical believer.
The madwoman suddenly jumped up, her body turning into a scraggly-feathered vulture, fanatic and excitedly circling and flying around Lin Ke.
"Lord Buck, only You can lead us!" Andor’s gaze was full of determination. In just a few days, Andor had undergone a transformation, a change Lin Ke brought him.
Previously, he was kind, naive, and passionate, so he was utterly open with Lin Ke.
He did not heed his teacher’s earnest teachings, but always believed that goodwill inevitably reciprocates goodwill; it’s just that this reciprocation may be sooner or later, obvious or hidden.
Now, the adoration and simplicity he offered Lin Ke had already obtained endless returns.
"I am... Flame Demon Andor!" Andor’s body transformed in an instant into flames and lava, standing beside Lin Ke.
Flame Demon Sect exclusive magic—Flame Demon True Form!
Not only Andor!
One by one, people expressed their loyalty and admiration towards Lin Ke because of excitement or fervor.
At this moment, two people appeared beside Lin Ke.
One was a sword-wielding youth in armor, the other an elder mage with a complex expression.
"You..." Lady Yongge was trembling in spirit, discovering the two people who should have long been swallowed by Lin Ke’s flames, her eyes revealing understanding.
Lady Yongge sighed lightly and once again raised her wand for eternal submission.
"Unite!"
"Overthrow those who oppress us!"
"Brothers and sisters!"
The ordinary people fervently raised their wands in agreement, one after another.
Originally, Lin Ke’s wandering mages were now also mad, leading the frenzy of several thousand wandering mages!
"What an exalted person, what a great ideal..."
Andor’s teacher had confusion in his eyes; though spineless, he had kindness in his heart; otherwise, Andor would’ve been led astray long ago.
Actually, many mages, including him, once had dreams.
They might have been wandering mages, ordinary people.
Once, they appeared passionate like Lin Ke, then were suppressed by stronger figures, entering Faser’s great melting pot.
They worked hard, desperately climbed upward, but their initial dreams and ideals were long worn away, transformed into sheer upward desire.
At this time, Flame Demon King Buck, who should’ve been part of the "eaters of flesh," bravely stood up for "who they once were."
"The strong strike the stronger!"
"The weak stab the weaker!"
Lin Ke pointed at the armored youth beside him.
At this moment, the youth’s face showed some fluctuation.
Just now, Lin Ke had hidden the youth using his third skill "Refraction," only to release now.
Everyone thought Lin Ke had killed several people, but in fact, he hadn’t killed anyone.
"Youth, will you follow me?"
Lin Ke looked at the armored youth, his face solemn: "Not submission, not surrender, but following."
"Follow me, wield your blade toward stronger foes, until stars fall, worlds collapse, rules are destroyed... and even until death unwavering!"
Naseng... follower’s declaration!