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Chapter 523: Fight! (3)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The prison door opened, and he was brought to the experiment table outside by the masked man.
He met the members of the Spiritual Energy Race again.
Then, they bound him to the experiment table, and Spiritual Venerable began to modify his body.
The process was painless, and he quickly fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up again, he realized that his body was covered in bandages, even his head.
After a day of rest, Spiritual Venerable removed the bandages.
At that moment, Feng Qi became aware that his appearance had undergone a transformation. Numerous features on his body had also altered.
What Spiritual Venerable said next made him understand their plan.
“From today onwards, you are a human traitor… By the way, you will be publicly executed in the Former Days City’s execution ground in a month.”
The Spiritual Energy Race’s plan was to change his identity and set him up as a human traitor to be publicly executed.
He did not choose to use his original identity because he was worried that the impact would be too great.
Although Former Days City was under the control of the Spiritual Energy Race, his identity was too special. If the Spiritual Energy Race executed him in Former Days City, they would suffer immense public pressure.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis pressure might even come from the residents of Former Days City.
After all, his current identity was the founder of cultivation in the new era. When the time came, the Alliance Military, the Joint Research Institute, and various forces in other cities would come out to object and even propose an investigation.
His identity was too sensitive.
Even the Spiritual Energy Race did not dare to execute him rashly.
The most effective strategy to draw out the covert force behind the scenes was to alter his identity. Nonetheless, the force backing him needed to recognize that he was still “Feng Qi.”
In the eyes of the Spiritual Energy Race, he was the core of the future plan of the faction behind him.
Once the public execution plan was carried out, there were only two choices for the faction behind him.
Firstly, in order to prevent the faith harvesting plan from being ruined, he would take the risk of jumping out to save Feng Qi and expose his identity.
- Give up on Feng Qi and let go of the plan of harvesting faith.
This maneuver was undeniably an overt strategy.
In the eyes of the Spiritual Energy Race, they would definitely benefit from these two choices.
Just as Feng Qi had expected.
Upon the completion of the body modification, there was extensive publicity and reporting in Former Days City.
A human traitor who was loyal to a domain faction was captured in Former Days City. His name was Feng Qi. He was captured after infiltrating the Former Days Research Institute.
The public was in an uproar.
Feng Qi was also escorted to the Former Days City’s execution ground in advance and would be punished a month later.
During this period, he was sent to the execution ground every day to receive the anger of the people.
Feng Qi comprehended that this step was evidently taken to facilitate the transmission of news about his captivity to the owner of the fog.
The people who came to throw stones every day would not expect this.
This man who was bound to the execution platform would be the future star of humanity—Feng Qi.
Even if there was only a one-word difference in the name.
Time passed day by day. There were only 10 days left until the execution day.
Looking at the masked man wrapped in metal armor standing beside him, Feng Qi licked his dry lips.
The Spiritual Energy Race’s overt scheme was powerful.
However, they forgot one thing. In the owner of the fog’s future plan, faith harvesting was just a side note.
Even if the owner of the fog in Star City lost him, it could still rest easy.
Flesh Sacrifice would still be promoted. It could still stand in the future 1,500 years later and harvest all living beings.
Therefore, his death was not a loss to the owner of the fog.
Gathering the power of faith was just a supplementary plan that the owner of the fog came up with to guide him.
He knew that the owner of the fog valued affection.
After so many years of interaction, the owner of the fog had long treated him as family.
However, he had seen the ruthlessness of the owner of the fog and its extreme calmness when weighing the pros and cons.
At this stage, the owner of the fog was far from being as powerful as the Spiritual Energy Race had imagined. If it rashly came to save him now, it would be equivalent to running into a trap.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTherefore, the Spiritual Energy Race’s plan failed at the beginning.
The core of the owner of the fog’s plan was never him, but itself.
Moreover, the owner of the fog carried the future hopes of countless clansmen who had died in battle.
He believed that the owner of the fog would avenge him, but with his understanding of the owner of the fog, it was absolutely impossible for it to come and save him.
If it acted on impulse, it would not have been able to stand tall 1,500 years later and become an overlord.
“It’s been 21 days and it still isn’t here. If you die, won’t your faith plan fail?” The masked man standing beside him suddenly asked.
“Unfortunately, it looks like I’ve been abandoned… Oh right, please bring me some water. I’ve been exposed to the sun for the entire day,” Feng Qi said in a relaxed tone.
“You’re the core of the plan. I don’t believe that the faction behind you won’t react at all,” the masked man continued. It picked up a water bottle on the table and threw it at Feng Qi.
Catching the water bottle with his mouth, he raised his head and gulped down a few mouthfuls.
After throwing the water bottle back to the masked man, he couldn’t help but ask curiously.
“Your ancestor had a demigod. Logically speaking, its bloodline strength should be far higher than that of the Spiritual Energy Race. Why would you listen to the Spiritual Energy Race?”
“That was in the past. The glory of our race had long fallen in the struggle for supremacy between the various factions. Now, the Spiritual Energy Race is willing to generously support our race. For the future of our race, I only made the right choice.”
“There might be a conspiracy behind this support.”
When the masked man heard that, he said calmly.
“This is a gamble. The winner takes all. I’ve risked the fate of my entire clan..”