"Don't you understand? This is a false world, this war included!"
McCarthy Delin raised his voice.
Letting this war continue is meaningless; they're all crickets in the gladiatorial arena, victory and defeat have no significance.
The Warlord remained unmoved, but the crowd outside could no longer contain themselves.
"Is what you said true?"
"Can you provide evidence?"
If these words had only come out of McCarthy Delin's mouth, they would naturally sneer and assume it was yet another human trick, but Lindong held a high degree of credibility in their minds.
And Ethan.
Someone seemingly more trustworthy than the Warlord.
However, this truth was truly hard to accept.
Everything they experienced, all the battles and struggles, even the creed they followed were false?
The accusations from the crowd ceased as McCarthy Delin raised his right arm; they distinctly saw this human produce a dagger before everyone, letting its sharp blade leave a deep, bone-visible wound on his wrist.
