Chapter 424: National hatred, national tragedy, dare not forget, cannot forget

There is a saying, ignorance is fearless.

The person casting the spell could indeed be considered to have some ability in modern times, being able to set up such a great array and actually steal Huaxia's fortune.

But no matter how strong he was, he was ultimately just a person.

Because he didn't know Tang An's identity, he subconsciously thought that Tang An and the others were just practitioners of Huaxia.

"Your people are always denying the past. And the past you deny is exactly my island nation's glory, your Huaxia's unbearable past!"

He signaled Tang An to look at the things hanging on the surrounding walls, where there were many photos, which were black-and-white photos of them celebrating victory.

There were also honor badges awarded by his family in the past, and various commendations. Those all realistically represented the greatest glory and pride in his heart.

Tang An walked to the wall, stopped, and frowned.

In those black-and-white photos, the victory they celebrated was the severed heads of our countrymen, the corpses of abused children, and women who had been bullied by many people, those unbearable and cruel scenes.

Tang An's fists were clenched, her fingertips turned white, and the hatred and bloodiness in her eyes were constantly stacking up.

She personally took down these photos, not for anything else, but because these photos would all become evidence of the crimes they once committed against our countrymen.

Here, she saw those devils stepping on the corpses of our countrymen, grinning at the camera. She also saw the tragic state of the massacre, saw their atrocities of abuse, and saw the mass graves filled with piled-up corpses.

She saw those anti-Huaxia quotes recorded by them and worshipped as supreme glory.

Tang An's breathing became rapid and heavy, tears couldn't help but burst out, and the murderous aura on her body was also climbing rapidly.

"National hatred, dare not forget." When saying this, Tang An's voice was trembling.

That kind of hatred wasn't her own hatred, it was the hatred engraved in the blood and bones of every descendant.

"Hahahaha~"

"National hatred?"

"It should be called national hatred, after all, your ancestors were once kneeling before my great..."

Before he could finish, his body suddenly lost control and flew in front of Tang An.

Tang An stretched out her hand, her Dharma power locked onto his neck, making him feel the taste of incomparable suffocation.

He was struggling, he wanted to cast a spell to break free, but found that no matter what spell he cast, it had no effect on Tang An at all.

"You, you should kneel."

Tang An waved her hand and threw him out; he fell heavily against the wall, causing more than ten ribs to break, his arm to suffer a comminuted fracture, and multiple internal organs to rupture.

And this was the result of Tang An's lightest attack.

He relied on his willpower to try to climb up, vomiting a floor of blood, wanting to escape.

But he only reached the door to find that this place was sealed by an invisible force, and he couldn't get out.

"I said, you should kneel!"

Tang An's eerie voice came over, and he found that his body was completely out of his control, actually flying back to the center of the room and kneeling heavily on the ground.

This kneeling caused his knee joints to shatter directly.

"Ah!!!!!!!!"

He wanted to endure the pain and didn't want to scream. But the pain of his knee joints shattering instantly was so sudden that it made his face turn pale.

"Kowtow."

"Toward those photos, kowtow eighty-one times."

"Kowtow!"

He didn't want to kowtow, but his body was completely not under his command.

He was controlled by an invisible force, one after another, hitting the ground heavily.

Just two or three times, his forehead was bleeding.

Tang An watched everything coldly, even letting the great array continue to run.

Wanting to steal national fortune? Wanting to make a comeback?

Fine.

Stealing things that shouldn't be taken and holding extravagant hopes that shouldn't be held, then one should pay the corresponding price for it.

Tang An lowered her head to mourn toward the wall until he had finished eighty-one kowtows, his forehead bone cracked, and his face full of blood looked particularly ferocious.

"You should be glad that this is a peaceful era."

"You should also be glad that the rats in your country only dare to play dirty tricks behind the scenes."

"But if the two countries go to war again, the few heads in your country really aren't enough to snatch."

That person looked at Tang An with his last breath. "Even if you kill me, you, you can't deny your past shame..."

Tang An sneered. "We have never denied the national tragedy, but the word 'shame' should be borne by you beasts."

"You did indeed jump around on our Huaxia land for a period of time, but my towering Huaxia is self-improving, no matter what desperate situation we are in, we can produce sparks."

"And a single spark can start a prairie fire!"

"The iron bones of our ancestors and our belief in guarding our home and country are not something that people like you in the gutter can understand."

Tang An looked at her divine statue and offered the golden sword condensed from merit gold bricks.

"No matter when, no matter where. Guarding our Huaxia land is the duty of every one of our generation."

"And the petty people who attempt to offend our Huaxia will all have to pay the corresponding price for all their actions!"

Tang An raised her hand and flew out the golden sword; the sword carried the power of merit and easily broke this great array that stole Huaxia's fortune.

The blood foam mixed with blood dripping from that person's mouth, and he was almost unable to breathe, yet he still dared to laugh so wantonly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for being naive, actually still dreaming of the next time." Tang An walked to him, leaned over, and asked with a smile: "Do you have family?"

That person was clearly poked in a sore spot. "You, you Huaxia have an old saying, disaster doesn't reach the wife and children! You can't..."

"You still know disaster doesn't reach the wife and children?" Tang An took out those photos and pressed his head to the ground. "Then what about them? Whose wife are they? Whose child are they? Ah!"

The pressure on his neck grew tighter and tighter, and the person who set up the array was on the verge of death.

He still had no regret, just felt that dying was not reconciled.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

"I will let you live, live to return to your country."

The person who set up the array fell weakly to the ground; he didn't believe it, didn't believe Tang An had such kindness.

"But, if you live, they will have to die."

Tang An flashed and appeared in front of her divine statue, reaching out and easily taking away her divine statue, breaking all the spells he had set up.

After all, one was a true god, and the other was just a human with some cultivation; the term dimensionality reduction strike wasn't enough to measure the gap between the two.

Tang An held the merit golden sword stuck in the center of the array and looked at the person who set up the array.

"Have you thought about it, you will kill many people in your country?"

"Have you thought about it, you will personally kill your own relatives and friends?"

"Do you know what the backlash of an array that steals national fortune is like?"

"Have you experienced what it's like to go from national pride to national shame, with so many countrymen dead, yet only you, the spellcaster, are still alive?" ===== CHAPTER 425 =====

"Have you ever thought about whether you would personally harm your own relatives and close friends?"

"Do you know what the backlash of an array that steals national fortune is like?"

"Have you ever experienced the pain of going from a source of national pride to a national disgrace, where so many countrymen died, yet you, the one who cast the spell, are the only one left alive?"