Chapter 2049: Attack

The attack outside was extremely frantic, but inside the chamber, there was not the slightest issue; Chen Yu and the other two had already reached the center of the Holy Temple.

This Holy Temple was actually built later by the Wolf Clan, based on the foundation of the Great Array of the Giant Peak. At the very center of the Holy Temple, there stood, strikingly, a massive statue; the image of this statue was that of a Werewolf.

This was the image of the Wolf God. The ancestors of the Werewolf Clan had a very deep connection with the Wolf God, and by modern times, they had switched to worshipping the Wolf God, believing that the Wolf God was their ancestor.

Of course, not all Werewolves agreed with such a claim; a portion of the Werewolves insisted that their ancestors were not the Wolf God, but the minority submitted to the majority. In the beginning, there were many such dissenting voices, but slowly, these people were eliminated under the pretext of it being detrimental to internal unity.

"The Werewolf Clan really is capable of wishful thinking." Chen Yu looked at this statue of the Wolf God.

"In the legends of the gods of the Western World, there is no such thing as a Wolf God. Their ancestors were actually just humans who had mutated after being exposed to radiation," Saintess Xueli said leisurely. "But even for the Werewolf Clan, there is a need for a spiritual sustenance."

"They fabricated the image of the Wolf God precisely to give their tribe a faith. As long as there is faith, their will becomes even stronger."

"What you say is not wrong. How about I find a religion to become a believer in, too?" Chen Yu said, half-jokingly.

"You? You don't need to." Saintess Xueli shook her head and said, "Your strength no longer requires this kind of faith to carry your spiritual sustenance."

"That seems to be the case." Chen Yu nodded slightly and said, "But for a race, if there is no faith, that would be a very terrifying thing."

"Yes, especially for a tribe like theirs. If there is no faith, the consequences are quite severe; their tribesmen would fall apart, and their people would be torn asunder," Saintess Xueli said. "By then, let alone wanting to counterattack the Pope, even leaving the Snow Plains would be an extremely difficult task."

"Right, so their direction is correct. Every tribe is the same, using deities to constrain the behavior and conduct of their people." Chen Yu nodded.

"What you say is absolutely correct. Everyone needs to have a faith, and this faith is their spiritual sustenance. If a person has no faith, they are just like a shell without a Spirit." Just at this moment, a voice came over.

"Who is it?" Saintess Xueli's expression immediately tightened.

They saw a person slowly walking over from beneath the giant Werewolf statue; this was a young man with an extremely handsome appearance.

He had golden hair, blue eyes, and not even a beard on his face. His image could be said to be completely incompatible with the image of the Werewolf Clan.

Because the Werewolf Clan's human forms were mostly very rugged, while he was more like a pretty boy.

"Wolf Lord Charles?" Jinsang exclaimed out loud.

The person before them was none other than Wolf Lord Charles; he was the leader of the Werewolf Clan and also an existence akin to a faith.

It was rumored that he had obtained the power of the Wolf God and was almost without an opponent.

"Hehe, it is I." Charles smiled slightly. He stared at Jinsang and said, "You are also one of our tribesmen, right? Why would you do this?"

"No, I am not one of your tribesmen." Jinsang shook his head. "I cannot even be considered a person of the Werewolf Clan."

"I know, you are a product of the Breeding Project." Charles said, "At least half of the blood on your body is from the Werewolf Clan, but why did you choose humans instead of our Werewolf Clan?"

"You harmed my mother, and my mother told me that I am human, not a beast. She taught me to read, and she taught me to cook food before eating it." Jinsang said, "She taught me civilization, so I chose civilization."

"So, it was correct to execute all the human women three years after they gave birth to children in the Breeding Project." Charles muttered to himself, "Otherwise, they would brainwash the tribesmen who originally belonged to us, making them think they are not beasts."

"That is a very bad habit, so killing them was correct."

"Charles, you are a Demon." Jinsang said through gritted teeth.

"A Demon?" Charles laughed, his tone calm. "Actually, deep in everyone's heart, there lives a Demon, isn't that so?"

"When facing the choice between life and death, all people will become Demons, humans included."

"I didn't expect the famous King of the Snow Plains, Wolf Lord Charles, to be such a handsome young man." Chen Yu looked at Charles, and he was even a little envious. "Honestly, I'm a bit jealous. In the human world, you must be a popular young man."

"Is that so? Many people think so." Charles smiled slightly and said, "Your words make me very happy, friend, but this place is the Holy Temple of our Werewolf Clan. You should not have come here."

"We came here precisely to overthrow your rule, Charles." Saintess Xueli stepped forward. "The Snow Plains can no longer be controlled, and you are not abiding by the contract once signed with the Pope, so we must deal with this threat."

"Hehe, Saintess Xueli, is it?" Charles looked at Saintess Xueli. He slowly shook his head and said, "It is not that we do not abide by the contract with the Pope, but rather, we need a better living environment."

"Look at this; in the Snow Plains, there is almost nothing but snowflakes. Such a life is very unfair to us."

"You are losers, so do not talk about fairness. Moreover, after so many years, you still have not been civilized and remain extremely cruel, so I think you must continue to stay here." Saintess Xueli said coldly.

"I knew it, there is really nothing to talk about with you people of the Pope." Charles grinned and said, "Dear Saintess Xueli, you have always held yourselves in high regard; apart from your own faith, all other faiths are heresy."

"You are actually no different from robbers, am I right?"

"I do not deny that some people in the Pope's faction are very stubborn, but we are still different. We provide faith and let people hold onto hope, while you give your tribesmen faith, but what you give is destruction." Saintess Xueli slowly raised her head. "We have never been on the same path."

"Haha, Angels and Demons are not on the same path; I do not deny that point, but the things they do are no different."

A golden light flashed in Charles's eyes. "I know your purpose in coming here is to completely stifle us in the Snow Plains, but unfortunately, the person who will die here today will only be you."