Chapter 472

Three Hundred and Sixty-Four Persuasion

South Tivyán, Bishop Square.

In the cold night, the host on stage was giving the final speech of the evening, as the excited audience celebrated the last moment of the year, looking forward to the countdown to the new year. The lively atmosphere of the square was reaching its peak.

At the same time, on the rooftop of a tall building at the edge of the square, in a smoky attic, Sado had finished his pre-battle rally speech. The native people present stood up after listening to Sado’s words, gripping their weapons tightly and gazing determinedly at him.

“Alright, it’s time. Kum and the others are about to make their sacrifice. We need to follow closely behind them. It’s time for those white-skinned demons to taste bullets and gunpowder. Even if we sacrifice ourselves here today, when we return to the Great Soul, we will surely be welcomed by our ancestors as heroes.”

In the center of the attic, Sado loudly announced this to everyone, and the native people inside the attic responded by shouting and waving their weapons. After seeing this, Sado nodded with satisfaction, picked up a rifle, turned, and opened the door to leave. The other natives followed him out, and soon all the natives left the attic, leaving only three masked men silently watching the scene.

After the people in the attic had left, the three men nodded to each other and followed suit. As they stepped outside, they heard Sado exclaim in Spiritual Seal Language, which they couldn’t understand.

Startled, they looked in the direction of the sound. There stood Sado, standing in place with an incredulous look, and not far ahead, a young man stood. Under the illumination of the surrounding flames, one could see that although he wore the clothes of an ordinary citizen, he had the same brown skin as the natives. He seemed to be another native from the New World.

“Kapak! What are you doing here!?”

In Spiritual Seal Language, Sado loudly addressed the familiar young man in front of him, his expression full of surprise. Facing Sado, Kapak responded firmly.

“I came to stop you, Sado, and all the fellow countrymen who are with you. Stop this. This won’t bring any benefit to our tribe. If you continue like this, you’ll only bring greater disaster!”

Kapak shouted to his fellow countrymen who shared his skin color. Hearing his words, the natives exchanged glances, many of them showing scorn and mockery in their eyes.

“Huh, I thought you were here because you couldn’t contain your hatred and wanted to join our cause, but you’re actually here to stop us? Humph… What a dream. Our bl**d feud with these whites isn’t something you can stop with just a few words!”

Standing in front of Kapak, Sado said arrogantly, then swallowed and calmed himself before responding.

“Even though I know it’s hard… I must still stop all of you. This kind of revenge is meaningless; it will only bring more disaster to our tribe. I understand your hatred, but this way of revenge is inappropriate.

“We should not only mourn what we have lost but also cherish what remains. So let’s go back now, return to our homeland, and address the more pressing issues facing our people instead of senselessly retaliating and bringing greater calamity upon our remaining kin.”

With his hands open, Kapak passionately persuaded the crowd, but his words were met with Sado’s derisive laughter.

“Hahaha… Our revenge is meaningless? We don’t need you to define what is meaningful! Listen, everyone, this is Tupa tribe’s Kapak. He speaks the language of the whites, uses their things, and knows their technology. He is not one of us; he is aligned with those whites!

“Fellow countrymen! Don’t believe this boy’s words. Although he pretends to help the tribe and heal its people, this is just a facade! Though he was born among us, his heart aligns with our enemies! Although he may have deceived the Tupa tribe and even the shamans, he cannot deceive me! I’ve seen through him long ago! He is a traitor among us!”

Turning his head, Sado spoke to the other natives around him. After hearing Sado’s words, many of the natives showed disgust and hostility towards Kapak, and some even raised their guns to point at him. Kapak calmly responded to these g*n barrels.

“If I were truly a traitor, I would have brought the white guards here with me, but I haven’t. I know you have great reservations against me, Sado, but I can assure you that everything I do is for the benefit of our entire tribe. Tonight, all you’ll accomplish besides venting your anger is nothing. They will vent their anger too, and it will be much stronger than yours. So seize this opportunity and stop now!”

Kapak said to Sado, and after hearing his words, Sado laughed loudly.

“Hahaha… Is it too late? Only you think it’s not too late, Kapak… I can tell you, it’s already too late. Everything is already set in motion. We already have three brave volunteers among the crowd below. Once the new year celebration begins, everything below will be engulfed in an explosion of fire! You can’t stop it!”

As he spoke, Sado took out a pocket watch and checked it. To ensure precise timing during this operation, he had learned to use this device.

“The time is almost here! Only a few seconds left! Turn back now, Kapak. See the gift of vengeance we’ve prepared for those whites!”

With madness in his eyes and holding the pocket watch, Sado declared to Kapak. He stepped forward, turned around, held up the watch, and continued speaking to the natives.

“Come, everyone, let’s count down together. Let this traitor see our resolve!”

As he spoke, Sado used Spiritual Seal Language to start the New Year countdown with the host on stage. His excitement far surpassed that of the celebratory crowd below, as if he had found a purpose to his fanaticism.

“Watch well, Kapak! Watch the horror about to unfold! And ask yourself, can you really stop it?

“Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Witness it!”

Synchronized with the host on stage, Sado roared at Kapak and the other natives. In his plan, there would be a massive explosion from the celebrating crowd, with roaring flames and screams supporting his words, making Kapak and the others understand the true path worth following.

“Whoosh~ Boom!!”

At the end of the countdown, a huge explosion indeed sounded from behind Sado. Hearing this, Sado’s lips curled into an exaggerated smile, and his mad and triumphant expression reached its peak.

However, Sado quickly noticed something was amiss. He saw that Kapak’s face was calm, not filled with shock, while his own native followers looked stunned. The light reflected on their faces wasn’t the red of raging flames but a myriad of colors. The sounds from the crowd behind him weren’t cries of agony but unprecedented cheers and celebrations.

Realizing something was wrong, Sado abruptly turned to look behind him. Instead of the expected towering flames, he saw colorful fireworks exploding in the sky. Instead of the agonized crowd, he saw a sea of people cheering under the host’s leadership.

“What’s going on? What’s happening! What’s wrong with Kum and the others? Why hasn’t there been an explosion? Where is the anger they promised to show?”

Looking down at the celebrating crowd, Sado shouted in confusion and anger. Beside him, Kapak calmly replied.

“They have left. They are not down there. Before I came, I persuaded Kum and the others to abandon this senseless sacrifice. They realized that their tribe still had things worth cherishing and did not want to d*e here senselessly, so they left first…