"Do not kneel."
Meng Xizhou's voice echoed through Light City, and also echoed in the Heart Lake of every Transcendent watching the projection.
The newborn sun that tore through the long night hung high above the urban district, its radiance falling evenly upon every Believer of the Light Church.
Those who were kneeling on the ground only lifted their heads to look at the sun before them.
They did not get up just like that.
So Meng Xizhou said it a second time.
"You are not allowed to kneel."
This time, she changed just one word… but the effect was many times better. The Believers kneeling on the ground showed troubled looks, then stood up one after another.
They had offered their lives to the Light.
When the Light advised them not to kneel, they would still kneel.
But if it ordered them that they were not allowed to kneel—
Then they could only stand.
