Chapter 167. Revelation
Tienhai City. One month later.
"Are you tired of living under the oppression of mages?! Join the Equalists! The 'elite' of our world have thrived at the expense of ordinary citizens and oppressed us for too long! Join Amon—we will overthrow the magical government!" Standing on a small hill, a middle-aged man shouted passionately into a megaphone, actively recruiting people into a dubious organization. Behind him hung posters with short but catchy slogans. There was also a massive portrait of the organization's leader.
"Magic isn't bad!" one of the bystanders, moved by his speech, shouted back. If someone with bloodbending abilities were present, they would instantly recognize that this person, seemingly stirred to the core, wasn't the least bit agitated. On the contrary, his heart was completely calm. In short, it was a pre-planned performance—a well-executed spectacle, and the crowd was clearly buying it.
"You're a mage, aren't you?" the agitator leaned forward, almost taunting.
"That's right, I'm an earthbender!" the second actor replied, puffing out his broad shoulders, clearly proud of his abilities.
"And my words clearly didn't sit well with you, did they? Maybe you're ready to use your magic to teach me a 'lesson'?"
"Great idea!" the earthbender laughed loudly.
"That's the problem with our world! People like him use their power to intimidate us! We need to level the playing field, not just in words!" Along with his outcry, the people around him began to echo his ideas, nodding and murmuring in approval.
"We're not intimidating anyone! You're intimidating yourselves!" another earthbender, who had been listening with a puzzled expression, protested.
"There are too many of them! These 'enlightened ones' are popping up like weeds after rain!" a plainclothes police officer growled. He and his partner were responsible for this district today. "Why can't we just arrest these liars?!"
"The boss knows what he's doing. Sure, we could take these 'rookies,' but they probably don't know much about the organization. We won't reach the top," the more experienced officer shook his head. They had tried arresting such vocal individuals before—it yielded no results. Most were just hired hands, and others had never even seen Amon.