This crimson short sword was decorated with silver runes of light. It had two blades, but both blades were so blunt that they couldn't be used to cut anything. In fact, they couldn't even be used as a kitchen knife.
On the sword's hilt was the carving of a silver masked figure.
This figure held a gavel in one hand, which represented judgment against evil. In the other hand, he held a silver scale, which represented the balance between sin and punishment. A chain hung from his waist was the Original Codex, which represented the origin of Law.
Not all of these were God Equipment's actual bodies. However, some of them were objects of dependence. Plus, since this sword was the creator of this sword, this short sword was in a way Wumianzhe's incarnation.
"Judgment, Vengeance."
Wumianzhe's figure faintly appeared from the sword. When this God of Judgment and Law appeared in the mortal plane, all sins would be judged.
His expressionless silver eyes locked onto all existences before him. There was no trace of emotion in his eyes.
What did it feel like to be stared at by himself? However, it definitely didn't feel good to be judged by himself.
"Guilty."
The moment that the gavel landed on the ground, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. My heart and lungs were in great pain, and I was unable to swallow the blood in my throat. Blood was probably already coming out of my mouth. Even if I didn't look, just the pain in my limbs alone was enough for me to know that I was badly injured and that my flesh and blood were flying everywhere.
The only reason why I was able to laugh out loud was because Karwenz was even more heavily injured than I was!
The tall demon's left hand was already broken. His black magic sword was covered in cracks. It would seem that it was a special weapon that was part of his body. There was nothing below his right knee at all. His entire body was covered in cracks. His flesh and blood were flying everywhere.
Any normal person would have died long ago in such a situation.
His broken body was barely able to maintain his human form. He was like a broken doll that had been forcefully glued together. If it wasn't for the fact that a Chaos Main God was powerful enough, this attack would have been more than enough to kill him.
However, this was only the beginning …
Law Sword Vengeance slowly floated in midair. Wumianzhe's gaze was constantly locked onto the two "sinners". "He" was gradually counting our sins. His next judgment would be even more fatal.
This was the first of the dual functions of the Law Sword's Vengeance. When the judge announced that the court was in session, the suspects in the defendant's stand would be gradually counted for their crimes, and then immediately judged and executed.
There was no need to doubt that right now, no matter if it was Cavendish or I, our crimes had far surpassed the lower limits of the death penalty. But just as I had expected, the power of Law was also a type of dimensional rule. In order for it to be effective, it would naturally have to clash with the target's resistance and abilities.
Insta-Kill a Sovereign with this attack? I didn't even think about it. Being able to injure Cavendish to such an extent was already beyond my expectations. This was a trial on the soul level. If the soul was injured, the physical body would be injured as well.
At this moment, his physical body was torn to pieces, and his soul was naturally torn to pieces as well.
"Ha, Cavendish, it seems like your crimes are much heavier than mine."
The basic rule of the power of Law was that the heavier the crime, the more effective the power of Law would be.
From a certain standpoint, I had to thank Wumianzhe's soul judgment when he ascended to God. The original sin of not being punished for any single crime allowed Wumianzhe to forget about the old grudges from back when I was still Yongye. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to say whose crimes were heavier between me and Cavendish.
My current crimes were basically accumulated over the past ten or so years. A large portion of my crimes were from the massacre just now. Otherwise, my punishment wouldn't have reached the level of the death penalty. As for Cavendish … even without using the Judgement spell, I could see that the sins on his soul were so red that they were almost black.
If I died in front of Cavendish, this sword would naturally disappear since it was maintained by my power. That would probably make me the greatest joke of the year. It would be more appropriate to change the name of the undying to the suicidal.
"This is only the beginning."
One minute passed, but the execution of the criminals on the death penalty had yet to be completed. The next round of punishment had arrived.
Wumianzhe's incarnation's eyes flashed with silver light as he brought down his gavel once again.
"Guilty."
This time, fresh blood seeped out of his mouth once more. What made me delighted was that a large wound had appeared on Karwenz's neck where blood and flesh had been splattered everywhere. Fresh blood gushed out like ink.
"Ha, the duration of each trial is doubled, but the damage is doubled as well. Cavendish, how many times can you last?"
However, what happened next was beyond my expectations.
The heavily injured Cavendish fell silent for once. He suddenly waved his hand, causing numerous soul fragments to float out of the demon's corpse and be absorbed by him.
"… Damn, a demon's soul devouring ability."
Devouring flesh and blood and souls to heal oneself was a common demon ability. Of course, I wouldn't just watch him heal himself like this. But just as I was about to approach him and kill him, I stepped on nothing. My knees were already badly mangled, and I slipped on some blood, causing me to collapse in a pool of my own blood.
Cavendish instantly finished absorbing his soul, and his shattered physical body stabilized. The scene before me caused me to smile as I barely managed to raise my head.
"Idiot, absorbing souls is also a serious crime. Your next trial will be even more fatal."
"… You die, and I live."
His short words indicated that he had seen through everything. As long as he killed me before the next trial, this Myth-ranked God Equipment would naturally lose its effects.
"No. There's an even simpler method. "
But right after that, he turned around and left. This actually gave me the biggest headache.
An automatic magic sword was obviously unable to move. Nor did it have any ability to restrict a person's movement. As long as I walked out of its range and chose a new battlefield, it would be fine. Cavendish, who had experienced countless battles, instantly saw through the weakness of this ability.
Of course, I could have added more restrictions to the user's life when I forged this sword, but the power of the natural laws would be greatly weakened.
In order to obtain the powerful ability to kill a Main God, this magic sword's only special ability was to reflect damage back to the user who inflicted it.
Even though Cavendish had seen through this sword's weakness, how could I not be prepared? From the very start, this magic sword wasn't designed to be used by itself …
"Return, magic sword, Northlands!"
Even though we were indoors, the scenery here instantly changed. Dark clouds filled the sky, and it was snowing heavily. The accumulated snow was increasing at a visible rate.
When the snow started falling, even Cavendish paused in surprise for a moment. Perhaps even he hadn't expected that he would experience the Northlands' ice and snow again in this place.
Meanwhile, I carefully controlled the ice and snow arena and successfully brought the dimensional altar into the battlefield as well.
Perhaps the Northlands' snow calamity wouldn't be particularly effective against us. But considering the Northlands' history, I was quite confident in my ability to destroy buildings.
Now that we were trapped in this ice and snow arena, it was possible for the magic sword's second ability to be activated.
"Now, let's see who can last longer."
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