The world fell into a dead silence in an instant.
Only the tragic cries of the giant upside-down tree could be heard, and huge scars could be seen.
He was burning.
Being locked onto by Osiris and receiving the First Judgment was like receiving the tyrannical power of the rebooting of the universe. It was the primordial chaos, the essence of the primordial. Even if it was only a wisp, it was enough to cause a terrifying chain reaction, reproducing the terrifying light of the creation and destruction of the world.
Because of this, it was called the Supreme Judgment.
Before this judgment, all things were equal. Even if it was a surviving evil, it was still broken and completely torn in two!
It was unknown how many Lords of the Abyss were annihilated in the aftermath of his attack. Even if it passed through many obstacles, it still left deep wounds and destruction on the Land of Dreams.
Immediately afterward, the light of the Rainbow Bridge whizzed over and collided with the power of the Land of Dreams. Seizing this short gap, it mercilessly attacked with all its strength.
The two sides collided with each other, setting off a mighty tide in the Abyss.
For a time, countless figures appeared, wanting to fish in troubled waters. Amidst the continuous roars and explosions, countless figures crossed each other before dispersing in an uproar.
The Rainbow Bridge surged and rolled up most of the surviving evil's body, along with the remains of the Queen of Rotten Dreams. It was forcefully pulled out of the Stairway to Heaven, violently pulled down, sealed, and quickly disappeared.
Immediately afterward, it returned, pulled out the ruling authority of the Mirror Realm from the body of the surviving evil, and left.
During this process, the shadow of a white dove flashed by, knocking away a golden figure with a pair of wings on its back. It rolled up the head of the Queen of Rotten Dreams and also disappeared into the void.
At the same time, a strange mouse drilled out of a big hole in the sky, pulled out a root of the surviving evil, turned around, and ran away.
It was as if a hundred thousand people had suddenly jumped out to loot a burning house.
More than half of the fruits of the Golden Dawn's labor that had been planned for a long time were taken away in an instant. Only a small part of the Stairway to Heaven's body was left behind, preserving Mathers' last breath.
The flames spread and quickly extinguished.
Soon, the Land of Dreams got rid of the entanglement of the Deep Sky Fleet and quietly disappeared into the Abyss.
The harvesting plan that had been planned for a long time was destroyed by a report letter from a newbie astronomy club …
"How pitiful."
In the cockpit, Huai Shi could not help but shake his head and sigh.
Beelzebub did not say anything. He just chuckled softly.
In the silence, Huai Shi heard the sound of Osiris cracking and his expression stiffened.
The last bit of hope in his heart gradually dissipated.
"Why are you so sad, Huai Shi?"
In the projection, Beelzebub smiled. "Isn't this the best ending? Golden Dawn had failed, and the Astronomy Society had won another victory. As for me, I've fulfilled my wish and barely managed to avenge Orton … Is there anything else to regret? "
"… Yes, it couldn't be more perfect."
Huai Shi leaned against the chair tiredly and no longer had the strength to move. He felt a splitting headache. "If I had known, I wouldn't have persuaded you."
"Haha, why did I have so many expectations for a book?"
Beelzebub faced his ending calmly. "'Ralph' is already dead. Huai Shi, Lord of the Flies should've ended long ago."
"It's good to end here," Beelzebub said.
`This is enough, my friend, 'he said.
He smiled and gazed at Huai Shi, and told him:
"It's good to know you."
"Me too."
Huai Shi closed his eyes and said goodbye softly.
After a long, long time, in the long silence, Beelzebub suddenly asked, "So … does your family really have 1,000 megabytes of fiber at the border? How's the salary? Do you have insurance and a double salary at the end of the year? "
"Huh?"
Huai Shi opened his eyes in shock.
Looking at the Book of Steel that had shrunk a lot, he felt that something was wrong.
"Why are you looking at me as if I'm still alive …" Beelzebub asked in confusion. Suddenly, he realized something. "Hey, did you think I was going to die?"
"… You put so many flags here and blame me for thinking you were going to die! What do you think?! "
Huai Shi was furious. He pulled out his sacrificial knife and pointed it at the cover of Lord of the Flies. "You wasted so much of my feelings and you dare to blame me? I'll send you to hell now! "
"Brother, don't. I was just adding to the atmosphere! Don't you think that the lines just now were very cool? I thought about it for a long time! "
Beelzebub shouted in embarrassment, "I'm injured. I'm really injured. Seriously injured! Look, my stitches are coming off … Be gentle. There's more! There's something very important … "
"What?"
Huai Shi was also stunned. He felt that he had really forgotten something very important.
"To be honest, I activated the self-destruct mode just now and overloaded it," Beelzebub said awkwardly. "But I think I removed the emergency ejection device and the escape pod …"
"… So?"
Huai Shi looked at the half-minute countdown on the screen and felt his scalp tingle.
"So why are you still standing there? Run!"
Beelzebub screamed, "Osiris is going to explode!"
…
Soon, as the Land of Dreams disappeared, Osiris, which was bathed in flames, gradually collapsed and dimmed. Finally, it exploded on the Endless Ocean.
Countless corpses collapsed and fell into the Endless Ocean, disappearing without a trace.
In the ocean, Huai Shi struggled to get up. He stuck his head out and climbed onto the remains of Stellaris with difficulty. Looking back, he saw how Osiris had exploded and sunk. Tears welled up in his eyes.
"My mecha … sank after just one activation." He beat his chest and stomped his feet. "My heart hurts!"
The Book of Steel in his arms comforted him. "Don't be sad. I put away all the core components of Osiris. When we earn money in the future, we can buy them back."
"How much does it cost?"
"Uh …" Beelzebub thought awkwardly for a moment. "Don't worry. Not counting the other components and upgrade procedures, the main body is quite cheap. About eighty billion …"
It thought for a while and added, "USD."
Huai Shi blacked out.
It was as if he saw his savings fly out of his pocket with wings. Yes, after saving for a lifetime, he would order a birthday cake in his old age and celebrate that he … could finally afford to buy Osiris's heel!
It was scary to think about that future.
Forget it. I'm so poor that I can just play a few games to satisfy my craving. I shouldn't think about the peaches for no reason.
"But speaking of which, there's still good news …"
Before Beelzebub could finish, Huai Shi heard hoarse laughter behind him.
It was so crazy.
When Huai Shi turned around, he saw that in the burning remains of Stellaris, the broken carriage was slowly pushed open. A charred and broken figure climbed out.
He was panting heavily.
He was heavily injured, but he was not dead yet … After going through so much, he escaped from the Rotten Dream and avoided the terrifying war that followed. He struggled to survive under the feet of the giants.
Finally … he escaped with his life.
"Hahaha, I'm still alive, I'm still alive!"
Morando laughed wildly at the sky and danced in excitement. When he saw Huai Shi not far away, his smile became even more joyful.
It was extremely ferocious.
Licking his dry and broken lips, he grinned, revealing his sharp teeth.
"Aha, we meet again …"
Huai Shi froze for a long time. He looked at him, then lowered his head and looked at Beelzebub's unfinished good news.
In his hand, the Book of Steel quickly changed. Countless modules rose and fell. In the end, it became a heavy revolver. The relief of the crocodile-headed god on the handle quietly turned into the appearance of Lord of the Flies.
Opening the cartridge, he saw six emerald green bullets sleeping inside, waiting for Huai Shi's summon.
Thus, Morando's smile froze.
His face was clearly charred, but it felt like he was gradually turning pale.
"Oh, what's that saying again?"
Huai Shi smiled and tilted his head to ask Beelzebub, who had turned into a revolver.
Thus, the relief of Lord of the Flies on the handle also seemed to smile. "Of course, there's a beginning and an end …"
Morando instinctively took a step back.
"Wait …"
He retreated in panic, wanting to explain. "I think … this is a misunderstanding."
His eyes wandered as he stepped back step by step.
"Mr. Morando."
Huai Shi studied his appearance and suddenly asked, "A long time ago, those priests who preached would say that humans once lived in a beautiful heaven and followed God's orders, living a carefree life. However, they were not allowed to eat fruits from trees. Do you know why?"
Such a familiar question. He seemed to have heard it somewhere before, but Morando could not remember where.
However, with the gun aimed at him, he could not remain silent. Feeling uneasy, he answered tentatively, "Because … those who eat will have original sin?"
"Wrong."
Huai Shi shook his head regretfully and pulled the trigger.
"Of course, it's because there's no good fruit for you to eat here!"
.
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Amidst the smoke, the messenger from Lighthouse delivered the latest analysis results.
"The Ivory Tower has proven that the unknown armor is Osiris, who was once built by Celestial genealogy."
"The Ascendant of Utopia?"
"No, our commissioner has confirmed the engravings on the boundary stone. The former Inquisitor of the Underworld, Orton, did indeed pass away when the heaven fell seventy years ago.
However, the Ivory Tower said that the recorded body he contracted did not return. If a new Ascendant inherits Orton's will, there's a high possibility that he will become Osiris' pilot. "
"It's not easy to accomplish such a feat with a broken armor. It's a pity that Osiris has been destroyed." Someone sighed. "Do you have any idea about the pilot's identity?"
"According to the comparison of intelligence from the Directorate, Lighthouse provided a preliminary analysis."
The messenger was silent for a moment and placed a photo on the table. "We have reason to believe that Osiris' pilot is this inspector who was left behind on the Stellaris due to an accident."
In the photo, the young man stared blankly in the direction of the camera.
"Sheriff of Xinhai, Huai Shi, male …"
A long row of exaggerated resumes instantly filled the projection screen.
"Second order Ascendant of Celestial genealogy, Mountain Ghost, Nemesis of the Green Sun, Calamity Musician, Abyss Cooking Demon, Legendary Investigator, Prince of Paradise, Third Place of Asian Rising Talent Competition, Anointed of the Witch's Night, Registered Military Officer with an internal evaluation of Class S …"
Before he could even react, a bunch of titles and merits were piled up on the table, making a loud and clear sound.
Just by looking at the dazzling achievements, their minds could outline a perfect template of a person who abhorred evil, was smart and capable, had a noble character, and had a strong personality.
Most importantly …
"Only seventeen years old?"
The silence was sudden. The old people who were used to seeing storms and waves were drinking tea, but the commissioners from all over could not help but look at each other. They felt that something was not right.
"Are you sure?" Someone began to doubt. "He's still too young. Do we need to observe him for a while?"
"Uh …"
After a moment of silence, the messenger from the lighthouse picked up the remote control. "He should still be at the scene. We have just connected to the surveillance on the Stellaris. We can take a look at the specific situation first."
The various reports on the big screen quickly moved away, and the images from the remaining surveillance on the Stellaris kept appearing.
In less than a second, the terminal had already detected Huai Shi's location. The irrelevant images quickly shrank, and only a few shots of the scene were zoomed in.
The first thing they heard was the sound of a gunshot, followed by a scream.
Then they saw the broken figure rolling on the ground, and the cold figure standing beside it, holding a gun and looking down.
This atmosphere, no matter how they looked at it, did not feel right.
It was as if they were witnessing the scene of a murder.
They watched as the murderer carried a hammer and coldly broke the victim's limbs, leaving him to wail tragically. Finally, the murderer violently pulled the victim's hair and pressed the red-hot muzzle against his forehead.
There was a sizzling sound.
"Wait a minute, I surrender. Don't kill me … Wait a minute!"
Morando screamed. His pupils kept turning and trembling. "It's better to be alive than dead, right? You must be from the Astronomy Society, right?! Spare my life. I know a lot of secrets, a lot of people's secrets. Not only Rotten Dream, but also several churches of the rancher. I know where all of them are … Also, Dracula's miracle mark, his formula, I can give them all to you! "
In the silence, there seemed to be some movement.
Huai Shi was silent, as if he was thinking.
The muzzle of the gun was raised, lowered, raised, and lowered again.
He was hesitant.
Soon, the identity of the victim was marked on the screen. Next to it was a photo and a wanted notice from the bureau.
"Haha, young man, you're quite lucky."
The person in charge of the L4 building raised his eyebrows. "Looks like we've caught a big fish."
"Young people are still too inexperienced. Arrange for the transfer of manpower." The man smoking said cautiously, "If Morando escapes, I'm afraid we'll have to spend a lot more effort."
"Didn't you say to observe? I think this is a good opportunity. "
Another person calmly suggested, "Rotten Dream has already been taken in by the Continuation Academy. A single officiant won't be able to make any waves."
After Rotten Dream had been completely overturned, a mere Fine Night Society was nothing to the bureau. It wasn't worth mentioning at all.
What they were curious about at the moment was how the young man in front of them would make his choice.
Would he carefully kill the enemy without leaving any hidden dangers, or would he violently blast this long-winded fellow to smithereens? Or, would he spare his life like a cat playing with a mouse, casually extinguishing all possibilities of escape. Or, if he was careless, the enemy would escape …
No matter what choice he made, they would be able to see something.
Or perhaps, they wanted to know … What exactly was he hesitating about?
In the silence, there was only the sound of the wreckage of the Stellaris burning.
Sweat dripped down from Morando's forehead drop by drop.
He carefully raised his eyes and peeked at Huai Shi's expression. In the flickering light of the fire, the shadow of that face was constantly changing. It was difficult to see what he was thinking.
Under the burn scar, the fascia of his right leg was slowly reconnecting. As long as he gathered some more strength, he would be able to break free from this rope and escape.
However, he still couldn't find any opportunity under the aim of that pistol.
"Hey, Huai Shi!"
Beelzebub urged unhappily. "Why are you still dawdling? Do you really believe this guy's bullsh * t? "
"No, I just feel … Something doesn't seem right."
Huai Shi sighed. He squatted down and studied Morando in front of him and the pistol in his hand. "It doesn't feel right. You know that, right?"
The Lord of the Fly rolled his eyes. "You're just killing a piece of trash. Do you want to taste the taste of first love?"
"No, I mean … Didn't this guy just surrender to the Astronomy Society?"
Huai Shi raised his hand that was holding the gun and scratched his head. Then he put the gun down and pointed at Morando's shocked face. "Then I remembered. Oh, I'm the only one left from the Astronomy Society. That means, I'll be representing the Astronomy Society. I've already been paid so much. I can't tarnish the reputation of the organization. I have to think about it carefully, right?"
"And then?" Beelzebub didn't even need to remind him. He had fully entered his role as the supporting actor.
"And then I remembered what was wrong."
Huai Shi slapped his thigh and exclaimed excitedly, "You really have to go through the process for this kind of thing!"
Just as Beelzebub and Morando were stunned, Huai Shi had already happily reached out and took out a book of rules for inspectors from his pocket. He flipped through the relevant procedures on the spot.
Soon, the book was closed.
"Okay, I know how to do it!"
Huai Shi nodded confidently. He took out a pen and paper from his saddle bag and wrote an arrest warrant on the spot. He stamped it with the seal of the Xinhai Inspector and showed Morando the black letter that was still warm.
"Morando M. Lando, you are suspected of endangering the current state, organizing an illegal church, murder … border smuggling, and other crimes. With the approval of the Astronomy Society's Xinhai branch, you are arrested today."
Morando was stunned for a moment. Then he was overjoyed and nodded crazily. "I'm willing to cooperate. I'm willing to confess. As long as you spare my life …"
"Very good."
Huai Shi interrupted him and announced according to the emergency procedure on the rules, "Then, you will be transferred to the border court for trial.
As the only member of the Astronomy Society here, I will temporarily serve as the judge, judge, deputy judge, and your prosecutor … "
He bent down and looked at Morando's blank face. He smiled. "So, defendant Morando, you are convicted due to the conclusive evidence. Does the defendant's lawyer have any questions?"
"There is no question. My client deserves it!" Beelzebub raised his voice happily. "He will definitely respect the verdict given by the jury."
"Very good."
Huai Shi took out a miniature version of the Hammer of Pain and knocked it on the broken carriage next to him. "According to the temporary border court's verdict, Morando, you are sentenced to death. You will be executed immediately — right now, right here!"
The second seal was stamped.
Morando's pupils dilated. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but Huai Shi raised his hand and stuffed a handful of iron paste into his mouth. It stuck and quickly solidified.
Only vague whimpers and roars were left.
He struggled with all his might.
But it was too late. The Hell Virus in his body was spreading rapidly, depriving him of his last strength.
Amidst the burning flames, he looked up blankly. He saw the heavy steel behind the young man's back rapidly changing shape under the control of the young man's hand. It twisted and turned into a platform. Then, a ferocious frame quickly rose up.
Under the suspension of the Rope of Sorrow, the heavy axe hung high, flashing with an angry cold light.
"Finally, on behalf of the Astronomy Society, I will execute the verdict on you. This is how you will be executed …"
In front of the guillotine, Huai Shi opened his arms and happily announced to Morando:
"— Behead!"
"Wu wu! Wu … Wu wu wu!!! "
Under Huai Shi's drag, Morando tore his lips and screamed. He struggled with all his might, roaring and cursing, but he could not resist the hand that was holding him tightly.
Inch by inch, he was dragged to the guillotine. Heavy shackles fell, choking his hands and neck, cutting off his last hope.
"You won't have a good ending, you bastard! You're a lackey of the Astronomy Society! "
Morando roared crazily, yelling with his big mouth that was pulled to his temples. "You will definitely fall into a situation thousands of times worse than mine. You will beg for death in the abyss! You will definitely! Definitely! "
"Yes. Isn't this the fair trial you've been longing for, Morando? Isn't this a judgment made in accordance with the laws, regulations, and even your wishes? "
Huai Shi tilted his head, squatted down, and stared into his eyes.
As he spoke, there seemed to be endless phantoms appearing behind him, indifferently looking down at the sinner on the guillotine, judging this fair trial.
Watching the arrival of retribution.
"I'm your arrester, I'm your judge, I'm your executioner … Morando, you can resent, but the result will not change."
Huai Shi raised his finger and snapped his fingers for the last time in front of him.
"— Please remember, my name is Huai Shi."
At that moment, the heavy axe hanging above the guillotine whistled down.
There was a soft click.
Justice, execution!
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The image ended there.
In the decision-making room, after witnessing Huai Shi's one-stop trial service, everyone's expressions became unusually interesting, not knowing how to judge.
"Ahem, although the process isn't very formal, it's an emergency."
The person in charge of L4 on the overhead floor narrowed his eyes and seemed to smile. "I think, at least there's no problem with the process. But these can all be solved through learning, right? "
"Although the judgment is lacking in consideration, as a young man, it's already done very well." The representative from the border court took a sip of tea and said calmly, "I think, everything's good, but he's lacking a little experience. It just so happens that the border court is still lacking some newcomers …"
"No, the process of his arrest is also a little informal." The person next to him raised his voice. "He must come to us for training. If he doesn't get rid of his bad habits, there will be no end to the pernicious influence."
"I think it's necessary for him to learn more advanced methods of execution. Well, we can have an internal exchange. It'll only take two months."
"No, the format of his arrest notice … format …"
The people in the secretariat subconsciously opened their mouths and wanted to pull him away, but after thinking for a long time, they found that there was no f * cking problem with the format written by this little bastard, so they had no excuse to pull him away.
"Okay, don't quarrel."
The middle-aged man at the head of the table raised his finger and knocked on the table. "In the end, he's a rare and valuable talent. I believe everyone has seen his performance and conduct.
As for observation and whatnot, forget about it. It's normal for young people to have some small secrets. We don't have the right to ask him to write all of it in his diary for us to see … "
After a pause, the middle-aged man continued, "As for where he'll be transferred to, you can go down and discuss it yourselves. But it's best to see his personal development wishes. Didn't the personnel department ask him to fill in the form?"
"Uh …"
The secretary was silent for a long time, and his face looked like he had eaten dog shit. "He did."
"Okay." The middle-aged man picked up his teacup calmly. "What did he fill in?"
Under everyone's focused gaze, the secretary picked up the form and read it with a numb face. "Development expectations: Study hard, study hard … Then, then get admitted to the Vienna University of Music. Cough, cough, become a useful cellist for the current situation."
"…"
The middle-aged man's shoulders trembled. He held his breath and forced the tea in his mouth down. He looked up blankly. "He said … cellist?"
"Yes, cellist."
The secretary repeated. "Get admitted to the Vienna University of Music and become a useful cellist for the current situation."
"Go to Vienna?"
"Yes." The secretary nodded.
"Be … a cellist?" The middle-aged man's face looked like he was joking. He even reached out his hand and made a gesture of playing the cello. "This?"
"That's the violin." The person next to him corrected him. "The cello is played in the arms."
At this moment, everyone in the conference room suddenly had a fleeting feeling of unreality.
This was definitely the first S-ranked military officer in the history of the Astronomy Society who said that he wanted to study hard and play the cello in the future.
Wasn't an inspector who didn't want to be a headless demon a good cellist?
Wasn't this world a little too fantastical?
.
.
"Oh, they look like they're having a lot of fun."
At the round table, Crow looked at the scene not far away and sighed softly.
At this moment, on the Endless Ocean, outside the Stellaris, half of a carriage that had been detached from the main body drifted alone on the sea. The light was warm.
It was hard to believe that such a large half of a broken carriage could still travel on the sea.
In the center of the carriage, within a two-meter radius, there was not a trace of damage.
It was like a miracle blessed by the God of Luck.
The terrifying turmoil and explosion didn't seem to have caused any damage to this place. Even when the carriage was lifted by the explosion not long ago and fell into the sea, the entire process was smooth and gentle. Even the steaming tea in the teacups didn't spill a single drop.
The remaining part of the carriage happened to block the sea breeze and maintain a suitable temperature. Even the newspaper rack next to it wasn't wet by the turbulent sea water.
Sitting next to the table, people suddenly felt a sense of tranquility.
A man in a gray suit sat across from her. He nibbled on the overly sweet tea and frowned. There was too much honey and sugar. He simply couldn't finish it.
He put down the biscuit in his hand, wiped his mouth, and drank the last of the tea in the cup.
He sighed softly.
Crow looked over and asked curiously, "Are you leaving?"
"Yes, I've already done my duty."
The man in gray rummaged through his pocket and took out a small bag. He put it on the table, "This is for you. He should need it …"
The small transparent plastic bag contained a white bone object the size of a little finger.
It looked like a chicken bone.
"The remains of an evil creature?" Crow was surprised, "Did you pull this out of the Rotten Dream specifically for him? It seems like you got along very well with my contractor. "
"It's just a favor. Please don't mind it."
The man in gray waved his hand embarrassedly.
He stood up from the chair that was about to collapse, took down his coat and hat from the broken clothes rack, and finally picked up his briefcase from the floor that was beginning to leak water. He nodded to Crow and said goodbye.
"You still want to continue working?"
Crow said, "Forget it. It's meaningless."
"But the work is there, isn't it?" The man in gray shook his head helplessly, "Someone has to do it, otherwise it will only increase."
"It's because of this that you're regarded as a destructive factor, a social animal that dies from overwork." Crow commented unhappily, "When will this kind of meaningless work end?"
"Until it's done?"
The man in gray laughed softly, his pale face was full of certainty, "I believe that one day this world will no longer need a disaster warning like me.
But before that, I have to clean up the mess left behind by the president. Isn't that what an assistant does? "
"Up to you."
Crow shook his head and sighed, "Goodbye."
"No."
The man in gray smiled shyly and waved his hand, "I hope it's a farewell."
His figure quietly dispersed in the darkness.
Then, the remaining carriage began to slowly tilt, and with the waves, it sank into the sea together with the burning wreckage of the Stellaris in the distance.
A black bird flapped its wings and flew up.
On her head, there was a small and delicate crown. The authority of a ruler only appeared for a moment before it quickly disappeared.
With the fall of the Queen of Rotten Dreams, the new ruler of the Dream World spread her wings in the wind, happily humming a song, celebrating the harvest, and disappeared into the horizon.
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