The exploding Devil Flame blazed up to the sky.
Amidst the blazing flames, the God of Many City's body was swiftly burned to ashes after his neck was snapped.
However, he didn't die!
Instead, it transformed from a corporeal body into a kind of 'light'.
It was like the laser that he fired before but more like a halo. Regardless of what it was, the God of Many City was still suffering unimaginable pain and damage under the Devil Flame.
After all, the biggest characteristic of Devil Flame was to burn souls and devour lives.
"Bird of Death!"
The God of Many City, who was like a ball of light, caused the air to tremble as he shouted like a human.
His voice was filled with shock, confusion, and grudges.
He was shocked by Kieran's arrangements.
He didn't understand how powerful Kieran was.
As for grudges?
The grudge from destroying his body was enough for him to treat Kieran as his mortal enemy. Although at first, the God of Many City only had the thought of killing Kieran.
"DIE!"
Another loud shout later. The God of Many City, who had turned into a ball of light, went all out.
The God of Many City wouldn't beg for mercy.
He knew very well that in a war between Gods, there was no such thing as a captive.
Maybe mortals could escape with their lives.
But the Gods themselves only had one choice: get stronger or fall.
The cycle of hundred cities and hundred Gods had been repeating since the end of the fiend era.
The old Gods fell.
A new God was born.
Or …
Perish together!
The ball of light exploded.
The blinding radiance drowned the Devil Flame, shrouding Kieran as well.
"Judgment!"
The God of Many City's will declared loudly like a fair judge.
In fact, when the light exploded, a solemn and orderly presence filled the area.
The presence was everywhere, interrogating all living beings.
Of course, that included Kieran.
Or rather, Kieran was the first to bear the brunt.
Before his eyes, the street had vanished, replaced by a court. The God of Many City was sitting on the judge's seat.
As for him?
He was standing on the defendant's seat with a metal hook on his hand.
To the side were the plaintiff's seats and the jury's seats.
Everywhere was filled with all kinds of creatures.
There were humans and monsters.
They looked at Kieran with malicious eyes.
"Guilty!"
"Guilty!"
Without waiting for the judge to pronounce the sentence, these people and monsters roared loudly.
Bang! Bang!
"Silence!"
The judge banged his gavel twice.
Suddenly, the entire court fell silent.
The judge nodded in satisfaction and looked at Kieran, who was standing in the dock.
"Bird of Death, do you plead guilty?"
The judge demanded sharply.
Kieran didn't answer. He just sized up his surroundings with an interested gaze.
Illusion?
Illusion?
"Something's wrong!"
Be it illusions or illusions, none of them could make my Spirit reach 3 feel so real.
Kieran had absolute confidence in his Spirit Attribute.
Perhaps in the enemy's territory, with the help of the geographical advantage, the enemy could affect his mind, but outside of the enemy's city, the enemy would never be able to do so.
Otherwise, the enemy wouldn't have to go through so much trouble to set up all sorts of traps, all they had to do was knock on Kieran's door.
On the surface, Kieran was just a Godslayer who wasn't blessed by the land. He wasn't a real native God that could be blessed by the land.
Against such a Godslayer, the enemy had to be careful.
Other than being careful, there was only one other reason: he was weak.
And the scene just now proved this point.
The enemy didn't notice Kieran's arrival.
There was no effective way to resist the Devil Flame either.
Dok Dok Dok.
Kieran knocked on the wooden fence before him.
He then touched the metal cuffs with his finger.
In the end, Kieran looked at the plaintiff and the jury's seat.
"These are all real.
"But those should be fake …"
"A secret technique to confuse the real with the fake?"
Kieran muttered to himself.
He didn't try to conceal his voice, it clearly entered the judge's ears.
The God of Many City, who was acting as the judge, changed his expression.
He never thought that under Sanction state, Kieran wouldn't just remain clear-headed, he could even maintain his composure.
The God of Many City had no idea how Kieran did it.
But he knew the situation before him was very disadvantageous to him.
So, at the next moment, the God of Many City pronounced his verdict right away.
"The Bird of Death blasphemes the Gods!
Sentence him to capital punishment! "
The thunderous verdict echoed in the court. The plaintiff and the jury's seats and the monsters went into an uproar instantly.
"Sentence!"
"Sentence!"
Like bloodthirsty beasts, they saw two executioners in black executioner outfits holding scythes, looking like the legendary Grim Reaper walked out and stopped in front of Kieran.
Wung! Wung!
Two loud noises sounded.
Two scythes slashed down at Kieran.
However, before the scythes landed on Kieran, the two executioners were kicked away by Kieran.
One flew to the plaintiff's seat.
The other flew to the jury's seats.
The people and monsters who were cheering a moment ago had their bodies perforated. They turned into bubbles and vanished from Kieran's sight.
Even half of the court vanished.
Everything was as Kieran expected.
The secret art in front of him relied on half-truths to pass off as the real thing.
Of course, it wasn't just some items that were real.
The presence of order and judgment was real as well.
It was the presence of the God of Many City's will.
It changed according to the will of the God of Many City.
At this very moment, the final change happened.
Chains appeared out of thin air and bound Kieran.
Spears appeared above Kieran's head and were swung down fiercely.
Voices echoed in Kieran's ears.
"Sinner!"
"Unforgivable!"
"Repent!"
"Be forgiven!"
Following the voices, Spirit authentications started to flood Kieran's vision.
All of them passed without a doubt.
Not only did they pass, but Kieran's counterattack also started.
The faintly discernible sulfuric smell became clearer.
Chaos and arrogance followed.
Scorching heat started to fill the broken court.
Kak, Kak, Kak!
Just like that, the chains broke one by one.
Spears were melted one after another.
As for the voices?
No one could say a word when their throats were seized.
Gods were no exception.
Kacha!
Their necks were snapped again.
The Devil Flame burned once more.
Everything before Kieran's eyes returned to the street.
The God of Many City's body turned into specks of golden radiance. The pure and special energy gushed into Kieran's body and ignited the mystical runes in his body again.
However, a tenth of the radiance gushed into Kieran's backpack out of his expectation.
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