The change in the nascent node "Insulters of the Church" silences all viewers.

As a lover, Frida no longer expects Walter to pass the trial and transform and be reborn.

All she could hope now was that Walter Cranston wouldn't slide into deeper darkness, and that lofty divine gesture might represent immense power, but Frida knew that it wasn't the real Walter Cranston.

At this time, in fact, other dream seeds have already selected their dependents and sent them to the kingdom to participate in the trial.

But even Tang Qi was attracted more attention to Walter.

As the master, he is not only curious about the end of this "righteous child", but also about what is growing in that node.

"The point of the Church Insulter, from my experience, from the Thorn Code, the mysterious graffiti of Bliss and other fetishes, the main body completely revolves around Martin Sims, the Holy Confessor, just as the main body of the Pig Demon Farm is the three pink pig demons, and the main body of the Candle Street is the little girl. ”

"According to common sense, nothing else will appear within the node, at least not beyond the power of repentance, the code, etc. ”

"But now ....... ”

Tang Qi's gaze completely understood the strange power that was rapidly being derived from the node at this moment.

It was strange but it was not right, because he had felt the power not long ago.

In the body of the "evil ghost in the world" in Black Fire City, it was a power that was not weaker than the fantasy divinity and the furnace divinity of the transcendent level, and it was another extremely high-level origin in the boundless mystery, and that was ...... Confusion.

Within the Origin Star, the demon is the host of a chaotic divine power.

He didn't enter the realm, and naturally he couldn't bring the chaotic divinity into it.

But at this moment, Tang Qi, as the master, could clearly feel that among the many divinities he had, there was a trace of unfamiliar source power.

The Book of Nothingness was turning, and a page slowly froze to reveal a cosmic picture filled with countless chaotic lines.

The realm of the gods dominated by pseudo-dreams has once again added an incomparably faint realm after "life", "true love", "soul", "desire", and so on...... Confusion.

Although compared to other divine powers, this chaos is as weak as a candle flame that could be extinguished at any moment.

But Tang Qi's perception could not be wrong, and the scope of his authority expanded out of thin air.

And the source of the growth of chaotic divinity is the node of the "insult to the church".

Walter Cranston's reign is being challenged.

His faith is undoubtedly full of righteousness, and he is worthy of the title of son of justice.

But this alone is not enough, no matter what the world is, it is not black and white, and unless Walter's subjects, each one is a copy of him, conflict is bound to be born.

When his words override all rules, the city of justice is first depressed, then restless, and the suppressed desires will not disappear, but will accumulate and give birth to something even more terrible, and finally devour Walter, the only god.

Within the node, it all evolves very quickly.

In that city, there were no humans like "human demons", and they could play with this righteous son like they did with Walter in Blackfire City.

But it doesn't matter, the history of the human race has never lacked conspirators and degenerates.

What Walter thought was absolute justice was actually a cold, iron-blooded rule that lasted for a while.

But then, some of the fanatics mixed with the "conspirators" began to borrow the "oracle of Walter" to kill those who were hostile.

Of course, there were a large number of innocent people, and thick, foul-smelling blood began to splatter everywhere in the city.

Walter Cranston has a lot of power, and he should have been able to see that.

But unfortunately, from the moment the Thorn Codex expired, an aura of madness and chaos began to rapidly infect the City of Justice like a virus, like a plague.

This chaotic and disorderly aura cannot be judged evil.

This power goes hand in hand with order, devouring desires and growing, the city of justice is infected, and Walter, as the sole ruler, is not exempt, and he falls into chaos without a sound.

Every thought he has, every word he says, will be magnified, and it will always bring great damage, which is a vicious circle.

Walter began to change, becoming more extreme and stubborn, more focused on carrying out his beliefs.

Any opponent, even a word, a look of opposition, will immediately usher in a blow from Walter.

But these were all used by the conspirators, and a large number of innocent people, a large number of righteous people, were killed by Walter.

The conspirators, who were secretly instigating, recorded all of Walter's "evil deeds".

When the killing in the city reached a certain point, the conspirators were determined to come out and pick the fruit, and they gathered all the survivors and announced everything in public.

In the excitement of the conspirators, Walter Cranston's title fell from "son of justice" to "tyrant", "killing lord", and so on.

The most lethal thing is that the people have chosen to support the conspirators this time.

That misdeeds weren't fabricated, and Walter Cranston did.

The final curtain seems to have arrived, and Walter Cranston has been ousted from power by the angry populace, and the humans who had been sheltered by him roared and screamed for Walter to roll down from his high position as Archon of Justice.

The crowd in the city was boiling.

"Tyrant, we don't need your rule. ”

"Are you crazy? He's going to kill us all. ”

"Don't worry, some wise people speculate that once the love of the people is lost, the source of this tyrant's power will disappear. ”

"Really, then we should overthrow him and kill him completely. ”

"Kill Lord disguised as Justice, get down. ”

......

"Boom"

Hanging over the Archon's seat above the City of Justice, Walter Cranston was puzzled, and even looked at the picture below in some panic.

His initial idea was to kill all the people who were screaming against him in a fit of rage.

But the next moment, he realized something.

The killing intent surging in his eyes dissipated in an instant, and the blazing thunder world behind him suddenly became pale and weak, and it had lasted for a long time, and the cold and terrifying majestic aura had suffered a special blow at this moment and began to gradually dissipate.

"All the people are here, they're all against me?"

Walter seemed to have lost his soul, and the scenes that had taken place in this node began to emerge.

From the moment he changed his principles to kill the damned "brain-eating couple", he confirmed that killing was an absolutely necessary weapon to maintain absolute justice in his mind, and the final picture was the city of justice at this moment.

In this majestic giant city, the atmosphere of peace and tranquility that should have been there is gone.

There was blood and corpses everywhere, and the smell of fear and disgust was strong in the cold air.

The numb faces became vivid again in front of his eyes, but they were the kind of last-minute outbursts, hysterical freshness.

"Am I wrong again?"

As Walter Cranston muttered these words, his immensely powerful body began to become emaciated and shriveled again, his armor and crown were corroded, and above his head, a "dream seed" that was originally alive and powerful, but had been eroded by the chaos of divinity, and became extremely weak.

It had no features, but it still sent a mournful cry to Walter.

Clearly, the son of justice has failed the call of this dream seed. As it detached from Walter's body, the power it had given Walter was withdrawn, and Walter began to revert back to his corpse-like form, or even worse, sliding towards the dying skeleton he had been chosen for.

"He failed!"

Obscurantist Forest, Stan and the others sighed.

His lover Frida Hussey had a complicated expression, his eyes were full of worry, and his love for Walter did not diminish in the slightest.

Inside the experimental tower, at Tang Qi's feet, the sad frog sighed as it was about to say something.

But at this moment, Tang Qi's voice suddenly sounded.

"Shut up, Fack. ”

"It's not over yet!"

Just as Tang Qi's words fell, a figure that had disappeared for a long time reappeared in the sky of the City of Justice.

Martin Sims!

The "dream creature" who had disappeared for too long in the node with himself as the main body, looked at Walter who had reverted to the same appearance as when they first met, a gloating smile appeared on his shriveled face, and the familiar sound of thorn whipping sounded.

"Smack!"

Walter, who had been whipped, instead of wailing, looked at the returning mentor with great surprise and excitement.

Impatiently, Walter almost screamed and asked.

"Teacher, what should I do, what is absolute justice. ”

"If I don't kill, chaos and evil will always exist, they will escape, they will continue to wreak havoc, maybe because I didn't kill them, more innocents will be harmed. ”

"But if I insist on killing, I can't guarantee that I won't kill innocents by mistake, and I can't guarantee that I'll always be just, not blinded, and not degenerate...... Just like now. ”

"Smack!"

Walter hissed, and retracted the whip again.

At the same time there was a disdainful taunt from Martin Sims, who almost pointed at Walter and scolded:

"Who do you think you are, that you are already omniscient and omnipotent, even the old master of thorns, the stupid old man of light, and the foolish new master sitting on the chair of God...... They can't do what you want. ”

"And who do you think I am, your soul master? You think I'm going to tell you what to do, you crazy, stupid stupid donkey. ”

"To me, the righteous order is a piece of dung, and the evil chaos is another piece of dung, and every time a human being eats bread, it is a sauce on both sides, and this race will never change. ”

"Stupid donkey with a bad cry and a lost voice, you should ask yourself what kind of person you want to be?"

"You kill...... Or don't kill!"

"I don't care, and the Lord doesn't care. ”

"Smack!"

The scourging of the Holy Confessor will only be late, but never absent, and is fitting as a closing sound.