The rope against the demon tightly bound her hands, which were still children, and even put a collar around her neck that was specially designed to deal with mental power users, and if it weren't for the fact that she had to walk on her feet, I am afraid that she would have spared no effort to make her wear shackles.

It's like a precaution taken by humans against wild beasts. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This layer of insurance measures can only make her read the fear in the heart of the executor, yes, this is the supreme glory of power, when she sees those eyes with deep fear, even if she is defenseless and the other party has a weapon, they are just arrogant ants for a while.

She didn't despair. She knew that before she could become truly strong, she had to break through this worldly sheepfold, a wooden pen that trapped all the gentle and unchangeable people, who not only trapped themselves, but also tried to help it trap those who wanted to break free from it.

So she was escorted by the guards, through a side door in the corner of the hall, and was taken to the courtroom of the House of Elders. A heavy, bottomless iron cage hung overhead, and the moment she stood on the judgment seat, she fell, and the chain attached to it rattled.

She stood in the cage, surrounded by iron bars as thick as her arm. Holding a long stick, the warrior monk in a monk's robe stood behind her, forming a horn posture, always paying attention to her every move.

Further back were the chattering crowd, barricaded by wooden fences and guards, which really resembled her metaphor, a flock of lambs, waiting to see what was about to happen.

The high judgment seats on both sides of the building of the House of Elders are on the pseudo-second floor, and on this so-called pseudo-second floor there are only their seats, which are lined up on the walls on the left and right sides, and there are spiral stairs from the inside of the marble wall to reach there, but there is no doubt that those who arrive there must be highly respected. The elders sat on high places, looking as if they were neatly arranged statues of the gods on the walls, overlooking the judged and the vast Ionian beings.

True, they rule everything, but they have no power. So they are mere mortals who want to be gods.

She snorted coldly in her heart, although she was in a low place at the moment, and she must look up to see those high elders, but her high chin showed an extremely stubborn outline.

It was only in the Elders' Chair that she saw the man, the only face she knew—Karma. And she's watching her, too.

And higher, at the very front of the building, like the seat of the Speaker of the House of Elders of the Lord God King's Landing, sat a white-haired old man with deep eye sockets and a solemn expression. He spoke in a slow, intonation voice:

"I have already told you the circumstances of this matter. Sindra, are you willing to restrain your own power and cooperate with all the means of the Balance Sect? ”

"Nope." She said.

"You have to suppress your magic." The voice of the Great Elder was like singing.

"Nope! This is my strength! ”

"This is not an exhortation, but a command, Sindra - if you continue to do your thing, we will completely nullify your magical vein, and you will never be able to use magic. Make your choice, suppress it, or lose it forever! ”

"Nope! I don't choose! This power is mine! Why did you take it?! ”

"Then it's a pity. Take her to the Spirit Circle! ”

"Nope! You bastards! No one wants to take away my power! The cage opened, and the two warrior monks stepped forward and grabbed one of her shoulders.

Sindra screamed in anger and struggled, knowing that her imprisoned mind was in vain, but that didn't mean she would be slaughtered.

"She's right." The girl suddenly heard a voice, with a convincing majesty in the old age. "It's her power."

She had hoped that the voice would come from Karma, but it was an old man with a long cane, gray hair, and a robe painted with mysterious exotic symbols from across the sea.

He only flashed, and he left a golden light on the high elder's seat, and then the golden light flashed again where he landed. He appeared in front of her in an instant.

"Aisaro?" The deep voice of the Speaker from the high place came down.

"She's going to be my apprentice."

"Do you know what you're doing, Alsaro?"

"I know." The old magician replied calmly, his gaze touching the stubborn girl.

"Don't think that if you save me, I'll listen to you obediently." She said.

"I will not suppress your power, Sindra, and I will teach you to better control your power. Let them be at your disposal. The old magician said softly.

"You...... Are you serious? ”

"Of course."

"But—" The Lord's delight was interrupted by an inopportune remark from the dignified speaker of the House of Elders. "In exchange for not limiting this girl's magical powers, we must deprive us of something else, to be on the safe side...... I proposed to use psionic energy to cut off the connection between her feet and her body. Elders are invited to comment. ”

"I'm against it!" The girl's voice was in the air, "Lord Aisaro is a magician from overseas, and he has made great achievements in the harmless use of magic, I believe he can solve such a problem, don't do such things again, and generate more hatred." ”

Both the elders and the Ionians who had come to watch began to talk.

"Who is this girl?"

"Is she an elder too?"

"That's it! That super powerful psyker. ”

"I didn't expect to be so young!"

"If it weren't for her, I'm afraid we wouldn't have known that the old ancestor still left behind the gentle and powerful power of spiritual energy!"

- "The objection is null and void. The Elder Ninja spoke, dressed in traditional attire but still wearing a mask, and the ninja tradition of not showing his true face continued on his body. This girl upsets the equilibrium, and we have no reason to believe her. It's her who has a problem. It was she who should be corrected. And not hatred because you are punished for your mistakes. ”

His words elicited approval from the elders, and the Speaker nodded. "It's up to you, Karma." His eyes looked at Karma, and Karma's psionic powers made her hear the voice of the eyes:

"I know, many people have also heard rumors about your relationship with this silver-haired witch, so I want you to do it, you are the Apocalypse, the first person in Ionia to revitalize our own spiritual power, for more people in the world to regain the spiritual energy, this ancient and endangered power, so that more people can find peace in their hearts, you must do it."

Then he spoke again, and said in a voice that everyone could hear, "Otherwise, we will put her to death." For the sake of Ionia's safety, there was no choice. ”

Karma stepped on the lotus platform condensed by cyan psionic energy, and fell in front of Sindra like a fairy.

"I'm sorry...... "No one could hear her babbling, only Sindra, who was also good at telepathy. I'm sorry. I don't have a choice. I don't want you to die. I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

……

The fist was clenched by Sindra.

Even after all this time, she still does not want to forgive, and will never forgive.

Now that magic has freed her body from gravity, she uses magic instead of her feet, levitating her body without touching the ground.

It's time to liquidate everything, Karma, Ionia......

Even the whole world, this world that has shattered the plane because of the rune war, so it has begun to suppress magic and put an end to magic wars......

It's a world of weakness made up of weak people.

Even if the world is destroyed, the strong can still survive and still dominate everything.

She remembered the promise she had made the day she killed Asalro, the day she and her powers were finally freed from the chains of conservatism and tenderness.

"I will let heaven and earth overturn, I will let my palace float in the supreme sky, I will let these people who indulge in mediocrity and are bound by tradition bow down to true power!"

This is her war with Karma.

Only one person can survive and then decide the future of Ionia!