"No!"

Kaysagarh struggled to slowly spit out the word.

He looked at Yi Qiu, his face full of stubborn stubbornness:

"I know some of the people you are talking about, and they are not doing what you call evil."

"At least for now, they don't!"

"Even if I had that power, I wouldn't kill some innocent people!"

Kesagher's face was more of a determination than pain.

Perhaps it wasn't the Light that chose the legendary Inquisitor of Justice, but that there was already a burning power in his body.

Yi Qiu looked at Kaisagher and nodded, he didn't say anything more.

He didn't think that Kaisagger's so-called regret must be about the girl in that small town.

At least in Yi Qiu's understanding, it will become a shortcoming, but it is not worth regretting......

Of course, Yi Qiu didn't think that Kesagger would be the same as his own thoughts.

Even for mortal things, the biggest difference lies in the division of ideas.

Yi Qiu didn't like to change their minds, and that wasn't his area of expertise.

Yi Qiu respects Kesagher's choice because it is a manifestation of his strong will.

"That's what you expect—I'll still give you the power to change everything."

"I agree with you, but the observance of order is never such a smooth path."

"It's inevitably going to be full of twists and bumps......"

Yi Qiu looked at Kaisagher and said.

And just as Kessager's face was filled with astonishment, he felt a cold power coming from above his head......

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Far away from the ground, the air currents became irritable and cold.

Under the billowing black mist, a huge body as formidable as a god and demon stared silently at the world.

After giving Kaisagar enough strength, Yi Qiu turned into a billowing black mist and left.

He'd given Kessager the leverage to change it all, and the rest was just his choice.

However, Yi Qiu will give Kesagh a chance......

Yi Qiu never plays the role of a guide, he thinks it is redundant and redundant.

The meaning of order is not to bind everything into a neat and tidy state.

Just like the forest shown by nature, under the order full of cold elimination, all things breed, depicting the magnificent beauty of nature.

The neatness of the mold is a large-scale demand.

But the human will obviously does not deserve such qualities.

Even a clump of seemingly single weeds shows the unique charm of the individual wantonly and arrogantly.

Beneath the splendor of those artificially formed flowers, there is only a pale of scarcity.

Yi Qiu looked at the ground that was unusually far away from here, and Kaisagher, who was peeping on the roof, was peeking cautiously.

The power in his body was agitated, but he still gritted his teeth and held on.

Although he felt that Yi Qiu's behavior was absurd and crazy, he was also afraid that such a tragedy would really happen.

So he decided to investigate while it was dark.

He knew the town so well that it was the hard life that gave him this special skill.

He never knew what kind of darkness was really hidden in the old merchant who sold maltose.

And now, he still doesn't believe it.

He was so careful to lift a corner of the roof that he lost consciousness......

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"A superior sacrifice whose death and suffering will delight the gods!"

"I know everything about him - he will enjoy the real 'sacrifice' ......"

Countless voices lingered in Kesagher's ears, and he tried to hear them, but he couldn't hear them clearly.

His eyelids were so heavy that the darkness engulfed him deeply......

Those words he heard by chance overwhelmed him with deep unease.

He was terrified, not because of impending death—but because of the people he cared for......

Eventually, he felt himself being pulled by something.

He was dragged away from that dark world, and then the "light" appeared......

He opened his eyes, and what should have been a gentle sunlight became extremely sharp!

They pierced Kesagher's eyes, and what Kesager saw pierced his heart:

It was a street he was familiar with, and it used to be filled with the sounds of noisy people.

Although life is hard, laughter is also barren.

But those smiles shining on the withered yellow face are always fresh in people's minds.

And now, all that remains is dead silence and countless traces of dark brown......

The corpses that were not collected in time were discarded into the stinking ditch at will.

Fat rats with ferocious scarlet eyes that greedily nibble at everything.

Then, in a sudden, frantic convulsion, he died......

There was a pungent smell in the air, and the smell of death swept over the city!

In Kesagher's mind, the bald head that gave him strength suddenly appeared......

He had already learned all this, but ......

Kesagger's face was filled with pain, which filled the cultists around him with joy.

"That's it, wail in pain!"

"Only then will the great god cast His divine gaze!"

The cultist next to him said in a gloomy voice.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a wetness in his chest.

He lowered his head, and where it should have been his heart, a hand pierced there!

"You all have to die!!"

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Killing, endless killing......

Blood and corpses stained the small city red again.

But this time, it belongs to the cultists......

"Ding...... When ......"

The blood-stained sword fell from Kesagher's hand.

He looked at the city and fell to his knees in agony......

"Do you regret it?"

At this time, Kessager heard the voice that was still fresh in his memory.

He hung his head, his face full of struggle and pain.

yes, if he had killed the cultists without hesitation, as he had done now, it could have been avoided!

The innocent inhabitants of this small city can be redeemed.

He will no longer lose his loved ones, his loved ones......

It didn't cost much difficulty, he just picked up a sword......

But......

The look of struggle on Kessager's face became even more intense.

He knelt on the ground, then slowly raised his head and looked at Yi Qiu:

"No!!"

His voice was hoarse, and it was full of pain and struggle.

"If I did—kill them by just following a definition from someone else before I knew about their evil deeds."

"Then, how can I hold fast to the righteousness of my heart!"

"What's the difference between me and those goblin crumbs!"

Kesagher's hands trembled, and he covered his face.

His bloodied hands left deep marks on his face......

"So, do you regret it?"

In agony, Kaysager overheard the other man's question.

"No ......"

With a trembling answer, a burning tear flowed from between his fingers.

It slid a glaring mark on its face covered with dust and blood.

Regret does not stem from pain, but from forgetting......

And justice is not something to be given lightly.

"So, now, you can start making a real choice......"

With those words, Kaisagher suddenly felt intensely dizzy!

The next moment, he struggled out of his endless pain.

Then, the sun shone brightly over the town on his tearful face.

And in the more distant areas, the noisy human voices are as usual.

Disaster, not yet begun......

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Sogou