"You got it?"

When Xiao Zhimiao heard Seania's words, she looked up at him suddenly, her hand slowly tightened, and her face showed a look of surprise and resentment.

Her expression seemed to please Seenia, and his fingertips slid across her face, immediately adding a burning red mark to her face.

"You're still so naïve and persistent, my stupid sister, why do you always think that you can fight against so many of us gods by yourself?"

Seenia stood up straight, with a hearty smile on the corner of his mouth, today he is here to avenge the murder of his doppelganger by Secia, he wants to appreciate her desperate look when he waits.

Watch her fail once again and be judged and thrown into the abyss of demons.

Xiao Zhimiao's hands were clenched into fists, and her chest rose and fell violently, as if Seania's smug expression had angered her.

The more she looked, the happier Seania became.

He sat down on the judgment seat, and said to Salos with a lazy expression: "Let's start Salos, judge these witches well, don't be the same as before, change the tricks, I'm almost tired of watching it."

Salos tilted his head slightly, squinted at him, and said, "You have no right to command the trial."

The emotionless voice made Seania choke and the smile on her face froze.

This Salos has a dead face every day, and Cyania almost wonders if he is a humanoid embodied by the system.

However, he really has no right to interfere with the trial, the jury represents order, whether it is an ordinary player in the Divine Landing Continent, or a god who violates the rules and laws, he must be judged by the jury.

They are not gods, but because they are screened out through the main god system, their status in the god domain is the same as that of gods, and some of them have even higher authority than gods.

So even Seania sometimes has to be afraid of the people of the jury, especially Salos, whether it is a player or a god, he is iron-faced and selfless and ruthless, even if it is a very small problem, as long as he violates the rules, he will not let go.

Previously, he used his authority to modify this copy, and Arena reported it to the jury, but this time it was fortunate that they took the divine order from his father, although he modified the permission of the copy, but it did not have much impact on the copy.

My father later withdrew the divine decree, and my father was the supreme god, the head of the gods, and even if there were some restrictions, the inquisition was under him.

Therefore, after my father withdrew the divine decree, if the jury wanted to try him, they had to find new evidence.

But this time, Salos didn't have to worry about a trivial matter like before.

The Inquisition seems to have been busy lately, and other judgments are more important than holding on to Him, after all, no matter how much they judge Him, they can't do anything with Him with the Father.

His authority is only aimed at Secia, and this copy is special, it is a waste book that is not open to the public, only Cessia will enter this copy again and again, and her purpose is not to clear the dungeon, but to save her witch believers.

But this copy is based on what has already happened in the past, the witches are dead, and the then Sessia has been brought back to the realm of the gods for trial.

So no matter how many times Cecia entered this dungeon, she couldn't change anything.

If she wants to clear the level, it is very simple, she only needs to advance according to the tasks given by the dungeon, because these witches will eventually die, and even if she doesn't catch them, the witches will be captured by witches all over the Karon continent and disposed of them.

But what Secia wants is to save these witches, which is to fight against the set program, unless she can destroy this copy all, otherwise all this she does is meaningless, whether she clears the copy or not, this copy will continue to reset, and the witches continue to shout and beat like rats crossing the street, being caught and tortured, and finally being judged.

And this book covers almost the entire Karon continent, although the map is only a place related to the witch's hideout, but the scope is wide enough, and it is impossible for Sécia to destroy it like destroying the copy of the Golden Village

This copy.

Seenia looked at her sordid sister's pale face, and her mood was extremely happy.

That's it, she felt despair again and again, watching her followers being killed and judged, but she could do nothing but be swallowed up by endless anger and powerlessness.

And every time she fails, her emotions will be even stronger.

Especially since she was on the verge of success, only to be defeated by them, crushing all her efforts and hopes.

Seannia only felt that the evil breath in his heart was finally spit out, look, even if Secia's ability is indeed stronger than before, and he has evaded the restrictions of authority by connecting with another world, he will still lose in his own weakness and continue to fall in the same place.

In the past, when he was in the Divine Domain, Cecia was always able to suppress him, liked to play tricks on him, and made him ugly countless times, and now is the time for him to "repay" her.

The bell of the bell tower was rung again, announcing the beginning of the trial.

Xiao Zhimiao stood in the magic array, watching the inquisitors list the crimes of the witches one by one, and in the magic array of the witches under the stage, they either burned them with fire, or extended thorns to penetrate her, tightening their necks and suffocating them.

After a simple trial, they were tortured by various punishments, but no matter how cruel and bloody the punishment, they did not die.

That's how different it is from the low-magic witches who are thrown to the execution grounds.

Xiao Zhimiao knelt down in the magic array, making a painful expression, and his eyes were the abyss of the cold pool that could not be seen.

She watched as the witches on trial below, transformed into horrific monsters with twisted limbs in the punishment.

They screamed and screamed in pain.

The crowd watching the trial was extremely excited, shouting and cheering.

These voices intertwine to form an incredibly eerie world.

Xiao Zhimiao seemed to be able to smell some kind of disgusting stench, which did not come from the body, but from the soul.

The stench of souls cannot be saved, but they can only be incinerated to ashes, and the stench of decay that pervades the land can be stopped.

The picture in front of Xiao Zhimiao's eyes became trance-like, and the cheering crowd all turned into monsters of different shapes in her eyes, and the holy light in the square turned into a scarlet.

There was hell in front of her eyes.

In the cheering crowd, only Xu Zhilan and Zhu Yunyin did not have any smiles on their faces, and Darcy frowned at the picture in front of him, and his stomach began to churn again.

These witches who were judged always reminded him of the hellish execution ground, and he wondered what these witches had done to be judged and punished so severely by the gods that so many people believed in.

Not only him, as long as the players who have been to the execution ground, when they see this scene in front of them, the picture of the witches being tortured will continue to pop up in their minds, which makes them extremely uncomfortable physically and psychologically.

Standing on the side of the judgment seat at the front, Oriel, who was invited to participate in the trial, also frowned when he saw the scene of the witches being judged, and discomfort crossed his eyes.

She thought to herself, even if these witches had done something wrong, they would have killed them directly, so why should they be tortured like this?

This really doesn't fit the image of the gods in her heart.

The gods should love the world and save suffering, not torture a group of girls with such cruel capital punishment like this.

These punishments could not have been imagined even by the executioners who were in charge of the law and the execution of punishments in the royal city.

She listened to the screams of the witches, and she couldn't stand the judgment that followed.

She wanted to turn around and walk away, but after the trial began, no one would be allowed to leave until it was over, and there were guards around the square, so she had to stand back and endure the discomfort and continue to watch.

After the witches below had turned into monsters, the eyes of the inquisitors focused on the twelve red-haired witches on the stage.

This is also what the crowd of onlookers thinks the most

The Judgment, the twelve red-haired witches, was the highest of all witches.

Xiao Zhimiao heard the inquisitor initiate a trial on the red-haired witches, and looked up at Salos.

He had not spoken, his eyes had not looked at her, and he stood there like a fine statue, indifferent and without any emotion.

"Mora, the guilt—covet and defile the gods!"

The inquisitor's tone was flat and mechanical, and a terrible scream sounded in Xiao Zhimiao's ears, she turned her head to look, Mora's body melted quickly like a high-temperature wax, the magic array under her continued to extend thorns, the scarlet blood gathered under her, and the magic array on her body flashed with dazzling golden light, making her body recover quickly and continue to melt, torturing her repeatedly.

Looking at the thorns extending from the magic array under Mora, as well as her current form, Xiao Zhimiao finally knew the fate of the twelve red-haired witches on the stage after being judged.

They will be made into dungeon monster bosses and put into different dungeons. z.br>

Because Mora's current form is the final form she encountered when she was in the crypt dungeon.