Without resistance, Mephistopheles let two ant-like mortals restrain him.

Looking at the scene on the high platform, the audience was in an uproar.

Before, although they also felt that Mephistopheles had some truth in what he said, the experience of the past few decades had caused them to have blind trust in God and priests. They had been expecting someone to refute the unbeliever with a stronger argument, but what they did not expect was that the priest on the high platform actually chose to use force.

This is really a bit surprising, in the past, among human tribes, there has never been a use of force against the same kind.

"Why, it looks like you're going to use another way to solve me if you can't convince me?"

With a flat expression, Mephistopheles looked at Devers in front of him, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Your Excellency, as priests of the goddess of the law, shouldn't you uphold the justice of this judgment, or is it a judgment that is not allowed to be won?"

On the high platform, the faces of the two priests were a little ugly. They had already felt the suspicious gaze of everyone in the audience, but because of the majesty of the priest in the past, no one dared to step forward to stop it.

They also wanted to maintain the so-called 'justice' and maintain their own image in the minds of others, but considering the words of the unbeliever just now, the two priests were a bit of a dilemma.

Mephistopheles' words were too dangerous, and if he were allowed to win, the entire Bronze Humanity would be in danger as a result. They don't know what will happen to ordinary people, but once the gods themselves come, the priests are the ones who will be judged first.

In desperation, they had to set their sights on Devers, who had just made a decision.

"Stop being tongue-in-cheek, Mephistopheles, this trial is certainly fair, but we intend to take a more reasonable approach to this than a tirade."

Seeing the judge's dilemma, Devers said in a deep voice.

Mephistopheles had been restrained, and the other party had no intention of resisting, which frustrated his idea of terminating the trial on the grounds of 'disturbing order'.

With his fists clenched, there was no other way out. Devers didn't know if what he was about to do was right, but he had to do it anyway.

Such a dangerous guy must not be allowed to exist anymore.

"Let God judge you." Devus said coldly: "The gods have not said how to punish those who have no faith, we dare not speculate. ”

In that case, let God's gift be the judge of right and wrong. If you're right, you'll be fine; If you are wrong, then your fate is God's decision on you. ”

Standing on the stage, Devers scanned the crowd of onlookers. Many of them had been dissatisfied with the abrupt end of the debate and resisted the use of force by the priests, but as Devers linked the judgment to God, they did not dare to say more.

Not even those who thought Mephistopheles had a point in questioning God would dare to stand up and question God. After all, it is difficult to see the appearance of shaking the belief in the gods, but it is another thing to openly make statements that question the gods.

Most people, after all, are still silent.

"A God-given creation?" The smile became more and more uncontrollable, and Mephistopheles asked slowly, "I don't know what you mean?" ”

"Flames, of course."

"God has given us fire to drive out wild beasts, illuminate darkness, avoid calamity, and bring warmth, and it is the most suitable creature to express the will of the gods."

"If God thinks you are innocent, then you will be safe, but if God gives you the punishment you deserve, this is the most just judgment."

Whether God has paid attention to this, Devus thinks that no one knows this better than himself. The gods would not care about such a trivial matter, so he had foreseen the fate of the unbeliever.

He will die wailing in the flames, paying for his words.

Causing the death of a human being, Devers didn't know how the Creator would react when he learned about it, but no matter how bad it was, it wouldn't be worse than now.

So at his command, an elevated tower was erected, and the sacred flame from the Temple of Flames was drawn. They tied Mephistopheles to the elevated shelf, and the other party did not resist at all from beginning to end, just calmly watched the people who were doing it.

"You have one last chance to turn back, Mephistopheles. Admit your mistake, there is no need to alarm the gods about mortal things. ”

Holding the torch aloft, Devers' hand trembled a little. Although his words were merciless, he still flinched a little when he was really ready to deprive a member of his own life.

He warned for the last time, and in fact, Devers really wanted the other side to back down, but alas, the result still disappointed him.

"I stand by my opinion." Mephistopheles said slowly: "I just don't know, if you can still hold on to yours for a while." ”

The corner of his eye jumped, since it was irretrievable, Devers no longer hesitated. He threw the torch at the elevated platform, but involuntarily took a few steps back from his feet.

In front of him, the fire burned as the torches landed.

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"Why stop me."

In the sky of Jumu Town, behind a white cloud, the goddess with a long sword hanging from her waist looked at the humans below with an angry face.

She reached out with her right hand, as if she was going to do something, but on her wrist, the other hand was holding it up, holding back the unhaired power.

"It's best not to use divine power in the mortal world, don't you know?"

Smiling slightly, Ryan replied in response to the question.

But obviously, the goddess of justice will not be fooled by his words.

"You know what I mean, I'm asking you why you're trying to keep me from maintaining the justice of this trial."

Mortals don't know about gods, not even Mephistopheles. They think they know everything, but they have no idea what power God has within his authority.

If the judge of this trial had been the priests of any other temple, everything would have been as they wished, and no god would have paid attention to such a trivial matter, but only Themis. As the embodiment of justice and law, she perceived everything the moment she stood on the high platform in Mephistopheles.

All of this includes the causes and consequences of today's trial, the powerful power that Mephistopheles hides beneath the mortal exterior, and the priests of the Temple of the Law who have no faith in her.

However, for the priests' untrust, because the goddess never took the initiative to ask humans to sacrifice her, and her existing temple also existed because of Zeus and Prometheus's respect for the power of the ancient god Titan, so she did not intend to punish it, but this trial is different.

Since it was a trial witnessed in her name, even without her permission, Themis would not allow an unjust verdict to occur.

"But he's going to be fine, isn't it, you should be able to see that unless Hestia does it herself, the flames enshrined in her temple won't hurt this guy even if they are a thousand times more violent."

There was a bit of a headache, but Ryan tried to explain as best he could. But apparently, the goddess will not be so easily convinced.

"That's just the result, Ryan, the fairness of the process, the same justice."

But the premise of your impartiality is that there are people who think it's unfair. But as it stands, Mephistopheles is clearly enjoying it. ”

At this time, on the high wooden frame, the flames were already scorching Mephistopheles's body. A burning smell drifted into the crowd in the wind, causing many people to show expressions of pity and unbearability.

Among the bronze humans who have never suffered, although there are all kinds of people, the most are those with good intentions.

Knowing etiquette and knowing etiquette, knowing honor and disgrace with sufficient food and clothing, whether it is now or in the future, the truth is always the same.

It's just that in comparison, Mephistopheles, who is really suffering, still maintains a smile.

Perhaps, you are right, if both sides feel that such an outcome is correct, it is really not unfair."

After much contemplation, Themis finally accepted this statement. If there are no victims of a matter, then she insists on defending the so-called justice she believes, and the justice that is forcibly established in this way is probably not justice.

"So you can let me go."

Glancing at his right hand, Themis said slowly.

"—of course, offended."

Releasing his left hand that was gripping the goddess's wrist, Ryan smiled apologetically.

Now that he is suppressed by the laws of this world, he can't use his power casually. So in order to stop the goddess who came in a hurry, he had to use some more direct methods.

"So these two people have something to do with you?"

Consensus was reached on the matter of the trial, and the goddess of law finally took care of other matters. Under the divine perception, the two biggest anomalies here are clearly visible.

If Mephistopheles was only detected because he actively intruded into the realm of the goddess's authority, then Cohen was completely because he didn't know how to hide.

His vast qi and blood made Themis frown slightly, this power, many weak true gods in the mortal world may not be his opponent.

This is not only the difference in strength, but also because of the loss of divine power, in fact, few gods still know how to fight.

"One has something to do with me. In fact, I don't even know how he came to believe in me, he doesn't even know that I created him. ”

Glancing in Cohen's direction, Ryan decided to have time to talk to him, of course, not as the creator of the golden human race.

"As for the other, he's a bit related to an old friend of yours, might you guess?"

"—Kronos, I guess."

opened his mouth calmly, but directly told the truth of the problem. In Ryan's astonished gaze, Themis turned his head to look at the god he had known for ten thousand years.

"The great change of a hundred years ago, the Mother Goddess would have doubted the Lord of Darkness, but I won't."

"No one else can do this, only you can do it."

First of all, I would like to state that the views of both sides in the article are not those of the author, so it is good to have fun reading these two chapters. Secondly, believers at the level of true saints have their own beliefs, and these sacrifices here certainly do not have this level. In addition, I want to know, in addition to the protagonist coming out every second, what is the plot that everyone is looking forward to watching after all? In fact, because the feedback is mixed, and the myth itself is scattered, I didn't know exactly what aspect should be more focused on when I wrote it.

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