Victor stood on the highest bell tower in Shulben and quietly watched the angel that had been made up of the flesh and blood of countless believers fall again.

Those deep eyes seemed to tell what was happening in front of him, and he had expected it.

The hazy afterglow casts the last golden light on the shattered city, and a quiet silence envelops the land.

While his blow didn't completely destroy the angel, it was enough to inflict serious injuries.

The damage of [Astraia's Divine Judgment] skill depends on the opponent's Justice.

Can deal up to 4000% bonus damage.

However, the irony is that these believers in the goddess of justice have a surprisingly low value of justice.

If they are judged by the scales of justice, the value of justice revealed is often negative.

After all, these believers will do whatever it takes to welcome the return of the goddess, which is unimaginable.

Although the justice of the goddess of justice is paranoid, she will never arbitrarily judge people as absolute evil and simply and rudely erase them.

They carry out evil deeds, glorify them as righteous deeds to summon the goddess of justice to come back to earth,

Or they subjectively and stubbornly regard those who stand in the way of their plans as absolute sin.

They even sacrificed their lives and committed even greater crimes for the return of the goddess, just for the return of the goddess.

All this, as if to attract the attention of the goddess.

I hope that after seeing the evil in the world, the goddess will return to the world out of justice.

But the Lady of Justice is not so stupid.

Her scales can judge for her the absolute good and evil of the world, and these believers who blindly worship her are obviously sinful.

In the end, Gwen during the time of the Goddess of Justice wiped out all these believers.

This is extremely sad for believers.

The goddesses they were trying to greet were the first thing they did when they returned to the world was to destroy them all.

But maybe that's exactly what they wanted.

Victor looked down at the blasphemous angel who had sunk in the smoke and been split in two.

Watching the other party's severed body slowly merge with the help of countless tentacles, the black flesh was entangled and reborn.

The strange tentacles gradually joined together, and the broken body gradually recovered.

Victor's purpose is simple.

Since the return of the gods is difficult to stop.

Then, before the return of the goddess of justice, in her name, all these evil believers will be exterminated.

At this moment, Victor slowly raised his hand, and the golden bird's head staff in his right hand gradually rose high.

"I'll kill you all first."

At the same time, the goddess of justice in the sky also slowly raised the pitch-black blade.

Heaven and earth fell back into deep darkness, and the last of the dim light was gradually worn away.

Swish!

Again, the dazzling white light suddenly tore through the darkness.

A sharp edge pierced through the broken body that had already fallen to the earth.

In an instant, the blazing day spread across the entire world.

Brilliant light rushed from the crack in the light to spread out to the sides.

Waves of violent air rose from the ground and pushed away on both sides of the darkness.

The sandstone flies, and the earth and rocks cover the sun.

The invisible air burst with a sharp roar, and the silent sky was torn out with a sharp crack.

When the light shrouded, the dark body of the blasphemous angel was completely shattered one by one.

Shredded tentacles curled up in the scorching light, pieces of flesh contracted and froze, setting off a terrible wail over the land.

The howl spread throughout Shulben, and the shrill roar shattered the shattered houses even more.

Even the residents, who had been dozens of miles away from the center of Xiulbourne, heard the shrill whistling.

Surrounded by countless mages, they felt a sharp roar pierce through their eardrums.

Consciousness grew blurry and frantic in the roar.

Countless inhabitants stood in place, their heads bruised and their pupils covered with scarlet blood.

They held their heads and bent down, in great pain.

The voice kept echoing in their minds, like a tide of mental pollution sweeping over their sanity.

It was as if something violent was about to come out of the body in a frenzy.

Evil thoughts quickly filled his mind, and countless sins began to grow and swell rapidly.

And above the bell tower, Victor calmly listened to this sharp roar spread over the earth, and said to himself faintly:

"The mournful scream of 100,000 people combined with how many companions can you summon?"

Believers have a unified mind, and they can be seen as both individual and not entire.

In short, believers only form a true individual when they are united.

Without fusion, their respective pains cannot be transmitted to other believers.

Even if a believer is suddenly exterminated, it will not attract the attention of the community.

After all, there are so many of them that if you lose one, you will brainwash other humans to replenish them.

And just now, the angelic body formed in the center of the city is carrying out the act of brainwashing other humans.

The holy light that emanates from its body makes people mistakenly think that it is the light of justice.

Humanity shrouded in this light will find that the hatred hidden in their hearts is aroused.

This hatred contains even petty hatreds.

Conflicts of interest, family entanglements, hatred of wife-snatching, and even daily interpersonal friction.

These evil thoughts have been hidden deep in people's hearts and have never been released.

The Holy Light magnifies the hatred in these hearts, making people mistakenly believe that they are at the center of righteousness and transform into the embodiment of justice.

At this point, they became more violent, and their hearts were full of resentment.

It is believed that as long as the enemy is destroyed, it is equivalent to the destruction of evil.

Eventually, these people will be thoroughly brainwashed by the light and become new companions of the believers.

I firmly believe that as long as the goddess returns to the world, all sins will be cleansed.

This is the reason why 100,000 believers have sprung up in Sulburn.

They were all dissatisfied with Prisis' law to elevate the subhuman status and disgusted with her actions.

Thus, in the eyes of the believers, she became the root of all the sins of Shulben, and was then assimilated by the believers.

And now, the angel's painful wail is telling those believers who have been successfully brainwashed:

"Merge with me and cleanse yourself of the sins around you."

But no matter how painful this angel is, he cannot call out more of his compatriots.

The Council of Mages had arrived ahead of schedule, and countless Mages had been secretly on standby all over Shulben.

In order to be able to safely evacuate other residents as soon as the believers appear.

Of course, it is said that it is transferred,

In effect, all the inhabitants of Shulben were brought under control.

Once someone is assimilated, the council's mages will remove their heads.

Those who have not been assimilated will be appeased by professionals, and the first thing will be emotionally calm.

At this moment, there were still countless residents dozens of miles away from Shulben who felt the ultimate intellectual pain under that wail.

In the distorted wail, a lot of malice slowly rose in their hearts.

But soon, many nuns dressed in gold trim and white clothes slowly walked out from all directions from the west.

They were interspersed among the mages who surrounded the outer part of the crowd, their hands clasped, their heads bowed and their eyes closed.

Bursts of soft murmuring prayers rang out from all around, like a gentle spring of water.

It penetrated into the tormented hearts of the countless residents present, and collided with the shrill and piercing roar.

May the gentleness of the Lord of Abundance soothe the soul in pain, and the stubborn evil thoughts will be swallowed up by the fertile earth and buried forever in the earth.

"The human mind will eventually triumph over trembling madness, and stability and harmony will eventually return to the world."

As the prayers of the nuns became clearer, countless residents gradually awoke from their painful confusion.

At the same time, there was also a group of blood-eyed and white-haired blood nuns who took the opportunity to walk into the crowd.

They walked among the people, gently sniffing each person's scent.

This is just to ensure that they still have human blood in their bodies and are not assimilated into flesh-and-blood believers.

A similar scene is playing out on the edge of Surburn, in an area protected by its inhabitants.

The Church of Plenty, the Bloodline, the Council of Mages.

The joint control of these three parties ensured that no more believers would infiltrate the city center.

At that moment, a blood-colored light burst through the sky, piercing the distant sky.

The blood-colored trail drew a long trail in the air, as if it had slashed the entire sky into crooked fragments.

She appeared in front of the Goddess of Justice, three pairs of blood-colored wings flapping, floating lightly in the air.

Seeing this sudden figure, many residents of Xiulburn looked up.

Perhaps because of the distance, they could not see the faces of the people in the air clearly.

But those three pairs of blood-colored wings, as well as that strong aura, could always arouse an inexplicable sense of familiarity in their hearts.

Then, they heard the distant voice of the blood-colored figure:

"I am Prisis, lord of Sulburn."

This familiar sound, through the tremor of the air, was amplified several times.

It spread throughout Shulben and echoed in the ears of countless residents.

Hearing this, every resident was stunned, and their eyes were full of doubts.

The six-winged scarlet woman in the sky turned out to be their lord, Prisis?

She's really a Bloodline!?

But at this moment, even if Prisis's blood identity was revealed, no one was afraid.

Because compared to the previous group of monsters made of black flesh and blood, the angel who tried to brainwash them.

The identity of their lord's bloodline doesn't seem to matter.

And now, she is even more in front of the goddess of justice.

It was as if she had accepted the will of the goddess of justice and came to cleanse her of the evil in front of her in the name of justice.

At this moment, Prichis looked down.

Looking at the angel who was covered in bruises, flesh and blood, revealing the ugliness of her nature, her blood-colored eyes dimmed slightly.

They were once residents of Sulburn.

However, because he chose to oppose her, he claimed to be the one who was righteous and regarded her as evil.

Prisis felt guilty about the frustration of residents due to loopholes in the law.

But that's not a reason for them to be monsters, trying to purge the whole of Sulburn.

Since they have judged her in the name of justice, she will also judge these betrayers in the name of justice:

"There are just too many crimes they have committed."

"The destruction of the city, the massacre of its inhabitants, and the malicious invasion have enveloped the whole of Shulben in panic."

Her every word was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a dormant sense of justice in the hearts of the other residents.

At this moment, the residents of Sulburn, who heard the voice, responded angrily, denouncing the crimes committed by those who had become believers.

The name of justice, which was intended to bring "salvation" to Sulben, is now covered with the imprint of sin.

Eventually, those lost souls are seen as discarded and forgotten.

Immediately afterward, Prisis unfurled her three pairs of blood wings in the sky, and the blood-colored qi surged, soaring into the sky.

"In the name of my lord, by the witness of righteousness."

In the next second, a scarlet blood moon rose from the dim sky.

The light of the Blood Moon illuminated everything around them, staining all of Shulben a scarlet color.

Prisis floated beneath the blood moon, her blood-colored eyes glowing with a relentless glow.

In an instant, a violent storm rose from the earth.

Strange power swirls in the air, like a whirlpool that twists the clouds.

The tumbling blood turned into a boiling torrential rain, shuttling through the chaos.

As if to cleanse the land of all sins with blood.

Her eyes shimmered with scarlet light, staring coldly at the increasingly dense blood-colored storm around her.

and the flesh angel who was swept into the air by the air waves and split apart.

Coldly announced:

"Pronounce your death sentence."