A deep, blood-colored ocean spread out from the skies of Surburn, thick darkness weaving through the scarlet gaps.

Under the darkness, the vast land also fell into a dead silence and depression.

Countless dark monsters with twisted wings and strange pupils on their bodies shuttle through here.

They flailed their wings of chaos and drowned the dead soil.

Around Xiu'nben, countless residents who had fallen into the quagmire of desire and emotion kept bursting from their throats with sharp hiss and wails.

And now, the chaotic mood that was originally in their eyes has been greatly diminished.

All of them turned pale, their pupils dilated, and the clear horror was revealed in the depths of their eyes.

The spilling fear had permeated almost every corner of the entire Shulben.

Even the goddesses of fertility who were protecting the inhabitants were all hugging each other.

They closed their eyes in horror and murmured prayers in a whispered voice.

What's going on, and why have the attacks of these monsters become even more terrifying?

They're just nuns, and they don't have much fighting.

Fear gradually invaded the depths of their hearts, causing the believers, who had been quiet and gentle, to become extremely frightened and pale.

And the countless mages who were interspersed around the nuns were even more shocked by the scene in front of them.

But they didn't have time to bask in the shock.

As the only humans on the field capable of fighting, they have to shoulder the burden of protecting the inhabitants and nuns.

At this moment, these mages in heavy robes stood firmly on the earth, and their magic power fluctuated.

Rounds of different-colored circles appeared in front of them, dense runes and patterns shuttling through the array, overlapping and intertwining with each other.

Under the effect of the formation, the magic of different colors is transformed into magic in various shapes.

Unleashing a steady stream of reckless intents in front of them, unleashing them on the monsters that wrirm on the ground.

The scarlet of the sky was torn apart by the heavy color, pulling out tiny cracks.

And the earth spared no effort, and subtle magic washed over the land like thorns and rivers, pouring out into the vastness.

In an instant, the land on the outskirts of Xiuerben was completely shattered and lifted into the air under the influence of many magical powers.

The chaos of dust and soil rises into the air, once again drowned out by dazzling streamers of color.

Brilliant light blanketed the land, and the deeper sky was still immersed in a deep blood.

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Outside Shulbourne, a soft, fluffy white cloud floats beneath the dark night sky.

Above the cloud, an elf lay on it, completely disregarding its image.

Her eyes were closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

It seems that the chaos within Sauerburn has not affected her at all.

And Heim Horn beside her had already fallen silent, quietly watching the elf sleeping like a pig.

She was able to sleep in such a dangerous environment, and I really don't know how she did it.

Without saying a word, he looked up at the twisted sky.

Looking at the blasphemous madness that shuttled in between, it swelled more and more under the blood red, and became more and more hideous.

The pupils of tens of thousands of stars seemed to be looking at Xiulben in unison, flashing with a breathtaking light.

Feeling the crumbling of reason in his brain, the hazy outline of his expression under Heimhorn's phantom kept changing.

"So, why did the followers of the Goddess of Justice become like this?"

Of all the believers of the gods, only the followers of the goddess of justice would be fanatical to such a distorted degree.

Abandon the physical body and unify the mind in order to attain immortality in the state of consciousness.

Of course, Heimhorn didn't wonder why these believers were like this.

Rather, how did they do it, it became like this.

After all, there are many cultists who are fanatical about other gods.

But only the believers of the goddess of justice can achieve the unity of thought that annihilates human nature.

Give up flesh and blood to achieve the realm of immortality of consciousness.

Either of these two aspects is extremely terrifying.

Tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of believers share the same thoughts.

They can be seen as the same person, but not exactly the same person.

If there are tens of millions of such people in a country, then the country is undoubtedly strong enough to unify the whole world.

What's even more shocking is that they seem to have no limit to their lifespan when they turn into monsters.

After all, since the departure of the goddess of justice thousands of years ago, this group of believers has existed.

And one song maintains their extreme theories of justice.

And that's why believers today have such a horrible number.

During these millennia, they have continued to assimilate and accumulate, but have rarely suffered losses.

Even the long-lived elves can hardly cross the threshold of a thousand years, so why can these believers live so long?

Could it be that they are all kings and eight kings?

Thinking of the elves, Heim Horn couldn't help but glance at Cocott lying on the clouds again.

Looking at this elf who had fallen into a deep sleep, completely unaware of the danger, he could only sigh helplessly.

Then, Heim Horn's hazy phantom flickered slightly, and suddenly raised his voice:

"How long are you going to sleep?"

The sound worked, and Cocott suddenly rolled over above the cloud and sat up deftly.

"Goose? Is it dawn? ”

She rubbed her eyes, but she couldn't help but feel a little confused when she saw that the sky was covered in a deep color of blood.

It doesn't have to be dawn.

Immediately afterward, Heim Horn spoke:

"You see, the 'righteousness' of the believers has collapsed."

Believers generally take two forms, one is a black monster that retains its human form.

This kind of believer belongs to the individuals in its system, and is generally humanized,

They will continue to remain in their original human form, staying in their skins.

The other is the collectivized existence formed by the fusion of many black believers, forming a distorted angelic form.

Their bodies are pale and have a radiance that symbolizes holiness.

These two forms reflect the two sides of so-called justice.

The white of the judgment, and the black of the execution,

The two extreme colors represent the extremes of the religious organization itself.

But now, the original black and white, the white of extreme justice, has turned into the color of broken blood.

Only the black of execution is still looming underneath.

This shows that they no longer represent justice, and that the justice of judgment has collapsed.

That is to say-

"It's time for us to act."

When justice ceases to be justice, there should be a new justice to sanction the justice of the past.

The intervention of the Mage Council was timely and unquestionably legitimate.

They saw the followers of the Goddess of Justice as the source of evil and struck them at it in order to seize the Goddess of Justice's legitimacy.

Finally, keep the Lady of Justice firmly in the hands of the Parliament.

That's exactly what their Mage Council is going to do.

Heimhorn brings together all the mages in the Mage Council.

Just waiting for Victor's command, the magic of the mages will turn into an impregnable encirclement net, tightly encircling the entire Shulben.

But...... Victor's signal has not yet arrived.

Therefore, Kocot shook his head lightly and said in a slightly calm tone:

"You'll have to wait for Victor's signal...... You can't act rashly. ”

"It's not time yet!?"

Heim Horn's tone involuntarily rose a little.

He looked down at the people who were worried about the brutal attacks on the inhabitants.

If they don't act now, the mages of the Council of Mages may not be able to defend themselves against the almost frenzied attacks of the faithful.

At that time, I am afraid that the entire human race of Shulben will be really eliminated.

But when he said this, he saw that Cocott was inexplicably silent.

Through her hazy eyes, there seemed to be a hint of envy, and she was staring blankly into the distance.

Heim Horn was a little confused, he knew that Corcot used magic and could look far away.

So Kokot was looking in the direction of Victor to make sure he could get the signal as soon as possible.

It's just that he is a little puzzled now, what exactly did Corcott see?

But just when he was confused, Cocott suddenly shook his head and hurriedly said:

"Hurry, Heim, inform the other councillors!"

Hearing this, Heim Horn's nerves immediately tensed, and he hurriedly asked:

"Victor gave the signal!?"

"No...... Not yet, but I have a hunch! ”

That's right, she saw the corners of Victor's mouth suddenly rise.

With what she knew about Victor, once Victor started to crook his mouth, it meant that he was definitely going to start......

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