One thousand and forty-six chapters heavy justice
"No!"
Kesager struggled to say the word slowly.
He looked at Yi Qiu, his face full of stubbornness:
"I know some of the people you're talking about, and they didn't do the bad things you mentioned."
"At least now, they don't!"
"Even if I have such power, I will not kill some innocent people!"
Kesager's face showed more than pain, but also determination.
Perhaps it was not that the Holy Light chose the legendary righteous judge, but that the scorching power had already been deposited in his body.
Yi Qiu looked at Kesager and nodded, but he said nothing more.
He didn't think that Kesager's so-called regret must be about the girl in the 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 Kesager's ideas were the same as his own.
Even for ordinary things, the biggest difference lies in the ideological divisions.
Yi Qiu doesn't like changing their minds, and this is not his area of expertise.
Yi Qiu respects Kesager's choice because it is a manifestation of his firm will.
"Then just as you expected - I will still give you the power to change everything."
"I agree with your idea, but following order is never a smooth road."
"It will inevitably be full of twists and turns..."
Yi Qiu looked at Kesager and said.
And just when Kesager's face was filled with astonishment, he felt a cold force coming from the top of his head...
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In the distant sky, which is an unknown distance away from the ground, the air flow becomes impatient and cold.
Under the billowing black mist, a formidable huge body like a god or demon stared quietly at the world.
After giving Kesager enough power, Yi Qiu turned into billowing black mist and left.
He had given Kesager the bargaining chip to change everything, and the rest was just his choice.
But Yi Qiu will give Kesager a chance...
Yi Qiu never plays the role of leader, he thinks that is redundant and complicated.
The meaning of order is not to tie everything into a neat and tidy appearance.
Just like the splendor shown by nature, under the order full of cold elimination, all things thrive, depicting the magnificent beauty of nature.
The neatness provided by the mold is a requirement for scale.
But human will obviously should not have such characteristics.
Even a seemingly single clump of weeds displays its unique individual charm wantonly and arrogantly.
Underneath the beauty of those artificial flowers, there is only a pallor of scarcity.
Yi Qiu looked at the ground that was extremely far away from here, where Kesager was lying on the roof and peeping carefully.
The power in his body was restless, but he still gritted his teeth and held on.
Although he thought Yi Qiu's behavior was absurd and crazy, he was also afraid that such a tragedy would really happen.
So he decided to investigate in the dark.
He is so familiar with this small town, and it is the hard life that has given him this special skill.
He never knew what kind of darkness the old businessman selling maltose really hid.
And now, he still doesn't believe it.
He lifted a corner of the roof so carefully, and then he lost consciousness...
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"A superior sacrifice, whose death and suffering will please the gods!"
"I know everything about him - he will enjoy the real 'sacrifice'..."
Countless voices lingered in Kesager's ears. He tried to listen, but he couldn't hear them clearly.
His eyelids were so heavy, and the darkness engulfed him deeply...
Those words he accidentally heard made him feel overwhelmed by deep uneasiness.
He is afraid, not because of the impending death - but because of the people who care about him...
Finally, he felt himself being pulled by something.
He was dragged away from that dark world, and then "light" appeared...
He opened his eyes, and the sunlight that should have been gentle became extremely sharp!
They pricked Kesager's eyes, and what Kesager saw pierced his soul:
This is a street he is familiar with. It was once full of noisy people.
Although life is difficult, laughter is also a barren thing.
But those smiles shining on the yellow faces are always fresh in our memories.
But now, there is only deathly silence and countless dark brown traces left here...
Those corpses that were not restrained in time were just thrown into the smelly ditch.
The fat rats opened their fierce scarlet eyes and ate everything greedily.
Then, died in a sudden, crazy convulsion...
The air is filled with some kind of pungent odor, and the smell of death sweeps across the city!
In Kesager's mind, the bald head that gave him strength suddenly appeared...
He already knew all this, but...
Kesager's face was full of pain, which filled the cultists around him with joy.
"That's it, howl in pain!"
"Only in this way will the great god cast his sacred gaze!"
The cultist next to him said in a gloomy voice.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a wetness coming from his chest.
He lowered his head and penetrated where his heart should have been with one hand!
"You all must die!!"
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Killing, endless killing...
Blood and corpses stained this small town red again.
But this time, it belongs to those cultists...
"Ding...dang..."
The blood-stained sword fell from Kesager's hand.
He looked at the city where there was only deathly silence, and knelt on the ground in pain...
"Do you regret it?"
At this time, Kesager heard the voice that was still fresh in his memory.
He lowered his head, his face full of struggle and pain.
Yes, as long as he kills those cultists without hesitation - just like what he is doing now, everything can be avoided!
The innocent residents of this small town can be saved.
He will never lose his relatives, his love...
There is no need to pay a difficult price, he just needs to pick up a sword...
But……
The struggling look on Kesager's face became even more intense.
He knelt on the ground, then slowly raised his head and looked at Yi Qiu:
"No!!"
His voice became hoarse, full of pain and struggle.
"If I did this - before I knew their evil deeds, I would just listen to a definition from others and kill them."
"Then, how can I stick to the justice in my heart?"
"What's the difference between me and those goblin-like bastards!"
Kesager's hands trembled and he covered his face.
His hands covered with blood left deep marks on his face...
"So, do you regret it?"
In extreme pain, Kesager heard the other party's question.
"No……"
With a trembling reply, a hot tear flowed from the gap between his fingers.
It left a dazzling mark on the face that was filled with dust and blood.
Regret does not come from pain, but from forgetting...
And justice is not something to be given lightly.
"Then, now, you can start to make the real choice..."
Following those words, Kesager suddenly felt intense dizziness!
The next moment, he struggled out of endless pain.
Then, the bright sunshine over the small town shone on his messy face full of tears.
In the more distant areas, the noisy voices were as usual.
The disaster has not yet begun...
This chapter has been completed!