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Chapter 821 The Lord doesn't care

The changes in the new node "The Insults of the Church" have caused all viewers to silence.

As a lover, Frida no longer expects Walter to pass the trial and transform and gain rebirth.

She just hopes that Wat Cranston will not slide into the deeper darkness. The high-ranking god posture may represent an extremely powerful force, but Frida knows that it is not the real Wat Cranston.

At this time, there were actually other dream seeds who had selected their relatives and sent them to the country to participate in the trial.

But even Donqi was attracted by Walter.

As the master, he was not only curious about the ending of this "Son of Justice", but also curious about what was growing in the node.

"The node of the church insulter comes from my own experience, from the thorn code, the mysterious graffiti of bliss and other divine objects. The main body completely revolves around Martin Sims, the Holy Confessor, just as the main body of the Pig Monster Farm is the three pink pig monsters, and the main body of the Candle Street is the little girl."

"According to common sense, there will be no other things in the node, at least it should not exceed the power of repentance, code, etc.."

“But now….”

Tang Qi's eyes fully understood the strange power that was rapidly eliciting in the node at this moment.

It is not right to say it is strange, because he only felt that power not long ago.

Just inside the body of the "evil ghost on earth" in the Black Fire Market, it is a kind of extraordinary level that is not weaker than the dream divinity and the melting furnace divinity. It is another extremely high-level source in the boundless mystery, that is... chaos.

In the Origin Star, the evil ghost is the host of a chaotic divine power.

He did not enter the kingdom, and naturally he could not bring the divine nature of chaos into it.

But in this second, as the master, Tang Qi could clearly feel the added ray of strange source power among the many divinities he possessed.

The Book of Nothingness is turning, a page is slowly frozen, and there is a cosmic picture filled with countless chaotic lines.

The realm of the divine dominance dominated by the pseudo-dream has once again added an extremely weak realm... chaos.

Although compared with other divine powers, this chaos is as weak as a candlelight and may be extinguished at any time.

But Tang Qi's perception will not go wrong, and his scope of authority will expand out of thin air.

And the source of the chaotic divine breeding and growing is clearly within the "Church Insulter" node.

Wat Cranston's rule is facing challenges.

His beliefs are undoubtedly full of justice and are worthy of the title of the Son of Justice.

But it is far from enough to just do this. No matter which world, it is not black or white. Unless Wat's subjects are each of them, each of them is his copy, conflict will surely be born.

When his words are above all rules, the City of Justice is first suppressed, and then begins to restlessness. The suppressed desire will not disappear, but will accumulate, giving birth to something even more terrifying, and eventually backfire on Watt, the only god.

Within the node, all this evolves very quickly.

In that city, no human being like an "evil ghost on earth" was born. He could play with this son of justice like he did when playing with Wat in the Black Fire Market.

But it doesn't matter, the history of the human race has never lacked conspirators and fallen people.

The absolute justice that Watt thought was actually a cold and iron-blooded rule that lasted for a while.

But then, some fanatics mixed with "conspirators" began to borrow "Water's oracle" to kill those enemies.

Of course, there were a large number of innocent people mixed in this, and thick and smelly blood began to sputter around the city.

Wat Cranston has a very powerful force, and he should have had an insight into this.

But unfortunately, from the moment the Thorn Code failed, a crazy and chaotic aura began to quickly infect the City of Justice like a virus, like a plague.

This chaotic and disorderly aura cannot be judged as evil.

This power is accompanied by order, and it grows stronger by devouring desires. The City of Justice is infected, and Wat, as the sole ruler, cannot be exempted. He fell silently into chaos.

Any thoughts or words of his will be amplified and will always bring great damage. This is a vicious cycle.

Watt began to change, became extreme and stubborn, and focused more on implementing his beliefs.

Any opponent, even if he had a word or a look of opposition, would immediately face Walter's attack.

But these were all used by conspirators, and a large number of innocent people and a large number of people who uphold justice were killed by Wat.

The conspirators secretly aroused their records of all Watt's "evil deeds".

When the killing in the city reached a critical point, the conspirators decided to come out to pick the fruits. They summoned all the surviving people and made everything public.

In the excited chanting of the conspirators, Wat Cranston's title fell from "Son of Justice" to "Tyrant", "Killing Lord", etc.

The most deadly thing is that the people chose to support the conspirators this time.

Those evil deeds were not fabricated, and Wat Cranston did.

The final curtain seemed to come, and Wat Cranston was driven off the stage by angry people, and the humans who had been sheltered by him roared and roared to let Wat roll from the position of the high-ranking consul of Justice.

The crowds in the city were in a boiling state.

"Tyrant, we don't need your rule."

"Are you crazy? He will kill all of us."

"Don't worry, some wise people speculate that once the people's love is lost, the source of power of this tyrant will disappear."

"Really? Then we should completely overthrow him and kill him."

"Get out of the killing lord disguised as justice."

...

"Boom"

Hanging in the consul seat above the City of Justice, Wat Cranston was puzzled and even looked at the picture below in panic.

His initial idea was to angrily kill all those who roared against him.

But the next moment, he realized something.

The murderous intent that surged in his eyes instantly dissipated, and the blazing thunder world behind him suddenly became pale and weak. It had been a long time. The cold and terrifying majestic aura was subjected to a special blow at this moment and began to gradually dissipate.

"All the people are here? Are they all against me?"

As if Wat had lost his soul, scenes that happened in this node began to emerge.

Starting from his changing principles to kill the damn "brain-eating couple", he confirmed that killing was an absolutely necessary weapon to maintain the absolute justice in his mind. The final freeze picture is the city of justice at this moment.

The peace and tranquility that should have existed in this towering city has disappeared.

There are blood, corpses, and in the cold air, the smell of fear and disgust is extremely strong.

The numb faces became vivid again in front of him, but they were the kind of explosion at the last moment, hysterical life.

"Am I wrong again?"

When Wat Cranston murmured and said this, his extremely powerful body began to become thinner and shriveled again, and his armor and crown were rusted. A "dream seed" above his head that was originally fresh and powerful, but became extremely weak after being eroded by the divine nature of chaos rose.

It had no facial features, but it still heard a whine to Wat.

Obviously, the son of justice failed the election of this dream seed. As it gradually escaped from Wat's body, the powerful power it gave Wat was also retracted. Wat began to turn into a mummy-like appearance again, even worse, sliding towards the skeleton that was on the verge of death when he was selected.

"He failed!"

The Ignorance Forest, Stan and others sighed.

His lover Frida Hesey looked complicated, his eyes were filled with worry, and his love for Watt was not reduced in the slightest.

Inside the experimental tower, at Tang Qi's feet, the sad frog sighed, and it was about to say something.

But at this moment, Tang Qi's voice suddenly rang.

"Shut up, Fark."

“It’s not over yet!”

Just as Tang Qi finished speaking, a figure that had disappeared for a long time appeared again from the sky of the City of Justice.

Martin Sims!

This "dream creature" who had disappeared for too long in the node with himself, looked at Walter, who had become the first time he first met, and a gloating smile appeared on his shriveled face, and the familiar sound of thorn whipping sounded.

"Bang!"

Walter, who was beaten, not only did not wail, but looked at the returned mentor with great surprise and excitement.

Impatiently, Wat almost roared and asked questions.

"Teacher, what should I do and what is absolute justice."

"If I don't kill, the chaos and evil will always exist, and they will escape and continue to rage, perhaps because I didn't kill them, more innocent people were harmed."

"But if I insist on killing, I cannot guarantee that I will not kill innocent people by chance, nor can I guarantee that I will always be fair, not be deceived, and not be degenerate... Just like now."

"Bang!"

Watt's roar retracted his whip again.

At the same time, there was also the disdainful mockery from Martin Sims, who almost pointed at Wat and scolded:

"Who do you think you are? You are already omniscient and omnipotent? Even the old master of Thorns, the stupid old man of light, and the foolish new master of sitting on the chair of God... they can't do what you want."

"Also, who do you think I am, your soul tutor? Do you think I will tell you what to do, you crazy, stupid ass."

"For me, the order of justice is a piece of feces, the chaos is another piece of feces. Every time humans enjoy bread, they are covered with sauce on both sides. This race will never change."

"A stupid donkey with a terrible and lost voice, should you ask yourself, what kind of person do you want to be?"

"You kill someone...or don't kill anyone!"

"I don't care, and the Lord doesn't care."

"Bang!"

The whip of the Saint Confessor will only be late, but never absent, and is suitable as the ending sound.
Chapter completed!
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