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Chapter 103 Fear
The trial is over.

Not guilty.

The news spread throughout Cadilon, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief until the situation completely calmed down.

If Mist was found guilty, and they were worried that Mist would turn the frame-up into...fact, then all of them might die.

"The Blood Church's money... is hard to get." The homeless man on the roadside sighed, looking at the people passing by, and took a sip of low-quality wine.

Then I discovered an eye-catching existence, like a black dot on a white paper, with a strong sense of existence that makes it impossible to ignore it.

It was as if she was born to be the center of attention.

Human... no, rather than a human, she is more like a puppet, but it is too realistic, making her look like a human.

With delicate facial features, long black hair, and a long dress, she looks like a princess attending a banquet.

She held a sword box and looked around.

"Excuse me, how to get to the Tribunal?"

"...Ah...go over there." The homeless man was stunned for a moment, then raised his finger to point in the direction of the Tribunal.

His expression was unnatural, and he did not dare to look at such a delicate girl, even though he could feel that... there was no trace of emotion in the other party's polite words.

That's not the so-called noble arrogance, it's just indifference.

"Really?" The doll girl withdrew her gaze and walked towards the direction of the trial court. Seeing this, the homeless man scratched his head and let out a sigh of disappointment.

Then he heard the warning voice from the girl.

"Human, if you run away from Cadilon now, you may be able to survive. This is your only chance."

"..."

The tramp was silent for a moment, looking at the girl's leaving figure, and fell into a brief thought. Is it worth paying attention to the casual reminder given to him by this seemingly extraordinary young lady.

No...think about it from another perspective, is it necessary to deceive him?

The answer is no.

After thinking about it, the tramp left the Kingdom of Cadilon without hesitation and ran away as fast as he could, not daring to stay for a moment.

at the same time.

Outside the courtroom.

Xi Mu raised his head and glanced at the sun in the sky. If he rode the little mare to hunt the Blood God, he would probably encounter... the Blood God who was conscious and still had the ability to move. However, if he delayed for a few days, In a few days, the situation will be completely different.

The God of Blood, who has been given the concept of "death" by the Death Witch, will be constantly guided to death in the true sense by the concept of "death".

To explain it in easy-to-understand terms, it is the "death" toxin in the Blood God's body. Although he does not die immediately, he will be poisoned and die sooner or later.

Of course, not every god will be poisoned by the poison of "death". With the strength of the God of War, he can resist with his own condition.

"Your Excellency Akhtar, are you sure you want to be an enemy of God?" came a gentle female voice. Ximu turned around and saw the Saint of Justice and Mist walking out side by side, followed by Eden and Lily. Yana two people.

"An enemy?" Ximu pretended to think for a moment, then replied with a smile, "I just want to save Michael so that he doesn't have to suffer...insult."

He looked at the Saint of Justice.

"If this is wrong, what is right?"

"Ordinary people wouldn't dare to think like you." The Saint of Justice pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Ximu's serious look, "Do you want to become a devil?"

A very natural question. The geniuses in this world have a strong interest in becoming a being beyond the human realm.

Such people often have extremely high arrogance and feel that they can be equal to gods, so naturally they have no reverence for gods.

Although Akhtar's starting point was to save his friends, but...daring to have this idea can also show that he is arrogant deep down and feels that sooner or later he can reach the point of being equal to God.

That's why you can be so fearless.

"Yes, I want to become a devil." Ximu admitted without hesitation, which made the Saint of Justice stunned for a moment, and then she laughed dumbly and said:

"It's so normal for a genius like you to have such an idea." She folded her hands in front of her belly.

"I hope you can maintain your current sense of justice after becoming a devil."

"Genius doesn't mean you can become...a devil." Liliana whispered, causing everyone present to focus on her.

"Don't look at me like this, okay." She brushed her hair from her forehead and explained to everyone, "There are so many geniuses in history, but not everyone can become a devil."

"There is no point in discussing this." Ximu glanced at the doll girl holding the sword box not far away, and took the initiative to change the topic, "Now that the matter has been resolved, there is no need for us to stay in Cadilon. "

"If possible, I still hope you can stay in Cadilon." The Saint of Justice sighed and gave a reminder.

"You may face more than one god next."

"Isn't that very lucky?" Ximu smiled in anticipation, leaving the Saint of Justice speechless.

Although the God of Blood does not have a good reputation among the gods, he is still a god. It is impossible for the gods to put the God of Blood into real danger, nor will they allow the God of Blood to be offended by mortals.

It is a great test of wisdom to rescue Michael safely without offending the gods.

"Your Excellency Akhtar, I hope everything goes well for you in the future." The Saint of Justice smiled gently and returned to the trial court after bidding farewell to Akhtar and others.

She wanted to leave the Kingdom of Cadilon as soon as possible, otherwise the clergy of the Blood Church would come and use her ability to contain Mist and Akhtar, which would be very distressing.

After all, as long as she stands in the position of a judge, she cannot act according to her own moods. There is no possibility that the other party is a woman like her, or she thinks the other party is pitiful, so she will make a biased decision.

And right now.

"Hi...Long time no see." The doll girl came back, handed over the sword box in her hand, and complained to Ximu:

"We can't use your sword. The Witch of Death asked us to return the sword to you."

"Thank you." Ximu took the sword box and put it into the ring without opening it for a closer look.

Then he asked the doll girl.

"Will the Witch of Death deal with the God of Blood?"

"Maybe I will go, maybe... I won't go." The doll girl smiled mysteriously, mischievously and evilly, "It depends on whether the Death Witch wants to go."

"Really?" Ximu nodded calmly, making it impossible for anyone to guess what he was thinking.

Liliana next to her had a subtle look on her face. This kind of thing could be discussed blatantly in front of her without fear of her revealing the news.

No...wait, maybe they just don't care if it gets leaked.

"Lord Knight of Death, I look forward to meeting you next time." After waving her hand, the doll girl turned and left without talking too much to Akhtar.

"Let's go, it's time for us to rescue people." Ximu withdrew his gaze, summoned the little mare, and looked at Eden and Mist on the side.

"Want to come together?"

Little mare: "..."

Her hooves scraped against the ground, and she had the urge to kick someone. She originally thought that being ridden by two people would be her limit. Now I find that I might be ridden by four people.

"Just take Mist with you." Eden shook his head and said in a calm voice, "I have a way to keep up with you." After saying that, she disappeared like a spirit body and disappeared from everyone's sight, heading to an unknown destination.
"It seems I can just take you with me." Ximu climbed onto the horse, then stretched out his hand to pull Mister onto the horse.

"It's... too much. You actually ignored me." Liliana made a voice of aggrievement, and Ximu showed a surprised expression when he heard this and asked:

"Are you sure you want to go with us?"

"No." Liliana replied immediately. She did not want to go with Akhtar. Although rescuing her friends from the gods sounded very epic, she was very clear about her position.

This kind of big event involving gods and witches is not suitable for ordinary people like her to get involved.

"Not even asking, it makes people feel very frustrated."

"..." Ximu showed a speechless expression and extended an invitation to Liliana, "Want to come together?"

"Next time if I have a chance." Liliana smiled slyly, turned around and left with satisfaction.

At this, Ximu smiled helplessly, then rode away on the little mare, heading towards the location of the Blood God.

……

...

into the night.

The kingdom of Cadilon is singing and dancing.

Due to the generous assistance provided by the Blood Church during this period, people had some spare money and could spend a little extravagantly.

Drunk people can be seen everywhere on the streets, almost every house turns off the lights, and the aroma of food seems to overwhelm the entire city.

"It's really great to have money." The drunk man staggered down the street, holding a wine bottle in one hand. He looked at Cadilon City with his drunken eyes, as if he saw a truly wealthy and clean city with stone roads. The paved ground, the shops on both sides are bright, and neatly dressed nobles and wealthy people are walking through the streets and alleys.

"Huh, what's so great about having money?" He suddenly said again, then took a sip of wine and continued walking towards home.

But soon his footsteps stopped again.

"Where...is this?" Looking around, he found that he was in a strange place. This was obviously not the slum of Cadilon.

Did he hallucinate after drinking, or was he dreaming?

"This is the country of dolls." Someone answered doubtfully, it was a gentle and elegant young nobleman on the roadside.

The drunk man asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"You will know after you die." The noble young man replied with a smile, and then passed him by.

The drunk man wanted to ask more questions, but he found hands suddenly appeared behind him, covering his mouth and grabbing his hands and feet.

Unable to breathe or move.

At this moment, the drunk man finally woke up and finally saw his environment clearly. The streets were full of dolls, hunting the residents of Cadilon City. The ground was stained with blood, and corpses were discarded randomly. On the stone road.

Something happened that is beyond comprehension.

now.

now.

If someone looks outside Cadilon City, they will find that Cadilon City is covered by an unknown city. Dolls are walking through the streets and alleys, hunting down the residents of Cadilon and dragging their bodies. , head to the altar downtown.

Thousands of corpses were piled up, and the mountains of flesh were ignited, and the blue flames illuminated the entire city.

"Since you said we want to sacrifice you, then we will meet your request." The doll girl smiled as she watched the self-discipline doll throw corpses into the altar one after another.

Originally, she didn't even know that Cadilon City existed, but thanks to them slandering Mist for colluding with the Death Order, they attracted the attention of the Death Order.

And unfortunately, she happened to be returning Akhtar's Sword of Light and came to the city of Cadilon.

So she planned to satisfy the residents of Cadilon City. Since they said that the Death Order planned to sacrifice them, it would be too unreasonable for them not to sacrifice Cadilon City.

Day two.

It's sunny.

The Kingdom of Cadilon... is empty, with no traces of battle. It seems that it has been transferred collectively, or that it has been swallowed by unknown monsters.

Not a single living person exists.

The empty city was eerily silent until an outsider went to the center of Cadilon City and saw... traces of sacrifice.

On the charred ground, the ashes were mixed with white snow, and the strong smell of death rushed towards the face, making people feel horrified.

"Cardilon, was it really sacrificed?" The man took a step back, fell on the snow, and then got up in a panic and fled out of Cadilon City.

In fact, people in the outside world have long known that there is no such thing as sacrifice by cultists in Cadilon City. This is just to frame Mist.

But now the cultists have really been invited to sacrifice, and the original frame-up has turned into... reality.

……

...

at the same time.

on the other side.

"Qiang!" The great sword of death swung down and struck a bright red transparent barrier. The strike was enough to cut off the mountain, but it was unable to split the barrier.

"The God of Blood arranged the barrier." Ximu frowned and looked at the environment inside the barrier. It was a land soaked with blood, the flowing rivers were replaced by blood, the rocks were red, and unknown monsters were in the blood. The river rises and falls.

He looked at Eden aside and asked:
"Eden, do you have a way to get in?"

"..."

Eden raised his hand and touched the barrier, analyzed the nature of the barrier, and then gave the answer, "This barrier was not arranged by the God of Blood."

She said to Ximu:
"If you want to enter, you must get permission from the owner of the barrier."

"Who is the owner of the barrier?" Mist asked, and Eden didn't waste any nonsense and said bluntly:
"He is the god of fear."

Speaking of which, she added another sentence.

"The God of Terror and the God of Blood have a good relationship. They are good at how to create negative emotions in people."

"The God of Terror is not very troublesome." Ximu nodded calmly. He was not afraid of the God of Terror. On the contrary, he felt...relaxed.

In fact, the gods who appear to help the God of Blood will change according to the degree of influence caused by the players, but the God of Terror is a relatively easy type to deal with.

In terms of ability, the God of Fear has relatively invincible abilities. He has the ability to arouse fear in people's hearts and materialize this fear.

The more timid you are or the fear you feel about something, the more powerful the effect of the God of Terror will be.

(End of this chapter)