I can find treasures in my dreams.

The Dreamlike Divine Capital.

Inside the Mingtang Hall.

The gleaming scales of justice hang high in the center of the first floor of the main hall.

After half a month of hard work, following his father's instructions, Yang Wanyu successfully crafted the "embryo" of his first prayer weapon.

The next step is to continuously refine the wish weapon, making it even more powerful.

Little by little, points of light appeared out of nowhere in the Mingtang Hall.

Faintly, angry shouts could be heard coming from within the light.

"We want revenge!"

"Let's establish our own administrative district!"

"We must completely end this unfair class system!"

From a linguistic perspective, these shouts are in different languages.

But they have one thing in common—they are all languages ​​of the Peacock Region.

As an administrative region, the area still has as many as a hundred official languages.

This is a unique phenomenon across all the administrative regions of the People's Federation.

Each point of light, after flashing a few times in mid-air, would rapidly collide with the scales of judgment and merge directly into them.

Yang Wanyu knew that each ray of light was not the power of ordinary prayer.

Rather, it is a higher form—the source of willpower.

As for their origin, they were the lower-class Peacock people who died in the struggle.

After these people died, certain qualities within their souls were transformed into the source of their willpower and gathered within the Mingtang.

Given Yang Wanyu's own abilities, she certainly did not have the capacity to transform the source of willpower.

But the Mingtang (bright hall) is acceptable!
At this moment.

Standing here, Yang Wanyu sensed the profound fluctuations emanating from the source of her willpower and deeply understood just how powerful her father's methods were.

As time went by, fine patterns began to appear on the base of the scales of justice.

This indicates that the weapon of prayer is evolving.

The bloody conflict that occurred in the Peacock District became the nourishment for the evolution of the scales of justice.

After a while.

Yang Wanyu turned to look at the lady Jin Yao and asked, "How much of the sacrificers' vow essence did the scales absorb?"

Only when the sacrifice is entirely voluntary can the Mingtang transform the source of the will, which is why she calls the "sacrifice".

Because only through "voluntary" action can there be "willpower," and no amount of coercion can generate willpower; this is the most fundamental principle.

Jin Yao replied, "In these three days, the Scales of Judgment have collected more than 136,300 portions of the essence of willpower."

Although Yang Wanyu knew that many people had died, she was still shocked by the number: "So many people?!"

Jin Yao's tone was somewhat wistful: "The Peacock District has long been plagued by deep-rooted discrimination, and many high-class people do not regard low-class people as human beings."

"After this civil unrest broke out, the higher-ups received overt and covert support from the district's violent authorities and possessed a large number of weapons, giving them a clear advantage in the conflict."

She paused for a moment, then commented, "Compared to the Great Xia, this administrative region cannot be considered a qualified civilization at all."

More than three days have passed since the first bloody conflict broke out.

The order in the Peacock District has now completely spiraled out of control.

The officials in that administrative region not only lack the ability to maintain order in the region, but also have no intention of doing so; in fact, they are in a state of shirking their responsibilities.

The People's Federation has repeatedly contacted the Peacock District in urgent need of assistance, urging them to take immediate action.

However, they always use the excuse that "the number and equipment of defense forces and police personnel are seriously insufficient, and they can only protect important areas" to brush off the UN, and then they turn around and ask the UN to provide weapons and equipment.

However, they only requested "weapons and equipment," but not "the entry of UN forces."

It's obvious to anyone with eyes to see that the Peacock District intends to use the power of the upper class to violently suppress the lower class.

The peacock officials did not issue an order to suppress the rebellion, which conveniently circumvented Mr. Raven's warning.

Yang Wanyu said, "Previously, the Peacock government agreed to a referendum, and I thought things were almost over. But Dad said things wouldn't be that simple. It seems Dad understands the Peacock people better."

The Peacock Group's earlier promise of a "national referendum" was undoubtedly a delaying tactic.

Because the official date of the referendum was set for a month later, if the civil war continued for a month, countless people from the lower classes would die.

She immediately changed the subject: "But this isn't necessarily a bad thing; it allows the scales of justice to grow even faster."

Jin Yao reminded her, "Miss, the scales of judgment are the crystallization of the wishes of countless people. It would be best if you could give back to those who made the wishes at the appropriate time, otherwise the scales of judgment will collapse sooner or later."

Yang Wanyu nodded: "Understood!"

She thought for a moment and made a decision: "I'll lower my power now." After she finished speaking, she immediately raised her right hand.

"Keng!"

The scales of judgment emitted a soft chime and flew automatically into her hand.

She plays the role of "Dream Goddess" in the Peacock People's dream. The Peacock People's prayer power is directed towards the Dream Goddess, so she can naturally control this weapon of wish power.

The moment Yang Wanyu's fingers touched the scales of justice, a pair of illusory arms automatically appeared behind her, transforming her into a "four-armed" figure.

Two of them hold a vase, and the other hand holds a lotus flower in each hand.

She radiated a bright light and looked as holy as a goddess.

Yang Wanyu raised the scales of judgment high, and every word she uttered was like thunder: "In my name, I judge all evil in the world!"

She threw the scales away with all her might.

The moment the scale left my hand, it magnified a hundredfold.

"Keng! Keng!"

The clear chirping sound rang out continuously.

A powerful shout could also be heard from within.

"Judgement!"

"Judgement!"

"Judgement!"

The lower-class Peacock people yearn for a just trial, hoping to end all injustice through the trial.

The scales are a symbol of "justice," which is why the scales of justice came into being.

As the wielder of the Prayer Weapon, Yang Wanyu naturally had to respond by unleashing judgment.

She then tossed the lotus flower she was holding in her other hand. The lotus flower flashed in the air and disappeared into the tray on one side of the scale.

*
Peacock District.

Dexin City.

Looking down from the sky, many parts of this great city are ablaze.

It has in fact become a battlefield.

The upper class "spontaneously" armed themselves and sealed off most of the city.

They called themselves "patriotic militia" and actively attacked low-class communities, attempting to violently drive them out of the city.

Many people know that a significant portion of the so-called "patriotic militia" are former soldiers who have taken off their uniforms.

at this time.

In a certain residential area in the north of the city.

Thousands of militiamen pulled out two ancient cannons and aimed them at the gathering area.

The Peacock Army officials dared not go too far and did not hand over active-duty equipment to the militia.

"Fire!"

The commander roared.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

There was an explosion.

A six-story building was hit by a shell and collapsed, with a large amount of smoke and dust being thrown high into the air by the shockwave.

Judging from the ruthlessness of the militiamen, they clearly intended to exterminate them all.

From various corners of the residential area, faint sounds of crying and roaring could be heard.

The commander smiled smugly.

Previously, the lowly people in the neighborhood had organized and launched two attacks against the militia.

But they were armed with only cold weapons, and they were killed and their bodies littered the ground.

Just as the commander was about to shout "Continue reloading," he suddenly saw a flash of light above the residential area.

A female phantom with four arms appeared mysteriously on the collapsed ruins.

The commander was stunned.

What is this thing? (End of Chapter)