Infinite Reincarnation: I am the Monster.

Chapter 654 The Kryptonian Judge (3K+ views, please subscribe)
"You didn't kill him because of that guy?"

Lengnemiad could certainly see that the beast's arm bore a very clear mark of the "Black King," a level of mastery that very few reincarnators had ever reached.

Within the Black Kings' Guild, each Black King possesses their own personality and preferences, and their attitudes toward the Reincarnators and the Infinite Dimensional Space also exhibit subtle differences.

He could understand. After all, that person was probably the one who was most enthusiastic and hopeful for the reincarnators. If the other party had voluntarily left behind this arm, then it was indeed reasonable not to kill this beast.

Clark Kent shook his head. His eyes flickered, and the heart of the man below, who had been as still as a corpse, suddenly began to beat again.

The Equation of Life is now activated.

The next moment, in New York, where almost all of the city was submerged in the sea, a large number of people who had fallen to the ground, their lives hanging in the balance, began to slowly get up.

Even those corpses with horribly mutilated bodies are rapidly recovering.

The Equation of Life gives the world hope.

At the same time... the guilty will also be judged.

The Tree Shepherd shook his head, and his blurred vision cleared. The divine blood in the black cross between his brows had all drained away and was now dim.

Scenes and memories flooded back into his brain, which had just died and then recovered, and he began to recall the events leading up to his death.

Controlled by the Anti-Life Equation and trapped in the rock strata, he was grabbed by a hand. Then, unbearable terror and despair overwhelmed his mind. He completely lost the hope and courage to live and finally felt his heart stop beating and died.

Whew!
I'm alive?!

The next moment, the Tree Shepherd saw the dazzling golden light in the sky, and boundless magic surged upwards from the Atlantic Ocean. He vaguely saw countless tiny fairies playing in the air and Pegasus flying across the sky.

This is no longer the DC universe of the Marvel world; new rules have entered this world.

The tree shepherd's gaze shifted, only to meet a pair of eyes as indifferent as those of a god.

Superman, Clark Kent!

The King of Black.

His pupils contracted, and before he could react, clear words appeared on the panel.

You have been affected by the Ability: Anti-Life Equation.

"Here we go again..."

Shepherd Tree Man felt his brain being distorted, and countless images flashed before his eyes: countless indistinct reincarnators, slaughtering indiscriminately in various derivative and secondary worlds.

He even saw half-black, half-white angels in the sky casually wielding countless enormous holy lances, and saw a monster soaring into the sky punching New York into the ground.

This is the work of those cruel, evil, and unjust reincarnators.
The tree shepherd was taken aback. He didn't understand why he was using these words to describe the behavior of the reincarnators, but he did feel a deep sense of disgust and aversion to it.

You have been affected by the Ability Life Equation.

A new panel notification appeared, but Mu Shuren didn't care anymore. He deeply felt that this was his true self.

Unlike being controlled or hypnotized, he now genuinely felt disgust and even hatred towards the reincarnators of this generation.

"In the end, they're nothing but a bunch of scum who rely on their intelligence and strength to take their swords against the weak..."

This is his current assessment.

Then, the Tree Shepherd knelt on one knee and bowed his head in sincere admiration to the Kryptonian whose battle suit was also half black and half white.

"From now on, I will put those guys on trial."

Lengnemiad neither approved nor disapproved of this approach. With the emergence of the concept of world laws, the [Sea Within the Stars] appeared, and the laws of the fantasy side of this world began to reappear.

From then on, the world will undergo a series of wondrous changes, and the stories of those fantastical eras will eventually return little by little.

Those reincarnators who want to rely on their precognitive intelligence to act in this world in the future will most likely reap the consequences of their own malice.

Lengnemirad glanced one last time at Artoria, who was clad in black armor, as she raced toward the sea at incredible speed.

It seems... they want to save that beast?
hum!
A spiraling hole appeared in the sky once more, and the goddess Lunniemiard vanished without a trace.

Superman Clark Kent's eyes, however, were fixed on a small boy whose body was covered by a power and aura that seemed familiar to him.

That power was connected to the beast.

puff!
The boy leaped directly into the sea, even earlier than the black-armored female knight.

Hope cannot be proven by equations, but rather by the choices each life makes in dire circumstances.

Even those man-made fakes are making their own choices.

Clark Kent saw another possibility, so instead of killing the other man, he chose to give him a greater trial.

With this thought in mind, the Kryptonian slowly ascended into the air. He looked down at the two powers on the surface of his body, as well as the world will that enveloped him.

This is the choice that conforms to the will of the world. He looked at the sea, but in his heart he was thinking about what would happen if he insisted on killing this beast.

Will the Soul King hidden behind the sky appear to stop him, or will the true feathers of the phoenix within the other party ignite again and again, facilitating the other party's nirvana and evolution in a way that defies the laws of nature?

Or perhaps... it will reveal the true nature of this beast ahead of time...

With a whoosh, Clark Kent vanished in a flash of light. At full speed, he was many times faster than the White Cang Technique of the Eight Times Kaioken.

Below, Hela finally landed, her expression one of surprise and disbelief. When did these powerful beings appear in this world...?

He suddenly remembered what his father Odin had once said: every so often, some extraterrestrial beings would appear in this world, the weakest and most dangerous of whom He called—the [Sons of Slaughter]. They were a special race that could gain power simply by killing.

Every so often, a devastating disaster would erupt.

Hela looked at Thor, who had sunk hundreds of meters underground, and suddenly lost the desire to kill him.

The world he was in now felt somewhat unfamiliar to him.

The tree shepherd plunged his hands into the ground, and then a large number of trees emerged from the ruins, thus saving the survivors who had been buried under the rubble.

A genuine smile appeared on his face, until he saw a ghostly figure in a building, its ears bleeding and wearing a black trench coat.

The other person sat leaning against the broken stairwell, eyelids lowered, and the shepherd's expression changed slightly.

"The Y2K bug?!"

The Millennium Bug lost its hearing. Spirits are actually very similar to the physical body, possessing various senses and organs. Losing those parts results in the loss of certain functions.

Just like a cursed spirit, or the Grim Reaper.

Only by evolving into a specific type of vengeful spirit might its nature change.

But just by looking at the treant's mouth, he knew that the other was calling him. The Millennium Bug and the treant were old acquaintances.

Initially, the Millennium Bug accepted a mission in the B711 world to eliminate Tao Pai Pai, who had violated the Iron Law, and was officially hired by both the Tree Shepherd and the Chaos Sage.

The two did not expect to meet under these circumstances.

"Hey, hey, hey, you tree spirit brat, could you please hurry up and find that guy?"

"I'm in a really mess right now."

Gojo Satoru's voice was mocking and self-deprecating. He leaned against another corner, his eyes disappeared, and his body shimmered with the light of cursed power. He seemed unable to even use the reversal spell, looking extremely disheveled.

The Tree Shepherd lowered his eyelids. He was quick-witted and, upon seeing the two spirits, immediately realized that the monster Tao Pai Pai had not been killed by the Black King.

Now that Gojo Satoru and the Millennium Bug are in poor condition, do I have a chance to eliminate them?

If these two could be completely eliminated, especially Gojo Satoru, it would be a loss for Tao Pai Pai.

The smile on Gojo Satoru's face slowly faded. His special six-eyed physique had been damaged by the [Saint Collapse], and he could no longer even perfectly control his curse power.

But he instinctively sensed a malice.

Since being cursed to death, Gojo Satoru has found himself becoming increasingly sensitive to such malice; perhaps this is a sign that he is about to become a cursed spirit.

"Wow, that's pretty bold!"

"Knowing that guy wasn't dead, he still wanted to attack us."

"Are you... ready to die?"

Gojo Satoru spoke casually, but what followed was a chilling and terrifying spiritual pressure descending from the sky.

The tree shepherd was startled, and the next moment, he heard footsteps slowly approaching from behind him.

A humanoid spirit whose face was covered by black runes appeared from behind him, holding the white, eerie katana in one hand.

The oppressive aura emanating from this guy is even greater than that of Gojo Satoru.

and……

"Hmph, what a useless fellow, to end up like this..."

The man's voice was like two rocks striking each other at the bottom of a cliff. The shepherd turned around and saw Uchiha Madara, dressed in red armor and carrying a fan on his back, walk in.

Behind him was a girl with a sinister face and bangs covering half of her face. This guy was... White Face!
The Tree Shepherd suddenly realized that Tao Pai Pai was able to turn the reincarnated beings he killed into spirits?!

The veins in his legs plunged into the ground in an instant, but a cold, sharp blade was already at his neck.

"Tsk, Tree Shepherd... he really is a piece of trash!"

After initially experiencing panic upon realizing the arrival of the Black King, Hakumen went through a period of ecstasy at the thought that his host was still alive and that there was still hope for resurrection. Now, his feelings have turned to resentment towards Tao Pai Pai for not dying.

She scoffed at the Tree Man, then glanced at the badly injured Millennium Bug and Gojo Satoru in the corner, and her mood suddenly improved.

"Kill him, he's useless."

When Hakumian spoke, no one else objected. A large number of black spirits were still gathering, blocking Minato Namikaze, who was somewhat disgruntled for not completing his mission, from outside the building.

"No, please don't kill him, Mr. Bai, please don't kill him! I just saw him saving someone..."

A childish voice rang out from outside the building. The next moment, a large number of black spirits disappeared like a tide. The black-haired man held in Artoria's hand was soaked and pale.

The black markings on the body had faded to almost imperceptible, and fresh blood was even flowing from the severed arm.

On the other side, the young Parker, carefully supporting Bai Cangshu, nervously looked at the group of men in the building who looked like they were not to be trifled with, and made his request.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned up and saw the host, who looked weaker than ever before.

"Hahaha... You do that too..."

Gojo Satoru's loud laughter echoed inside the building.

(End of this chapter)