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"How interesting! I haven't seen such an interesting scene in a long time."

"Mortal, you are quite good."

"Although it reeks of sin, this farce was truly spectacular."

Words filled with divine power rang out again; these were naturally spoken by Foygo to Dukur.

This time, however, Dukur did not vomit blood again, which relieved him.

The reason Dukur didn't vomit blood was simple: Foygo was afraid of killing him directly, which would end the game.

"very good."

"Since you all have your own version of events, then I will now deliver my verdict."

"Foyago said calmly, then took a step from the air to the ground."

The next moment, the wind and clouds shifted.

The black mist began to surge continuously.

“Mortal, you claim to be innocent and spout a bunch of survival-of-the-fittest principles.”

"It's clear you have a clear conscience. Now let me ask you, is that really true?"

Foygo asked calmly, his voice full of indifference and tranquility, but under the influence of divine power, it carried a power that could break one's mind.

Dukur suppressed his inner trembling and fear, and answered in a trembling voice.

"Your Majesty... it's like this!"

Dukur's words undoubtedly blocked his last escape route.

certainly.........

He had no way out anyway...

“You call yourself a guilty man, and your heart burns with the fire of revenge.”

"He seems to be a person who yearns for justice."

After questioning Dukur, Foygo turned to look at Riven again, his eyes full of meaning.

Seeing this, Riven's heart gradually calmed down.

She also understood that there was no need to get angry at all, because the biggest "behind-the-scenes maneuver" in this play was right in front of her.

Dukur had absolutely no chance of turning the tide.

All of this is nothing but a pathetic struggle by a clown before his death.

Dukur never dreamed that Riven was in league with this terrible god.

"You two each have your own version of events."

"Inevitably, one of them is lying!"

Do you know the price of deceiving me?

After glancing at the two men, Foygo continued, his tone seemingly tinged with amusement, but which made Dukur break out in a cold sweat.

But at this moment, for Dukur, the die was cast and could not be cast.

There is no room for retreat.

"I dare not deceive Your Majesty!" x2

Riven and Dukur responded to Fryego at the same time.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dukur's forehead broke out in even more cold sweat.

It wasn't for any other reason than the immense pressure from Fryego.

"very good!!"

"The net of Heaven is vast, its meshes are wide, yet nothing escapes it; there are gods three feet above your head."

"Now, I will reveal everything to you."

As Foygo finished speaking, the surrounding black mist seemed to change.

As the black mist continued to surge, dozens of transparent, dead souls emerged from it!

Upon seeing this, Dukur was immediately horrified.

Because the faces of these dozens of dead souls were those of the naval soldiers and magicians who had just been swallowed up by the black mist manipulated by Foygo.

"I am the sovereign of death and darkness, the god of judgment and justice!"

"Now let the dead tell you the truth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dukur collapsed to the ground.

Chapter 248, The Judgment of Death

"Death does not mean annihilation or falling into silence!"

“In my hands, even those who have fallen into eternal slumber have the means to make them speak.”

"And these ghosts don't lie."

Foygo spoke calmly, his voice reaching everyone's ears.

Dukur's face was deathly pale. Among these resurrected souls were members of the Black Rose.

Although these members of the Black Roses are not high enough to know the core secrets, it is enough to expose the existence of the "Black Roses".

If this happens, it directly proves that what Riven said earlier was not a lie.

Once the Black Rose is exposed, Dukur is likely doomed.

Amidst Duguel's horrified expression, the naval commanders and the mages' spirits, who had been swallowed by the black mist and transformed into undead, slowly opened their eyes.

Because they were swallowed by the black mist and transformed into undead, the souls of these dead were damaged to varying degrees and lost some of their memories.

But these things are irrelevant to the overall situation; a few dozen dead souls can eventually piece together the "truth" that Foygo wants.

“Dead, I ask you.”

"Is everything Dukur just said true?"

A voice filled with divine power rang in the ears of the undead. Faced with the questioning from the King of Ruin, these undead naturally had no ability to resist or deceive.

Soon, a somewhat dazed undead mage began to speak haltingly.

"Report...Your Majesty..."

"He... he's lying."

"Dukur... is... a high-ranking member of the Black Rose..."

The mage's spirit slowly said that because he had only been a ghost for a short time, he was still in a relatively confused stage.

This is the state of most low-ranking undead on the Shadow Isles.

Even so, the words of the undead mage undoubtedly confirmed the existence of the Black Rose and also proved that Dukur was lying!

The comparison between the two undoubtedly proves that everything Riven said earlier was true.

"I'll ask you again, Duguel ordered the indiscriminate slaughter of Ionians."

"Is it, as Riven said, because of a sinister conspiracy by the Black Rose?!"

Fouguere then asked a question that reached everyone's ears.

At this point, Dukur was already limp on the ground, unable to move.

".......yes.........."

The ghost of the mage pondered blankly for a moment, then answered.

These words immediately drew everyone's wrath towards Dukur.

Apart from the members of Black Rose, everyone else looking at Dukur looked as if they wanted to devour him whole!

For the Ionians, the accusations of the mage's ghost undoubtedly pointed to the source of all evil, and Dukur was the source of this boundless slaughter!

As for the Noxian soldiers, they were unwittingly turned into tools used by the Black Rose.

They were originally filled with patriotic fervor to serve the empire, but unexpectedly, they were ultimately exploited by schemers like Dukur.

The soldiers' noble honor has been tarnished, and their hands are stained with the blood of too many innocent people.

Thinking of this, the Noxian soldiers felt both guilty and angry.

The current public condemnation is more of a psychological burden for Dukur.

But what was most deadly to him was Fryego, who had been holding back his attacks.

The words of Foygo still seemed to echo in his ears. He simply could not afford the price of deceiving the gods!

............

"I ask you, what else do you have to say?"

A suffocating sense of oppression came with the overwhelming divine power.