The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Former rivals, now two people sharing the same plight.

Surprisingly, the barriers that we once thought were insurmountable disappeared, and we were able to coexist peacefully in the same room.

As Ariana adjusted to her new body, she blinked at Cecilia:

"He once said something to me that I think is very applicable now..."

With a bright smile, Ariana opened her arms to Cecilia, making a gesture as if asking for a hug, and said sweetly:

Let's get along well.

The angel coldly watched the demon's malicious attempt to act cute, then turned back and gave a soft snort.

"Stay away from me."

"Okay, okay~ How tsundere!"

"……snort!"

……

……

What happened?

Number 86 waited outside the judge's hall, feeling a strange unease.

It was as if something was about to happen.

Or perhaps it has already happened, but is now brewing and waiting to explode?

Just as he was about to take out his communicator to check, steady footsteps sounded from the depths of the hall, and the person inside was slowly walking out.

They're out!?

Number 86 took out his pocket watch and checked the passage of time.

"13 minutes."

Ning Feng set records not only in dream tests but also in real-world tests.

That's so fast!

He truly deserves to be the fastest man I've ever seen!

I, number 86, am willing to call you the fastest!

"You passed smoothly?"

"Yes, it's over."

Although the mask concealed the changes in appearance, he sensed that Ning Feng seemed somewhat different from before.

His invisible arrogance was concealed, and he became more mature and cautious.

However, this kind of Ning Feng did make No. 86 think even more highly of Ning Feng, who exclaimed in admiration:

"Your speed is actually faster than I expected."

Shrugging, Ning Feng wouldn't explain that he hadn't actually encountered a test; he had simply sent off an angel of judgment.

He certainly wouldn't tell Number 86 that he would have come out even earlier if he hadn't waited for a while.

"Perhaps it's because I really don't have anything to be suspected."

I'm the kind of man who has absolutely no flaws.

Nodding in understanding, Number 86 pointed to two locations on the map and said...

"Let's go then, the next destination is..."

"You can't leave yet."

A cold, aged voice sounded behind Number 86. He instinctively tried to jump forward to dodge, but in the next instant, he was frozen in place by a powerful force.

A black-robed figure wearing a black mask appeared silently in front of Number 86 and said indifferently:

"You want... um?"

Whoosh!

Shining with a silvery-white light, the simple, ancient-looking straight-bladed longsword slashed towards the back of the man in black robes without the slightest hesitation.

Clang!

Card……

An invisible barrier behind him shattered, and the man in black robes suddenly waved his hand backward!

boom!

The man in black robes watched as Ning Feng, after being thrown back again, charged at him without hesitation, staring at the unremarkable longsword in Ning Feng's hand.

Shocked words blurted out:

"[Words of Judgment]!"

"How did it end up in your hands!?"

Chapter 131 [Words of Judgment] (Please subscribe, vote with monthly tickets, comment, and recommend!)

[Words of Judgment]

A legendary longsword shrouded in mystery and legend.

Its origins are unknown, and its previous owner is unknown. It was already in the Hall of Judges when it was discovered.

There are even rumors that its history predates the Hall of Judges.

Even though its power was drained a thousand years ago, the legendary longsword has long since been restored to its original appearance through the nurturing of time.

It has no active ability, but the power of the legendary longsword itself endows it with pure sharpness and a radiant enhancement against evil.

Many people know about this sword, and many legends want to possess this legendary longsword.

And yet, there is only one reason why it has not been taken away and remains in the Hall of Judges.

The words of judgment themselves reject everyone.

This longsword possesses a certain will.

It refuses to leave, loathes evil, and is madly determined to destroy the demon...

As long as one grasps this sword, this will will constantly interfere with the wielder's thoughts, making it more like an evil demonic sword than a holy sword.

Although legends can resist the interference of this will, such a tyrannical will is undoubtedly a negative effect.

Once you hold this sword, no one can lie.

At least several high-ranking legends obtained the same result after testing.

One cannot lie; any lie, once uttered, will bring immense pain and dazzling harm to the swordsman.

Its coerciveness in this respect is even greater than its desire to destroy demons!

"The devil may be spared, but the liar must die!"

This will never change.

After numerous tests, the requirements for successfully pulling out the sword were finally calculated.

There are almost stringent requirements for those who wield the sword.

Honesty, integrity, honesty, courage...

These noble qualities are not difficult to possess individually, and many people even have them. The world is never short of people with these shining qualities.

But to possess all of those qualities is extremely difficult; almost no one can achieve it.

This is just the first step; there will be even stricter requirements later.

That means you can't have dark thoughts in your mind.

Greed, rage, jealousy... these evil and negative emotions must not exist.

It doesn't seem to be looking for a next master, but rather for a near-illusory, perfect paladin.

This sword will never leave the Hall of Judges unless it finds someone it approves of.

If a powerful individual forcibly removes it, the longsword will completely break.

And now, this legendary longsword with special significance has actually left the Hall of Judges!

It was held in the hand of an Awakened being with only second-tier strength!?

Who are you?

This is the central location of the courthouse. Everyone who can enter here has passed through layers of screening, making it almost impossible for there to be a traitor. The man in black robes, however, never questioned Ning Feng's identity.

He was completely bewildered. What kind of hothead would rush at him after seeing him...?

You want to cut me?!

I didn't hide my identity either. Wasn't my aura and intimidation conspicuous enough?

Why did you rush up?

However, it's not really a matter of being angry, as the other party's strength is insufficient to cause any harm.

Although the legendary longsword had unexpectedly cut through the first layer of defense, that was not important; there were many, many more layers to come.

The man in black robes looked at Ning Feng as he galloped towards them, feeling only curiosity.

"Don't you know who I am?"

How can you be so brave?

Ning Feng, however, seemed not to hear him and charged forward again with his sword, fearless of death.

"Kid, don't push your luck!"

He raised a finger at Ning Feng, and dark magic surged, trying to fix his figure.

The instantaneous magic was extremely fast, instantly attaching itself to Ning Feng and binding his body.

"You'd better behave for a bit, stop running away...tsk, magic immunity?"