The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Unfortunately, this saint is actually nearby. It's time to retreat...

She watched the approaching figure, and finally spoke coldly:

"I'll remember you."

I've memorized your scent. When we meet again... I'll make you pay the price.

Having memorized the presence of this troublemaker, she decisively abandoned these powers and chose to self-destruct.

boom!

!

Damn it!

The sage arrived at the critical moment, using his own power to envelop the divinity of the explosion and forcibly withstand the damage.

"Cough cough cough... Damn gods."

He roared in the sky, searching everywhere for any trace of the other party.

Did they hide? Or did they really leave?

After searching carefully for a while, he breathed a long sigh of relief after confirming that the other party had indeed left decisively.

"Thank goodness... *sigh*."

Unable to maintain his composure any longer, the "Saint" let out a twisted laugh:

"That idiot actually fell for it!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Now, all of this belongs to me!"

"As expected of me!"

clap clap.

Applause sounded behind her, and she heard a heartfelt exclamation:

"Yes, that's just like you."

"Like a clown."

who!?

There are other people besides that idiot!?

"you……"

Hey.

Someone gently grasped my shoulder, and then I heard a chilling laugh:

"Got you?"

what! ?

She felt a chill down her spine and instinctively tried to dodge, but before she could turn around, she lost consciousness.

……

……

"Well!

? ”

She suddenly came to her senses and instinctively tried to dodge the attack from behind, but unexpectedly, her body did not move with her consciousness. Instead, she encountered a strong resistance.

Splash!

Is it trapped and asleep again?!

She struggled to open her eyes and moved her body with all her might, hearing the clanging of chains.

!

?

Although I was relieved to know that I hadn't fallen into a deep sleep again, more confusion welled up in my mind.

what happened?

What exactly is this...?

"Oh? You're awake?"

A gentle voice rang out, and it was only upon hearing this voice that she suddenly realized there was someone else beside her.

How is that possible?!

"Nothing is impossible; it's just that you're too weak to sense the outside world."

Weak? Who?

"Of course it's you."

"...Me? What are you talking about?"

How could I, a dignified deity,...

!

!

"You've finally realized the problem. It seems you've come to your senses. We can continue now."

Ning Feng tapped the table with his pen, coughed lightly, and said:

"Then, the trial shall continue."

"Crimes against humanity, sabotage of official business, smuggling, assault on citizens, reactionary crimes... and so on, totaling forty-seven crimes."

After speaking slowly for a while, Ning Feng defined the other party's crimes one by one, and then asked:

"So! For these forty-seven crimes, Mr. Clown of Deception, do you admit it?"

What do we acknowledge?

Ning Feng stopped writing, looked up, adjusted his silver-rimmed glasses, and asked with amusement:

"Staying silent is useless; I'll take that as your agreement."

The figure sitting behind the desk, wearing a crown woven from scarlet thorns, tilted his head.

"...Or perhaps you'd like me to address you differently? For example, as the 'Trickster Clown' or the 'Trickster Emperor'?"

Ning Feng tilted his head and looked at the prisoner bound by endless chains of darkness, then smiled strangely.

"emperor?"

"...Your Majesty the Emperor? Is that what you want me to address you?"

He chuckled and shook his head, saying:

"If you think you're qualified, I don't mind."

Sitting still, his malice, manifested as tentacles, spread from beneath him to the person being judged, watching her intently.

Ning Feng glanced down at the deity, who was forced into a kneeling position by chains, and smiled silently.

他 说:

"real."

"Don't be afraid, Your Majesty."

Chapter 569 Who is accusing this official in the hall?

Snapped!

With a slam of the gavel, the judge addressed the kneeling prisoner, asking:

"Who is this man before me? Why are you accusing me... Oh no, I mean, I'm the one interrogating you."

"So, Your Majesty, is there anything you wish to say?"

Having only briefly played the role of a just and upright official, Ning Feng decisively gave up because it didn't suit him. He smiled and asked the imprisoned deity:

Why are you just stammering and not saying a word?

"Judging from your expression, you must have some grievance that you haven't spoken out about, right? It's alright! You can speak freely and without reservation, I won't mind."

He's in a great mood now and has completely lost the initial sense of urgency he felt.

At this moment, the Clown of Deception finally came to his senses and frowned as he looked at the figure sitting behind the table not far ahead.

This is an unfamiliar deity.

It was completely unfamiliar; there was absolutely nothing familiar about it.

Even during the time of the divine war, she had never seen this figure before, and had no information about him whatsoever.

who is it?

Is this someone's new incarnation?

Or is it the new appearance of a god after resurrection?

But even if gods are resurrected through other means, the essence of their souls should not change.

She was unsure and wanted to find out more information.

Who are you? What do you want from me?

"Divinity? Divine office? Or my authority?"

However... since the other party is a god rather than a human, the situation is not so critical.

There's still room for negotiation!

The Clown of Deception knew very well what was most important to the gods: to take away those things related to the divine realm from him.

Circumstances dictate her actions, and she wasn't the type to be unyielding. If there was absolutely no other way, she would rather give up everything in exchange for her life.