Ark, they don't revolve around you

"I don't know if I'm that kind of person...but I want to try."

The howling wind hit his rough skin as the gladiator put on his armor and went into battle.

The strange melody became his accompaniment, and scenes from the past appeared before his eyes.

"Demon clan guy!"

"You are consumables, slaves!"

Consumables, slaves...

No, I am free, we were promised freedom! The gladiator thought angrily.

The crossbow hunting team surrounded him silently, and the leader had a cold look in his eyes: "The target has been identified."

The gladiator drew his sword without questioning.

The Columbia experiment watched the cigarette at the corner of his mouth gradually burn out, and stammered to the people who escaped like him: "Let's go, I'll hold them."

The night was dark and deep. He staggered to his feet, no longer paying attention to the blood flowing from his abdomen.

A bright light hit his eyes.

The agent arrived as promised, pistol raised.

"Black Steel's people." The experiment smiled, "Hey... mercenaries, executioners, you are here."

Victoria, the girl got up and left the slum.

She was walking, ignoring her fever, her body floating and aimless.

A month ago, the girl killed the man who exploited her.

The devil promised her freedom, and she got it.

But as a price, she could only hide in the slums, where she got sick and watched the people she knew die one by one...

Can the weak only be insulted?

With this thought in her mind, she stared at the ghost-like girl reflected in the glass, weak as skin and bones.

The police are here.

She is still wanted because she killed someone.

But the girl did not run away. She let the police knock her down. Her body hit the snow, her head was broken, and blood was flowing out.

With my consciousness blurred, I could vaguely hear the police mocking me with the most vicious words.

"It was these demons who polluted the Queen's kingdom!"

"Heh, not only the demons, but all the slums should disappear!"

But we just want to survive, the girl thought.

Bolivar.

Explosions continued, and at the last moment, the leader gave the order: "Turn on the radio."

"I want to... say something to my people." He smiled, picked up the microphone without looking like a loser, and spoke hoarsely:

"This will surely be the last time I speak to you."

——The blade pierced Casimir's gladiator.

——The gun was aimed at Columbia’s experimental subject.

——The leather boots stepped on the dying girl’s face, and the face was splashed with mud.

“But progress won’t stop there.”

"The resistance of the weak will never cease until judgment comes."

——The gladiator’s helmet was broken, revealing a hideous face.

There was a wild smile on his bloody face, and he stretched out his hand and pressed the slave hunter's shoulder.

Biting the enemy like a wild beast!!

——The experiment subject was hit by a projectile, but he did not fall down and did not want to fall down.

He crawled in the snow, moving forward like a devil, rushing towards the people who killed him, roaring from his mouth!

——The girl’s tears froze and she struggled, trying to break free from the police’s hands.

The baton smashed her limbs, but she was still struggling and twitching!

The explosion landed next to Bolivar's leader, and he ignored the scorching air.

At this time, the leader still had a smile on his face:

"I want to thank you for placing your hope in a man like me simply because he showed a desire for justice.

"

“People should defend themselves, but they should not sacrifice themselves.

One should not allow oneself to be trampled upon, but one should also not allow oneself to be insulted.”

"The enemy asked me to surrender, but I only had one sentence."

"I don't want to surrender."

He put down his headphones and gripped his weapon, "I want to go fight and follow the kids who still support me."

He closed his eyelids and took up his weapon.

……

……

In the darkness, Zhuang Ning's consciousness transcended the shackles of space.

He saw Casimir's gladiator flesh being torn apart.

He saw the Columbia experiments looking at the approaching people, with arrogance on their faces.

He saw the girl in Victoria biting the policeman's hand like a mad dog.

He saw the empty radio room, playing the leader's last recorded words.

"The betrayal is growing, but I believe that everyone will overcome this temporary dark moment.

One day, the path to freedom and beauty will open!"

The path of freedom and beauty?

Zhuang Ning smiled, freeing himself from the last shackles.

Will I be the one to promise you the freedom and beauty that you speak of?

at this moment.

In every corner of Terra, in every living being, in the ears of every enslaved person, and in the ears of everyone who enslaves others.

There was a whisper flowing, as if it came from a spirit walking on the face of the abyss.

It was a man's voice, and he said, "Let there be light."

The chaotic melody began to boil with this whisper, becoming solemn and majestic!

The law extended its radiance and fell into Zhuang Ning's hands.

He clenched his fist and repeated, "Let there be light."

Then, the light fell on the slave hunter and burned him to ashes!

Then, the light fell on the black steel mercenary and burned his soul!

Then, the light fell on the policemen who were raping the girl, burning brightly!

The light spread out with Zhuang Ning as the center, gushing in all directions, crossing every corner of Terra, and effectively conveying the will of judgment!

In less than a second of light, millions of lives died from this sudden beam of light!

This is the judgment!

He is the judge!

Arturo couldn't help but stop playing, and stared blankly at this incredible miracle.

The light of judgment was a harbinger of death, but that light illuminated all of Terra.

Only tonight, there is not a single dark spot in the entire Terra!

……

……

The vast conference hall was illuminated by faint blue fluorescent light.

Most of the people under the projection concealed their faces, but the anxiety beneath their expressions was obvious.

Given that Terra has no long-distance communications environment, these people must be somewhere in the city.

But they were no longer as arrogant as they were in Lateran. Instead, they were full of caution, trembling with fear, and even unwilling to show up in person.

"Everyone." The bird-like creature, the President of Colombia, spoke first. "It is a pleasure for us to meet here."

"Happy? Oh, Mr. President, don't you find that ironic?" A sarcastic whisper came from somewhere, "Aren't we all like turtles hiding behind their heads, afraid of being locked up by the law and that person?"

The president looked towards the sound and saw only the figure of a knight.

That was undoubtedly the Grand Knight of Casimir. She was a tolerant elder, but because of the rivalry between Casimir and Columbia, the two sides did not get along.

——Of course, it was Casimir’s self-righteous competition.

In terms of industry and commerce, Casimir has no qualifications to challenge Colombia.

"This is not the time to mock." An old man spoke again, "I heard that all the nations of Terra were put on trial not long ago."

Everyone's expression twitched.

The pillars of light that pierced the sky descended upon every country at an inopportune time, and a large number of elites were burned to death without any resistance. It is conservatively estimated that the number would definitely not be less than millions.

And this is only the first trial mentioned by Zhuang Ning, which means there will be a second and third trial in the future.

"How did he do it? How could he ignore the distance and strike the surface of Terra at the same time?" The White Queen of Leitania narrowed her eyes. "Even the Witch King can't do it."