Zongman, starting from the invasion of the Red World Demon King

Until he faced the Ritual Serpent, Bad Blade could almost be said to be the most powerful Crimson Demon Lord who had ever appeared.

The Fire of the End brings hope by removing the curse, which allows Shana to keep up with the high-intensity battles and even become the main force in the fight against Bad Blade.

"In ten minutes, that kid has killed Bad Blade seven times. Can he still be resurrected?" Wilhelmina gritted her teeth.

What went wrong? Is there no limit to the number of times the opponent can be resurrected?

What's even more ironic is that Bad Blade almost never dodges their ultimate attacks, as if he doesn't care at all about sacrificing a few lives.

Boom~!

A huge spiral fire bomb like a mythical wild boar appeared again and crashed into the group.

Their fighting power had been almost squeezed out, and the six of them, who were panting, wanted to curse when they saw this scene.

"Ahhh!!" Shana cut the spiral flames with a knife, and the terrifying flames of the God of Punishment and the godslaying attributes in the fire of the end were ignited a little. Although it only appeared for a moment, it still made Bad Blade's eyes change color for the first time and he paused a little.

Although it is impossible to defeat him without blowing up the entire city, but is he the one who has contracted the God of Punishment?

The full-scale Heaven and Earth Fire would not be surprising even if it set the entire world on fire. Does this generation of Flame Hair Burning Eyes have such potential?

"Kill you, kill you, kill you!" Cai Piaofiles didn't care about that. If she couldn't kill him after one try, she would kill him again. If he still didn't die after seven tries, she would kill him seventy times.

She would create opportunities - but anyone could see that the current battle was completely futile, or in other words - was the Bad Blade they were fighting really its true form?

If you go to great lengths to kill only a tiny hair of the enemy, you will be devastated when you know the truth.

"It's useless. You can't kill me. No matter how many times you come!"

When they saw Bad Blade appear again, and even raise a higher large fire bomb into the sky, it was like a mythical wild boar that was about to charge over and crush everyone.

This scene is really despairing.

"almost……"

When she saw the flames raised by Shana's last sword shatter the huge fire bomb and even split a huge gap in the city behind Bad Blade, she had proved her progress with her strength.

"It's your turn, Jeanne."

"clear."

……

Bang, bang! Just when everyone felt helpless, a hollow sound like the judge or presiding judge striking the gavel rang out in the courtroom.

Then the world suddenly began to change strangely, and Bad Blade's advance was stopped. No matter how he spun the fire bombs under his feet, they seemed to become uncontrollable and could not move at all.

Who?

The bottom was still Tokyo, but the sky above Feng Jue was suddenly disturbed by some space and turned into a pure white temple suspended in the air, like the legendary paradise, but full of a solemn and dignified atmosphere like a court.

"—It seems the defendant and plaintiff are all here. Now, the court is in session."

Bang bang.

Under the ethereal sound of the gavel, the guilt in people's hearts seemed to become exposed and extremely clear.

At the same time, the power of this court manifesting in the sky disturbed the flow of space and cause and effect.

Just like the gate to the digital world before, some colors of the seal could not be covered.

At this moment, an area directly below the court also regained color.

Many ordinary people are confused. They are walking on the street one moment and suddenly find that the scenery around them has changed the next moment.

There was a bright red world all around, and above the head was the sacred court hanging high, as if the mythical heaven had descended.

"This, this is?"

"Oh no, this red world, I've seen this on the Internet before..."

"Yes, it's Feng Jue! There are Red World Apostles! Ahhh!"

The location where Metatron Jeanne's Noble Phantasm was opened was very clever. It was the place where Bad Blade and others fought but it was not destroyed. Naturally, the court session needed an audience.

Although I didn't know in advance that this would interfere with Feng Jue's existence, since this is the case, it's just right to let these people act as jury audience.

Chapter 124: Siegfried: Joan of Arc and Metatron? (Additional)

"Silence!" Metatron Joan knocked twice again.

Under this voice of judgment, the coverage of rules is absolute.

Those who were not strong enough to break this rule were involuntarily affected. They looked up at the sky in awe and became quiet.

But the doubts in people's minds have not decreased but increased.

There's a sense of anxious absurdity.

In my past life, even small things like stealing the eraser of my neighboring classmate when I was a child were suddenly recalled at this moment. I remembered them clearly and aroused endless guilt.

I am guilty! Such thoughts are influencing people.

Bad Blade Shabrak and others were also affected to varying degrees due to their strength. Although Shabrak was a cold-blooded killer with a strong heart, his sin value was almost maxed out because his hands were stained with blood. As someone who was about to be tried, he was under the greatest pressure.

"What... is that?" he murmured.

I have all the mission props, so I can just leave now. Has the human world become so weird now?

Humans with incomprehensible powers appeared one after another, and now a huge divine court appeared in the sky.

The only buildings he knew of that could float in the air were Tiandao Palace and his employer, Xingli Palace.

At this moment, the door of the court slowly opened, revealing the scene inside. Joan of Arc Metatron had changed into a pure white dress that looked like a divine garment, and the multiple pairs of beautiful wings behind her attracted people's attention.

For some reason, even though the distance was so great, the posture of the presiding judge, who was standing high above the court, was so sacred that I could clearly feel it, except that his face was difficult to see and describe.

The decoration above the head is made of pure brilliance, as if it transcends the pure white, giving people the feeling that it is undoubtedly some kind of existence other than human beings!

Angel?

God?! Who is that?

Metatron Jeanne's divinity had reached its peak at this moment, her humanity completely hidden within it. "This trial is exceptional in every way. Undoubtedly, there are those who bear sin. However, this is not their original world, and there is no human institution in that world capable of carrying out judgment."

"This trial is neither civil nor criminal. It is carried out under the Lord's will—a trial. The plaintiffs are this world, this city, and the defendant is the Crimson Demon Lord, the Bad Blade, Shabrak."

There is no need to complain about this world or this city. The right of interpretation belongs to the Lord. If she says she has an opinion, then she has an opinion. Zhen-style double standards and Xiaosheng (yeah) are not kidding you when they are willful. The effect of 1+1 is greater than 2.

Bad Blade Shabrak was stunned: "Defendant?"

I?

His eyes narrowed slightly—a dangerous red light flashed in their wake.

Although I wanted to take action, I didn't know what influenced me. I had a feeling (rules) that constrained me. Before the trial was over, no one was allowed to use a knife or a gun in front of the court (below).

Damn, what a strange power! Is this some special concept?

The Red World Demon King himself is very much like the embodiment of a group of concepts, just like the punishment and fire of the God of Punishment, and the creation and rebirth of the sacrificial snake.

But it was the first time that Bad Blade had experienced the special concept of Metatron Joan of Arc, which made it impossible for people to fight, and the oath of non-war.

Now that all the fighting spirit has disappeared from my heart, let's take a look at what the situation is.

Judge him?!

Humph, let’s talk about it first until we can really kill him. Bad Blade Shabrak is not worried at all.

"Due to the plaintiff's special circumstances, he is unable to appear in court. This presiding judge will now pronounce the accusation on his behalf. The Crimson Demon Lord, Shabrak, has assimilated his true form into the entire city, stealing the world and the city's immense existential power as a source of power for his battles, causing irreparable and severe disruption to the world. If allowed to continue, this will inevitably lead to an irreparable distortion of cause and effect in this city, causing the world to cease functioning properly and collapse."

Hiss~! !

The great sin of world extinction.

People could understand that the plaintiff was the first person in the city to do so. After all, this seal was almost a standard sign for the appearance of the Red World Demon King and the Fire Mist.

Among those Red World criminals who can come out to cause trouble in the human world, how many are not saboteurs and monsters who kill people without any feeling?

But rising from the city to the world, well—it turns out this is the connection.

The world is about to be destroyed. Can humans survive? Can other creatures on the planet survive? How is this different from a massacre that wipes out the entire world?!

No one expected the Red World Demon King to be so harmful. For a moment, even those who had never seen the Red World King named Bad Blade Shabrak felt a strong disgust towards this newly appeared Red World King.

Even hunters can't compare to him.

The former's plan failed and he was already dead, leaving no one paying attention. As for the latter—if it weren't for the sudden appearance of the Judgment Court in the sky, would they have already perished along with the world without anyone noticing?

Maybe the King of the Red World caused too much trouble in the present world, which led to the judgment.

The Lord’s judgment? Even that person was alarmed.

People looked up into the sky. Behind Joan of Arc was a huge stone statue of an angel holding an inverted sword hilt and a scales, which made the figure of the angel below look extremely sacred and majestic.

The scales represent fairness and balance, while the swords represent authority and execution.

No wonder they feel guilty and want to expose their sins. Who can hide their sins from the Almighty?

Metatron Jeanne: "The trial will now begin. The evidence is irrefutable, and the indictment is completely unquestionable, originating from another world. No verification is necessary. Now, the defendant, the Crimson Demon Lord, the Bad Blade, Shabrak—do you have anything else to say?"

Seeing that Bad Blade was not going to speak, he completely ignored what he meant.

Metatron Jeanne: "Is that so? You confess your crimes. Then, in the name of Chief Judge Metatron Jeanne, read out the verdict."

etc--

Varied……

Even the heroes from another world, such as Cao Cao, were stunned. Other ordinary people couldn't see it, but they could see it. Did Bad Blade say anything?

Silence is the same as admitting it. Uh, whatever! He was definitely the one who did it.

Although it is a dark, one-man court, it is only targeting the uncooperative Red World Demon King of the distorted world, and there is no need to grant human rights. It seems that this presiding judge is more humane and has more flexible moral values ​​than imagined.

Siegfried: "Wait, what did the judge say his name was?"

As a former exorcist of the church, an experimental subject within the church, and someone who was affected by the existence of the biblical god system, Siegfried, who was extremely sensitive, was a little confused at this moment.

He knew who Metatron was, and he also knew who Joan of Arc was. Apart from anything else, there was already a contemporary Joan of Arc in their team.

But you—Metatron Jeanne?!

Chapter 125: Then Uproot the City Together! (Update)

Is this trial the Lord's will? And the chief judge has this name.

He keeps talking about the will of the Lord and walking with God, which easily makes people think that he is the little Jehovah in a dove vest, the legendary archangel who is equivalent to Gabriel - Metatron, the Prime Minister of Heaven.

This doesn't count as personally participating, it's just a label for himself, quack! It's a shady deal!

But isn't Metatron a folk history?

Even Judaism, which discusses the Book of Enoch the most, does not recognize it as canonical history.

If we look at it from the perspective of their world, it's apocryphal. Could it be that Metatron really exists in this world?

As for Bad Blade Shabuqi Ling罒 Cuqishan Slark, who didn't know much about this complicated mythology and was just an emotionless killer, he clenched his fists at this moment.

He was not interested in other things. He just wanted to know that the woman was here to deal with him. To judge me?

Bad Blade had already developed the greatest murderous intent ever towards the arrogant blonde woman above him.

Metatron Jeanne closed her eyes slightly. "There's no need to listen anymore. I've heard everything you've asked for."

God is omnipotent, and this is true.

"Then pronounce the sentence: Sentence the Crimson Demon King, Shabrak the Bad Blade, to the heinous crime of death! He has no intention of destroying the world, acting arbitrarily. It's not that he's unaware of the consequences, but that he doesn't care about them at all. This can be said to be the worst crime ever committed in history."

"—Since there is no organization on the surface capable of impeaching his crimes and enforcing the sentence—then this court will take on the responsibility of carrying out this punishment."

When the verdict was announced, under the influence of the rules, Xiaosheng's control over Bad Blade had reached its peak.

In fact, it can be even simpler. If she is willing to restore the identity of the God in the Bible, she can directly pronounce the result and skip all the processes. God's judgment does not require a reason.

As long as it is original sin, even creatures in a world that have no understanding of power can still be restrained by its power.

And any living thing that has feelings is unlikely not to be tainted with original sin to some extent.

The Noble Phantasm has begun to activate, and its wings wrap around itself and fly into the sky.

Entering the trial phase, Bad Blade Shabrak finally regained some mobility. He said coldly, "It's useless—I will not die."

At this moment, during the trial phase, the feeling of recognizing the sins in each person's heart becomes clearer.

People could even clearly feel the view of the entire Tokyo sky in their minds and observe the entire process of the trial.

The image of Bad Blade Shabrak also appeared in their eyes. He was an arrogant demon king who remained indifferent and confident in the face of the judgment of the angels.