Zongman: The wrong person on the ground, double Shenwei at the beginning

"It won't get in the way in the corners of the lower realm, it won't cause any trouble, and we can even hope that we can create an 'anti-ideal land' (dystopia)."

A flicker of disgust flashed in Rhodes' eyes.

"Isn't this the same principle as those benevolent lords in the human world who can't bear to see the poor suffer, so they drive all the poor out of the city and gather them in one place?"

If someone is utterly wicked, they should be killed; if they are sentenced to imprisonment, they should be re-educated and then released back into society to atone for their sins.

What kind of logic is it to just throw everyone in and leave them to die without any regard for their safety?

Hela gave a wry smile.

"You're the first person in this place to say that to a god, but I can't really argue with that..."

Then, she rested her chin on her hand, her clear black and white eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"You seem to have other ideas about this place?"

Rhodes originally did not meddle in other people's business. Even though he was disgusted by these evil gods using humans as pawns, he would at most launch a great purge to wipe the entire city of sinners off the face of the earth.

but.....

[S-rank prayer has been issued.]

[Content: Transforming the City of Sinners]

[Rewards: Special rewards, and corresponding Wish Points awarded based on the effect.]

This was one of the rare times he had seen an S-rank Prayer again, aside from the time he was hit by the system's critical strike!

This naturally made Rhodes very interested.

However, a complete transformation of this place will inevitably take a long time.

He can't really stay here for ten years, so he has to find an agent.

This is also why Rod asked Dulu to bring him to meet the goddess behind the scenes.

Rhodes snapped his fingers, and a subordinate contract appeared out of Hela's mind.

Meeting her complex gaze, a mixture of shock, excitement, and even ecstasy, Rod spoke in a declarative tone, his voice calm and understated.

“Even sinners should not be playthings for the gods to please. The basic order on earth should be maintained by the law, not divine will. If it were Astraea, she would definitely say that.”

The 116th palm strike devoured seven evil gods, and then formed a contract with three goddesses! (Please customize and vote!)

Rhodes stared into Hela's clear, black-and-white eyes and delivered his final ultimatum.

"Now, either sign a contract to become my god and work with me to transform this hell."

"Either refuse my invitation and become my enemy, then I will make the god of the underworld personally experience the hell of the human world."

"What's your choice?"

silence.

After a deathly silence came an explosion of unrestrained laughter.

"Hahahaha, such a thing actually exists? There's no way someone like you could have been born into this world!"

Hela clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she almost fell over, her aloof goddess image completely gone, and even tears welled up in her eyes.

"This is so interesting! So interesting! Is this a good reward for occasionally doing a good deed? I can't believe I'm encountering something like this!"

Rod just watched her quietly, waiting for her answer.

After a long while, Hela stopped laughing. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her icy-cold right hand slowly reached out to Rhodes.

"Why even think about it? I've had enough of this boring stuff."

Her eyes shone with an unprecedented light.

"Whether you use it or treat it kindly, the power of the Goddess of Death will be used only for you from this day forward."

Congratulations on successfully forming a contract with Hela, the Queen of the Underworld, who governs death, disease, and aging!

Rod smiled and reached out to take her slender, fair hand in his.

"You won't regret it."

Hela was already getting impatient: "Now, what do you want to do?"

Rhodes’ tone was eerily calm, as if he were recounting a trivial matter.

"Give me a list first."

"Gods that are absolutely intolerable from a human value perspective, and... gods that can still be brought in as allies."

Hela, realizing what Rhodes was about to do, had no intention of dissuading him at all; instead, she enthusiastically started counting on her fingers to figure it out.

"Most of the gods in Bergen are related to the underworld, so if we're going to say that's somewhat plausible..."

"The goddess of thieves, La Verna; the goddess of the underworld, Izanami; the goddess of war, Morrigan; aside from them, almost everyone else is a hopeless bunch."

Hera paused for a moment, glanced at Rhodes slyly, and asked tentatively.

"Of course, there is also a goddess named Ramashtu, whose beauty is also absolutely stunning!"

"However, she is a goddess who specifically harms pregnant women, steals and kills babies, and is also the mastermind behind the [Parts Factory]."

Rod glanced at her, speechless.

Do you think I'm so thirsty that I'd even eat rotten, stinking meat?

This statement was clearly made by Hela, who had seen through Rhodes's preferences, to tease him.

"whee."

Hela covered her mouth and chuckled, glancing at the girl not far away who was already able to converse fluently with Dulu, and sighed.

"...She's so lucky."

Then, she turned her gaze back to Rhodes, her eyes burning with intensity.

"Now, you should tell me what to do next, right?"

Rhodes' expression was indifferent, and his tone was nonchalant.

"First, sign contracts with the goddesses you've chosen, then send away all the remaining gods."

"All the sinners in the entire city of sinners will receive a just judgment according to the laws of the human world and based on their past sins."

“You four gods will preside over this, and I will have people assist you.”

“Those whose crimes are unforgivable shall be killed on the spot, and the rest shall be assigned to labor reform according to their sentences.”

Hela looked stunned.

"I admire this clean and efficient plan, but putting aside the gods, this city is full of unruly villains. It will take a lot of manpower to control them."

"Could it be... that you brought a lot of men with you this time? How many men do you have?"

Rhodes slowly stood up.

"How many people do you need?"

"Ok?"

"I'll go and recruit a batch of people in a friendly manner right now."

"Huh? Huh? Huh???"

A luxurious room somewhere.

The goddess, her face contorted in anger, knocked over the cup, unleashing a deafening burst of divine power.

"What did you say? Someone killed all the guards at the parts yard?!"

"Was it done by people from other factions? Apche? Lavana? Or...did an outsider break in?"

"No matter who it is... I will not allow anyone to lay a finger on my toys! Gather everyone and find that person!"

However, no response came from the faction members behind them.

Ramashtu frowned and turned around, only to meet a pair of heterochromatic eyes that seemed devoid of emotion.

His left eye was pale blue, and his right eye was crimson.

An unknown entity had quietly entered the room, with a corpse cut into pieces lying on the floor behind it.

Her former subordinates clearly didn't even have time to scream before they died in an instant.

A black-haired loli with two horns on her head, thick blood dripping from her two claws.

“You…々”.

Ramashtu had barely uttered a single word when everything went black!

Typhon teleported in front of her expressionlessly, pressed a claw against her head, and slammed it against the hard corner of the table without any mercy.

Bang! ! !

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh—Damn it, how dare you...!!!"

The goddess, her eyes bulging and her face covered in blood, unleashed a furious curse.

If a fatal injury is detected to the divine body, the sealed divine power will trigger an automatic repatriation mechanism, and incidentally, the thug who harmed her will be blasted to pieces.

However, Typhon simply tossed the goddess under his feet like trash, stepped on her face with his right foot, and ground it in expressionlessly.

hum-

The divine power that was about to be unleashed instantly went silent.

"!!!"

The goddess's face was pressed firmly against the cold, dirty ground, her single remaining eye widening in disbelief.

An emotion she had never experienced before, called "fear," crept into her heart like a cold, venomous snake.

"How is this possible... This feeling... Wait, you're a god-like assassin?!"

Typhon tilted his head and said in an innocent tone.

“I… am not an assassin of the gods… My master said… I am the judge of the gods.”

If human sins can only be judged by the gods, then who should judge the sins of the gods?

Rhodes had no intention of becoming a champion of justice, but he didn't mind occupying the moral high ground either.

If sending them back to the heavens is the greatest punishment that the so-called righteous gods can impose on these evil gods, then what Rhodes needs to do is... drag them all into hell and make them his food!

The body was gradually eroded by darkness, and consciousness began to become chaotic.

"Not malice from the dungeon... but a judgment from humanity... hehehe..."

Ramashtu laughed loudly and uttered a grief-stricken and insane curse.

"As expected of the unknown lower realm, anything can happen, but I will never be alone... I'll be waiting for you there... Hahahaha!"

After sending Ramashtu into the Divine Might Space, Typhon slowly walked into the shadows, his soft voice echoing in the empty room.

"Six more..."

Following them were Ravana, the god of Rakshasa; Eshu, the god of trickery; Chernobog, the god of darkness; Apche, the god of death; Mote, the god of drought; and Angra Mainyu, the god of evil.

A total of seven evil gods were nailed to crosses that bound their divine power, joining their predecessor Apollo.

With the loss of their supreme god, all factions in the entire city of sinners instantly descended into chaos.

The bloodthirsty villains broke free of their last shackles, brandishing their swords and engaging in a frenzied slaughter.

Fighting is breaking out in every corner of the city.

"stop."

Pride's figure quietly appeared in the center of one of the most chaotic battlefields.

However, no one paid any attention to her.

Instead, several men, blinded by desire, rushed toward her laughing.

Pride remained unfazed and simply waved his hand casually.