I've only just realized that the Vaanlete Cult is not an organization that can be destroyed overnight.

Fortunately, my talk of "flattening him" was just me talking nonsense, and no one else knew about it.

Otherwise, we would be laughed at, but now that we can wipe out most of his power in about half a month, we can be proud.

All the subordinates cooperated immediately, kneeling on one knee and saying, "We will obey your orders."

Then the massacre began; during an avalanche, not a single snowflake was innocent.

If their sect can grow to this extent in this principality, how many of the citizens can you say are innocent?

I don't have time to distinguish them one by one, so I can only leave it to fate.

With the addition of the centipede puppet, a total of eleven combatants at the fourth realm began their massacre, wiping out the entire capital of the Duchy of Paulai.

The capital city already had few skilled fighters left, and now it's even more vulnerable to being slaughtered.

But even under these circumstances, people are still rushing towards Paulai; a group of people with distinctive attire are speeding towards them.

Judging from their appearance, they should be a small squad of knights from the "Papal Court," a dominant force in the Western Continent.

The leader was a very young man, followed by four companions; they continued moving in this direction.

However, they only set off after the evil gods had retreated; their target was clearly me.

I didn't pay any attention; I just stood there resting. They were riding exotic horses.

So they quickly arrived before me, immediately knelt down, and began begging me to spare the Duchy of Paulai.

Without turning my head, I asked, "Why?"

He was speechless for a moment, and just silently began to kowtow. I was very puzzled by his strange behavior.

He was speechless, and the fact that he didn't say anything empty or pretentious to appease me speaks volumes about his behavior.

He himself didn't agree with it, but he put aside his dignity and begged me, which means it was his personal reason.

My curiosity was immediately piqued, and my gossip-loving spirit was burning brightly.

A mischievous thought crept into my mind: something's up. Just then, Jiu Yuan patted me and pointed in the direction of the capital.

I looked around and saw a scene that I will never forget.

In the ruins of the city, a girl in a white dress...

They were walking towards me, bowing with each step, and there were many ordinary people along the way.

While clearing the road ahead for her, she paid no heed to the dangers around her.

She continued walking, and the people gathered around her were all quietly helping her.

Actually, it's not us destroying the cities; it's the city's own rioters committing the violence.

My men are mainly slaughtering them.

But no matter how good my intentions were, war is war.

There is only a difference in stance, not in justice or evil. Once you choose a different stance, you become opposing enemies.

Any method is acceptable when dealing with an enemy; is he a demon to me, or a hero to me?

I am now a demon who has brought destruction to my enemies.

The woman didn't say anything, she just silently kowtowed; it was clear she wasn't slacking off.

Blood was already starting to flow from her head, and her actions hadn't been in vain; some people were already moved by her.

At this moment, Gojo and Sensui were already standing guard nearby, blocking the thugs rushing in this direction.

Moreover, the only one left fighting on the scene was Doflamingo.

His experiences had made him incapable of sympathizing with such things anymore, because when he went through all of that,

There was no one to save him, and now he doesn't want anyone to save the country.