People are busy cutting paper, painting, learning, building, treating the sick and saving lives, and making tools.

Meanwhile, the sheriffs, city guards, and judges watched coldly as the Lord of Thunder was surrounded by the city.

An Ge's heart stirred slightly.

He even saw all sorts of flying machines—oh…those weren’t illusions, they were real things.

A vast array of technologically advanced unmanned structures formed a massive cage, with dense red light crisscrossing all around.

Between the lines was a semi-transparent red energy curtain, locking the Lord of Thunder inside.

No matter how wildly the lightning struck, it could not break through the invisible barrier.

The mechanical cage was shrinking in size, and seventeen illusory cities were slowly closing in, the silver chains of order rattling softly.

However, the Thunder Lord's behavior was unusually abnormal.

He has hundreds of heads and thousands of arms, and at this moment each head seems to have its own thoughts, and each arm has a different purpose.

Rumble... streaks of lightning scattered.

Paintings, sculptures, and songs danced wildly in all directions, without a common goal, and even conflicting with each other.

The Lord of Thunder briefly fell into the various fantasies he had woven long ago, dominated and seduced by desire.

His thoughts were in turmoil due to a variety of complex ideas, making it impossible for him to form a unified idea.

This wasn't a big problem, and He could have solved it in a short time. However, Yu Xuan didn't give Him that chance.

Silvery-white illusory chains of order stretched across the sky, weaving through thunderclouds, while various hastily fabricated laws restricted the Lord of Thunder from all angles.

The dense array of mechanical constructs did not spare him either; numerous small drones, though not large in size, relentlessly launched various attacks.

Not deadly enough, but annoying enough.

This gave the Lord of Thunder the illusion that he was facing the Mother Goddess of Ten Thousand Insects.

An Ge continued to approach, and soon, Yu Xuan's figure was reflected in his pupils, the cold, hard lines on the other's face were particularly clear in his eyes.

Splash...

The silvery-white chains of order continued to tighten, and Yu Xuan, located in the very center of the seventeen cities, looked down at the Lord of Thunder.

As he looked, it was as if he heard some silent command, and all the noise in the city disappeared at the same time.

The illusory, hazy figures all turned their heads, and across the crowd and buildings, they all silently looked toward the location of the Lord of Thunder.

Students, teachers, drivers, workers, doctors, artisans, researchers, government officials...

All eyes were on him, bringing indescribable pressure to the Lord of Thunder.

Above His head, a scroll of civilization slowly unfolded.

Human civilization has been passed down for hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of generations. Its magnificent and vast history is so profound and extensive.

The extremely dense thunderclouds retreated uncontrollably, trembling under the gaze of the crowd and the heavy pressure of civilization.

Today, the forces of order and civilization are converging harmoniously, complementing each other.

The thunder that had been echoing for so long had vanished, and now the sky was utterly silent.

The Thunder Lord's eyes regained their clarity.

Then, a chilling, unified shout rang in His ears: "After a public trial by humankind, we sentence you... to death!"

Click...

Under the immense pressure, the Thunder Lord's body groaned in pain.

Pika…

Lightning flashed like fireworks.

In An Ge's eyes, the Lord of Thunder... is torn to pieces!