The light seemed to have substance, and Meng Yi felt like a bug frozen in amber, unable to move.

Not long after, the restraints on his body gradually faded, and his mobility was restored.

He did not try to escape again. Facing this binding power, he could not escape at all.

He turned around and looked towards the light source. There was an eyeball emitting dazzling light suspended in the air, and the light gradually converged into it.

The Judge tilted his head back slightly, and the eyeball spun back and embedded itself in his left eye socket, which was black and still bleeding.

The blood beads swirling around him on the ground now flew up from the ground as if they had received some kind of call, forming a thin line of blood that filled his eye sockets.

He raised his hand to wipe his cheek, then spread his skinny hand in front of his eyes, looking at his bloody hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

Under the cover of night, the garden fell into silence for a moment.

Everyone stared at the judge, waiting for his final decision.

The group of divinely blessed people who had just escaped from the Garden returned one after another after noticing the light here, and now stood by with their hands held.

It doesn't look like he's running away from the battlefield.

Meng Yi took a small breath and prepared to try to enter the red fog if anything went wrong.

You can't chase him into the red fog space, right?

The judge seemed to have figured something out and turned to look at Meng Yi.

"What do you remember about your experience receiving divine grace?"

His tone was questioning rather than questioning.

Meng Yi instantly decided to agree with Cen Qiyun. Since so many people at the scene said it was the Kingdom of God, he could say the same.

It's just piety.

Can't I believe in myself?

He was as enthusiastic as he could be:

"I...will enter the Kingdom of God and see salvation."

As for divine grace, he wanted to be consistent with his previous statement:

"The process of obtaining divine grace... I'm not really clear on it."

The Judge stared at him with his bloody eyes, not using the "searchlight" mode this time. It seemed that he just wanted to use his expression to determine whether he was lying.

Meng Yi was worried...

The judge clenched his cane in his withered hands and slammed it shut.

Du——

The voice echoed in everyone's heart.

"After review by the Judgment Department, the ceremony was successfully completed. These 340 individuals will retain their human status."

"Cen Qiyun, please report to the Criminal Justice Department on your own. I don't want to waste manpower detaining you."

After saying this, the judge turned around and walked out. His thin and withered body made it difficult for him to move.

Suo Cheng was covered in blood at this time. He looked at Hao, remained silent, turned around and followed the judge.

Meng Yi was somewhat at a loss. This was too anticlimactic, wasn't it?!

He couldn't quite adapt to these people's style of doing things.

He was madly complaining in his heart:

"Shouldn't I, a possible suspect, be arrested?

Have you guys figured it out yet?

I don’t understand anything!”

Hundreds of believers around began to disperse, and Meng Yi's face became even more strange....Why are these people so calm?

Also, he stared at Cen Qiyun who was far away, not knowing whether he should call her.

We are the subordinates of a god, right?

Why not keep in touch with each other and discuss how to conduct business?

Don’t we need to spread the name of God and expand His faith?

Oh...it seems he didn't give himself a name either.

He looked around in a daze. Those people pulled up the torches and carried them away.

Meng Yi looked at the last lonely torch and calmed himself down.

Okay, I’ll go home first and slowly sort out my thoughts.

He recalled his original address: outer city, first block, No. 102.

It’s not that close, about 10 miles from here.

Walking all the way here barefoot?