At this very moment, the mages in Endymion felt a terrifying aura emanating from that distant place.
The space between light and shadow seemed to churn and churn amidst that chaotic aura.
And in that chaotic, misty fog, they saw it.
It was an enormous figure, as grand as the distant sky.
Its jet-black and enormous body seemed to possess a chilling and intimidating power.
A pair of black wings extend from its back, the flowing, glossy black feathers exuding an aura of solemnity.
She held a dark, sharp blade, as if judging the justice in people's hearts.
The monks were shocked, as if they had touched something unseen, and their whole bodies trembled.
The mysterious image of the deity was difficult to discern; only its outline could be vaguely glimpsed.
But they still saw it.
The god's hands did not merely hold black, sharp blades.
Her left wrist, like a soft silk, lightly lifted the scales into the air.
Although Libra is also pitch black, it is a color that seems to be polluted.
Yet, it still shines with dazzling brilliance.
The elegant scales looked so harmonious in her hands.
It possesses a mysterious and unpredictable power that leaves people in awe.
Behind the chaotic clouds, there was a terrifying demonic dragon covered in sharp scales, seemingly radiating an extremely evil power.
The third-tier mages in Endymion are naturally all knowledgeable and well-informed.
When they saw that majestic figure standing proudly in the sky, they immediately recognized it.
"That, isn't that the goddess of justice!?"
Meanwhile.
Ripples spread across the central space of Endymion's first level.
Amidst the ripples, figures of mages appeared at the very center of the first level.
At this moment, the place feels incredibly crowded.
There was no other way; the mages could transmit messages very quickly.
Almost the instant the explosion occurred in the Dark Sky Zone, the news spread throughout the entire Mage Capital.
That's right.
They all heard about it.
Outside Endymion, one of the most dangerous floating islands—the Dark Sky Zone—
An extremely terrifying explosion occurred!
Many mages came because of the explosion, and naturally, they gathered in the area with the closest view to the floating island.
That is, the first level of the City of Mages.
But as soon as they arrived at the first level of this mage capital, all the newly arrived mages were dumbfounded.
As the saying goes, the mages were experienced and knowledgeable, and when they saw the dark figure in the sky, they could only respond with silence.
That being who wields the blade of justice and raises the scales of God.
She is exactly the same as the goddess of justice recorded in the annals of gods.
The goddess of justice has appeared!
This is absolutely explosive news.
That's incredible.
All the mages in the city of mages knew this.
The Council of Mages is an extremely righteous and moral organization.
Because from its inception, the parliament's standards were aligned with justice and morality.
The mages who joined the council understood this even better.
To join the council, one must pass the scales of justice to measure morality and a sense of justice.
Only those who meet the requirements will be allowed to join the parliament.
This standard, which allows only those with a sense of justice and high moral character to join the parliament, has remained in place to this day.
Therefore, any mage would believe that the Mage Council and the Goddess of Justice have some connection.
But now?
When the statue of the goddess of justice appears on Endymion, who would still think that the council and the goddess of justice have only a slight connection?
This is clearly the legitimate line of the Goddess of Justice, right here in the Council of Mages!
However, the goddess of justice before them always made them feel somewhat uncomfortable.
The goddess of justice has always been described as a noble and sacred being.
Even if a god like this doesn't radiate any holy light, shouldn't he still be dazzling with golden light?
But the goddess of justice before me...
Every part of her clothing seemed to be shrouded in darkness.
Armor, and behind him, the wings of a god representing holiness.
Even the sharp blade she held in her hand, gleaming with a fierce light, and the scales that symbolized justice and fairness, were entirely deep black.
After pondering for a long time, the old mages finally came to a collective conclusion.
And in an instant, he gained the recognition of countless mages.
"Never mind, the image of the Goddess of Justice is definitely not fake."
"That's right, although she looks a bit dark, this might just be the goddess's true appearance!"
"Indeed, after all, we've never seen a real goddess!"
Ha ha ha ha!
Amidst laughter and cheers, all the monks made their decisions.
The goddess of justice must be black!
A wondrous and extraordinary feeling surged within me, and an aura of majesty and nobility emanated continuously from the goddess's body.
But nobody noticed.
The goddess of justice stood proudly in the sky, but above her head stood a black dot the size of a sesame seed.
It was a crow.
It was completely black.
One eye was bright and piercing.
As the crow flapped its wings, the goddess with black wings seemed to be moved along with it, dancing in unison.
This goddess, representing justice, seemed to be completely controlled by the raven.
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