Viktor stood atop the tallest bell tower in Shulburn, silently observing the angel, originally formed from the flesh and blood of countless believers, fall once more.
Those deep eyes were as still as a deep well, as if they were telling you that he had already foreseen everything that was happening before his eyes.
The hazy afterglow cast its last golden rays upon the shattered city, and a serene stillness enveloped the land.
Although his attack did not completely destroy the angel, it was enough to cause serious injury.
The damage of the skill 【Astraea's Divine Judgment】 depends on the opponent's Justice value.
It can deal up to 4000% extra damage.
Ironically, however, these believers in the goddess of justice have surprisingly low justice values.
If they are judged by the scales of justice, the justice value revealed is often negative.
After all, it's hard to imagine that these believers would stop at nothing to welcome the goddess's return.
While the goddess of justice may be unwavering in her righteousness, she would never arbitrarily label someone as absolutely evil and simply and brutally erase them.
They commit evil deeds and then glorify them as righteous acts performed to summon the goddess of justice back to earth.
Or, from their own perspective, they subjectively and stubbornly regard those who obstruct their plans as absolutely evil.
They even sacrificed their lives and committed greater crimes in order to bring back the goddess.
All of this seemed to be done to attract the goddess's attention.
It is hoped that the goddess, seeing the evil in the human world, will return to humanity out of a sense of justice.
But the goddess of justice wouldn't be that foolish.
Her scales can be used to judge the absolute good and evil in the world, and these believers who blindly worship her are obviously sinful.
Finally, Gwen, during the time of the Goddess of Justice, wiped out all these believers.
This is extremely sad for believers.
The goddess they so eagerly awaited returned to the human world, and her first act was to annihilate them all.
But perhaps this is exactly the ending they wanted.
Victor looked down at the blasphemous angel, now submerged in the smoke and cleaved in two.
Watching the severed body slowly merge back together with the help of countless tentacles, black flesh and blood intertwined and regenerated.
The eerie tentacles gradually merged into one, allowing the mangled body to slowly recover.
Victor's goal was simple.
Since the return of the gods is difficult to prevent.
Then, before the Goddess of Justice returns, in her name, let all these evil believers be wiped out.
At that moment, Viktor slowly raised his hand, and the golden bird-head staff in his right hand gradually rose higher.
"I'll kill you all first."
At the same time, the goddess of justice in the sky slowly raised her jet-black blade.
The world was plunged back into deep darkness, and the last glimmer of dim light gradually faded away.
Whoosh!
Once again, the dazzling white light suddenly tore through the darkness.
A sharp blade pierced through the mangled body that had already fallen into the earth.
In an instant, the blazing daylight spread across the entire world.
A dazzling light burst forth from the crack in the light and spread out to both sides.
A violent shockwave rose from the ground, pushing outwards towards both sides of the darkness.
Sandstone flew everywhere, and soil and rocks blocked out the sun.
A sharp roar exploded in the invisible air, tearing a sharp crack through the silent sky.
As the light enveloped it, the dark body that had blasphemed the angel shattered completely, piece by piece.
The tiny tentacles curled up in the scorching light, chunks of flesh contracted and congealed, unleashing a mournful wail across the land.
The howl echoed throughout Shulbon, and the sharp roar made the already broken houses even more shattered.
Even residents dozens of miles away from the center of Shulbourne heard the sharp whistling sound.
Surrounded by countless mages, they felt their eardrums pierced by a sharp roar.
Consciousness gradually became blurred and maddened amidst the screams.
Countless residents stood still, veins bulging on their heads, their pupils filled with scarlet blood vessels.
They clutched their heads, bent over, and were in great pain.
The voice echoed in their minds, like a tide of mental pollution sweeping over their reason.
It felt as if something violent was about to burst forth from within me.
Evil thoughts rapidly filled my mind, and countless sins began to grow and expand at an alarming rate.
Atop the clock tower, Victor listened calmly as the piercing roar echoed across the land, muttering to himself:
"How many companions can you summon with the mournful cry of 100,000 people?"
Believers share a unified ideology; they can be viewed as individuals, yet they are not entirely individuals.
In short, believers only constitute a true individual when they unite.
If they do not merge, their individual pain cannot infect other believers.
Even if believers are suddenly wiped out, it will not attract the attention of the community.
After all, they are numerous, and if one is lost, another will brainwash other humans to make up for it.
The angelic form that just appeared in the city center was brainwashing other humans.
The holy light emanating from it made people mistake it for the light of justice.
Humans enveloped in this holy light will find that the hatred hidden in their hearts is awakened.
This hatred even includes all sorts of petty resentments.
Struggles over interests, family entanglements, the hatred of losing a wife, and even everyday interpersonal friction.
These evil thoughts are buried deep in people's hearts and have never been released.
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