Chapter 449 I Judge My Judgment (5000, Second Update)

After the divine official delivered his brief judgment.

Instantly, the once-silent plaza seemed to boil like volcanic lava!

"She doesn't believe in the Lord?"

"She actually doesn't follow the Covenant?"

"A pirate's child, that's not surprising, she is a descendant of sinners!"

For a time, the people were furious, and the momentum was so great that even the theoretically quiet trial venue was filled with shouts that seemed to soar into the sky.

"Judgment! Judgment! Judgment!"

Even ordinary people who hadn't come to the plaza and were still working, tourists still walking on the streets, children still playing in the streets, and even fishermen who had just returned to the port, after hearing the sound of judgment from the city center, seemed to understand each other and put down their work and play, and without exception, began to shout along.

"Judgment! Judgment! Judgment!"

In just an instant, a frenzy swept through Twilight City, and the mighty sound waves even shook the atmosphere, causing houses and glass windows to vibrate slightly.

And Aemon was one of them.

--Doesn't believe in the Lord.

That is to say, she does not abide by the Covenant, does not love exploration, and does not revere judgment.

What a heavy sin, what a terrible evil, why hasn't this kind of sin been recorded in the Covenant yet?

Presumably, the gods did not expect that among the people they sheltered, there would be sinners who would defy their great love.

And at this moment, Aemon, who was chanting loudly with the people around him, heard the Lord's rather puzzled voice.

"I keep hearing you talk about pirates... pirate's child, descendant of sinners, what exactly is going on?"

This question instantly made Aemon stop chanting, and he looked at Su Zhou in astonishment, his eyes revealing extreme doubt.

"Lord, Lord, how could you not know about pirates?"

"Those sinners who rebelled against the Holy See a hundred years ago, and the ugly gangs composed of countless apostates, how could you not know?"

"I really don't know."

Su Zhou didn't intend to hide anything, and he didn't mind Aemon's suspicion of him at all. The young man said straightforwardly: "Tell me all of this."

"...Yes."

Aemon nodded with difficulty, his brows furrowed, and he slowly explained to Su Zhou: "The origin of pirates is a group of unbelievers who actively abandoned their vows and discarded the Code."

——More than a hundred years ago, because of the occurrence of a certain event, some divine officials betrayed the Lord's love, chose to fight against the Covenant, and rejected the judgment.

They launched the largest rebellion in the Elemental Era, left the continent in continuous divine punishment, entered the sea, and became abandoned people drifting on the sea, which is now the predecessor of the pirates who cut off the Holy Fire Continent and the New World.

And after these people went to the depths of the sea, the divine punishment that should have lasted until death suddenly stopped. Since then, the ocean has become the territory of those abandoned people. They claim that the sea is an area that the gods cannot touch.

"They are all damned 'free people'."

When talking about the word freedom, Aemon clenched his fists, his tone was full of extremely strong disgust, and even his expression was full of heartfelt hatred.

"But what's wrong with freedom?"

But Su Zhou's questioning made this divine official at a loss—how could he understand that his Lord would actually ask about this? That is an existence that does not believe in Him and betrays His righteous path. What is the hidden maintenance in these words for?

——Perhaps this is a test?

Forcibly using this reason to cover up the confusion in his heart, Aemon stroked the Covenant around his waist, and then said sternly: "Too much, my Lord."

"The so-called freedom is not abiding by any precepts—they don't eat on time, they eat when they are hungry. They don't rest on time, they lie down and sleep when they are tired."

"They don't work when they are poor, they rob when they want something. They talk and discuss with people, and they fight when they are impatient."

"Freedom is laziness, willfulness, inability to restrain, and inability to predict. They will kill people because of dissatisfaction in their hearts, and they will get angry because others do not act according to their wishes—free people do not abide by the codes and vows in the Covenant. They can choose not to love others, choose to hurt others, choose to oppress, enslave, threaten, and intimidate others."

"Others apologize, and they can choose not to accept it. Others want to trade, and they can choose not to pay and rob."

"This kind of person...is a heretic!"

"Unable to communicate, absolute evil, absolute thugs! They are the enemies of all Firefolk and Windfolk!"

Saying this, Su Zhou could see that Aemon's hands were shaking—not because of fear, but because of uncontrollable anger. He knew that at this time, a raging fire was burning in the heart of the divine official: "We are people who abide by the Covenant, we have no way to actively attack these 'free' people—but they can actively attack us!"

"We are good people who abide by the Code, and they are evil people who do not abide by it. They can use the articles in the Covenant to humiliate us, but we can't retaliate against them except for judgment!"

——A gentleman can be deceived with propriety. What's more, these people in the Cycle World are not gentlemen, they simply abide by the Covenant, one hundred percent.

Su Zhou listened silently to Aemon's narrative, and in his bluish-purple dragon eyes, there was a faint flash of light, proving the restlessness in his heart.

He didn't even ask 'Why don't you resist'—because Su Zhou could guess what Aemon would answer him even with a guess.

——Because you are here, Lord of Judgment, you are the punishment for evil, we have no right to retaliate against them.

"There is definitely something wrong with this place...these people."

Thinking like this, his heart surged, Su Zhou let out a long breath, and complex thoughts churned in his heart: "No, that's not right."

"It's not them who have the problem, it's...me."

Then, he looked at the judgment seat, his bluish-purple dragon eyes staring at the Windfolk girl who had already fainted, and was tied to the rack to be judged just because she was a pirate's child.

"Just because she is a pirate's child, why are you so sure that she doesn't believe in the Lord?" the young man muttered to himself.

And Aemon replied easily: "If she really believes in the Lord, then in the subsequent judgment, you, Lord, will definitely not choose to punish her."

Speaking of this, the divine official suddenly realized why the Lord had asked those questions before—could it be that this pirate's child really believed in God? So that's it, if that's the case, then everything can be explained.

If that's the case, then they have really mistreated their compatriots and hurt an innocent good person, no wonder the Lord was so confused just now.

Aemon felt that he understood, but other ordinary people around him didn't know.

After the divine official on the stage made a brief announcement, everyone had already clasped their hands together, closed their eyes and prayed, praying for the arrival of judgment.

Before Su Zhou could think, he sensed again that a huge wave of wish power, far greater than before when he judged the old man who spread the plague, was surging towards him like a tsunami, wanting to borrow his power to inflict thunder punishment and judgment.

And it was this behavior that finally made Su Zhou understand.

"This judgment...doesn't have a standard at all to determine whether this person is guilty!"

In the soul space, Su Zhou's soul felt the chains of wish power pouring in from all directions, each golden and dazzling line representing the convergence of hundreds or thousands of people's beliefs.

They rose from the plaza of Twilight City, and then poured into the place where the 'god' responded to by the people, that is, the place where Su Zhou was...and then, they prayed to him for strength.

Judging whether it is evil? There is no such procedure. Determining whether there is guilt? There is no such regulation. How serious is the crime? There is also no such standard.

The greater the wish power, the greater the power that can be borrowed, and the heavier the result of the judgment.

A thousand fingers pointing, dying without disease—when tens of thousands of people say that a person is evil, then even if that person has not done anything evil, the wish power will respond to the power of God and turn it into dust.

——Misunderstanding?

We humans can misunderstand, can God misunderstand? God is always righteous! If this person is guilty, then God will punish him, if this person is innocent, God will naturally let him go!

In the soul space, Su Zhou silently restrained all the wish power chains condensed from wish power, but a great fear arose in his heart.

"No, God is not righteous...even, there is no God at all...I have only just come to the Cycle World for three days, before that, I was not in this world at all."

"For the hundreds of years before, did the Judgment God you believed in exist? Even if it exists, how would He respond to your wishes?"

"Is there a standard, or is it like now...just relying on the size of the wish power to lend out power and impose judgment?!"

Restraining the wish power in his hand, Su Zhou did not lend the power to them. He originally intended to forcibly drag on for five minutes, so that the divine official would declare the girl above innocent—no matter what, a world where not believing in the Lord is equal to sin and requires judgment is really too unreasonable.

There are ten thousand 'better' ways to deal with this problem, so why use this most extreme punishment?

However, what he thought did not mean that wish power thought so.

Seemingly realizing that power could not be borrowed from this side, all the wish power that extended towards Su Zhou disappeared.

In the invisible spirit world, above the plaza of Twilight City, golden wish power light spots floated above everyone's heads. They no longer converged towards Su Zhou, but swarmed towards the sky, the firmament, and even the top of the world, the inner side of the world!

In an instant, it was like countless stars straight into the clouds. A beam of wish power light that was towering in Su Zhou's eyes penetrated the spirit world and went straight into the distant end of the sky!

Then...something huge awakened from its slumber.

【Wish...I, am listening.】

That was the rumbling thunder in the spirit world that humans could not hear, even divine officials could not hear. It was a 'voice' made of endless wish power that only responded to vibrations with wish power.

And in the beam of wish power light that roared towards that voice, there was only one wish that could be heard clearly.

【My Lord, Lord of Judgment—punish this unbelieving evildoer!】

Then, that voice accepted all the wish power, and He gladly agreed.

【Wish...fulfilled.】

Real world.

Suddenly, there was a piercing wind from the top of the sky.

——Rumble!

Thunder roared.

In the depths of the deep and dark dark clouds, a golden light suddenly lit up—this light was born out of thin air, and in just a short moment, it condensed into an extremely dazzling thunder light. It traversed among the dark clouds, blooming with thunder snakes, and releasing an incomparably dangerous aura.

Then, in the next moment, this thunder light struck straight down towards the Windfolk girl on the judgment seat who had long since fainted!

On the plaza, everyone couldn't help but want to cheer—look, the Lord of Judgment has once again descended punishment, He will judge unbelievers! Judge these apostates!

"Huh?"

Aemon also felt a burst of confusion in addition to his joy.

He had just thought that the Lord would pardon this 'faithful' Windfolk innocent, but who knew that judgment would still come?

Did he misunderstand, or what happened?

But in any case, the thunder punishment has already struck down, and unbelievers will be reduced to ashes—

No.

Will not.

Suddenly, under the joyful and pious gaze of everyone in Twilight City, the golden thunder suddenly stagnated in mid-air when it was halfway down.

Not only that.

People found that not only the thunder, but also themselves, fallen leaves, dust, flowing clouds, and even the entire world, were frozen in place by a gentle but incomparably powerful force, and did not move at all.

The wind stopped, the water solidified, the clouds no longer flowed, the dust no longer fell, everything was still in place, only the eyes could see the front.

Aemon was also frozen in place. He didn't understand what was going on at first, but he saw that his Lord was moving.

The young man stepped silently, and he walked towards the center of the plaza. The crowd gave way as if they were separated, and he stepped onto the judgment seat. Under the gaze of everyone mixed with shock, doubt, and bewilderment, he came to the side of the Windfolk child.

Aemon saw that the Lord raised his hand and pointed to the golden thunder light that was falling.

"You are wrong."

A voice of declaration sounded.

Thus, this wish power golden thunder dissipated like a bubble, turning into nothing—even the dark clouds above the thunder light, and the sparse drizzle, all dissipated into nothingness. A huge circular cloud hole with a diameter of dozens of kilometers appeared above Twilight City, causing the golden afternoon sunlight to shine on the city, turning it into a sunny day.

Then, time began to flow.

Tens of thousands of people raised their heads, staring at the vast cloud hole above the sky, which was large enough to cover most of the city, and then they lowered their heads, and looked up at the figure on the stage with shocked and dazed eyes.

That was a young figure with long black hair, unclear image, unclear face, but incomparably sacred, incomparably perfect, almost like an incarnation of a god.

No... not an incarnation of a god.

He is God!

Behind that figure, a huge white dragon phantom was faintly emerging, and the bluish-purple eye of judgment was rotating on top of the giant dragon's phantom head, releasing thunder light that seemed real, just like in myths and legends, the immortal white dragon that controlled thunder and imposed eternal judgment on all things!

Rumble! There were no dark clouds, but thunder exploded out of thin air, causing the earth to shake.

Twilight City Plaza, when the thunder exploded, after a brief silence, everyone began to exclaim uncontrollably.

"Ah, this, this is?!"

"Lord!"

"It's the Lord!"

"Lord of Judgment! It's the Lord of Judgment!"

In an instant, no one was standing on the entire plaza.

Everyone was crawling on the ground, bowing and worshiping the voice on the judgment seat, incomparably devout, without any second words.

——Unbelievers? Doesn't matter.

——The thunder light was clearly struck down but was scattered? Doesn't matter.

——Is that unbeliever guilty? Doesn't matter at all.

Everything doesn't matter.

Whether it was a divine official or an ordinary person, a priest or a knight, even the chief priest Gelo, who had already left the plaza and returned to the Twilight City Temple, after sensing the aura on the plaza, knelt on the ground at the first time, clasped his hands together, and worshiped piously.

He could see that a huge illusory white dragon phantom was standing in the center of the city, standing in the center of the cloud hole with a diameter of dozens of kilometers, bathing in the golden sunlight, just like the embodiment of all solemnity in the hearts of all things.

"Lord, could it be that the divine descent a few days ago, you have really descended?!"

But the Lord did not respond to any prayers, cheers, and worship.

Su Zhou stood on the judgment seat, removing the concealment of his spiritual power and his presence.

He silently glanced around the crowd who were worshiping and praying to him, and glanced around this city that was rejoicing because of the 'descent of the true God'.

"Lord of Judgment...no, there is no such thing."

The young man murmured to himself: "God is you yourselves."

The will of God is the will of man...

As long as you pray, then God will respond—at least for that 'Lord of Judgment', that is the case.

Justice? Righteousness? Judgment? Joke.

This is just the tyranny of the majority.

As long as the majority believes that a person is wrong, then no matter whether he is innocent or not, then he is wrong.

Just because they don't believe in God, don't follow the correct Covenant, and are hated by the vast majority of people, they have to die. What does such a world, such a judgment, have to do with justice?

In other words...

If someone thinks that another person is wrong, then no matter whether the other person is innocent or not, then the other person is also wrong for someone.

What a familiar argument... it's almost the same, even, the majority party has at least more people, but someone's idea is just his own self-entertainment.

Too ridiculous, such faith, judgment, and deity.

And the order of this world.

So, the next moment.

The joyful and excited crowd heard the voice from their 'Lord'.

Under the white dragon phantom that pierced through the clouds, the sacred incarnation that could not be looked directly at and whose face could not be seen spoke.

"Such judgment."

The young man, as the Devil Lord of Devouring Evil, said word by word in a difficult tone as if denying himself.

"Is wrong."

There will be an update in the evening, also a big chapter