Chapter 821

The changes in the new node "the insulter of the church" have silenced all the audience.

As a lover, Frieda no longer expects Walter to be reborn through trial and transformation.

Now she only hopes that Walter Cranston will not slide into deeper darkness. The high divine posture may represent incomparably powerful power, but Frieda knows that it is not the real Walter Cranston.

At this time, in fact, other dream seeds have selected their families and sent them to the country to participate in the trial.

But even Tangqi, more attention was attracted by Walter.

As a master, he is not only curious about the outcome of the "son of justice", but also curious about what is breeding in the node.

"The node of the church insulter comes from self experience, from the thorns code, blissful mysterious graffiti and other sacred objects. The main body is completely around Martin Sims, the holy confessor, just as the main body of the pig Monster Farm is the three pink pig monsters, and the main body of the candle street is the little girl."

"According to common sense, nothing else will appear in the node. At least it should not exceed the power of confession, code and so on."

"But now..."

Tang Qi's eyes are fully aware of the strange forces rapidly deriving from the node at the moment.

It's not right to say strange, because he felt the power not long ago.

In the body of the "human evil ghost" in heihuo City, it is a power with an extraordinary level that is not weaker than the dream divinity and the furnace divinity. It is another source with a very high level in the boundless mystery, that is... Chaos.

In the origin star, the evil ghost is the host of a chaotic divine power.

He did not enter the Kingdom, and naturally he could not bring chaos into the divinity.

But this second, Tang Qi, as the master, could clearly feel that there was a strange source force among his many divinities.

The book of nothingness is turning, and a page is slowly fixed, on which is a cosmic picture filled with countless chaotic lines.

The realm of gods dominated by false dreams has once again added an extremely weak realm... Chaos after "life", "true love", "soul", "desire" and so on.

Although compared with other divine forces, this chaos is as weak as a candle and may be extinguished at any time.

But Tang Qi's perception will not go wrong, and his scope of authority will expand out of thin air.

The source of chaos and growing divinity is the "church insulter" node.

Walter Cranston's rule is being challenged.

His faith is undoubtedly full of justice, worthy of the title of the son of justice.

But this alone is not enough. No matter which world is not black or white, unless each of Walter's subjects is his replica, conflict will be born.

When his words are above all rules, the city of justice first represses and then starts to agitate. The suppressed desire will not disappear, but will accumulate, breed more terrible things, and finally eat Walter, the only God.

Within the node, all this evolves quickly.

In that city, human beings like "human ghosts" were not born. They can play with the son of justice like playing with Walter in the black fire market.

But never mind, the history of the human race has never lacked conspirators and degenerates.

Walter thought that the absolute justice was actually the cold iron blood rule, which lasted for a period of time.

But then, some fanatics mixed with "conspirators" began to use "Walter's oracle" to kill those enemies.

Of course, there were a large number of innocent people, and thick and smelly blood began to sputter around the city.

Walter Cranston has great power, and he should have seen it.

But it is a pity that from the moment when the thorn code failed, a crazy and chaotic atmosphere began to infect the city of justice like a virus and a plague.

This chaotic and disorderly atmosphere cannot be judged as evil.

This power is accompanied by order, swallowing desire and growing. The city of justice is infected, and Walter, as the sole ruler, cannot be exempted. He falls into chaos without a sound.

His every thought, every word, will be magnified, which has always brought great damage. This is a vicious circle.

Walter began to change, became extreme and stubborn, and focused more on implementing his beliefs.

Any opponent, even a word and a look, will immediately welcome Walter's blow.

But these were used by conspirators, and a large number of innocent people and justice upholding people were killed by Walter.

The conspirators secretly agitated recorded Walter's "evil deeds".

When the killing in the city reached a critical point, the conspirators decided to come out and pick the fruit. They called all the surviving people and announced everything in public.

In the excited recitation of conspirators, the title of Walter Cranston fell directly from "son of justice" to "tyrant", "killing Lord" and so on.

The most fatal thing is that the people choose to support the conspirators this time.

The evil deeds were not fabricated. Walter Cranston did.

The final curtain seemed to come, and Walter Cranston was driven off the stage by the angry people. The humans who had been sheltered by him roared and roared to let Walter roll down from the high position of justice consul.

The crowd in the city fell into boiling.

"Tyrant, we don't need your rule."

"Are you crazy? He'll kill all of us."

"Don't worry, some wise men speculate that once the love of the people is lost, the source of the tyrant's power will disappear."

"Really? Then we should completely overthrow him and kill him."

"The killing Lord disguised as justice, get down."

……

"Boom"

Hanging on the consul's seat over the city of justice, Walter Cranston was puzzled and even looked at the picture below in panic.

His initial idea was to kill all those who roared against him in anger.

But the next moment, he realized something.

The killing intention surging in his eyes dissipated in an instant. The white thunder world behind him suddenly became pale and weak. It had lasted for a long time. The cold and terrible majesty suffered a special blow at this moment and began to dissipate gradually.

"All the people are here? They are all against me?"

Walter seemed to lose his soul, and the scenes that took place in this node began to emerge.

Since he changed his principle and killed the damn "brain eating couple", he confirmed that killing is an absolutely necessary weapon to maintain the absolute justice in his mind. The final picture is the city of justice at this moment.

The harmony and tranquility that should have existed in this towering city have disappeared.

There are blood and corpses everywhere. In the cold air, there is a strong smell of fear and disgust.

Numb faces became fresh again in front of him, but it was the outbreak of the last moment, hysterical freshness.

"Am I wrong again?"

When Walter Cranston whispered these words, his incomparably powerful body began to become thin and shriveled again, his armor and crown were rusted, and a "dream seed" that was originally fresh and powerful but became weak after being eroded by chaos divinity rose up on his head.

It had no facial features, but it still sent a sad cry to Walter.

Obviously, the son of justice failed to live up to the call of this dream seed. As it gradually separated from Walter's body, the powerful power it gave Walter was also being taken back, and Walter began to turn into a corpse again, even more serious, sliding towards the dying skeleton when he was just selected.

"He failed!"

The ignorant forest, Stan and others sigh.

His lover, Freda Hersey, looked complex, her eyes were full of worry, and her love for Walter did not decrease at all.

Inside the experimental tower, at Tang Qi's feet, the sad frog also sighed. It was about to say something.

But at this moment, Tang Qi's voice suddenly sounded.

"Shut up, Falk."

"It's not over yet!"

Just as Tang Qi's voice fell, a figure that had disappeared for a long time reappeared in the sky of the city of justice.

Martin Sims!

The "dreamy creature" who had disappeared for too long in the node with himself as the main body looked at Walter who had become the first time. A smile of schadenfreude appeared on his withered face, and the familiar sound of thorn whip sounded.

"Pa!"

Walter, who was whipped, not only didn't wail, but looked at the returning tutor with great surprise and excitement.

Unable to wait, Walter almost shouted questions.

"Teacher, what should I do and what is absolute justice."

"If I don't kill them, chaos and evil will always exist. They will escape and continue to rage. Perhaps because I didn't kill them, more innocent people will be hurt."

"But if I insist on killing, I can't guarantee that I won't kill innocent people by mistake, let alone that I will always be fair, not deceived and not degenerate... Just like now."

"Pa!"

Walter screamed and retracted the whip again.

At the same time, there was scornful ridicule from Martin Sims, who almost pointed to Walter:

"Who do you think you are? You already know everything? Even the old master of thorns, the stupid old man of light, and the foolish new master sitting on the God's chair... They can't do what you want."

"And who do you think I am, your soul teacher? You think I'll tell you what to do, you crazy, stupid donkey."

"In my place, just order is a lump of dung, and evil chaos is another lump of dung. Every time humans enjoy bread, they smear sauce on both sides. This race will never change."

"An ugly and lost donkey, you should ask yourself, what kind of person do you want to be?"

"You kill... Or don't kill!"

"I don't care, the Lord doesn't care."

"Pa!"

The whipping of the saint confessor will only be late, but will never be absent. It is very suitable as an ending voice.