Su Changxing stopped, turned around and looked back.

I saw that blurry figure again, swaying, holding a long sword and a scale, and the hanging sharp blade followed.

Dong dong dong~

The familiar sound was like a wooden hammer hitting the table, each sound was sonorous and powerful.

The **** who symbolizes judgment has been chasing him, and he was almost caught several times, but this time he finally couldn't escape.

"Is there a way to find my location accurately?" Su Changxing sighed, glanced at the hand of the ancient **** that exuded dark golden light, and felt sure.

The wounds on his body have recovered to some extent. Because the empire has expanded its territory and has more faith, his strength is stronger than before. In addition, he has understood part of the mystery of the ancient god's hand, so this battle It may not be impossible to win.

"I hate humans the most." The snakehead spoke in a calm tone.

"Humans are okay, weren't you once a human?" Goutou followed, smiling.

"That's why I hate it. Greed and depravity without restraint will destroy everything. Isn't it the source of turmoil?" The snake head looked at Su Changxing and gave a strange smile, "It is really powerful to become a **** in a mortal body. But you have come to an end. The Mother Goddess declares you guilty."

"Do you have anything to retort?"

The other party did not take action immediately, but communicated with him calmly.

[Pangomis: The God of Judgment, who punishes with swords and judges with scales, ignores everything and only follows the principles of order. The snake head represents hatred and jealousy, and the dog head represents friendship and family affection. 】

Far away, the sword seemed to be against his neck, and it could cut through and sever his neck with just a little effort.

Judgment!

He seemed to be standing in a dark courtroom, with the judge in front of him looking down at him, holding a sword in one hand and a scale in the other, weighing fairness and guilt.

It seems absurd to weigh the guilt of a god.

Su Changxing felt puzzled: "Does the Mother Goddess think I am guilty, so am I guilty?"

The snakehead sneered: "Of course, the Mother Goddess is the greatest order in the world, and your existence itself is a sin."

The dog head followed and said: "Can you accept our trial?"

Su Changxing raised his eyebrows, realizing that he couldn't accept it at this time, otherwise he would stretch his neck and let the other side chop him.

Once he accepts his crime, he denies his own existence and will be easily killed by the other party.

"Will the Mother Goddess be guilty?" Su Changxing asked rhetorically instead of answering the question.

The snake head showed a mocking look: "The Mother Goddess, as an order, will naturally have no problems."

"Do you want to be judged?"

The dog head also said: "Do you want to accept the trial?"

The words echoed in the space, and Su Changxing felt his heart begin to beat violently, and uneasiness came over him. The invisible sword slowly approached, inserted into his brain, and stabbed down inch by inch. Severe pain came over him, with regret. the taste of.

Mortal regret is often not due to one's own crimes, but due to pain and fear of death.

Judgment exists to maintain order, and with absolute majesty, no one can touch its bottom line.

Except for chaos, everything is in order and operates according to reasonable rules.

Even the Zerg, known for their chaos, are like this.

It was completely different from what Su Changxing expected. Before he could resist, he was nailed to the cross. A sword was inserted into his body from above his head, and a sword penetrated the cross from his chest. Bright red blood overflowed from the wound.

He seemed to be a mortal again, with flesh and blood, deprived of his divine body, and about to die.

Fear struck, and the expression on Su Changxing's face became distorted. It is normal for mortals to be afraid, and it is not wrong to be afraid of death.

"Don't you feel heavy carrying the crime?" Goutou said calmly, and stabbed Su Changxing with another sword, which penetrated his face.

Finally no longer alive, Su Changxing turned into a corpse that could neither move nor speak.

"It's over." Pangumis turned around and was about to leave. She was stunned for a moment and looked back.

The body that was supposed to be dead actually started to move again, and black snow fell from the sky.

"This is not snow, it is feathers, but it is cold." The snake head said doubtfully, the white light was covered up, and the surroundings were filled with black mist.

Su Changxing opened his eyes fiercely, with a ferocious look on his face, half of his face torn open: "Speaking of which, are you really qualified to judge me?"

Pangumis raised her sword again and pierced Su Changxing's body: "As long as it is a crime, I can judge it."

"What if it's the mother of the black goat?" Su Changxing asked again.

Pangumis didn't answer, and pierced Su Changxing's body with another sword, and the blood dyed the cross red.

Pangumis also felt strange. Normally, Su Changxing should be dead, and his rules were obviously broken.

He was not allowed to think deeply, so he could only repeat the previous process and try to kill Su Changxing.

A sickle protruded from Su Changxing's abdomen, followed by a hand, and then a person opened his abdomen and crawled out.

The sickle also penetrated Pangumis' body, drawing a semicircle, and fixed it on the huge cross.

"What if you are guilty of a crime!" Su Changxing said with a look of contempt. The sickle in his hand unknowingly turned silver-white, entwined with the rules of sanctions.

The head snake was furious and seemed to be extremely humiliated: "It's not your turn, a lowly god!"

Bang ~

The cross exploded.

Pangumis broke free from the restraints and looked around, but Su Changxing was nowhere to be seen. She had to look for him again in the endless starry sky.

Su Changxing carried the silver-white scythe and fled in the chaos. Over the past few days, he had collected some rules about sanctions, so he found a loophole and escaped from Pangomis' hands, but was injured again.

This time the trauma was not serious, much better than the time when he met the Mother of the Black Goat.

As we continue to move forward in chaos, UU Reading www.uukanshu. com The crack in his chest quickly disappeared and recovered at an astonishing speed.

This has the advantage of having huge faith as a support. At least it can recover quickly if it is hit hard. If it were an ordinary god, it would probably take a long time.

Among the countless gods, generally only the upper gods can have believers, and only some of them. Not all gods need believers.

Those who have believers are usually foreign gods, who are relatively friendly to mortals. For example, the old rulers will never take the initiative to recruit believers. Even if they have believers, it will be those believers who are influenced to come to their doorstep.

Su Changxing silently calculated that it would take some time for Pangumis to find him every time he was lost. It should be through some special method to obtain his position in the chaos, which was related to the rules.

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