Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 456 The Edge of the Law

The unseen land fell into a moment of deathly silence.

Shock, panic, unease and other emotions filled the knights' hearts, making it impossible for them to calm down, and for a moment they did not know how to react.

Including the leading female knight.

After witnessing Milo ruthlessly kill two of her subordinates, the stormy light in her eyes seemed to have become somewhat dull.

...

"I thought it was something extraordinary."

Milo touched the bloodstains on his fingertips.

The blood evaporated quickly, leaving no trace on his hands.

"So it was just a Spirit Visionist projected from the Dream Realm. No wonder I couldn't touch that figure before. But, it's just a Spirit Visionist, yet it acts more imposing than a god. Really."

Milo shook his head in slight disappointment.

He pressed down slightly with the leg that was stepping on the knight's head, and the helmet and the head inside it disintegrated into smoke at the same time.

Along with it, the corpse on the ground nearby and the one nailed to the stone wall in the distance also vanished.

...

The remaining fourteen knights could no longer remain calm.

Especially the female knight at the head.

Her armored hands clenched into fists, and she stared at Milo through gritted teeth, asking each word clearly:

"Do you know what grave sin you have committed, you lowly creature?"

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"A serious crime?"

Milo shook his hand.

A sinister smile appeared on his face, a smile full of contempt and disdain.

"My God, I really don't know where you little idiots get your confidence and sense of superiority. A serious crime, huh? I'll show you what a serious crime is."

Milo actually laughed out loud.

He had faced the Old Ones, the Outer Gods, and the Old Gods of Dreams. Even an extreme being like Imnar had never shown such an extreme sense of superiority in front of Milo.

Even fully-formed Great Old Ones must treat Milo with caution, yet now several Visionaries projected from the Dream Realm are putting on airs in front of him.

I've never seen such a clown as a clown.

...

Milo simply crushed the projections of the two burly men, and she declared that Milo had committed a grave crime.

If that's the case, then Milo had no choice but to demonstrate an even more ruthless method to the Knights.

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The smoke formed from the fallen knight's projection drifted slowly with the breeze towards the shadowy area high in the sky.

But the next second, Milo's hands, covered in hideous cracks, reached into the space and pulled the two illusory wisps of smoke back!
The smoke struggled wildly, and two human faces appeared in each of Milo's palms, their faces filled with terror.

...

Upon witnessing this scene, the members of the Knights were completely thrown into a panic.

Because in that instant, Milo revealed too much information, and it was too complex and terrifying.

He pulled the souls of the Spirit Visors out of space with his bare hands, and also dragged their original souls from the Dream Realm along with them!
This is not a power that a regular psychic can wield, nor can any low-sequence spell achieve this, and even high-sequence magic may not be able to accomplish it.

Komilo did it with his bare hands!
That's not the main point. The main point is the hideous and terrifying cracks on the skin of his hands and forearms—the marks left by the blood of a god-level being...

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"Crack!!!"

The remaining fourteen knights, including the female knight who was not wearing a helmet, all drew their weapons in an instant.

The moment the female knight drew her two longswords from their sheaths, a dazzling and terrifying halo instantly illuminated the entire altar as if it were daytime.

The air instantly filled with the smell of burning.

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However, Milo calmly kneaded the two soul entities that had turned into smoke together, like wringing out a rag, ignoring their pleas and cries, and crushed them into pieces.

...

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At this moment.

A dream world.

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Inside the magnificent and dazzling Golden Law Temple, as radiant as heaven, under the watchful eyes of countless believers.

On a platform hundreds of meters high, two tall knights covered in exquisite armor collapsed to the ground. Then, their armor and flesh began to rot and decay.

In less than three seconds, the stench of decay spread throughout the temple.

They died and vanished without a trace, leaving not even ashes behind, but only a human-shaped outline on the red carpet.

In an instant, an atmosphere of fear permeated the entire temple.

Not only were the believers below the platform panicked, but even those teaching on the platform were caught off guard.

"What happened?!"

An angry questioning voice came from the high platform of the temple.

Someone quickly responded:

"They were knights who went to the world of clarity to retrieve their Eyes of Thought...two of them are dead?!"

Under the golden law, this kingdom has not seen a believer who serves the golden tree die violently for over a hundred years.

The decision to send them to that barren realm to withdraw their Eyes of Thought was made by the higher echelons of the Law. This should have been the simplest task, something that could have been accomplished effortlessly. If it weren't for ensuring the safety of this generation of still-young "Blades of the Law" on their first journey, they wouldn't have even needed to send members of the Knights to accompany them.

But this extremely simple task resulted in a death.

Moreover, they only performed a soul projection; their true bodies did not descend into the conscious world!
"How is this possible! How could the power of the conscious world possibly counteract the dream world!?" "Investigate this thoroughly!!!"

For the Golden Temple, this was a grave act of blasphemy, a desecration of the law, and a trampling of the majesty of the Golden Tree and the temple.

"Bishop, shall we recall the blade of the law?"

Just as the temple's high-ranking officials were becoming somewhat restless, a lazy voice drifted from the highest point of the hall, where the golden light was most dazzling:

"Don't panic. Let her execute that rebellious and despicable creature on the spot. Listen to me, she is the blade of the law. If she can't even overcome this hurdle, how can she become the future Valkyrie?"

"Reassure the people and believers, and wait patiently for good news."

With just a few words, as if possessing some kind of magical power, the entire restless and chaotic scene was instantly stabilized.

The carpet, stained with the marks of decaying corpses, was rolled up and removed by the servants, and the temple was restored to its spotless state, as if nothing had ever happened.

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A dark, unseen place.

Milo gestured for Daisy to move back a bit.

"Oh yeah, just hide behind that rock, cover your eyes... uh, I mean, cover your ears, and come out when I come to find you, okay?"

He calmly pulled out the rusty crowbar from behind him, swung it twice in the air with one hand, and then twisted his neck as a warm-up exercise.

The entire set of movements is simple and unadorned.

...

However, at this moment, Milo appeared to the knights like a demon crawling out of the abyss.

The air behind him was distorted, and endless dark matter surged, constantly changing into various terrifying forms, stirring up the deepest source of fear within the knights' hearts.

Before the fighting even began, their pride seemed to have been crushed under Milo's feet, and their hands, gripping their weapons, began to tremble wildly.

Under normal circumstances, any living being will have two completely different reactions when faced with heavy pressure. One is that cowardice takes the lead and the will to fight is completely lost. The other is that the apostle loses all composure and uses hysterical madness to suppress the fear in his heart.

Clearly, all the members of the Knights chose the latter.

However, it turns out that in certain specific situations, succumbing to fear is not an act of cowardice, because it stems from an innate self-preservation instinct deep within the soul of a living being.

A frenzied and fearless counterattack, when facing an invincible opponent, will lead to utter ruin.

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Bang! ! !
Bang!
Bang! ! ! !

A dozen shadowy knight figures rushed toward Milo at incredible speed.

They were incredibly imposing, even chanting some kind of proverb in an ancient language in unison.

At the same time, Milo's figure also disappeared from the spot, leaving only a faint trail of floating dust on the ground.

Then, a series of muffled sounds echoed across the altar in the unseen land.

That was the sound of steel clashing together.

No, not exactly.

Because the latter half of the heavy sound was mixed with the tearing sound of a hard object piercing through flesh.

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Everyone except the female knight rushed forward.

She was the only one who remained in the same spot.

The moment the knights launched their charge was indeed a magnificent sight, with the brilliance of various weapons intertwining in a breathtaking display.

But then a series of muffled sounds came from the air at an extremely high frequency.

The knights' shouts of maxims and slogans gradually weakened, from the initial commotion of the Fourteen Knights to a point where it seemed as if only one or two voices remained, all alone.

Moreover, the remaining voices no longer proclaimed the golden law, but instead howled in anguish.

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Most of the structure inside the altar collapsed.

The battle triggered a force field that caused the dust and sand in the ruins to churn, creating a small storm.

The storm was accompanied by the glow of electric arcs and flames.

But as time went on, the dazzling light emanating from the knight's weapon gradually diminished.

In the end, the swirling sand and dust completely faded away, leaving only an unknown black substance permeating everything.

In the very end, even the sand and dust completely turned into the color of ink.

They seemed to suddenly lose traction, settling completely to the ground in less than a few breaths.

Incidentally, they also buried the tattered armor and body parts.

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In the female knight's pupils.

She only saw the severed limbs of the Fourteen Knights' projections.

On the silent ruins of the altar, she looked around frantically, but never saw the arrogant sinner in the shirt.

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She gripped the longsword tightly with both hands, her palms already soaked with cold sweat.

Suddenly, she felt a chill on her back.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice rang in her ear, and she could even feel the other person's breath on her ear:
"You're the only one left."

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The female knight swung her sword backward in horror.

But what she saw before her was fourteen faces contorted in agony by condensed smoke, writhing and wailing in pain as they struggled and screamed at her.

"what!!!!!"

(End of this chapter)