Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 746 Son of Blasphemy
Killing criminals is merely a pledge of loyalty.

What made the Golden Law group hesitate was actually the resurrection power of the Serpent People.

After the Blood Moon, all the gods encountered problems. The blessings bestowed upon believers by the various temples in the past have all lost their most powerful effect—resurrection. This is still a secret among the various levels of the Dream Realm, known only to the highest-ranking beings. However, if the blade of law, which carries the faith of countless golden citizens, were to fall, it would have to wait until the next blade is born, which would be a long time from now. No one can calculate how much faith will be lost in the meantime.

However, the snake-people's strange power of rebirth is not within the scope of the blessings; it is an innate power of order inherent to the snake-people...

However, this comes at a price.

Give up half of your faith, or give it all up.

How could the elders in the temple not understand this?

Compared to the millennia-long heritage of the temple, what is the innocence of a mere blade? You must remember that when the Golden Tree was still weak, it was countless blades of law who sacrificed their lives in the war against the stars to bring about the current golden age.

Sacrificing oneself for the law is the duty of the blade.

If we follow the attitude of her foster father, Elder Hastings, who prioritizes the purity of the blade, then we are putting the cart before the horse.

...

This is also the inner thought of most people within the Golden Law group.

The reason why no one is willing to explicitly point this out is probably because they don't want to be the sinner who leads this blasphemous will. After all, there has never been a precedent in history of turning the Blade of Law into another race. To put it more seriously, once the Blade grows scales and a long tongue, she will be a hybrid, which is also a blasphemy against the Golden Will.

……

However, the fact that no one was willing to play the role of the sinner in the open did not prevent them from pushing things forward in secret.

...

Inside the royal castle of the city-state of Salub.

This once-noble Winged High City has now been completely reduced to the backyard garden of the Serpent King's son.

The winged Salub hybrid spirit-seeers who guarded the royal family had all been crushed to pieces, including the king they served and the supreme ruler whom the entire city-state worshipped.

And all of this happened on the very first day of Woti Ig's arrival.

The Salub hybrids serve a descendant of an ancient being, who is revered as a god in the world of winged hybrids.

Ultimately, he was just a pathetic hybrid who gained a high status and power simply because a portion of his bloodline came from a certain ancient being.

However, all of this is insignificant in the face of the true offspring of the gods.

In front of the members of the Salub royal family, Woti Ig tore off the wings of the god they regarded and nailed them to the altar that had been built specifically to worship him; the corpse was still bleeding.

The royal family was subsequently massacred, leaving only their beautiful offspring. These young, mixed-race children, supported by the entire city-state, became the objects of Woti Ig's lustful desires.

For several days in a row, the royal castle echoed with the wails and screams of noble princesses and princes.

……

Even when the envoys from the Golden Kingdom secretly visited, Woti Ig was still engaging in his despicable acts.

These are the Golden Laws and their ilk mentioned earlier, who are secretly pushing the events forward.

This man is a loyal believer who has followed the Golden Tree since the beginning of the Golden Law. Before the temple was built, he was a deacon of the church. Now, his hair and beard are all white, and he is one of the elders of the temple.

The elder changed his usual high-profile style, even replacing his spotless white holy robe with a low-key gray robe.

As he stepped out of the largest mirror in the Salub royal courtyard, he turned a corner and bumped right into Ig's eldest son ravaging one of the Salub princesses.

The opponent's white feathers on its wings had been torn and scattered all over the ground, filthy and disgusting. Its frail body was pressed against the table in the royal council hall, covered in blood and tears.

In fact, even the hybrid royals are not the type that human aesthetics can accept. Even the most human-like ones, after taking off their clothes, will reveal some strange limb structures that would not inspire any evil thoughts. But it is clear that the snake-man does not mind these things. On the contrary, it seems to stimulate the dark side hidden deep in his heart even more.

Even after the elders of the Temple of the Golden Law had entered the hall, Woti Iger showed no sign of stopping, merely casually gesturing to a row of chairs beside the long table in the hall.

“Dear Elder Lu Kui, please find a seat.”

As he spoke, he did not stop his throbbing body.

A more wicked smile appeared on his face as he tore five hideous, bloody gashes off the mixed-race princess's thigh with his sharp fingernails, eliciting a piercing scream.

Lu Kui sighed inwardly—

Snakes are inherently lustful; do we really want to hand over our young, sharp blades to such people...?

...

After sighing, he calmly found a clean spot at the far end of the long table to sit down. However, when he noticed that even the chair he had chosen, the furthest from Woti Iger, had an indescribable sticky sheen, he ultimately decided to stand. Not only that, he didn't intend to touch anything else in the hall. And to avoid having his voice drowned out by the piercing screams echoing through the hall, Lu Kui had to raise his voice slightly:

"Regarding your previous suggestion, the elders of the temple have carefully discussed it and believe it is not unfeasible..."

"Is that so? So this is the result of discussion. Do you have other options?"

Woti Iger, at the other end of the long table, was still shaking his body.

He grabbed the mixed-race princess by the left wing and roughly pounded her frail body, even pushing the heavy long table forward little by little with each impact.

Elder Lu Kui, noticing this, took a step back without making a sound, making way for the others, as if resolutely carrying out his will to "never touch anything in this hall".

As for Woti Iger, he seemed to sense Elder Luque's disdain for his series of lewd and wicked acts, but instead of getting angry, he calmly explained:

"Rest assured, my lord, how could a noble blade be compared to such a lowly bastard? As the mother of all serpents, she will receive all my tenderness and love, and I will never let her feel a single pain..."

"I have conveyed the will of the Temple of Law!" Luque, unable to bear listening to his foul language any longer, forcefully interrupted Voti and said solemnly:
"But there are other voices within us."

"You mean, you want me to help you eliminate those dissenting voices?" Woti Iger put on an exaggerated expression of surprise.

Elder Lu Kui's expression turned solemn:
"I'm telling you to be more restrained in your future actions! If word gets back to the Golden Clan..."

"Don't worry."

Click...

Before Elder Lu Kui could finish speaking, Woti snapped the neck of the bastard princess who was lying on the table with one hand.

At this point, the screams and cries in the hall finally stopped completely, but the nauseating smell lingered for a long time.

After releasing her, Woti Iger gently stroked the mixed-race princess's cheek with the back of his hand, playing with her wet, long hair, and said to Luque:
"Look, there's no way the news could reach the Golden Kingdom. Your people will never know any of this if you don't tell them."

He also subtly threatened Elder Lu Kui in his words.

But what can the elderly do?

Just bear with it.

He took a deep breath and then added:
"Don't forget the promise you made in the temple. If you break your promise, we have no reason to let you touch the blade."

This remark, however, made Woti Iger burst out laughing.

"Pfft hahahaha..."

“My dear Elder Lu Kui, I have actually thought carefully about everything you said before, but this one, if I may be so bold, I can only take it as a joke.”

"Isn't it that sinner who desecrated the blade of your law?"

Are you worried I won't be able to find him? Or are you worried I won't be able to beat him to a pulp?

"But whether it's the former or the latter, isn't this all a joke, hahaha..."

...

Elder Lu Kui never expected that his words would make this naked madman laugh so hard that his legs went weak, and he lay on the table laughing wildly.

"Listen! I will send the blasphemer's remains to the altar of your Golden Law, so that all the people of the Golden Kingdom may see his true face and remember the appearance of every bone in his body!"

"His body will also serve as a witness to my marriage with Fengren!"

“Go back and tell those blind old fools in your temple! I am the son of Ig, and I will never break my word!”

Woti Ig's furious roar echoed over the Salub royal castle.

……

...

"Ah sneeze!!"

On a distant hill, Milo, who was munching on cheese, suddenly sneezed, spraying bits of unchewed cheese all over Freya's face.

The latter looked at Milo with a bewildered and aggrieved expression:

"What... are you doing?"

"It's a little spicy, but it's fine." Milo shook the cheese in his hand to indicate that it was the poisoned cheese that was the problem.

(End of this chapter)