Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 839 still counts, right?
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The blade of the law.

She probably never had a choice.

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"She is an immature flower bud, forced to be born prematurely in order to cope with an era without blessings."

“The Golden Law gave her life, and her life should follow in the footsteps of her predecessors’ blades until death.”

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"There is no war in this era, and the significance of the blade is no longer limited to the battlefield."

“There are countless ways to serve the Golden Tree, and it doesn’t have to be with a sword.”

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"Should we serve the Golden Tree or the Temple?"

"Is there a difference?"

"Isn't there any?"

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"She is a fragile embryo."

“She was killed by the evil spirits and apostates of the conscious world, and she no longer deserved to wear that armor.”

"The blades of all ages have been forged in blood; none have ever suffered such humiliation as she has?"

"Humiliation, you mean these slanders and defamations you're talking about now, right?"

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"She's still just a child."

"Then she should obediently accept the reality of being enshrined in the tower, do what she is supposed to do, and be a beautiful idol in the hearts of thousands of golden people. Why bother to dream of following in the footsteps of her predecessors? That longsword is not something she should touch at all."

"Stop your blasphemous words now."

"Do you know how many blessings the temple sacrificed to save her!"

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"She's dead again."

"Hmph, the blade of law... what a joke."

“I’ve said it before, that child should be forbidden from leaving the Golden Kingdom, no, she should be forbidden from leaving the temple.”

"You know that this was not the original intention of the Golden Tree in giving birth to the Blade."

"The golden tree is gone!"

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"Perhaps we should first see if the son of Ig is capable enough."

"His bloodline and status are sufficient; his abilities are irrelevant."

“After the blade is reborn in a metamorphosis, half of the Golden People’s faith will be transferred to the Serpent People. Isn’t this a kind of betrayal?”

“We have no choice, Hastings. If your good apprentice doesn’t throw his own life away, neither you nor I will have to abandon the faith of half the nation!”

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“Navoti Ig is a worm. When he encounters real evil, he is softer than a worm.”

"He lost?"

"Of course, we lost completely. We should have expected it, shouldn't we? A lecherous worm is hardly fit for any important task."

"Are the shadows of the conscious world really that difficult to deal with?"

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"The Golden Tree..."

"I saw some things a while ago, some terrible truths."

“I’ve figured it out. Since we can’t count on the son of Ig, we can only… offer her directly to Ig. In any case, we need the blade of law to survive, and rebirth is the only option.”

"..."

These are the voices that accompanied the first half of Fengren's growth.

She may or may not be able to hear it.

The truth is, she was never seen as a true blade, neither inside nor outside the temple. The people used her to express their remembrance of the fallen heroes of past generations, while the Golden Clan regarded her as a vessel for the Golden Tree, a container for their unfulfilled faith.

Byrne certainly wanted to become a legendary blade like Isa Kyle, serving the Golden Tree with his sword.

But she wasn't strong enough; neither her soul nor her body was strong enough.

She's a pathetic wretch.

A being even more insignificant than Woti Ig.

She spent her whole life chasing after the Blade, trying to reach the height of the Blade in people's memories but failing. Looking back, she found that she not only failed to be the Blade, but also failed to be Joan Byrne.

Even her closest teacher was planning to send her to the dark depths of the underworld to become the captive of the Father of Snakes...

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It was precisely her weakness that helped her see the vast, dark expanse before her.

She did not choose to kneel down, so the will of the Deep Golden Tree lacked that tiny bit of help in the final step of fusion, and thus failed to reach perfection for a long time.

"Do you know what you're doing? Blade of Law"

A bell-like question descended from the gloomy sky.

Byrne did not respond. At this moment, everyone on the battlefield, all the creatures of the Abyss, were watching her, including the knights who had been protecting her. They all looked at her with questioning and even hateful eyes.

"Maybe I really shouldn't have saved you."

Dillah Shaw was the only one who remained calm throughout the entire event.

He stepped on the air currents high in the sky, slowly tilted his head, and said:
"It's a pity, but it doesn't matter. It's just a weak and cheap burden."

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Byrne could only manage a bleak smile upon hearing this.

The longsword, which had been painstakingly retrieved earlier, slipped from his hand and plunged into the ground.

Her armor, designed to resemble the blades of law, was torn off piece by piece by an invisible force, revealing her bare arms and shoulders covered with crisscrossing old and new scars.

The Golden Will ruthlessly stripped her of her identity as a blade.

Byrne offered no resistance or complaint.

Blood began to seep from her seven orifices, and her body trembled.

Because the true rulers of the past had come to her side, the sheer pressure of that order made her bones crack and pop.

He is the head of the underworld.

Her tall, slender figure slowly emerged in the void behind Byrne.

Grabbing Byrne's long white hair, he spoke in the ancient language of the Golden People:

"You know the consequences of betraying the Golden Law."

The ripping of her hair forced Byrne to tilt her head back, but her gaze hardened as she replied in a stern, acne-filled voice, "You're wrong. I'm the only one who's loyal to the Golden Law now."

Swish!
The leader of the black knives did not choose to slit Byrne's throat directly.

Instead, they tore off her elegant white hair, which represented the sharp edge of the law, and ripped off most of her scalp along with it.

Then, the skin on her back, adorned with the golden tree totem, was also sliced ​​off and peeled away in one piece by a black knife covered in barbs.

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The Black Blade is currently acting on the will of the Dark Golden Tree.

They will punish the traitors in the presence of all the people of gold, in the most cruel and merciless way.

It serves as a deterrent, and also as a solemn declaration, telling people that this woman is no longer the sharp blade they deeply love; she is unworthy...

The deeper a belief is ingrained in one's soul, the more painful it is to pull it out, and the more it will tear out large chunks of fresh flesh and blood.

The process of removing the sharp edge of the law from the hearts of the people of gold is precisely such a process.

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The black blade took away Byrne's weapons and armor, tore off her long hair, stripped her of her golden tree totem, and began to dissect her soul.

The dagger never pierced Byrne's torso, but she could feel the countless hooks and barbs of the black blade tearing at every inch of her flesh and soul.

Black Knife moved slowly and deliberately, seemingly enjoying the tormenting process.

The next step is to gouge out Byrne's eyeballs, because the holy light of the Golden Tree is also imprinted inside.

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Hastings knelt in despair before the temple gates, watching his child, whom he had raised, being torn apart inch by inch.

His spirit had been crushed back in the abyss, and he could no longer muster the slightest thought of resistance.

But that pain doesn't disappear because of the soul's despondency; it remains just as clear.

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A brutal execution, personally overseen by the leader of the Black Blade, unfolded before all the Golden People, and the target was none other than the young Blade of Law...

However, not everyone chose to submit to the profound golden will immediately.

The reason she was killed by the Blade of Law was not simply because she refused to kneel. The real reason was that, as the vessel for the faith of the Golden Kingdom in the lost age of the gods, only with her death could the new God of the Deep in the sky fully perfect his divinity and forge his own new golden order. What he wanted to take away was the faith of the Golden People.

The methods employed by the profound are extremely forceful.

Both Luque and Hastings, compared to the Deep, can only be considered conservatives, because they chose to preserve half of the power of faith by resurrecting the Blades.

But the Deep did the opposite, completely killing the Blade and directly renaming the Faith.

Those few ancient beings who had originally submitted to the Holy Golden Tree were well aware that the Deep Golden Tree was likely the first, and perhaps even the only, ancient god to return to the entire Dream Realm. Their current actions, which appeared to be a betrayal of the original owner, could actually pave a direct path to heaven in the future...

So many temples in the Dreamland are searching for their own way out. Hook is testing and forging divine bodies again and again. The island of Oriba in the southern region has not yet found the chosen one of this generation. The magical factions in the north are doing something else entirely. Not to mention those sects that have been in decline since losing the guidance of their gods. They are all still on the way to find a way to save themselves.

The Golden Tree, however, had long ago cultivated its divine body in the world of consciousness.

Although it is very likely not the will of the well-known Golden Tree God, but rather the work of His dark side.

But none of that matters. As long as they take over the remaining faith power of the Golden Law Temple, once order is restored, the Deep Abyss will be holy radiance, and there will be no difference for those in power.

Although the ignorant and weak blades are still putting up a stubborn resistance and the people of gold are still wavering, everything will be settled when the moment of her complete death arrives; it's only a matter of time.

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On the ruins of the Moonlit Bell Tower.

Daisy asked Milo:
"Brother, do you still stand by what you promised me?"

"Oh, you're awake."

It was only then that Milo noticed Daisy had woken up.

(End of this chapter)