Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 841 A Hymn to Humanity

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Yan Nao's joke about not being able to distinguish between friend and foe is not something everyone can understand.

However, at least the elders of the temple recognized him.

"It's that boy!"

Lu Kui and his companions had seen the Night Demon's true form in the Radiant Moon image provided by the Eye of Thought.

No, to be precise, it was a glimpse into the true appearance of his buttocks.

"Shadow must be here too!"

"be careful!"

The most excited person was Lu Kui.

One of this guy's avatars was killed by Milo, who hated him to the core while also being extremely afraid of him.

No one could have imagined that what was initially considered a dispensable sinner in the plan to plunder faith would end up like this.

Of course, he didn't know that Milo had already reached even greater heights back in the Awake World era; he was simply retracing his steps.

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Under the gloomy night sky, Dillashau tilted his head again.

He seemed to sense something, so he nodded and asked:
"If I remember correctly, I've been to this world before. Back then, we killed quite a few Black Knives in the Eastern Forbidden Zone, right?"

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“Yeah.” Milo’s voice came from behind him.

Dillah looked up at the deep, dark night sky, his eyes devoid of any obvious emotional fluctuation.

He was the only one who noticed Milo quietly approaching.

But instead of taking immediate action, Dillashott leisurely remarked:

"I didn't expect to see so many familiar faces after waking up. It's really strange. By the way, did that investigator from Miskatonic University survive?"

“You mean C? He’s dead.” Milo shook his head.

"It's a pity. I quite miss the time when I debated those superficial academic views with him."

As he reminisced about the past, a faint smile appeared on Dillah's face, but it quickly disappeared.

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"Do we really have to put on a show of being profound and spouting meaningless nonsense before we even start? I mean, it doesn't really create any atmosphere, does it?" Milo suddenly asked.

“There’s really no need for that.” Dillash shook his head.

Bang! ! !
A deep, dark light emanated from the upside-down golden tree on Dillasho's chest.

In the opposite direction from Dirasha, spiraling black flames began to rage and churn.

Beneath the already dim night sky, neither of these two forces possessed a dazzling visual impact, yet they were most capable of stirring up fear and unease in the hearts of living beings. They were incongruous with the Golden Kingdom, yet at this moment, they were the two most powerful forces in this space.

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If Yan's seemingly random slap left everyone present bewildered, then the ensuing confrontation was truly unexpected.

The profound golden will and the sinful fire that burned faith clashed face-to-face in the air.

The terrifying chaotic energy was detonated directly in the air, and all existing order felt the intense pressure.

The divine body was pushed into the cold night sky, while the shadow was slammed to the ground.

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The golden horde of the temple and the other followers of the divine body were also shattered and repelled by the collapsing space. Limbs and torsos flew through the air, turning into a bloody, boiling rain.

Even those in positions of power, locked in fierce battles, had to halt their actions and earnestly resist the indiscriminate aftershocks.

And these two people are at the center of the clash between those two forces, going head-to-head.

Dirashau's body was uncontrollably pushed into the deep night sky. He briefly lost consciousness in less than a second, and when he opened his eyes again, he was farther away from the Golden Kingdom than he was from the full moon.

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As for the other one.

Milo, on the other hand, smashed a deep pit right in the capital city of the Golden Kingdom.

To be precise, it wasn't the effect of a massive impact; his figure pierced deep into the earth like a needle.

A good ten seconds later, the entire city began to tremble, and the ground sank straight down several meters.

While the large-scale collapse was underway, Milo, who was directly responsible for all of this, was once again hovering above the country. No one saw when he emerged from underground; they only felt a black flame shining brightly in the sky above, which hurt their eyes. When they looked up, he was already there.

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Within the collapsed area dwell both mysterious creations and people of gold.

The figure dragging her broken body as she fled desperately through the ruins was the Blade of Law—no, perhaps she should now be called by her real name, Joan Byrne.

Despite her severe injuries, she was, after all, a child of the Holy Will of the Golden Tree, possessing top-tier physical abilities. Even stumbling, she managed to break free of the collapsed area at top speed.

But just as she stepped into the safe area outside the edge of the collapse, she suddenly stopped.

No one blocked her escape route; the road ahead was flat and there were no enemies.

She looked back.

On that continuously sinking ruin, there are countless golden people like her who refuse to kneel; they are countless indomitable souls.

So Byrne turned back.

The collapse did not plunge the people of this land into despair; on the contrary, it stirred their fighting spirit in some ways.

Just when the people of gold needed a leader the most, Byrne jumped from the height.

And so, a furious war cry erupted from the depths of the souls of every Golden Citizen.

Like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, its imposing presence completely overwhelmed the mysterious creations.

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With her tattered hair, bloodied scalp, and limbs cut and stripped of their golden totems, she looked so wretched, so ugly, so wretched.

But in the eyes of the people of gold, her choice to turn back when the earth sank had already proven everything.

At that moment, no matter how weak, ugly, or wretched she appeared, in the eyes of the people, Byrne was the true blade.

She is not the blade of the law, but the blade of the people of gold.

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This may become the fourth battle that will go down in the history of the Golden Kingdom.

Its significance may be far greater than those wars against demons or stars, and the reason lies in the scene before us.

The earth continues to sink, yet the people of gold on the ruins continue to fight and struggle.

Their will was absolutely clear—

Even if this land beneath my feet soon ceases to exist, I will fight for it until the very last second.

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"Is this what you're looking for?"

Amidst the shaking ruins, Milo's figure suddenly appeared. He crushed a section of building debris beneath his feet, and a two-handed sword shot out and landed in his hand.

This is the sword of the law.

Now, Milo is handing the sword back to the woman who died twice at his hands.

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Byrne stared in astonishment at the shadowy figure engulfed in black flames.

His expression remained blank for about two or three seconds.

Her gaze hardened again as she reached out and took the longsword Milo offered.

"Someone insisted that I save your life, but if you dare to mess with me again, I'll kill you."

Milo pointed to his head and then to Byrne.

"Your new hairstyle is so trendy!"

As he spoke, he turned around, tilted his head back, observed the night sky, and strolled a few steps across the ruins.

After discovering some clues about Dirasha, he immediately got up and jumped out of the continuously collapsing area, no longer getting involved in the war between the Golden People and the Deep Creatures.

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Dirashau finally landed back over the Golden Kingdom.

The two with the highest life levels on the battlefield exchanged another punch upon meeting.

On one side, roots and debris flew everywhere, while on the other side, the fire of sin was smashed and deformed.

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Even so, Dillachow's every move was still very casual and elegant.

And then there's that incorrigible bad habit of always being unable to stop blabbering:

“You’ve been to the Abyss, more than once, so you must know better than me how terrifying it is. The Dream Realm is a fertile ground where chaos grows. If… your flames, combined with my profound darkness, perhaps we can stop the Abyss’s erosion.”

"Seriously, buddy? We've barely started fighting and you're already using talk-no-jutsu?"

Milo gave Dillash a strange look, then snapped his fingers at the Golden Kingdom below, drawing out a massive amount of fear from the hearts of the lower-class Golden People and gathering it in his fist.

"Try this first."

Then the fist went straight for Dillah Shaw's face.

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Courage is the hymn of humanity!

On the full moon, Rick saw the golden will within the kingdom that had once been swallowed by the dark creation shining even brighter, and he exclaimed with heartfelt emotion.

Xiao Yan, standing to the side, bluntly interrupted, "What are you getting so worked up about? We're not human."

“Who says I’m not!” Rick thought for a moment and realized he probably wasn’t, but he still stubbornly insisted, “I used to be!”

“They said you’ve always been strange, not quite human…” Xiao Yan muttered softly.

However, Rick selectively ignored Little Flame's words.

He looked up at the flames of the fierce battle in the golden land, and his secondary occupational hazard as a composer kicked in again:

"Such a thrilling battle, if it could be accompanied by a soprano and strings... that would be truly heroic."

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Then, out of nowhere, a strange soprano singing voice rang out across the desolate Gobi Desert.

"Y'ai'ng'ngah, Yog-Sothoth..."

A series of obscure and ancient syllables were sung in the form of a ballad, like the call of a siren, distant and profound.

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“I’m starting to not really want to go to the castle anymore,” Xiao Yan said, frowning.

The source of that strange soprano voice was the ancient building nestled among the distant gray-white mountains.

(End of this chapter)