Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 970 The Edge
Large areas of the Temple of the Golden Law collapsed after that battle.

The blessed realm, which originally required the guidance of moonlight to enter, is no longer separated from the area inhabited by ordinary people in the Golden Kingdom, since both are now ruins.

The people of gold can also enter that sacred land that was previously inaccessible.

After the war, it was the people themselves who lifted Byrne's broken body to the top of the temple.

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Although the magnificent halls are now destroyed and the long staircases of the temple have been cut in half.

There are also countless vacant priesthood positions throughout the entire Golden Tree faith system.

However, it did not show any signs of desolation or extinction. Instead, it was a surge of vitality hidden beneath the ruins, waiting for its opportunity after the collapse of the old order.

The Golden Law did not die; it survived in another form.

And it's even more resilient than before.

After the blood moon, Luque, Hastings, and others have been searching for a way out.

As the golden tree plunges into the abyss, the blessings in the temple are withering away, and the people's faith has nowhere to rest.

The former's idea was to make Byrne a part of the Serpent People, to be resurrected through metamorphosis, to give half of his faith power to the Serpent People, and to preserve the other half.

The latter, however, was solely focused on finding the Golden Tree, and was willing to venture into the abyss to investigate.

They all failed.

Or rather, this wasn't the path the Golden Tree had left for them to take.

Because the Golden Tree voluntarily entered the abyss.

He wasn't kicked into the abyss by Milo from the tombstone dream on the Blood Moon battlefield.

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Perhaps, or rather, maybe.

Initially, they chose Dirasha and brought him back to the temple, using his body to seal the abyss rift. Finally, they induced the dark side of the Golden Tree to burst out of the abyss, using Dirasha as its vessel.

This seemingly accidental catastrophe may be the path that the Golden Tree left for its people to walk.

He personally shattered the order he had established and carved out a path to survival from the ruins.

Just like Byrne today.

She lost everything she had in the past, but she was richer than ever before.

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Deep within the roots and tendrils left by the golden tree.

Milo has found the edge of the law today.

Or perhaps it should be called the sharp edge of the golden people.

He arrived in the Golden Kingdom silently, almost no one noticed his arrival, except probably the female warrior in front of him.

Because of the Dark War.

The power of faith from the Golden Kingdom was divided into two parts: the vast majority resided in Jon Byrne, while the other part settled in Milo's left eye.

These two people have been stabbing each other in the back since they first met, and they loathe and even hate each other to the point of being willing to go to any lengths to disgust and torture the other.

By now, they have developed a deep connection with each other.

It was as if the golden tree had played a huge joke on them.

Don't you like killing?
Now let's try killing each other again?

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"Your new hairstyle looks great."

Milo sat on the stone platform covered in roots.

This is where Byrne lay when he died.

Inside the hall, Byrne, now stripped of his armor, was dressed in a plain robe. His once loose and proud silver hair was tied up, and his scalp, face, neck, and bare shoulders and arms were covered with a dense array of hideous scars, ugly but undisguised.

She sat at a cracked table in the hall, reading a book. The fierceness she once possessed was gone.

Or rather, well, silly, at least that's how Milo sees it.

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Byrne wasn't using these injuries to gain sympathy from the Golden Citizens, nor did she need to expose her wounds to elicit pity. The fact that she didn't cover her wounds with armor shows that she genuinely didn't care.

After that battle, she finally understood the true meaning of a sharp blade and realized how naive and ridiculous her past obsessions had been.

She saw through the ugliness behind the high walls of the Golden Law Temple.

It's better to shatter it. Let's smash the unreal hopes and the ugly interior to pieces, and see what grows on this wasteland. If nothing grows, then so be it.

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However, even though Byrne's temperament had undergone a qualitative improvement, his hand holding the book couldn't help but tremble slightly when he saw the terrifying Shadow who had cruelly tortured and killed him countless times.

That was fear stemming from a biological instinct.

She frowned, closed the book, and pressed her hand against the cover to hide the trembling in her fingertips.

But the next second, the instinctive fear that came from the depths of my heart seemed to be sucked away by something.

She turned to look at Shadow with some surprise.

They discovered that the other person was shaking a portable wine jug in his hand, and then poured the contents of the jug down his throat.

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Are you taking your share of the faith?

Byrne took a deep breath.

After that part of her fear was removed, her mind calmed down again.

"Hmm..." Milo looked at the other person's face, which was no longer beautiful and charming, but was crisscrossed with countless scars.

Her skin had been burned, her nose had been shattered, and even her jawbone was deformed.

He is no longer the same person as when we first met.

But this was also the first time Byrne was able to look at Milo in a relatively calm manner, without any hatred or resentment, and even the last trace of instinctive fear in his heart was taken away.

"No, I don't need that."

Milo shook his head, crossed his legs on the stone platform, and, somewhat out of curiosity, began to pick at the loose stones in the cracks of the platform, saying as he did so:

"What the Golden Tree leaves you is yours, and I won't return what belongs to me. That's fine, and my part might even be better than yours."

Byrne gave a wry smile: "The Golden Kingdom is in the process of reconstruction. We can only barely ensure that newborns do not starve to death. We really do not have the ability to hold any divine revelation ceremony for you."

Milo squinted.

He knew that Byrne must have misunderstood something.

She believed that the core power of faith resided in Milo's left eye, and his emphasis on this indicated that the purpose of his trip was nothing more than to assert sovereignty over the Golden Kingdom.

"What kind of divine ordained ceremony?" Milo waved his hand. "What would I do with that?"

A look of surprise flashed across Byrne's face.

She had always believed that everything Milo had orchestrated in the past was to usurp the power of the Golden Law's faith, and she couldn't think of any other motive Milo might have.

But what she didn't know was that the source of all the schemes wasn't Milo, but the little girl she had been ordered to kidnap from the Realm of Dreams several times.

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Milo's next words turned Byrne's astonishment into utter bewilderment.

他 说:

“We’ve held a small lecture in the hometown of the golden tree, and I think you should come and listen.”

“You are the blade, and also His daughter. Countless battlefields await you in the future, but in your current state, you are not qualified to go to those battlefields.”

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(End of this chapter)