"Varied……!"

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp glint flashed before his eyes.

Upon seeing his own body, he realized that his head had rolled several times on the ground.

"..." Norlinxi watched this scene indifferently, as if he himself was not the one who had just wielded the sword. Death was just a matter of a moment, wasn't it?

This guy was going to die sooner or later anyway. Compared to a merciful trial by those scholars, ending his life with a single sword strike was the quickest outcome. But thinking about those who died because of him, it doesn't seem so painful anymore. You've hurt so many innocent people, how can you live with a clear conscience?!

After the other person died, everything here began to collapse. Just as I thought, I could sense something very powerful on the other person. This power wasn't just on the other person, but was constantly flowing within their body. The only possibility that could have accomplished all this, as I believed, was that this entire thing was him...

It's as if I've shaving off a so-called individual; I haven't truly died, nor can I truly die. However, the surging power is now insufficient to maintain the surface peace.

After everything collapsed, the bound children appeared before him, exactly as he had imagined. Thin vines grew from the ground, weaving a giant net that tightly wrapped the children, ensuring that no one would be injured. They were all unconscious, probably because they had been given some kind of drug.

They couldn't create one place that could escape the eyes of the gods in a short time, and the second one would take more than three years to build. Even a fool could see the clues about such a thing, so with their intelligence, they could only build one at most. Moreover, this passage hadn't even reached its end yet, so the only possibility was that the child was hidden somewhere that could be seen...

"Aren't you afraid of making the wrong judgment..." The head, which had already rolled to the ground, was still speaking. The curse of immortality allowed it to continue thinking even though it was just a head, like an annoying fly in a pot, while its face had already begun to rot.

“I’ve thought about many possible outcomes, but this is the only one that can end all of this. My mind tells me this is the right answer, my eyes tell me what is right and wrong, my ears tell me the truth and the lies, and your sins have been pronounced. I hope you can enjoy this loneliness and pain that may last for a thousand years.”

The guy with only his head left is buried under this deep mountain. How long will he have to live?

They cannot truly kill the life force that has been drained; in fact, it benefits them. They are immortal in the truest sense, but their bodies will age and their souls will decay, making them beings that can no longer be called human...

"You can't do this to me. I can tell you where the others are, as long as you take me out of here..."

The vines carried the children outside, listening to each other's words, their elemental power flowing continuously, staring into the other's seemingly sincere eyes.

"Do you think I'll believe you again? You've been lying to me from the very beginning. That notebook was fake too, wasn't it?"

The other party burned the item completely to avoid being caught, but unfortunately, they were too foolish...

A person who hurts others will eventually be trampled on by himself.

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