Death: Captain Millennium

The executor, Nai Wugang, pursued Buzby relentlessly, chasing him all the way to North Liuhun Street. The captains watching from behind didn't dare to slack off, following closely behind.

At this moment, Buzby was furious and the rage in his heart seemed to be about to burst out.

He suddenly ignited an even more powerful concentrated spirit particle flame again. The raging flames spread out instantly, mercilessly devouring everything around it.

A large number of Rukongai buildings collapsed and burned under this horrific fire, turning into ruins.

As buildings collapsed and burned, terrible casualties ensued.

The concentrated flame of the spirit particle was like the claws of a devil, cruelly taking away the precious lives of 372 innocent Rukongai residents in just a moment.

Before they could even utter a final cry, they were engulfed by the blazing sea of ​​fire.

At this moment, the scales of crime in Nai Wugang's hand suddenly changed.

A line of shocking words slowly emerged on the left disk: [372 civilians massacred].

Apparently, Buzby's evil deeds had been noticed by the Scales of Sin, which had recorded his heinous crimes.

"Take my Burning Finger 1!"

Bazby roared angrily, and desperately mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, controlling the surging spiritual flames to attack Naiwu Gang fiercely.

However, something unexpected happened. Just as the violent spirit flame was about to hit Naiwu Gang, it suddenly changed direction as if pulled by some mysterious force, and rushed back towards Bazby.

Faced with this sudden change, Buzby's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

He couldn't understand why his attack had suddenly gone out of control. Was it really a ghost?

"How foolish! The Scales of Sin will judge you fairly for your inhumane massacre of civilians. Now, let me let you taste the pain of being burned by the flames you unleashed with your own hands!"

Nai Wugang said coldly. Before he finished speaking, Bazby's fire attack had already completely turned towards him, the caster.

Instantly, Buzby felt a searing pain radiating from his right hand. Looking down, he saw that his right hand had been reduced to a pitch-black charcoal by the fierce flames, emitting a pungent, burning smell.

"what!!!"

A blood-curdling scream echoed, and Buzby, belatedly realizing the pain of his severed arm, pierced the soul with a shrill cry that sent shivers down his spine.

Only two and a half minutes had passed, but for Buzby, it felt like a long and painful ordeal. In this short time, he had already crippled an arm!

And this was the best result he got after trying his best to escape. Facing such a powerful enemy and cruel battle situation, Buzby felt a surge of despair in his heart.

"No, this absolutely cannot continue!"

Buzby gasped for breath, his brain racing, trying to find a chance to turn the situation around.

The reality before him was so cruel. Executing the rules of Naiwu Gang's contracted crime scale was too perverted. Every time he killed someone, it would lead to an increase in karma, and in turn, the caster would be punished accordingly.

"or……"

Buzby's eyes suddenly swept across the left and right plates of the Scales of Sin, and an extremely bold and even somewhat crazy idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

Since there is almost no chance of winning by directly confronting the executioner, why not try another approach?

The scales symbolize fairness. If a large number of killings are caused with the help of the other party, then according to the rules of the scales of crime, the executor Nai Wugang himself will inevitably bear a huge price.

Just do it!

Buzby's entire body emanated a blazing flame, his massive flaming wings flapping fiercely as if to set the entire space ablaze. His eyes widened as he stared intently at the Executioner, Nai Wugang, his fury burning to its core.

Buzby raised his remaining left hand high, a fiery energy rapidly gathering within it. With a roar, a dazzling flame erupted from his left hand – it was Burning Finger 2!

Compared to the previous Burning Finger 1, this skill was even more powerful and terrifying. It concentrated extremely scorching heat on the index and middle fingers of Buzby's right hand, a temperature so high that it could melt steel.

Without hesitation, he shot towards Naiwu Gang in front of him, and a pillar of flame with astonishing power roared like a fire dragon and rushed towards the opponent.

Wherever this pillar of fire passed, the air was scorched and distorted, and the ground was charred and cracked by the high temperature. If Nai Wu Gang did not dodge and chose to withstand this attack, he would definitely suffer severe injuries, and might even die on the spot.

If he chose to dodge, the Rukongai buildings behind him would become victims of this battle, instantly engulfed in flames, and countless innocent lives would be lost.

Buzby was full of confidence in his move. He firmly believed that no one could easily withstand such a powerful attack.

Moreover, according to the principle of fairness of the scales, if Nai Wugang chooses to hide and causes the destruction of buildings in the rear and casualties, then the responsibility will be attributed to him, and he will have to pay the corresponding price.

The executor, Naiwu Gang, dodged in an instant, appearing several meters away in the blink of an eye. Just where he had stood, a violent burst of energy erupted, and the previously peaceful Rukongai buildings behind him were instantly engulfed in raging flames, transforming into a terrifying sea of ​​​​inferno.

Flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and miserable cries and shouts for help echoed one after another. The merciless flames ravaged every inch of land, mercilessly depriving countless residents of Rukongai of their precious lives.

At the same time, a series of shocking figures once again appeared on the left plate of the Scale of Crime: [854 civilians massacred]. As these figures appeared, the left plate began to slowly sink, while the corresponding right plate rapidly rose. Clearly, a new crime had occurred, and someone would have to bear the corresponding consequences.

There was a dull thud, and then a loud "bang!" Buzby's remaining left arm suddenly and without warning exploded, blood and flesh flying everywhere, transforming into a thick, bloody mist that filled the air. Intense pain instantly spread throughout his body, and Buzby's face contorted with pain, his eyes nearly cracking.

"why?"

Buzby stared at the scales of crime in front of him with wide eyes, his face filled with disbelief, his heart filled with anger. He couldn't understand why he had been punished so harshly in the end when he had clearly intended to execute Naiwu Gang with that strike?

Could it be that just because the other party dodged the attack, all the blame could be put on him? That was too unfair!