686 Trial (1/2)

The fire has been lit. Observing the world through a lens, the old musician stared dully at the cold Ultimate. An overwhelming sense of fear has seeped into his consciousness.

”… What is this?”

Even his voice seemed to become denser and heavier in the air, but the sound of metal against metal remained as sharp as ever. The Sickle of God's Wrath was raised towards the sky.

”Deus-vult...” The old musician muttered under his breath.

The sickle was lit with flames. The elements brought down the power from the Originator as they embedded themselves into the sickle to subdue all sorts of poison, disaster and rebellion in the world.

This was judgment. This was the conclusion. This was what the Gods wanted!

An irresistible destruction appeared in Ye Qingxuan's hands. He moved forward one step at a time as his black armor turned red from all the friction with the rock-like air particles. He was burning. He could feel incredible pain in the depth of his bones but he could also feel a sense of consciousness and relief that he had never felt before. It was as if he had suddenly realized that life was as such. His body was burning and being tortured by the flames, yet his soul was freer than ever to soar up to the skies.

With the Sickle of God's Wrath in hand, Ye Qingxuan bashed through the dust and crack that was in his way, leaving behind a trail that seemed to be made by a blade and was pointed in the direction of the white knight.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The white knight's armor trembled as he let out a roar of fury. His stiff body trembled as he tried to escape the grasp of time. Flames shot out of his raised staff, distorting the boundaries of the physical world and forcing back the effects of time.

Bathed and shrouded in flames, he howled and screamed as the long spear shredded the physical world. Countless music theories were entangled because of his roar. With a boost from the abyss, a grand image of darkness appeared behind the white knght.

The bell of darkness tolled.

In the south, in the north, in the World of Dark and even in the Sacred City… tens of dark ministers opened their eyes to answer the call. They pumped all their powers into the illusion of the abyss as the ancient illusion became more concrete and more realistic. It was as if the future has suddenly been revealed at this very moment.

In that instant, the staff clashed with the Sickle of God's Wrath. Both were in flames as they were each trying their very best to finish off the other and turn the other into nothingness.

In that single instant, the staff and the Sickle of God's Wrath clashed more than a thousand times.

The sickle continued to burn as fiercely as ever but the flame on the staff was beginning to dim, until it broke down and its elements were completely cracked. But in the next moment, it was filled with the catastrophe's flames of fury and a power, that was capable of turning the world into darkness, emerged from within.

This was the element of the white knight. It represented the fate of the world after it has been taken over by catastrophes and demons; it represented the heyday of the Originator in darkness. Ancient darkness of the abyss!

”Kneel, rebel, and prepare to die!” The white knight roared in the darkness, ”You are but a mere dust particle. You should have known to be respectful and fearful! I am the ruler of the world! I am the king of all!”

”No, you are not.” A hoarse voice replied. Beneath the cracked faceguard, Ye Qingxuan looked up. His face was still burning even as he stared at him with indifference, ”Everything that you have are all stolen items and you are just an empty shell with a crown!”

Boom!

The flaming sickle struck. Countless streaks of lightning were accompanied with a roar as the melody of Day of God's Fury played.

The element of Ancient Darkness suddenly cracked, followed by the white knight's crown. Next, the war horse's head was hacked off. The sickle changed direction and struck sideways, tearing apart his armor. Then, his arm and his chest were also torn open.

Even as time stood still, only the sickle gleamed with every strike.

Nothing could survive God's punishment. When the moment, that time stood still, passed, it was followed with booms throughout the entire Ultimate. Oceans shook and islands trembled. The stake grew out from beneath the ground as everything was covered in flames.

The abyss was broken down and there was a roar of despair. As the flames burnt, the white knight fell from the broken war horse. His entire body was covered with terrible wounds and was almost on the verge of breaking apart. The white flames in his eyes dimmed. He was about to die.

In front of the white knight, the armor that was transformed from Firebird has already reached its limit and began to dissipate. Ye Qingxuan walked out from within. He lowered his head and looked down at the catastrophe at his feet.

”It is time to resolve everything. 'Your Majesties', this day should have come long ago.” He announced softly before lying down and putting his hand deep into the open and broken chest of the white knight. He grabbed hold of an invisible illusion tightly and wrested it out and before raising it high.

The figure was wearing a crown on its head and was being choked by Ye Qingxuan. It kept struggling and it seemed to screaming at him angrily, even if not a single sound could be heard. Nevertheless, Ye Qingxuan remained indifferent. He only stared at it coolly, ”The King of the Sun of Burgundy, you have been arrested for possessing a heretic structure. In the name of God, I will give you a fair trial.”

They were clearly on the battlefield but they suddenly found themselves in the courtroom of a trial. Ye Qingxuan gripped onto the sickle tightly and announced his judgment, ”You have been sentenced to execution by fire and the sentence shall be carried out with immediate effect!”