Chapter 420 - - 415 Flaw_1

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Unequaled eloquence.

As long as Duge could speak, everyone could become his friend, everyone could be used by him.

Duge did not know whether the Martial Spirit he had split off would be monitored, but if he shrank back for fear, that wouldn’t be like him.

If he didn’t even dare to take risks, what was there to talk about rebelling against Pan-Universe Entertainment?

In the first Alien Battlefield, he generously distributed resources, clearly signaling to Dan Cong that he intended to unravel the conspiracy of Pan-Universe Entertainment, and after going back, nobody troubled him;

In the last Alien Battlefield, with the help of Bai Long, he left behind an acrostic poem so he could remain hidden…

Why not make as much trouble as possible now while he was the hot favorite of Pan-Universe Entertainment, instead of waiting until he was cast out of favor to stir things up?

By that time, there truly would be no one to protect him.

That being said,

Duge still cautiously operated under the belief that splitting his soul would not be discovered, secretly cultivating a power outside of his main body.

He had to ensure that the spiritual power he distributed did not confront Alien Warriors directly, thus reducing the risk of exposure. After Alien Warriors left, he would not be helpless in the face of complex forces…

After all, Duge knew nothing about what would happen after the end of the Alien Battlefield, but as long as he had power, had people at his disposal, everything was possible.

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While Duge’s clone was brainwashing two new companions, the main group arrived at Viscount Sander’s territory.

Viscount Sander had been informed well in advance.

Accompanied by all his family and guards, Sander welcomed the new King of Justice Kingdom outside the town.

Many civilians were spectating along the way, having enjoyed the benefits of the new policies of Justice Kingdom, yet they had not seen what the new King Holley looked like.

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“Sander pays respects to King Holley.”

From a distance, Sander removed his hat and bowed to Duge, his expression exceedingly devout.

He dared not be irreverent, for upon returning to his lands, he had summoned many magicians, none of whom could break the mental cage Duge had set, and several of his domain’s great magicians had suffered backlash as a result.

At this moment, his terror of Duge had reached a new level of awareness.

“Sander, in the face of the Sword of Judgement, state your actions during this period,” Duge did not respond to his greeting, but instead drew his Longsword from his waist, pointed it towards him from a distance, and then, used the skill Impartiality.

Sander was shaken and trembled as he looked towards Duge, saying, “King, I have sinned. On the surface, I followed your policies, but in secret, I sent people to contact Lucerne King, saying you are an Evil God who disturbs the peace of the world, and I asked him to send troops to conquer you, hoping to overthrow you and restore the former rule…”

Here it comes again! The magic that had controlled Saima was real, and Duke Linqi’s eyes widened once more.

The spectators buzzed with shock.

Sander’s eldest son’s face dramatically changed as he exclaimed, “Father!”

Sander raised his hand to cover his own mouth, but his voice could not be stopped from spilling out between his fingers, “King, I have cursed you countless times in private, wishing you a miserable death, cursing those lowly commoners for not knowing what’s good for them; they should be the slaves of the nobles, unworthy of a better life…”

“Sander, you have disappointed me greatly,” Duge looked at the frightened Sander, shook his head, his face full of disappointment, “Do you remember what I said? I allowed you one mistake, but I will not tolerate continuous errors, nor will I tolerate the destruction of the nation and the good order I have worked so hard to establish. Sander, I declare you guilty.”

As he spoke,

he raised the sword in his hand.

Sander turned to flee.

But how could he escape the speed of Duge.

As Duge’s attributes soared, his speed was naturally fast. Coupled with the acceleration of wind magic, in the blink of an eye, he reached behind Sander. A sweep of his Longsword decapitated him.

Thump!

Thump!

Watching this scene, Sander’s wife and daughter’s legs gave out, and they collapsed to the ground, shivering as they looked at Duge.

Lowly commoners, he said?

The spectating crowd and soldiers fell into a silence.

Duge surveyed the crowd and spoke loudly, “The Sword of Judgement does not slay the innocent.”

He floated in mid-air, left hand on his chest, bowing to the people, “As the new King of the Justice Kingdom, appointing such a morally corrupt person as a noble was my oversight, please forgive me.

However, I assure everyone, the officials to take office next will certainly be upright and incorruptible. If he still holds his position without seeking to govern well, the Sword of Judgment will behead him, until a truly noble and upright person takes the office.

I want the citizens of the Justice Kingdom to become the happiest among all nations.”

“Long live the King.”

A voice emerged from the crowd.

Shortly after.

Cries of ‘Long live the King’ resounded together.

Duge smiled slightly, his sword pointing at Sander’s eldest son: “Young man, what is your name?”

“Martin Craville.” the young man said.

“Do you hate me?” Duge asked.

“No hate, my father got what he deserved.” the young man clenched his fists, burying his head into the ground.

“Well said, ‘got what he deserved’. Martin, I admire your ability to distinguish public from personal matters,” Duge laughed, “Next, you will take over as the lord of Leaf City, serving the Justice Kingdom. Are you willing?”

“…” Martin lifted his head, looking incredulously at Duge.

“Are you willing?” Duge asked again, “Martin, do not guess at my intentions, answer according to what you believe in your heart. If you’re willing, you will be the new Viscount, and if you believe you lack the ability to manage Leaf City, I will choose others to become the lord of Leaf City.”

Behind Martin, his brothers who had no inheritance rights, their eyes lit up in unison.

“My King, I am willing.” Martin certainly knew what losing a title meant, he looked at Duge, responding without hesitation.

“Good, Martin, I admire your courage, congratulations on becoming the new lord of Leaf City.” Duge moved instantaneously to his side, the Sword of Judgment that had just beheaded his father pressed on his shoulder, staring at the trembling Martin, “Young man, I see a bright future for you, I hope the next time I meet you, you can face the Sword of Judgment with honesty…”

“I will.” Martin closed his eyes, trying to calm himself, “My King, I will do everything in my power to ensure the people of Leaf City live the happiest life.”

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No one in this world can withstand the scrutiny of Impartiality’s Judgment.

Duge went on his way, beheading as he went.

The tales of King Holley and his Sword of Judgment, with a boost from Duge’s Propaganda Department, began to spread far and wide, slowly transforming his reputation into that of a God Spirit redeeming the world.

When the people mentioned King Holley, they offered their sincerest blessings, believing him to be the most just and upright king in the world.

The practice of austere techniques also gradually spread from White Stone City, becoming known to more people, with an increasing number keen to tear their muscles and let their bones fracture and heal again.

Uprightness combined with self-infliction.

Under the dual influence, Duge’s attributes surged, skyrocketing ever upwards.

The first place position remained unshaken.

Along the way, Duke Linqi’s expression darkened, realizing that no one could escape Duge’s Sword of Judgment; guilt depended solely on whether Duge wished to judge them.

Thereupon.

He became even more diligent in torturing himself; as soon as he turned away from Duge, he would mercilessly ravage his own body, hoping that one day King Holley would spare his life in recognition of his strength.

Until Duge arrived in Count Roloff’s territory, a different voice suddenly emerged…

Viscount Vels, Holley’s father, personally confirmed that Holley’s failed Martial Spirit awakening, the Crimson Golden Leopard, was not a foresight type of Martial Spirit; he had already been possessed by an Evil God, and all his deeds were a sham, aiming to extract people’s faith for his unspeakable purposes…

When Duge heard this rumor, he was suddenly taken aback, realizing a significant problem he had overlooked.

Holley had a family.

After so many simulated and Alien Battlefields, the bodies he possessed rarely had families.

Subconsciously, Duge had habitually disregarded the role of family.

Now, the spread of Holley father’s words, if properly utilized, could undermine the persona he had tirelessly created.

The people didn’t even need proof; just the suspicion that he was possessed by an Evil God was enough to impact the keyword ‘upright,’ for an Evil God is not a good synonym in this world.

A direct attack on attributes, is there an Alien Warrior behind this?

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