In the space full of pale cracks, deep and subtle nothingness flows slowly.
The heavy cracks were like the tangled roots of a giant tree, densely covering the entire royal capital.
The terrifying cracks extending into the clouds penetrated deep into the sky, as if forcefully splitting open the sky above the dust clouds, leaving a dark void.
It was as if a piece of the sky had been roughly cut off, which was terrifying.
After a long wait, the chaotic space cracks finally began to merge.
The fragmented black nothingness was swallowed up by the newly covered space, and the fragmented space was finally filled by the new influx of air.
With the renewed influx of media, the world regains its voice again.
Countless residents raised their heads and witnessed the pale crack gradually getting smaller. Their throats trembled slightly, and they squeezed out a few shocking swallowing sounds.
But even if they could make a sound, when they raised their heads and looked back at the clear sky that was washed clean and transparent by the cracks.
But they were still speechless and couldn't say a word.
The terrifying power brought about by that blow just now really made them feel too shocked and horrified.
Although they were not enemies, the impact of the chaotic movement on the entire land made everyone present feel extremely shocked.
This group of residents even brought their brains to a brief standstill out of fear.
Above this group of people, Kokot, lying on the clouds, was finally freed from the tinnitus.
She looked confused, looking at the dense and chaotic space cracks in front of her, and finally let go of her hands covering her ears.
Kokot slowly raised his head along the crack, stared blankly at the torn and gradually restored sky, and blinked.
"Is this... the strongest human being?"
Sure enough, the evaluation standards set by the Council of Mages for the Empire were very appropriate.
Once upon a time, the Council of Mages conducted detailed surveys of many countries on this land and formulated a set of evaluation levels based on the true strength of each country.
Among them, only the Kalencia Empire received an awe-inspiring evaluation——
'Absolutely not to be messed with'.
In terms of national strength, the Kalencian Empire did not significantly surpass other empires.
However, there is only one thing about this country that makes its danger rating surpass all other countries in the world.
That is, the emperor of the Kalencia Empire is the strongest warrior in the world, named——
Aubrey Saul.
In the past, Kokot never had a clear concept of this title called "The Strongest in the World".
After all, she had never seen a fight in which Oberly had personally fought.
Although she had met Aubrey in his youth, by then he was already a noble emperor.
When Kokot met Aubrey for the first time, what stayed in her heart was his kind face.
Who would have thought that a man could look so kind.
When it explodes, it actually has such power?
Even the sky was cut open.
Kokot looked up at the sky again and felt the air pouring into the huge void rift from all directions in the capital.
Under the gathering of strong and heavy air currents, the broken sky seemed to be gradually tightening and closing.
She also remembered that Oberly didn't even use any weapons at that time.
He just clenched his fists towards the sky.
Then, the air in the entire royal capital instantly burst.
This scene made Kokot completely understand the meaning of 'the strongest in the world'.
With such a powerful force, it's no wonder that the empire has had such a vast territory for so many years, but no one dares to covet it.
Who dares to think wrongly?
If Opoli punches him, wouldn't that be a disaster for the country?
I don’t know how different Victor is from Oberly.
When he thought of this, Kokot put his chin in his hands and became a little depressed.
Victor...where did he go?
Kokot lowered his head, and through the white clouds, his eyes fell on Erica again.
The young girl was still half-kneeling on the ground, holding Victor's dark windbreaker tightly in her arms.
His eyes were empty, as if his mind was filled with things about Victor's disappearance.
She just sat there blankly, as if nothing that happened in the royal capital had any impact on her.
Erica, one of Victor's students, Kokot knew.
Seeing Erica's devastated look, Kokot wanted to step forward to comfort her.
But in fact, even she herself didn't know where Victor had gone, let alone how to comfort Erica.
Looking at Erica, Kokot felt that his heart was equally heavy.
Not only Kokot and Erica were in a depressed mood, but also Hermes.
He raised his head, his gaze penetrating through the sky full of pale cracks, which had become extremely clear.
At this time, the golden sand flowing at the bottom of Hermes' pupils suddenly solidified, and his eyes trembled.
He couldn't believe it.
Hermes knew that Aubrey was very powerful.
But he never thought that Oberly's power would reach such an incredible level.
Simply...
A power that even gods would envy.
Those steel airships and heavy cannons have condensed the natural energy that the elves have provided for decades.
It is the brainchild of him who spent decades and invested countless resources and wealth.
Unlike other gods, Hermes was never a god who was good at fighting.
In addition to being able to cause various natural disasters and changes in the heaven and earth like other gods.
Those steel weapons and airship fleet are the only combat capabilities he can boast about.
This is also in line with the priesthood of Hermes. As the God of Commerce, he uses money abilities even in battle.
His fighting power is based on his wealth.
The manufacture of those airships cost tens of billions of Geos in research costs, not to mention heavy artillery and fuel.
All this in that short moment.
Turn into ashes.
Moreover, Oberly only used one punch.
This completely devastated Hermes.
He knelt down on the ground, and his golden eyes lost their luster again, as if they had lost their souls.
All his schemes were exploited by Victor, and all his strength was crushed by Oberly's punch.
Now, Hermes has lost all his pride as a god.
He lowered his head and stared blankly at the dust-covered earth.
At this moment, a series of heavy footsteps sounded in his ears.
One step, two steps...
Hermes was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and looked feebly at the crowd in front of him.
In the center surrounded by everyone, there was only a golden crown high and shining.
Under the sun, the golden crown exudes an inviolable and noble light.
The crown gradually came closer, and the surrounding residents turned around under the golden light.
They consciously lowered their heads and retreated to both sides to make way for the crown.
In the middle of this road, Hermes saw Aubrey, who was wearing a luxurious robe and a golden supreme crown.
He basked in the sunshine and walked through the crowd.
Although his stature is a bit stooped, he is not even as tall as some of the young and strong men around him.
But wearing a crown and receiving respect from everyone, he looked particularly tall.
As the pace stopped, Oberly stood in front of Hermes.
At the same time, an illusory red lion phantom appeared behind Oberly, surrounding him lightly.
"You're not even worthy of my full strength, Lipoot."
At this moment, Hermes' eyes were full of despair, and he looked up at Oberly blankly.
At this time, Hermes had lost his nobility and arrogance as a god, and his face was full of deep powerlessness and unwillingness.
He shook his head and lowered it again.
"I lost?"
Hearing this, many surrounding residents showed deep admiration and pride.
They devoted all their admiration to Oberly.
Because this is the emperor of the Kalencia Empire.
A country that prohibits belief in gods.
In the face of Oberly's power, even the gods were willing to admit defeat.
Finally, Oberly looked coldly at the lost Hermes in front of him and made his final verdict:
"Tell me everything you know, including Victor's disappearance."
"otherwise……"
He slowly raised an arm.
Instantly, the illusion of the red lion beside Oberly began to spin.
Its red aura gradually condensed and turned into a blood-red spear.
The red flame-like mane around the lion's neck turned into a red tassel on the body of the gun.
The spear was suspended in mid-air, and its mere presence was extremely oppressive.
Oberly gently held the tip of the red gun against Hermes' chin, forcing him to raise his head.
There was a fierce light in his eyes, the aura of endless slaughter.
"Before the end of my life experience, I don't mind adding another record of killing gods."
…
In the deep darkness, a cold voice slowly sounded, breaking the silence.
"A virus?"
As soon as the words fell, a purple flame like a bright candle flame ignited in the silent distance.
Immediately afterwards, the voice sounded again:
"I never thought that one day I would experience the feeling of being tested for a virus."
A pair of black eyes flowing with dark light flickered in the darkness.
Then, more purple candles lit up in the darkness, gathering towards the center.
Purple flames shone like stars in the darkness.
They surround the earth, illuminating the deep darkness around them.
call! call! call!
The sound of wind gently passed through this space, and the remaining candles were lit one by one, gathering towards the center of the earth.
Under its bright light, Victor's figure gradually emerged.
The windbreaker on his body was gone, replaced by a simple ordinary top.
Victor subconsciously wanted to put his hands into the pockets on both sides, but found that the pockets were gone, leaving a trace of loneliness.
He coughed twice and stretched out his hand to adjust the collar slightly, showing a calm attitude.
This familiar terrain is all too clear to Victor.
This place is called [Judgement Prison].
Players affectionately call it the "little dark room".
This title comes from its unique mechanical properties.
When players engage in cheating, power-leveling behavior, or are frequently reported, the system will detect them and send them to trial prison.
And specific treatment will be made based on their performance in the trial prison.
Players who perform well can leave normally, while players who perform poorly may face serious consequences such as account destruction.
The Judgment Prison will block all special abilities of the player, and the player can only use the most basic props.
Even the equipment is limited to what the player owns.
Victor glanced at it and saw that the player interface was still usable.
[Name: Victor Cravener]
LV：50
HP: 30000/30000
MP：100000/100000
Disasters are the natural origin of the world.
In this different space from the previous world, he naturally cannot control the natural energy of disaster.
After checking everything, Victor turned his eyes to the center of the prison.
There, a blurry shadow gradually flickered in front of him and gradually became clear.
Victor narrowed his eyes, everything was as he expected.
In front of him is a suspended skeleton, wearing a shabby red cloth cloak and holding a slender and unusually long scythe.
The skeleton seemed to be aware of Victor's presence.
It slowly turned its head, and its empty eyes fell on Victor.
On top of its head, its rank and scarlet name are displayed.
[Judge] LV:? ? ?
But notably, it has no health bar.
Because as a judge, it cannot be defeated.
In this space, it is absolutely invincible.
And when it appears, it means——
"Has the trial started yet?"
Victor whispered to himself.
At the same time, he gently twisted his neck and turned his arms, seeming to be preparing.
He stretched out his palm, consumed his magic power, and ignited a blazing flame in his palm.
He knew that as long as he made the judge think that he did not cheat through his performance, he could leave this space.
And as the fireball flickered and lit up, the entire dark prison was illuminated.
Even the more detailed outline of Death was revealed to Victor's sight.
Then he saw, in the center of the ribs of the legless skeleton, an exquisite birdcage hanging under half of the spine.
A pitch-black one-eyed crow seemed to have lost consciousness and lay unconscious in the birdcage, motionless.
“I see, is this how to deal with the virus?”
Seeing this scene, Victor put away the flame that was lit in his hand.
He twisted his feet slightly and stretched his body briefly.
Immediately, a small buckler appeared on his left arm.
The red eyes were ferocious, as if they were grinning.
【Evil Knight】
Originally, Victor just wanted to get through the trial casually.
But now it seems:
"It seems like I have to defeat you."
