Chapter 239 A Big Lie

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"Why...why are you standing in the realm of death?!"

Hua Hua...

Returning to sleep, on the endless beach, the pitch-black tide rose and fell, lifting up the foamy waves one by one and hitting the two standing people.

On a towering rock, Gao Yizheng's face was full of horror.

The living cannot stand in the realm of death. This is the iron rule of Hades. It’s not like I haven’t experienced it myself, so I can’t possibly be misled by the information.

So now, who can tell me what is going on? Didn't Jian Weilan use [The Fool] to analyze them? !

The tide receded quickly, and Gao Yi, regardless of his own image, rushed forward and grabbed a team member by the collar.

"Leader! You..."

The team member didn't react until Gao Yi completely controlled him. He looked like he was unconscious: "What are you doing? Let me go!"

"Then tell me why!"

Gao Yi pulled him one by one: "You are obviously dead, why are you still standing here alive! Tell me!"

"ah?"

The team member's eyes were full of confusion. He murmured to himself and reached out to touch his cheek: "I'm dead..."

"I...I'm dead?"

Gao Yi suddenly let go of him and took a step back.

Misty smoke like mist slowly overflowed from the team member's face, body, and hair, and then disappeared without warning.

Amazing changes happened to him at the same time.

His originally angry face seemed to have gone back in time, changing the expression on his face back and forth at an incredible speed.

Finally, when his expression was fixed on fear and despair, his body swayed, like an empty shell with its soul removed, and he fell to the sky.

Snapped!

There was a dull sound on the beach that was soaked by the sea water.

"ah!"

Another team member screamed as if waking up from a dream, turned around and wanted to run back. However, after running only a few steps, his body suddenly stiffened and he fell to the ground, making no sound again.

He is also dead.

In other words, they are all dead long ago.

Gao Yi looked at the body that had changed beyond recognition in just a few blinks, with a cold look on his face.

This matter has nothing to do with the team members from beginning to end.

But someone used an unprecedented method to take advantage of [the Fools] and in turn fooled them.

This is not an ordinary cover-up, but more like a time-stopping magic. They are frozen at a point in time, and the fatal disaster they are about to encounter is delayed indefinitely until the manipulator behind all this achieves his goal.

His purpose is...

"Oops!"

Gao Yi suddenly woke up, recalling that Jian Weilan also led two team members, as well as his own Uncle Gong, heading in the opposite direction to him, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"This guy is probably in great danger!"

Uncle Gong, who had an exceptionally clear mind, was obviously not being manipulated like these team members.

Then who is he?

traitor? Weird? Or……

The culprit behind everything? !



"What's the meaning?"

Jian Weilan frowned, unable to understand the meaning of the other party's words. What does it mean to break its wings?

"Jian Xi, let's talk about the current situation again."

"At this?"

"Now."

Uncle Gong smiled and answered the question: "What do you think is the most important reason why the current situation at the tribunal is unbalanced?"

Jian Weilan said without thinking: "Of course, the previous Fool, my grandfather, passed away, and there was no ideal balancer in the tribunal anymore, so it fell into a short-term chaos."

"You don't understand my question."

Uncle Gong shook his head. His whole temperament seemed to have undergone a radical change at this moment, becoming unpredictable: "I mean, why is the tribunal unbalanced at this time and at this stage?"

"Since ancient times, there have been thousands of alternations between old and new fools, but why, at this time, is it you who has witnessed all this? Have you ever thought about this question?"

Jian Weilan was asked.

To be honest, he was a little confused about this question. Why was he the one who encountered civil strife that had almost never happened in the past?

As Uncle Gong said: The replacement of old and new is an iron law of nature and cannot be changed. This is the situation that all owners and heirs of any seat will face.

As I said, every change of authority may lead to internal strife, which is obviously unrealistic.

So what is the truth?

Unable to answer, he could only put the question back into the hand of the questioner: "Uncle Gong, please give me some advice."

"The death of the old fool is indeed an indispensable part of it, but it is just this. It cannot be said that the building will collapse."

Uncle Gong's eyes looking at the sea became deep and distant, as if reflecting the scene under Gui Ming, and he said in a strange and strange way: "This is the real cause of the dispute."

"[Justice], dead."

"What did you say!"

The moment he heard these words, Jian Weilan completely ignored the contempt for his grandfather in the other person's words. His whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was inexplicably horrified: "How is this possible?!"

Justice, one of the eight adjudication seats, represents the fairness of the adjudication seat. Together with the Fool, they maintain the balance of the entire organization and supervise each other at the same time.

Such a seat "in charge of punishment" is actually dead? !

"Are you surprised?"

Uncle Gong glanced at him indifferently: "You may not know, but this is nothing new. Justice died about five years ago."

"For five years, the entire Executive Directorate has moved forward without justice."

"Of course, this is not enough to be the beginning of an internal struggle at the peak of human existence. What really makes people put down their reserve and join in the ugly struggle is another thing."

There was a strange arc in the corner of Uncle Gong's mouth, and he said word by word: "[Justice] was lost in that storm-ravaged...Shabin City!"

What he said... was [justice]!

call!

Jian Weilan took a few steps back violently, staring in front of him with a horrified face. This completely unfamiliar subordinate asked sternly: "Who are you?! Uncle Gong, there is no way he knows this!"

"who I am?"

"Uncle Gong" pointed at himself in confusion with his hand, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahahaha..."

Ha ha ha ha!

"Hug... I'm sorry. I almost forgot my identity after playing the role for so long. I'm so rude!"

"Uncle Gong" stopped laughing, straightened up, and looked at Jian Weilan with interest: "Then do you know what I want to do now?"

"Is the entire Hades just a part of your elaborate lies?" Jian Weilan's face was as dark as water.

There was a faint halo all over his body, as if he had left this world and entered a realm outside the rules, untouchable and unstoppable.

"But whatever your purpose."

Jian Weilan looked indifferent: "I only know that it will fail now, [The Fool]..."

Rumble——!

Suddenly, a raging tide invaded the coastline where the two of them were, and it was so fast that even Jian Weilan had no time to react and immediately jumped onto a rock.

"Unstoppable, right?"

"Uncle Gong" smiled while stroking his hands, as if he was looking up and down at his precious work of art, and marveled: "As expected of a fool, it is indeed not easy to find something that can be effective for you in the world."

"But it's a pity...the dead want to live, and the living want to die. This is the iron law of nature."

"Even you can't escape the sea water of Gui Ming!"

Looking at Jian Weilan, whose expression changed drastically as the water level gradually approached on the rocks, "Uncle Gong" paused his feet indifferently, as if stretching an unfamiliar body.

Only then did Jian Weilan notice that the other party's body was completely floating on the horizontal surface!

How can this be! He looked horrified.

Who is he? !

"So,"

"Uncle Gong" took out a pistol from his pocket, opened the safety and loaded the gun without much skill.

Pointed the gun at him.

"Let me break the wings of the newborn fool and throw them to the thirsty hyenas, and then light the last fireworks for the dispute that continues throughout the world -!"

boom!