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Chapter 385: Doubts from the Hand of Judgment (Update !)

"Woo..."

The cold wind from the lower plane blew through the huge skull above the plain.

The edges of the tax profits in that huge cavity rubbed against each other, making a creepy sound.

Like the wail of a resentful ghost...

Of course, in this lower plane axis area that has lost its power.

Ghosts and the like are not that rare.

Cold bone fragments and some unidentified remains filled every corner here.

They are stacked layer upon layer, like the foundation soil, outlining the contours of this dark world.

And in them, there are some hideous holes so deep that there is no end in sight.

It seemed to be the product of some horrific battle...

Those restless souls wander in this dark place all day long.

There is no sky of the material world here.

When all things stand on the earth and look up.

He would most likely be able to see that, far away outside the material realm, there was a cold land where a large number of unclean undead souls were wandering...

This place is the former center of Aled...

And now, this dark place has once again welcomed the dazzling brilliance:
"boom!"

With the roar of thunder and the crushing of dirt, Yi Dong jumped directly down from the lower plane of the upper layer!
Everything here looks twisted and weird.

However, in Yi Dong's view, it still has its relatively stable unique rules and order.

When the force of Yi Dong's jump suppressed the traction from the upper space, his jump or fall reached a certain threshold.

The rules from the lower space quickly pulled him over.

"Boom!"

With a dull sound, this dead silent world that had not changed for a long time welcomed a restless fire...

In the material world, the divine light lingering around Yi Dong is not so eye-catching.

They are comparable in intensity to natural light for non-evil-deflected subjects.

Only when facing evil and deviant enemies will they feel the dazzling light.

And now is the moment for this passion to shine...

Just like a celestial being descending from the plane of positive energy, Yi Dong's arrival undoubtedly received the "highest courtesy" from the indigenous people here.

"Roar……"

From the dark places deep within the lower planes, a low and dangerous roar was heard.

Along with this roar, the undead lives that had been dormant in the deeper darkness began to wake up one after another.

They didn't know why they were still being summoned when the lords of the lower planes had already fallen one after another.

However, the first moment he woke up, he noticed Yi Dong who appeared at that moment.

It started with the deepest hatred of the undead themselves, and no other reasons were needed...

Under Yi Dong's gaze, the whole earth seemed to be "boiling"!
Along with the constantly uncovered bone fragments, one after another, hideous-looking undead creatures emerged from the earth.

They came toward him in a great mass.

Like a group of ants that have caught the scent of honey...

A long-lost scene...

Yi Dong stared at everything in front of him.

And the next moment, a storm of thunder gathered around him!

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Meanwhile, somewhere in the multiverse
Fiery Fist - Hand of Judgment - Brightout was enjoying his lunch.

He never appreciated the luxurious and sophisticated tastes of the nobles.

For Brighton, a large piece of bread, a large piece of roast meat and a glass of strong wine were enough to form a feast for him to enjoy.

Even long ago, he had completely broken away from the limitations of flesh and blood.

No longer needing to run around every day for food or better food like the ordinary.

But Brighthut still maintained his normal routine as a mortal.

He gets up on time for training, eats and sleeps on time.

Nothing seemed to have changed.

Except for his friends, who have now been replaced by the grandchildren of the original generation...

And at this moment, Brightult suddenly received some kind of revelation.

Are there new heresies or evils that need to be cleansed?
Braytourt chewed the bread in his mouth slowly.

This started with the rough craftsmanship of the giant, but it complemented each other perfectly under his teeth at this moment.

But the next moment, the revelation from the God made his eyes show a rare emotion:

Training with a Guardian?
Brightout swallowed the last bite of bread and drank the liquor on the table.

He raised his head, trying to look through the ceiling and directly into the palace of the gods.

Brighton was obviously a little confused about this.

This kind of work was apparently rare for him in the long years he had spent at Brighton.

He was never the embodiment of the will of the gods; he had a completely different will.

From a macro perspective, his relationship with these good gods is more like a cooperation in an alliance sequence.

Many people said that he was only one step away from becoming a legend...

Some people say:

The reason why Brighthorn has not achieved legendary status is because he is too deeply involved with the gods.

Now he is more like a judgment war machine formed by the combined power of gods.

But Bright never took it seriously.

He didn't have any fanatical or paranoid ideas about this.

His life is simple and repetitive, but definitely not boring.

"protector?"

Brighthorn looked at the scene that appeared before his eyes under the revelation of God:
It was in a deep lower plane area, where a thunder giant was carrying out a ruthless purification.

Brightturt recognized the place—Aled, one of the lower planes that he had once conquered with the gods.

Now, it is said that they have transformed it into a training ground for new recruits...

Braithwaite actually disagrees with this.

If we know that our own death is illusory, is the courage that arises from it real?
After looking at it for a while, Bright's brows slightly frowned.

He obviously knew why the gods wanted him to be their training subject.

Obviously, in the eyes of the gods, this is a good seedling for the good camp.

Brightout could perceive more information from the other party from the picture:

After committing such a large amount of killing, he was still able to maintain a sufficiently stable mind and morality.

Plus the combat potential it has shown...

After witnessing the other side's battle process, Brighturt also recognized the gods' gaze.

And the reason why he frowned slightly was also based on this:
He could see that the other party had the same trust in his fists as he did.

This is most likely because the gods chose him as a person to hone their skills.

It’s just——how can I keep doing it over and over again…

Looking at the fighting skills displayed by the opponent on the screen.

In this regard, Brightout was undoubtedly somewhat puzzled...

(End of this chapter)