Another guard's face crumpled in collapse, ugliness overflowing from his eyes: "Exactly, exactly! The Gods made a mistake!
I can't be guilty!"
"I'm not guilty! I'm absolutely not guilty! I've shed blood for Tokyo!"
"They made a mistake! The Gods must have made a mistake!"
One after another, the guards collapsed, their eyes filled with vile ugliness.
"Fake! It must be fake! The Great Judgment must be fake!"
Someone began to deny the existence of Gods.
"That's right, it must be fake, it must be a conspiracy by other countries!"
"Gods? How could Gods exist?!"
Hirawaki Takuto's face contorted so much that his teeth showed: "Yes, yes, yes, it's fake, it's a conspiracy by other countries."
"Gods? Bullshit, how can Gods exist in this world?"
Speaking of which, he seemed to have found his greatest confidence, spreading his arms wide.
"Science! We must believe in science, how can Gods exist in this world?"
At this moment, a maid walked in and calmly spoke to the frantic guards.
"Have you all gone mad? Gods exist, stop deceiving yourselves."
"What did you say?" Hirawaki Takuto looked over, his eyes bloodshot: "You, a mere maid, who do you think you're talking to?"
If it had been before, the maid would have trembled with fear, but now she had an unprecedented confidence, which came from the Gods.
"Anyway, you will all be judged in ten days, this is just your final hysteria."
"Shut up!" A provoked guard pulled out a pistol and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
A crisp sound rang out, but the next moment, the guard's hand holding the gun exploded.
"Ahhhhhh" The guard rolled on the ground, clutching his wrist, which was gushing red liquid.
"What?!"
The guards, their eyes bloodshot, looked at the maid who was radiating light.
"Rebound!" The maid stretched out her hand; she was also drenched in sweat, her psychological fortitude wasn't that strong.
She was a domestic maid serving the Holy Son, and because the Holy Son was very kind, all the maids in the Saint Residence were also very kind.
"This is a Divine Blessing bestowed upon me by the Gods, Rebound, which can reflect attacks."
Some hurried footsteps approached, and everyone's tense fear instantly eased. Looking over, it was the Holy Son, dressed in a pure white dress.
"Stop it, all of you."
The Holy Son looked at the guards whose faces were contorted with ugliness, somewhat incredulously.
Most of her guards were actually guilty individuals, which made her involuntarily activate 'Mind Reading'.
"Holy Son! She's only 14 and already so beautiful, I really want to—. If only I could—
The Holy Son looked at Hirawaki Takuto, her captain of the guard, her eyes widening slightly.
This guard captain actually harbored so many improper thoughts about her, and it was all to use her to gain more power.
Not only that, he also thought about finding more Cursed Children to practice shooting during his days off.
Although the other guards were slightly better, what they thought was also quite despicable.
The Holy Son bit her silver teeth and pointed outside: "You, all of you who have been deemed guilty by the Gods, leave the Saint Residence!"
Hirawaki Takuto was incredulous: "What? Holy Son, I, I am your chief guard—
"Yes, that's right, I am your guard, Holy Son."
"If we, if we leave, who will protect you?"
The Holy Son radiated a pure white, gentle light and pointed at them: "Gods will protect me, now please leave."
"Ah!" Hirawaki Takuto looked at the Holy Son, who was radiating light and holiness at this moment, and was so scared that his pants became wet.
"Go, I'll go immediately, I'll go immediately!"
"Ahhhh—." Hirawaki Takuto scrambled and stumbled out.
Those guards who were judged guilty also ran out, scared out of their wits.
"Holy Son." The maid bowed respectfully.
The Divine Blessing granted to her by the Gods told her that the Holy Son was the 'Saintess' of the Gods, and all who received a Divine Blessing needed to obey her.
"Mm." The Holy Son nodded, feeling very distressed: "I didn't expect that more than half of the Saint Residence's guards are guilty individuals."
"Holy Son, do you have any instructions?" The innocent guards excitedly came before her.
Although they did not receive the favor of the Gods, the Holy Son whom they protected did, and they would not be cleared by the Great Judgment in ten days.
They were now thankful that they had never done anything bad; although they had not helped the Cursed Children, they had also not harmed them.
The Holy Son said: "Yamada, I now appoint you as chief guard. Go and arrange for the news agency immediately; I want to address all citizens of Tokyo."
"Yes! Holy Son!"
At this time, the whole world had already begun to descend into chaos. Most of those who were guilty were people with some ability, such as thugs,
shop owners, police, politicians, promoters, military personnel, IISO, and so on.
This was the top-to-bottom moral decay of human society in all regions of the world.
Because the public's emotions needed an outlet, unfortunately, children with Gastrea genes, whose minds had not yet fully formed and posed no threat, were the best targets, as they had no ability to resist.
In addition to the aforementioned individuals, some ordinary people who had indirectly harmed Cursed Children by going with the flow were also marked as guilty.
These individuals exceeded 50% and approached 60% of the total human population.
Aside from a minority of 5% good people, the rest barely passed the Great Judgment's threshold.
More than half of humanity would be subjected to the Great Judgment, thus the entire world's social order was completely chaotic.
Smashing, looting, and burning were happening everywhere.
"How can I be a guilty person! All I did was kill a few Gastrea trash, they deserved to die anyway!"
"They are Gastrea! Not humans! Why should I be guilty?!"
"No, I'm not guilty, I'm not guilty, I haven't killed them, at most I just took my anger out on them!"
"Gods, my ass! How dare they judge me guilty! I—"
Boom!
A thuggish man with a bloated face pointed at the sky and cursed loudly.
But before he could finish cursing, a bolt of lightning struck from a clear sky, illuminating the sky for an instant.
The thug was instantly charred to a crisp.
Rumble rumble rumble—
The clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and flashes of lightning flickered within them.
"Divine punishment?"
"Gods are angry!"
Such incidents were happening all over the world; anyone who insulted the Gods was struck down by a bolt of lightning from a clear sky.
At this moment, looking down at the entire planet from space, one would find that all human-populated areas were enveloped in vortices of dark clouds.
This was not Xia Wei's doing; he would not be angered by the cries of a few insects about to be sprayed with insecticide.
These were the actions of the two world wills; they were following the Gods' Order to deliver divine punishment to humans who insulted the supreme Gods.
If it were during normal times, cursing might be overlooked, as Gods wouldn't bother to look down at insects for no reason.
But now, Gods were here and preparing for the Great Judgment. If you provoke them, what else would they do but strike you down?