Chapter 126 The God of Killing Comes to the World

Senate.

It used to be as lively as a market place, and the president and the senators were arguing.

When everyone's light brains are turned on at the same time, people turn on their light brains, but they are all dumbfounded.

"Goddess of justice! Who gave you the right to act like this!" shouted an exasperated senator.

The voice of the goddess of justice sounded a little at ease: "In view of the urgency of the incident and the urgency of time, I think the current situation is suitable for Articles 17, 21, and 37 of the Federal Constitution."

After a brief recollection, people finally understood the whole story.

Many people looked at an old man with gray hair but meticulously combed.

The old man pondered for a long time, sighed, and said: "The combination of Articles 17, 21, and 37 of the Federal Constitution does have such an opportunity to allow the Goddess of Justice to surpass the current thirty-seven restrictions on civilians. terms, direct decision-making.”

He is the most authoritative interpretation of the Constitution.

People first breathed a sigh of relief.

This at least shows that the Goddess of Justice did not violate any laws, nor did she act against the will of human beings.

But soon, many people smiled wryly, with a little helplessness.

First of all, the Federal Constitution, which represents the highest interests of the Federation, is almost unshakable-even if it is to be rewritten, the initiation procedure is very complicated, and now is not the time.

Secondly, the Goddess of Justice is a machine that executes commands according to scientific logic. Once a decision is made, it will be executed immediately.

Such a thing cannot be undone.

Who can be blamed for such a thing?

The president stood up suddenly and asked in a deep voice, "Goddess of justice, how is the situation now?"

The goddess of justice said: "Everyone, please take a look."

A light curtain appeared on the podium.

"At present, 59,812 people have been successfully rescued, and the number of rescued people is continuing to rise."

There was no smile on the president's face.

He stared at the several members below, and said coldly, "If this were the case, many innocent people would not die."

"But have you thought about the follow-up question? Everyone has mobile armor to use, then everyone can kill! Kill anyone!" A senator jumped up and shouted.

"In the current environment, I believe that the first thing people do when they take up arms is to defend themselves." The president replied without hesitation.

The senator said tit-for-tat: "Yes, take up arms to defend yourself, and then what? Grab food, rob women, rob houses, form forces, fight against the government and fight against nobles. After this, can this country still be called a country?"

The president sighed and looked at him solemnly: "Because the people haven't done evil yet, deprive them of their hope of survival. Can we do this?"

The senator gave an ugly snort, stood up, and slammed the door away.

White Sands County.

The bustling city center in the past has now become a ghost, with cannibals and murderers everywhere.

In the dead silence, the voice of the communicator suddenly sounded.

The man looked at the communicator and saw a familiar name on it.

This name brought him countless warmth, countless joys, and experienced many good memories with him.

Countless emotions flashed through his pupils, and finally turned into a trace of imperceptible pain.

The man stared blankly at the communicator, finally sighed, and pressed the answer button.

"Let's break up." The opposite said.

"Why?" He hesitated and asked unconsciously.

"It's not an era of peace now, I want to live." The girl said.

"I... can..." he hesitated.

"You can?" There seemed to be more emotion in the tone of the opposite side, "No, you can't, now only the nobles can protect my life."

"Is it him? You've never looked down on him, no, you mean, you're going with him—"

"Yes, bye."

The communicator hangs up.

silence.

After a while, the man turned on the communicator and dialed the phone again.

This time, though, it's another number.

"Mom, how are you doing there?" he asked.

Talked there for a long time.

He seemed relieved to hear this, and said, "Well, in that case, thanks to the timely arrival of the mecha, I would like to thank the Goddess of Justice for saving you."

"Nobles? They are impossible, they must be the goddess of justice."

"Hey, I said, don't worry about it, Mom, I'm fine and safe here too."

"But there is one very important matter that I have to report to you."

"Don't be nervous, it's a surprise."

"You may have trouble reaching me for a long time."

"because--"

The man tries to make his tone happy.

"I was hired by the federal secret service!"

"Yes, your son, must be the best."

"Treatment? The treatment is good, everything is good, there is a house and a shuttle, but you can't easily communicate with the outside world."

"Well, um, the federation is like this, the situation is broken, so the government is very strict with us. I can't call you later. If you miss me, just leave me a message and I will get back when I have time."

"Girlfriend... I broke up. I'll look back and find someone more beautiful. I'll take it home to show you."

"Yes, now the Federation is in great trouble, and there are shortages of people everywhere. I found a good job at once, the conditions are good, and everything will be fine."

"Well, I gave you a sum of money, don't be reluctant to spend it."

"I take a lot of money in a month. This amount of money is nothing, don't save it."

"Don't save for me."

"If you save for me, I won't bring my girlfriend back!"

"Yes, you have to use the money yourself, and you want to live a better life, so that I can work at ease."

"Okay, Mom, don't talk anymore, our leader is here."

"kindness."

"kindness."

"Take care of yourself."

The man turned off his optical brain, and his emotions slowly calmed down.

All the worries are done, which is good.

There is no wind around, and the sky is just right, allowing people to see the scene in the distance.

He habitually kicked his left leg slightly, and his movements were smooth and free.

His left knee was hit by a car and fell so badly that he couldn't even find a job.

It's a pity that the person who hit him was a noble who had no mercy in his heart, otherwise he would have received more compensation.

Otherwise, the day will not be so difficult.

Fortunately, my knee is now healed too.

- Perfect recovery.

He raised his hand and subconsciously reached for the frame, but it was empty.

He suddenly realized that his eyesight had also recovered, and he no longer needed that thing.

There are of course disadvantages.

The originally clear eyes were replaced by a bright red, all the desires in the body disappeared, leaving only the only thought.

kill.

The man stood at the top of the mountain of corpses formed by thousands of corpses and looked into the distance.

On the other side of the city, there is also a huge mountain.

That mountain is somewhat the same as his mountain, but it is different.

In the same way, the mountain was built up with corpses one after another, up to the height of a hundred-story building.

The difference is that the mountain seems to be alive, constantly spraying out a dark yellow mist.

"Want to fight me in court?"

The man said, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips--like an involuntary appetite reaction when he saw an afternoon dessert.

Suddenly, two ferocious huge bone spurs emerged from his back.

Those blood-red pupils became crazy and cruel.

"No! Never allow it! All living creatures in this city belong to me!"

The man roared wildly, and a bloody glow appeared from his body.

When he roared, the whole world became dead silent - it seemed that all living beings were trembling silently.

The next moment, he stepped on the corpse and jumped high, turned into a blood-colored streamer, and flew towards the corpse mountain shrouded in yellow mist.