Chapter 137 Earthly Executor!

"No, please don't go!"

Canberra woke up from his dream and hurriedly stretched out his hand to try to catch the angel, but his hand seemed to be thousands of feet away from the angel and could not touch the angel at all.

His heart was swallowed by regret and self-blame, and his voice became hoarse and urgent,

"Please give me strength! I am willing to give everything I have, just to save my wife by myself!!"

Seeing Canberra begging so hard, the angel finally stopped and smiled faintly.

"The deal is established!"

She slowly returned to Canberra, and a mirror shining with mysterious light appeared in her hand. Canberra's appearance was reflected in the mirror.

Canberra stared at the black sun in his eyes with wide eyes. The inky black disk seemed to be deeply imprinted in his eye sockets, completely distorting his original eye shape.

At this moment, this mysterious and terrifying black sun was emitting a heart-pounding light.

"God has already given you the power, hasn't he?"

The angel raised his lips slightly, revealing a faint smile, as if telling Campella that he had never faced difficulties himself, so he could not awaken this power.

"Use your heart to experience this power, use it to cleanse all the evil and filth in this world, and let those sinners repent and blame themselves in the blazing flames of the black sun!"

"God has forgiven your past sins and given you the power to uphold justice and take revenge!"

Before the words fell, the angel gently waved his hands, and a giant black sun suddenly emerged, sweeping towards Campella with overwhelming force.

In the blink of an eye, Campella was burned out by the black sun, and was irresistibly sent away from the cyber dimension.

"Huh~~~, pretending to be a messenger of God is really tiring!"

Angewomon let out a long breath, reached out to wipe the non-existent sweat on her forehead, and then rubbed her sore cheeks.

Then, she patted her chest again and said to herself: "Fortunately, I didn't reveal myself..."

At this moment, Qi Wei's figure gradually emerged from a group of flashing data codes like a phantom, and appeared silently behind Angewomon. She smiled jokingly:

"Hey, you acted very realistically! If I didn't know your true character, I almost believed that you were really a messenger of God!"

"Humph, I am a genuine messenger of God, okay!"

Angewomon was immediately furious when he heard this, his beautiful eyes were wide open, and he pinched Qi Wei's cheek and shook her, while not forgetting to argue loudly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are really getting off track~~"

Qi Wei struggled to break free from Angewomon's "claws", while shaking her head helplessly and sighing, but who said that this angel grew up in the cyberpunk world.

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When Canbella came back to his senses from the black sun that penetrated the sky, an indescribable powerful force instantly filled his body, as if it was endless.

He looked around in a daze, and suddenly found that there were numbers of various colors above the heads of every passerby.

This mysterious number aroused Canbella's great curiosity. He tentatively clicked on one of the green numbers, and a picture immediately appeared in front of him:

A man was sneaking away someone's wallet...

It turned out that this number recorded the various crimes this person had committed!

Canbella continued to observe other people. Most of the people had zeros on their heads, indicating that they had not committed any crimes.

And a few people had only a few points. Through the color of the numbers, Campbell found that the darker the number, the more serious the crime.

But when he saw those numbers burning with black flames, his hair stood on end, and he could not help but feel a surge of silent anger in his heart.

There is no doubt that these people are extremely vicious and have committed heinous crimes, such as robbery, murder, arson, trafficking in women and children, etc., which are simply evil!

At this moment, Canberra finally understood: it turns out that each of those black numbers means that an innocent life has been harmed.

Especially when he stared at those burning numbers, the painful cries of the victims seemed to echo in his ears, and their tragic experiences kept flashing in front of his eyes, which reminded him of his own experience.

"They must bear God's punishment!"

Anger and sense of justice intertwined, making Canberra's eyes full of crazy bloodshot.

He secretly vowed to take revenge on these evil people and wipe them all out to purify this world polluted by evil.

Canberra carefully picked up a sharp stone, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and locked tightly on the sinner in front of him with black flame words on his head.

He followed him quietly, as if he had turned into a ghost in the night.

At some point, a thick black mist quietly climbed up Canberra's body, like a mysterious cloak, completely covering him in darkness.

This black mist seemed to have magical power, not only covering his figure, but also covering all his breath and sounds.

At this moment, Canberra was like a killer hidden in the darkness, silent and traceless,

His breath was swallowed up completely, as if he had merged with the surrounding environment.

He was as light as a breeze, weightless;

There was no smell emanating from him, as if he did not exist in this world.

In this silent night, Canbella is the ghost that cannot be found, making it hard to guard against.

Finally, when they walked into a quiet alley together, the opportunity came.

Canbella swung the stone in his hand without hesitation and smashed it hard on the sinner's head.

With a dull sound of "bang~~~", the sharp stone easily broke the sinner's fragile back of the head, and the sinner fell to the ground silently, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

Therefore, Canbella did not relax. He knew that these sinners carrying black flame texts were not ordinary people and would not die so easily.

So he continued to hit the other party's head violently with a stone, again and again, until he confirmed that the black flame text had completely dissipated.

After completing the task, Canbella stood up silently, with a firm and cold look in his eyes. He whispered to himself:

"I am the apostle of God, the earthly executor of God's punishment. If justice cannot punish sin, then I will exercise judgment in the darkness and give sinners the destruction they deserve. Amen!"

As Campbell sang, the endless darkness swallowed up the body under him. Campbell merged into the darkness again without hesitation and embarked on his own path of defending justice.