Cthulhu Gonfalon

"The facts of the crime are clear, the evidence is conclusive, and the crime is certain!" The **** of law once again said that the establishment of another crime of the **** of fear was announced.

This is already the 198th day of the public hearing, and nearly 700,000 crimes have been verified.

The vast majority of the more than one hundred and twenty million crimes of the **** of fear are those that do not require detailed verification—on a certain date, he instructed or partnered with other evil gods to launch certain evil activities. Things are well known in the Pantheon, and there is no need for further verification.

If even those are verified, it is equal to laughing at everyone's IQ.

What needs to be verified are crimes that are not well known to the public or that are particularly serious.

The gods do not need to rest, the public trials continue this way, and a pile of crimes is successively proved. From time to time, just by name, the gods are clear that the content does not need further verification. By now, more than half of the crimes have been obtained. Checked.

As for the fact that these crimes will be summed up in the end, it is almost unquestionable to figure out what a serious crime and how cruel punishment is.

The **** of fear sits silently on the dock and has completely abandoned resistance. He knows that he has lost completely, and there is no room for resistance. It is better to take advantage of the last time and enjoy the preciousness of life.

However, this "enjoyment" is really a torment.

The determination of every crime made him shocked and knew that he had lost a little bit of time left.

At this time, he is grateful that he has done enough bad things over the years, and it takes so much time to make sure that he has spent a lot of time working on his own.

"It’s so good to live..." The **** of fear has completely ignored the trial, but he is unable to sit in the chair of the dock, staring blankly at the magical blue sky and red sun above his head.

After a long time, I don’t know how long, he suddenly shouted: "I protest! How can there be a cloud in the sky?"

The man who is busy verifying his sin is stunned and looks at him doubtfully.

"Since there is the sky and the sun, why is there no cloud?" The **** of fear eloquently asked, "And there is no wind! It is ridiculous!"

"Is this related to your crime?" asked Xiong Xiong.

The **** of fear does not answer, but repeatedly emphasizes the irrationality of this sky.

In the front row of the audience, the **** of the sky blinked and found that many gods turned their attention to themselves.

"Hey? What does this have to do with me?" He wondered and asked depressedly.

But who called him "the **** of the sky"? Under the gaze of the gods, He had to sigh and wave his hand, so on the monotonous blue sky, many large and small clouds appeared, and they flowed without urgency. At the meeting of the empty trial conference, the wind of harmony was also blown up.

Solved this problem, the **** of fear sighed with satisfaction, and restored the previous appearance of seemingly half-dead, sitting in a chair and staring at the sky.

"Is this guy not stupid?" There was a shouting of the gods. "I always feel that his mind is not normal."

"You are not the only one who thinks so."

"Yeah, I think so too!"

"Nima, I thought I thought so!"

"Haha, me too!"

It is no wonder that the gods feel that the **** of fear is not like a normal person in his mind - hey, the **** is still normal.

Yan Xiong stared at him carefully for a long time, repeatedly asked, but did not get any answer, and finally had to sigh helplessly, ignore the sudden nerves of the guy, continue to judge.

Time passed again and again, and when all the crimes were verified, the gods secretly let out a sigh of relief.

This is probably the longest trial in the world. The entire trial process lasted for more than three hundred days. Considering the time required for the final judgment, I am afraid that it will almost be close to the mortal year.

The mortal trials are sometimes entangled for a long time, and most of them happen when the two sides decide whether the crime is certain, whether the crime is established, and the heated debate and constant argumentation. The vast majority of crimes of the **** of fear do not need to be argued at all. As long as they are briefly explained, everyone can be sure that they are established. Only a very small number of crimes need to be called witnesses. The efficiency is high enough to make the mortal courts feel ashamed.

However, the number of crimes of the **** of fear is really too much!

One hundred and twenty-seven thousand four hundred and forty-nine articles!

If the courts between the people try to judge, it is estimated that several sets of judges and plaintiffs will be prepared, and everyone will take turns. Otherwise, I am afraid that the judges and the plaintiff will be exhausted before they come out.

Fortunately, the gods are not tired, at least not tired because of this simple and easy work. Yuxiong and the **** of law have put this 1,276,449 crimes one by one, and show them in front of the legendary powers of the gods and the mortal world. They are determined one by one.

This process is very long, and the legendary powerhouses who have been long enough to hear half or even a little while can't support it. They have to rest.

There is a special lounge in the conference hall. The layout of the lounge is relatively simple, which is an ordinary room. Whether it is a mortal or a god, if you want to rest, you can only go to this simple room. Fortunately, even if it is the mortal who has the highest requirements on living conditions, I know that I can't pay attention to this with the gods, but no one jumps out and picks up the thorns. I have taken a rest and honestly, and then continue to listen to the trial.

For a year, for the eternal immortal gods, it is like a slap in the face, even for those mortals, it is not a thing - the life of the legendary strong is calculated by the "millennium", a year, Everyone can afford it.

The time of this year is an unbearable suffering for the **** of fear. He tried to find a way to send depression, but in the end all the methods lost their effect. Now He just sat squatting on the chair, opening his mouth slightly, his eyes stunned and motionless.

If it is not that his light is still stable, everyone will only suspect that he is dead.

"Well, all the crimes have been verified." The **** of law said seriously, "Now, I will pronounce the conviction of these crimes. But before the verdict, according to the rules, I have to ask, who else is present? Want to supplement these crimes or raise an objection?"

Gods, look at me, I look at you, shaking their heads.

supplement? More than one million crimes, what else to add!

objection? Who special brains into the water, raise objections here! Don't you die?

However, there are still people who actually stand up.

"I have objections!" A shroud with a black robes and a thin figure stood up. "The vast majority of crimes under the Lord of Fear have no relevant laws. Since there is no relevant law, it is a crime." It can't be established!"

Ah? !

Is it really special? !

The gods were stunned and looked at the guy who raised the objection. A **** near him suddenly screamed: "You are the **** of shadows and assassinations! You are not dead?!"

The hood of the whole body under the black robes took off the hood that covered his head, revealing a pale, sinister, black-haired girl who looked uncomfortable and did not recover.

This face, everyone is very angry, because for a long time, even the unlucky people who died under his knife, most of them only saw the black figure.

"Yes, I am the **** of shadows and assassinations." The only loyal subordinate of the **** of fear admitted frankly, "I know what you want to say. Since I came today, I have no plans to leave alive! But, for this. Trial, I have objections!"

"There has never been a clear written law among the gods, and there is no content for the gods in the legal provisions of the mortal. So even if the crime of the Lord of fear is determined, you can't decide his sin!"

He was not afraid of the gaze of all around him, and he stood in the audience with a gesture that could be called pride. He looked at the trial court without retreat, watching the hero and the **** of law, shouting loudly.

"This trial can only stop here!"