Chapter 1487: The Masses Boiled with Rage
"Me too!"
The limping Transcendent from earlier jumped onto the counter and stood shoulder to shoulder with the Bald Strongman.
He too tore open his clothes, exposing the thin body beneath, its flesh pitted and scarred as though sulfuric acid had corroded it into the surface of the moon.
"I was the ringleader!"
The Transcendent, beside himself with fury, thrust out his chest, which had been torn to pieces by monster bites, and pointed at his violently beating heart. "In my opinion, there's no need to trouble you all by sending me to the Superhuman Tower for trial—you don't have the authority to execute first and report later? Then judge me right here, right now!"
The outraged actions of the two Transcendents completely ignited everyone's fury.
"Me too!" "I was the one who started this!"
"Don't listen to them. I'm the ringleader! Come on, judge me—hit me right here, right in Grandpa's chest!"
"What the hell are secret police? What the hell is 'Stop Superhuman Crime'? The Nine Great Cultivation Families hoard cultivation resources—shouldn't that count as Transcendent crime too? Why don't I see you secret police investigating them, arresting them, stopping them?"
"They don't dare investigate the Nine Great Cultivation Families. They're originally just watchdogs raised by the Nine Great Cultivation Families!"
"And you call yourselves 'Adjudicators'? Adjudicate my ass!"
Everyone tore open their shirts, revealing scars that gleamed like medals.
They linked their powerful arms together, forming surging chains of people that rose and fell like waves, with all the momentum of charging into the overwhelming Beast Tide back then, hearts filled with a determination to face death without flinching.
Some even removed their Spirit-Powered Prosthetic Limbs and hurled them at the secret police.
The secret police were not hit.
But