It wasn't a fall from grace.
Not only was its very first line brimming with a sense of justice, but even its actions carried the air of a court of law. In that moment, the Deformed Angel before him seemed to grow even more imposing.
Another Higher Being associated with the law? The Chief Judge?
Fu Qian recalled an important research topic from some time ago.
Its appearance was nothing like that Golden Tree. He wondered what relationship they had.
Its abilities also manifested somewhat differently. Rather than establishing laws, they felt more like passing judgment and pronouncing guilt.
That made its chuunibyou-esque outburst just now seem suddenly reasonable.
How could it make people submit to the law without passing sentence?
In short, after all the evil he'd done, it seemed he was finally going to be brought to justice.
And unlike the Ill Omen he'd encountered in Xiyuan long ago, this one was likely backed by the true core of the law. It wouldn't be easy to deal with—which was great.
Faced with a somewhat tricky situation, Fu Qian couldn't have been more pleased.
What could be more gratifying than stumbling upon a way to deepen his research into an old topic while working on a new one?
Now that was what he called hitting the jackpot.
He had once speculated that to further verify the nature of his World-Weariness constitution and the remade commandments, he might need to encounter the original version.
And now he'd run into one in such a special place. What a fleeting research opportunity.
"Can I appeal the verdict?"
Not wanting to waste the chance, Fu Qian immediately asked a question.
Without a doubt, his appeal was rejected.
It was a perfectly reasonable request, but the Chief Judge seemed to ignore him outright.