He was conquering, destroying.
Here, in this Judgment Court of [Justice].
The Finale Judgment Enforcer walked the earth.
Wherever he went, Finality followed.
This time, Ye Qiyan used no other powers. He held [Judgment Enforcer] aloft in his left hand and gripped the Judgment Hammer, taller than a person, in his right.
One after another, he charged and judged those giants who stood above High Heaven, proclaiming themselves just!
To oppose him was a crime. To claim innocence was a crime.
Crime demanded punishment.
The Final Act stood above justice.
He bestowed [Evil and Finality] upon the people he had liberated.
If Ye Qiyan was a god, then they were his apostles.
But Ye Qiyan was no god.
He was human.
He rejected all faith and accepted all gratitude in full.
Revenge! Destruction!
This was the Judgment Court.
This was the supposed endpoint of the path known as the [Judgment System].
Liberation! Break free!
Let this endpoint vanish from people's sight!
Let this path become infinite!
At that moment, just as Ye Qiyan smashed a group of giants to pieces.
Miatila's voice suddenly rang out beside his ear.
[Ding-dong!] [Warning! Master, this world's Platform Lord is using platform permissions to expel you! Attention! Attention! You are about to leave this platform!]
The world was changing.
The world itself began to reject him, as though trying to squeeze out a wooden splinter embedded in a finger.
The world would suffer pain, but it was a necessary price to expel him.
"So it really is the Platform Lord. Looking at it this way, I'm increasingly convinced this lord is a Train Conductor."
Ye Qiyan grinned, not even bothering to resist. He spread his arms and let this world's space expel him.
He closed his eyes, then opened them.
When he