"Swish, swish, swish..."

The sword light flashed ten times, and they raised the sword and dropped it. With one sword strike, a human head fell to the ground.

The so-called legends, the so-called bishops, and the so-called masters are no different from ordinary humans when their heads are chopped off.

The blood they spurt out is also red, and it cannot spray farther than ordinary people.

After killing more than a hundred high-level officials, their family members were killed next.

My wife's brothers, from my grandfather down to my great-great-grandson (five generations), should die for all their sins, and no one will be spared.

Originally Catherine didn't want to kill so many.

But when the members of the Sisters of Silence put in front of Catherine the incriminating evidence that Adela had secretly collected, which could not fit in the whole room, she realized how bad these bishops and corrupt officials were.

They used their almost unrestricted power to help countless of their relatives and friends gain more unrestricted power.

He can even do things like privately monopolize hero orders.

Unrestricted power will inevitably bring unrestricted corruption.

Almost every one of the bishop's family members deserved to die a hundred times.

A state treasurer named Geerhaibo. Among his twelve sons, even the one who committed the least serious crime raped sixteen women.

Ten of them were other people's wives, and three were humiliated and had no way of revenge and eventually committed suicide.

First there were more than a hundred corrupt officials and bishops, and then there were more than three thousand family members.

Row after row of corpses fell, and row after row of criminals were pressed up.

For every person who was killed, there would be a reader standing next to him, who would read out their sins one by one.

The longest one took the reader half an hour to read without finishing it.

The people of Shengtian City who were watching went from cheering and shouting to bursting into tears to being indifferent.

Only then did they realize why their lives were so miserable.

Being oppressed by these people, can life not be miserable?

Catherine killed for most of the day, and the red blood spread all over the execution platform. The sticky blood even covered the insteps of the Queen's Guards of the Holy Sword and the Round Table.

Finally, all those who deserved to be executed were executed, except for the last big fish.

With his hands tied, Inheim was escorted step by step by Luo Shi and Mrak to the bloody execution platform.

He is the only true legend known throughout Erathia among those executed today.

The reader raised the incriminating evidence in his hand and read loudly:

"Inheim, the legendary hero.

The sins are as follows.

1. Persecution, designed to turn a total of 249,856 humans into pilgrims.

Equivalent to killing 249,856 humans.

2. Connivance, instigation, and teaching of subordinates to engage in corruption, accept bribes, and plunder.

The total amount involved is at least 157 million gold coins.

three……"

As the reader read, Inheim raised his head.

"Hahaha, okay! That's great!"

He looked at Catherine and shouted as if he was delirious:

"Catherine, you can kill me, can you kill the selfish desires in our human hearts?

You are noble!

You, Mrak, Sousa, and the people around you are all for humanity and have no selfish motives.

But, what about your next generation? What about Mrak’s next generation? What about Souza’s next generation?!

In the future, if your son wants to enjoy himself, get something for nothing, or exploit the people, will you kill him too?

You can take care of your son, you can take care of your grandson, but what happens when you die? Who will take care of you?

Even the descendants of King Carbon have produced something like Roland. How can your Lien Hart family be any better?

Power has fallen into your hands. Can your descendants be as selfish as you and have no selfish motives for mankind?

Now, the descendants of the legendary heroes of Erathia can be trained in the Imperial Royal Academy without any conditions, but ordinary people like me have difficulty even eating enough.

When I was about to starve to death and had to look for grass roots in the snow, Katherine, you were being taught to ride a horse by King Griffin.

While I was crawling on the streets of the main city, Catherine you were bathing in a comfortable bath.

While I was studying the doctrine day and night just to stay in the monastery, Catherine you were in love with Gru.

Catherine, you killed the rest of us,

You say you are doing it for your so-called fairness, then tell me, where is the fairness we should have?

We are all human beings, because of different family names. You have tasted all the sweetness that fate has brought to you, and I have tasted all the bitter fruits that fate has brought to me.

To get the same harvest, I have to work a hundred times a thousand times harder.

But now, you are standing on the stage with a sword, judging me from above.

Are you very impressive now?

Where were you when my parents were bitten to death by hellhounds?

Where were you when my sister was raped by the horned devil?

Human justice and fairness are all nonsense! The human race is inferior and should all die! They should all become pilgrims and be eaten by angels!

After I die, I will also curse you in hell.

Curse your children to become like me, curse your children to become scum and villains who exploit the poor again.

I will wait patiently until it’s time to laugh at you.”

Inheim seemed to be crazy. He stretched out his hand and shouted in despair:

"Just wait, that day will definitely come."

Inheim's crazy words reached the ears of the surrounding people. The numb people immediately raised their heads and stared at Catherine.

Catherine pulled out the true Griffin Heart Blade and walked towards Inheim step by step.

She said in a deep voice:

"You feel that you have suffered injustice, and so do I.

I drew this sword to resolve this injustice.

However, injustice is not an excuse for you to harm others.

Because you have endured suffering, you will bring more suffering to more people?

Because your life is difficult, after you gained strength, you persecuted hundreds of thousands of people and caused them to lose their lives?

Your sin cannot be explained by your origin!

As for our future generations, you don't have to worry.

If the Geffen Hart family falls and I can't take care of it, there will definitely be another human being who will step up and take care of it.

If I cannot burn away the sins of mankind this time, someone will burn them again in the future."

Catherine walked up to Inheim and said loudly:

"But this has nothing to do with you, sinner!"

She inserted the sword into Inheim's heart, and Inheim's pupils shrank and he slowly fell down.

Until the moment he fell, he was still muttering:

"I curse you, I curse you."

"Cultivators in Teyvat Continent"

Cultivating immortality, wielding swords and riding the wind, performing chivalrous acts, slaying demons and defending the Way. This is a story of a cultivator in the end of the Dharma era who accidentally broke into the Teyvat continent. Faced with the completely untouched spiritual energy and cave heaven and paradise of the Teyvat continent,

What kind of brilliance will traditional cultivation bring to this alien continent? In short, this is the story of a cultivator in Teyvat in the Age of Ending Dharma~~
Chapter completed!