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"This guy..."
Fukalos instantly understood what was going on and glared at Dotore with some annoyance.
Not to mention that a god of justice would not stand idly by and watch such injustice happen.
Given the severity of this incident, if it weren't for Narukami, Inazuma's friend, being indifferent to worldly affairs, the relationship between Fontaine and Inazuma would have deteriorated drastically.
After all, Dotole was using his status as a Fontaine craftsman to carry out his work under the guise of technology import.
The current lockdown order may well be partly due to this tragedy.
“If you hadn’t brought it up, I would have almost forgotten about this old story.”
"However, there's no point in bringing up the past again."
"The path of the wise is always full of doubt and misunderstanding, and that disaster was just a trivial sacrifice on the way to the truth." The hoarse but steady voice revealed a hint of disapproval.
The doctor didn't care at all about this past sin.
After all, in the grand scheme of his life, this was just a small episode in the process of collecting experimental materials.
Those victims are not even worth remembering, Dr.
They are just numbers, nothing more.
“God of justice, if you are truly just, then judge me.”
"If you cannot judge me, empty talk will only reveal the pathetic state of so-called justice."
Entering Evil Eye mode, Dotole, shrouded in an ominous aura, looked down arrogantly from the air.
He didn't think he would lose—after all, in the doctor's eyes, the lofty gods were not unattainable.
After hundreds of years of exploration, this most powerful version of itself now possesses enough strength to trample upon it.
Looking at the doctor like this, I was about to say—I helped your Narcissus shrink back.
As the goddess of wisdom, she inherited none of the fighting power of the Great Tree King; the only thing she could possibly possess was the wisdom to unify the Sumeru people.
But this thing, you might not have much of a problem using it for something as basic as a cannon.
He was made of paper.
However, he is no easy opponent, even among demon gods, given his current status.
Especially when facing the Doctor, Narcida didn't even dare to use the Void.
See that pitch-black color? That's clearly the lingering resentment of a demon god!
Given that the Doctor also has the means to interfere with the void, if this guy were to channel that thing into the void, everyone in Sumeru would be wiped out without even having to think of a solution.
"Alright, use your own strength to reinforce the Tree of Wisdom."
"I'll take care of this guy soon."
Seeing that the badminton player was unwilling to give up, 'Funinga' sighed, patted the former's head, and comforted her.
Then, he turned his hand and planted the emerging radiance of pure water into the ground.
Starting from the sword's heart, the azure crystal began to spread, eventually enveloping the entire Pure Land Palace.
But it's not quite the same as dealing with Rene and the Star-Devouring Whale, those two easy targets.
It will take some effort to deal with this wicked guy who doesn't even realize his own evil.
'Furina' casually removed her towering hat, a hint of coldness flashing in her heterochromatic, divine eyes.
The tied-up hair spread out.
The light of the water god enveloped his entire body, causing his robes to fade away, and in his place, he wore robes of unparalleled purity.
At this moment, standing here is no longer 'Funinna'.
Instead, it is the demon god 'Fukaros'.
Chapter 273 The 'Judgment' from the God of Justice
Dotore didn't think he would lose this battle.
After all, the god of wisdom is not good at fighting, and this god of justice in Fontaine, according to Fontaine's intelligence, has not shown any divine power for hundreds of years... no, since the moment he ascended to the throne.
While the possibility of her concealing her true abilities cannot be ruled out, based on the intelligence gathered by the Fools in Fontaine over the past century, many things would have become much simpler if Funina had simply shown even a fraction of the power belonging to the Water Goddess.
This can only mean that this god of justice is either as weak as the god of wisdom in Sumeru, or... for some reason, he is unable to exert the power that belongs to a god.
"Indeed, it is the great power of the gods."
Looking at 'Frinna'—no, at this moment it should be 'Fukaros'—who was surrounded by a demon-god-level aura, Dotore, who released his Evil Eye and the results of his research over the years, sighed.
"It seems that the judgment given by Fontaine's informants was indeed not so accurate."
As a scholar and a keen observer, the PhD can easily determine the relative strengths and weaknesses of the enemy and himself.
After all, for a wise person, being too blind and misjudging each other's perceptions is undoubtedly a fatal factor.
"As expected of the God of Justice, facing you, I even feel like I'm facing Her Majesty the Empress."
His calm, hoarse voice, tinged with a hint of authority, conveyed this sentiment.
"But don't misunderstand, this is by no means fear."
Dotole's deep voice revealed not even the slightest fear.
How could someone as arrogant as him, who even dares to 'blaspheme' the gods, possibly back down because of a difference in strength?
not to mention....
The power displayed by the deity before him was not enough to instill fear in the doctor.
Centuries of research and accumulation, along with everything he had learned from the ruins of Kanria and the court mage of Kanria, had already elevated his strength to a level that was difficult for ordinary people to reach.
"If this is all you've got, you probably can't defend the justice you speak of, God of Justice."
The lingering remnants of the demon god, which were wrapped around him, gathered in Dotorei's armored palm and condensed into a dark green sphere.
Victory is inevitable.
Everything... should have been this way.
The dark power gradually faded, and the once crystal-clear sensory vision became extremely blurry.
The only thing he could see was a holy, incomparably pure silver greatsword slowly descending towards him.
Wearing a long dress, 'Fukaros' exudes the demeanor befitting a deity—between Jiang Qiaowei's delicate hands, the abundant water element is like a surging river and sea, flowing endlessly.
The thin lips of this young girl's body parted slightly, and a soft moan could be faintly heard.
"——Conviction."
Inside the Jing Shan Palace, which should have been closed off, a light drizzle began to fall. 'Fukalos' slightly raised hand, her fingers spread wide, allowed the water to drip between her fingers, soaking the floor of the Jing Shan Palace and forming clear puddles.
"What... happened?" Narcida stared blankly at the scene. In fact, since the start of the battle, she had been carefully observing the fight and trying to find an opportunity to assist 'Fukaros'. However, the Fatui Enforcer was standing there just a moment ago, and 'Fukaros' seemed to have done nothing at all. Yet, the Doctor seemed to have been severely injured and fell to the ground.
Regarding this question, even Fucaros herself, who had observed the battle more closely inside 'Fucaros' at this moment, had the same question.
"...How did he just collapse like that?"
Logically, Fukaros, who was also part of Fukaros, should have had more detailed and vivid senses at this moment. However, in reality, she only felt her own powers being mobilized for a moment before the Doctor collapsed.
No, is my authority really that powerful?
Fukalos was starting to have doubts about life.
She originally thought that Jiang Qiao would be locked in a stalemate with this Winter Solstice Executor for a long time. After all, once you reach the Demon God level of combat power, it's basically a clash of elemental forces. If things get really deadlocked, you'll resort to some hand-to-hand combat. She was sure she would do the same thing if she were in that situation.
For this reason, Fukaros was even planning to give some tactical guidance and help out with teamwork. After all, this body was her own, and the powers and strength she used were also her own. So even if Jiang Qiao might actually be a little stronger, she might not be as familiar with the body and strength as the owner of her own body and strength.
As a result... before she could even provide any instruction or assistance, the battle seemed to have already ended.
Could it be... that this guy is too weak?
Fucarus, resting his chin on his hand, stared at Dotore, who had fallen to the ground, looking somewhat bewildered.
"...is the authority of 'justice'."
Ergolia's voice startled Fukaros, who was still trying to figure out what was going on.
Then he nodded in deep agreement.
"So that's how it is, it's the power of justice..."
"No, can that authority be used in battle?"
Fukalos looked puzzled.
In reality, she certainly doesn't only have the authority to 'manipulate the water element'.
Just as the winds of Barbatos, the god of wind, can roam Teyvat, gathering news and bringing hope, and the rock god is known as the god of precious metals because Mora is his blood, as well as the god of thunder, Balzebub, and the god of wisdom, Buyer, before us.
Besides being known as the 'Water God' representing the element of water, the demon god Fukaros also possesses the corresponding powers of the well-known 'God of Justice'.
The power by which the cardinal judges a crime is actually derived from this authority.
The 'Sword of Judgment' used for suicide is also a manifestation of this authority.
It sounds impressive, but in reality, only she knows the truth. Fukalos knew very well that this seemingly powerful ability wasn't actually that useful.