Lynn glanced at Joshua and then said.
As for Marquis Fred, his face turned deathly pale in an instant.
They had previously worried that the Holy Tree Judgment Council would bring unexpected complications, and it seemed that their fears had indeed come true.
"But if you accidentally die in the aftermath of my battle with the Amputator, that has nothing to do with me."
Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances.
"What a vicious guy, even though he didn’t personally kill the Fourth Prince, it doesn’t change the fact that the Fourth Prince died because of him!"
"What a perfect hand in borrowing the knife to kill!"
Someone in the noble seating gritted their teeth and commented, "Not only did he remove the thorn in his side, but he kept his hands clean. Truly... insidious to the extreme!"
From then on, Lynn’s image in the eyes of the world was cemented. For original chapters go to novᴇlfire.net
Insidious, deranged, the nobles said he was more dangerous than a viper, while the commoners said he was more terrifying than a Demon.
But what they didn’t know was that the climax of this drama was just beginning.
"No, isn’t Lynn the Amputator? Why would he say he’s fighting the Amputator?"
For a moment, people were puzzled, and their curiosity drove them to continue watching.
Only by watching this part of Lynn’s memory in its entirety could all the truths be revealed.
Soon, eighteen shadows quietly appeared from all directions of the old factory, surrounding Lynn completely.
"It’s the Military Department, the Heavenly Principle Church, and the substitute punisher’s Transcendent squad!"
Those with sharp eyes recognized them immediately.
Seeing that the official Transcendents had finally arrived at the old factory, Joshua suddenly felt a surge of hope and immediately cried out for help to everyone around.
After a brief exchange, Lynn made a shocking move that left everyone in disbelief.
Those simple words echoed above Glostit.
"You can arrest me and claim the reward."
The twist was so unexpected that no one had anticipated it. Everyone thought Lynn would battle the official Transcendents who came to capture him.
In reality, Lynn surrendered outright.
"After such a big commotion, from assassinating councilors to kidnapping princes, was it all just for show?"
Those watching the scene went silent.
Even those who suspected Lynn of playing some trick were utterly baffled when they saw him willingly put on the suppression shackles, unable to comprehend Lynn’s actions at all.
"Did he just get captured so easily?"
"Then how did these people die, and how did Fourth Prince Joshua die?"
The scene before them left everyone bewildered, for, in the official report, both these official Transcendents and Joshua had met with untimely deaths.
The enormous questions and curiosity compelled them to watch the Sky Curtain intently.
Sure enough, Lynn did not disappoint them.
"You guys, didn’t split the spoils evenly."
The simple statement immediately threw the first wave of forces that arrived at the old factory into internal strife.
At that time, Lynn didn’t know what reward Saint Laurent VI had promised, but the people present were aware that whoever captured Lynn could receive a branch of the Holy Spirit Tree.
"Hiss, this guy is really clever, he even anticipated this step."
"Ignoring the crimes he committed, he is indeed a man of terrifying intelligence."
People were awed by Lynn’s wisdom while also feeling a chill at his methods.
Because, in the next moment, the Transcendents of the three factions plunged into a fierce and chaotic battle.
The feelings of the audience mirrored that of Joshua on the screen—Lynn was like a Demon that toyed with human nature!
The branch of the Holy Spirit Tree was such an alluring reward that none of the three factions intended to hold back; they were fighting desperately.
About ten minutes later, people clearly heard a "snap" as Lynn slowly freed his hands from the shackles.
By then, about ten figures were already lying on the ground, and the freed Lynn slowly walked toward Joshua.
A flash of murderous intent crossed his eyes.
"Is he going to make a move against the Fourth Prince?"
The audience had a heart-pounding feeling, thinking they were about to witness a prince being murdered on the spot.
Many even held their breath.
But the next scene left everyone stunned.
In the image, a Second Rank Transcendent wearing the signature black robe of the Heavenly Principle Church was shaking strangely, clawing his skeletal fingers deep into the ground, and slowly rising from the pool of blood.
This guy’s eyes were blood-red, brimming with tempestuous hatred and murderous intent.
Even through the screen, the crowd could feel an icy chill and malice emanating from him.
Common folk even felt their spines tingle, shivering, their souls trembling.
"Is this the real Amputator Burshman?"
Hillena, standing beside Saint Laurent VI, narrowed her eyes, instantly making her judgment.
Yet, the vast majority of people were still utterly bewildered, unsure of the identity of this sudden individual.
But one thing was certain—this guy was definitely not a real believer of the Heavenly Principle Church.
Because the power he bore was obviously from a Demon, filled with evil and malice.
Meanwhile, outside the crowd, Bishop Connor, sitting in a carriage, didn’t look too pleased, knowing that no matter if this guy was truly a believer in the Heavenly Principle Church, the Church’s reputation was undoubtedly tarnished.