Chapter 1553
Chapter 1553: Section 1554: God of the Prison Codex Chapter 1553: Section 1554: God of the Prison Codex “It seems you're seeking death.” A chilling voice escaped from Xili's lips as countless streams of dark energy transformed into sharp arrows, taking shape behind her.
At Xili's command, all the dark arrows were unleashed.
They were aimed straight for Serum!
Serum struggled to his feet from the ground, propping his body up, half-kneeling in the arena, with dark energy emanating from his hand on the ground, rising into a dark shield wall along the surface.
The shield wall repelled all the incoming dark arrows.
However, it could only fend off energy attacks. As Xili released her dark arrows, her right hand also turned into a sharp blade of darkness, hidden behind the dark arrows, intent on delivering a killing blow to this overconfident Dark Apostle.
Xili was far stronger than Serum, and as she faced the shield wall, her speed did not diminish, confronting it head-on.
The sprawling dark shield wall was as if made of paper under her charge. With a tearing sound, the rolling darkness split in two, and Xili burst through the gap in the center of the shield wall.
By the time Serum realized this and attempted to construct a new Trick, Xili was already in front of him, her right hand's blade, flickering with crimson light, stabbing towards Serum.
The blade moved swiftly, piercing the chest with ease, but peculiarly…
There was no splatter of blood.
The Dark Mist on the platform was dispersed by the wind, and when the crowd looked on in confusion, they found that, although Xili's blade had pierced through a chest, it was not through Serum's, but through that of the Book Spirit, emanating a faint glow, akin to a sanctuary Angel's.
The Black Classic shielded Serum with its own body, blocking the strike for him.
“You…” Xili looked on in astonishment at the man so close to her. His features were handsome, yet what everyone first noticed was not his beauty, but the holy presence, much like the Light God worshiped in certain churches.
Even now, with a dark blade plunged into his chest, his countenance pale, his eyes gradually dimming, he still maintained a merciful smile.
“Lady Gloomlight, I might have to get serious now. If I hurt you, please forgive me,” a voice, weak but still elegant, reached Xili's ears.
As Xili stood perplexed, a violent burst of light suddenly emanated from the Black Classic's body.
Such an intense light, that in the blink of an eye, it drowned out all darkness in the arena.
For everyone present, the Dark Mist might obscure their sight, but they seldom feel that the infinite radiance, corresponding to the Dark Mist, can also conceal their vision.
Now, the stage was enveloped in blinding light, causing most people to avert their eyes instinctively from the brilliance, and even those who stubbornly stared could not make out anything due to the severe light.
They could only faintly hear a steadfast voice articulating a phrase:
“Black Classic balances the scales, the law reenacted.”
Following those words, the light on the stage became even more dazzling.
Xili, who experienced it all up close, was deeply affected. At first glimpse of the flickering light, she instinctively closed her eyes.
Yet, it was a peculiar velvety touch on her skin that made her open her eyes again.
What brushed against her skin were numerous fluttering white feathers.
The Black Classic had spread wide wings, enveloping its entire being within, and as it did so, white feathers fell with the light.
Seeing this, Xili was momentarily dumbfounded, murmuring without thinking, “Is this hope?”
Black Classic's gentle voice came from behind the wings: “I'm sorry, this is my own desire, not the hope that you seek.”
“Is that so…” Xi Li lowered her head in disappointment.
“Others' brightness cannot illuminate the deep recesses of one's heart. Only by blindfolding oneself, can hope be adjudicated in darkness.” This was still spoken by Black Classic, but upon hearing it, Xi Li abruptly lifted her head.
It was not that there was something wrong with what Black Classic said, but when Black Classic's voice reached the midpoint, the tone completely changed.
At first, it was a gentle and generous male voice, but in the blink of an eye, it transformed into an ice-cold and sharp female voice.
And with the emergence of the female voice, the light shrouding the stage began to slowly fade away. The wings of light in front of Xi Li also started dissolving into nothingness.
As the wings completely dissipated, what appeared before her eyes was utter darkness.
Behind the dazzling light lay a boundless abyss of darkness.
But just like the light that suddenly receded earlier, this darkness also quickly vanished… However, this disappearance was not a true vanishing, but a condensation.
This dark aura condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming into bare feet.
Next, the dark vapor rose, enveloping the bare feet in a floor-length black gown, then proceeded upward, sculpting a slender torso, delicate hands… After much of the darkness on the stage had dissipated, the silhouette that had consolidated was faintly discernible.
It was a giant that stood five meters tall!
The giant looked like a woman with a perfect face, dressed in a black gown, her upper body adorned with a smooth breastplate, her long golden hair cascading down her back.
The most eye-catching thing about her was the black blindfold, completely shrouding her eyes from all the sins of the world.
She held scales in one hand and a long sword in the other.
The scales signified justice based on the law, while the long sword represented the judgment when sentencing.
Everyone who saw this giant revealed expressions of astonishment and doubt, with no one knowing what had happened, including Nausicaa and others who were well-acquainted with Serum, all displaying incredulous faces.
“What is this, it looks quite imposing, doesn't it?” Sabo curiously looked towards Angel, since Angel had mentioned from the beginning that this match would not be lacking in excitement, perhaps he knew something.
Indeed, Angel might be the only person in the arena who knew the inside story, apart from Serum.
He remained silent for a moment then spoke softly, “He is still Black Classic, but this is his true form.”
Black Classic actually referred to the thick-shelled book in Serum's hands, and the book's full name was “Dark Prison Codex.”
Book Spirits are a very special kind of spirits; once they successfully manifest, they will inevitably carry some characteristics of the book itself. For example, many suspect Book Elder of Barbarian Cave to be transformed from an encyclopedia that recorded everything, as that would explain his erudition.
And when Black Classic transformed into a spirit, it also carried some of its own qualities.
The “Prison Codex” is actually a work of judiciary, and the giant that Black Classic transformed into is essentially an image of a Goddess of Justice.
Or alternatively, it could be called the God of the Prison Codex.
At this moment, Black Classic, who had embodied the God of the Prison Codex, stepped barefoot through the surging Dark Mist, as though treading on rolling sins. With each step, darkness merged into her body, seemingly purifying the world's sins.
Xi Li did not know what had happened, but she cautiously retreated several steps, with a guarded expression.
Black Classic also didn't take immediate action, but lowered her head to face Xi Li and said in a cold voice: “Now that I wield the scales, the laws begin to replay. Though you are not a miscreant, standing before me makes you guilty.”
“To bear guilt, one must be punished.”