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Chapter 87 How can we win the war between gods with this group of insects!
"turn down!"

"turn down!"

"turn down!"

The trial began. The female prosecutor advanced bravely and diligently, and the devil's advocate Christabella made objections one after another, but all the requests were rejected by Bernadette as a judge.

Bernadette imposed severe and strict sentences on every case she took on.

Each of the defendants looked gloomy.

I made up my mind that next time I would never ask this famous New York witch to be my lawyer.

Free is indeed the most expensive.

Better spend some.

Even if you go shopping for zero dollars, spend some money!

However, Christabella didn't mind the repeated failures, nor was she worried about the lack of customers in the foreseeable future. Instead, she always had a smile on her face, as if she was mocking him.

Judge Bernadette did not feel the joy of victory. After the trial, she left with a gloomy face, carrying her gavel.

She can be casual and discretionary at any time.

But it is impossible to always be so strict and lenient.

Otherwise, countless demons and monsters in New York would cause chaos.

At that time, I am afraid that if it really happened as the witch said, she would have to take Thor's gavel and the blindfolded bailiff holding the sword of justice to blast all the monsters into ashes.

But this is impossible!

This will directly trigger a racial war!
These monsters and demons are all ethnic groups, not only living in New York, but also throughout America and the Western world.

Once a war breaks out, ordinary people will suffer the most.

Of course, if it could bring eternal peace with one blow, she wouldn't mind doing so.

But God and Satan would never allow her to do so.

In a world without evil forces, wouldn't there be no need for them to exist?

And she had no faith in the gods who were supposed to support her in her fight against God Satan.

If a real war between gods were to break out, those spineless people would surely become cowardly and disappear without a trace.

It's even impossible to get to that point.

When they negotiate with God and Satan together, most of them will probably start to have physical problems!
Or there might be a sudden rebellion in the Kingdom of God and He needs to go back to quell it.

Or maybe he just got married and was going to marry his nth daughter, so he couldn't leave.

Or maybe his divine power was drained last night and he couldn't teleport over here, so he took a taxi to come and support him, but it's a pity that he's too late, blah blah blah.

How can we win the war of gods with these insects?

It's simply not possible to rely on them.

She can only rely on herself to grow up completely in the future and have the strength to compete with God. Only then will she be the complete Judge Thor.

She thinks that God is very cruel, so she will be the first one to sentence God and set an example for all the extraordinary races.

But she can't do that at this stage.

Even if she put all this behind her, she would pretend that God, Satan, and other demons and monsters didn't care about it.

But the most direct and serious consequence was also something she could not accept.

Even dead people can become evil spirits.

The greater the resentment, the more brutal the nature before death, and the more brutal and powerful the evil spirit.

So what happens to demons and ghosts after they die? Of course, they are more powerful and cruel than the evil spirits transformed from humans.

They are usually dragged into Purgatory, which is the hell of monsters, where all kinds of powerful monsters have been imprisoned for countless years.

The entrance to Purgatory is very mysterious.

But what is certain is that once she starts killing people without warning, she will kill all the demons and monsters in New York with one hammer.

With the overwhelming resentment of these monsters and demons, and the massive death toll, I'm afraid New York will be turned directly into the entrance to purgatory.

By then, when all those countless powerful old monsters in Purgatory rush out from the expanding and lasting exit of Purgatory, it will truly be the end of the world.

Feeling depressed, she decided to go home and give her older roommate a good beating to vent her anger.

Who made my roommate a witch?

Sean quietly withdrew from the night court before the trial was over. He did not even dare to use the mirror space to teleport in front of the door of the night court for fear of leaving space fluctuations.

Choose to take a taxi to leave.

But even when he returned to the apartment so cautiously, walked to the door, took out the key to go in, he heard a heart-stirring greeting from behind him.

"Hi, what a coincidence~"

Sean's hair stood on end. He turned around and saw that Christabella, the devil's advocate who gave him an extremely dangerous feeling in the night court, had taken off her red women's suit and changed into a bright red low-cut halter dress. She was leaning against the wall, showing off her seductive curves, and looking at him with a playful look.

Seeing Sean looking at her warily without saying anything, she stared into Sean's eyes and exclaimed: "What an interesting boy! Why don't you invite me in to sit down?"

"Are you trying to commit a crime?" Sean finally spoke up. "I think Judge Austin wouldn't mind letting you defend yourself."

"Why mention her now?" Christabella took out a cigarette from somewhere, and the cigarette butt lit up automatically. She took a puff gracefully, and then blew a very ambiguous smoke ring at Sean.

"She's just a little brat who never grows up. Do you like her like that?"

As she spoke, she twisted her body slightly, which was much more standard than a model. Her tall figure was full of powerful beauty, which was just the right amount of eye-catching.

"Compared to her, you are as poor as a child." Seeing that kind words could not persuade this witch who was obviously targeting him to leave, Sean no longer showed weakness and mocked her bluntly with venomous tongue.

"Your aesthetic sense is really problematic." Christabella looked at her figure and shook her head at Sean: "Or are you just simply afraid of me and deliberately lying with your eyes open?

So what are you afraid of?

Don't worry, this is New York, and with your beloved Judge Austin here, I won't eat you ~ at least not literally ~
She has no right to interfere in love between men and women.

She is not in the mood to care about this~"

Having said this, the witch's laughter rose and fell, and she looked extremely happy.

"Please leave, or I'll call the police." Sean said seriously and started to take out his cell phone.

He originally thought the Kurts were pretty lousy for calling the police.

But now I find that when facing a powerful existence that can bring fatal threats to me, with the deterrent power of the night court, it is really helpful to call the police!

Christabella smoked and stared at Sean for a few seconds. Countless short movie clips flashed through her eyes, starring Sean, her, and even others.

However, Sean was not moved at all, and as he watched as if an invisible force was circling and trying to drill into his head, he simply made the call.

"It seems I was wrong. You are such a boring boy."

As Christabella spoke, the venomous evil power disappeared. She blew out a smoke ring, stepped on her sky-high heels, twisted and turned, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

“I hate New York!”

Sean let out a long breath and cursed.

“New York is already very good.” A low and hoarse voice came from the shadows: “There is a night court, you can call the police.

Try meeting her somewhere else."

(End of this chapter)