Danmaku, my skills refresh weekly.

Finn licked his thumb: "After all, when it comes to crises involving many lives, my thumb will remind me, but now, with this kind of insidious attack, I can only silently endure it."

Valette is really unlucky...

The image of the "Killing Emperor" shouting and cursing Finn silently appeared in everyone's minds.

No wonder she always uses such harsh language.

Coming to my senses...

“Wait a minute…” Raul noticed a flaw in Finn’s words: “Captain, what you’re saying doesn’t seem to be an explanation…”

"You mean... from the very beginning of the struggle, you deliberately let Valeta win, allowing her to gain the upper hand first, and then you finished her off in one fell swoop?"

Asphie gasped. "So, Finn... you've been using a 'decoy' tactic for a long time?"

Finn shrugged: "It works... doesn't it?"

“We always win every battle that Valetta commands.”

"We can stand here now, chatting and laughing, and we should thank the pioneers who sacrificed their lives. That's why we have this war game."

Raul staggered back a step.

After Yasfi's analysis, he thought he was wrong.

But unexpectedly, Finn had a dark side that no one knew about...

He trembled all over, unable to contain his anger any longer, and roared, "Enough! Commander, stop! Don't be so stubborn!"

Chapter 357 Let's "noname" join the battle too!

"You're right, Raul!"

Finn chuckled, hands on his hips: "I did use a lot of underhanded methods in the past. But now that the Dark Faction has been defeated by us and all twelve evil gods have been returned, the Dark Faction can no longer cause any trouble, and the era of peace will arrive with the year-end bells."

"A 'war criminal' like me is naturally no longer of use. Now our side is stronger!"

"so……"

Finn watched as the allied forces of the various clans gradually closed in, along with representatives from different clans in the city. He unfurled the banner representing the outcome of the war, hung it on his spear, and planted it in the ground. He spread his arms, as if declaring to the world:

"I will bear all the sins. Come! Take the banner from my hands! Take everything from me! Return true glory and wealth to the true heroes!!"

Finn raised his eyebrows and laughed heartily, "Come... use the blades in your hands to judge my sins! Take back everything that is rightfully yours from me!"

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and opened his arms, as if allowing everyone to vent their hatred on him.

"Are you telling the truth?!" Nar drew his longsword from his waist, his gaze sharp.

Finn suddenly opened his eyes: "Come here!"

puff-

In full view of everyone, Gnar stabbed Finn in the body with his sword.

Nar hesitated, fearing this was Finn testing him, and that the blade might have missed his heart.

Only when Finn's blood splattered on Nar's face did he dazedly release his weapon and take two steps back.

Did he really offer no resistance? Was he willing to confess?

“Finn…” Riveria closed her eyes, and a magic circle beneath her feet spun, enveloping Finn in healing magic.

Finn drew his longsword, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the fairy: "Stop. This is the judgment I deserve..."

"I have never regretted using you."

He straightened his back, continued to spread his arms wide, and roared, "Come on!"

"Commander..." Raul covered his mouth and took a step back when he saw Finn's expression.

The adventurers who had gathered around changed their expressions drastically. One of them, unable to contain his anger, grabbed a dagger and charged forward.

The blade pierced Finn's kidney, eliciting a muffled groan.

"Continue!" Finn drew his dagger and looked at the remaining members of his clan...

"Aaaaaah, Captain!" A mage unleashed magic, and flames ignited Finn's battle armor.

With a leader in place, adventurers, driven by rage, charged out one after another, leaving countless wounds on Finn's body with their blades.

Blood quickly stained Finn's robes, and he coughed up a lot of blood, leaning on his spear and kneeling on one knee.

"Commander..." Raul's expression changed...

What kind of person is Finn?

Even though he took advantage of everyone and was entirely selfish, his contributions to the city and the world are undeniable.

Under Finn's leadership, the Dark Faction gradually faded from the historical stage; this is a fact.

"Commander... I can't tell, I really can't tell..."

The elf Revis also held a dagger in his hand. He gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger, and did not rush forward like the others.

"Is this how you intend to atone for your sins?" he roared. "I will not lay a hand on them! If I were to stab them like this, wouldn't the sacrifices of our predecessors become a joke!"

Taking revenge on Finn means that the predecessors were forced to sacrifice themselves, and the glory that should have belonged to them will become a joke as the revenge ends.

Realizing this, Reeves dropped the dagger in his hand and shouted angrily:

"Our predecessors died protecting the city and protecting us, these newly sprouted branches! They weren't killed in an accident because of your despicable schemes, Palu! Get that straight!"

After saying that, he wiped away his tears and left the battlefield with a determined look in his eyes.

The so-called war game is nothing but a farce...

Countless people reacted, dropping their weapons with complex expressions in their eyes.

Yes, acknowledging that our predecessors sacrificed themselves for the city also means acknowledging the legitimacy of Finn's actions.

Seeking revenge against Finn would also negate the contributions of their predecessors to the world.

When faced with these two choices, reason prevails over emotion, and the choice is actually quite obvious...

Regardless of Finn's role, his contributions to the city and the world cannot be denied.

The reason they didn't leave was simply to reclaim the "glory" of their predecessors.

“Come on!” Finn, his body riddled with wounds, weakly stood up. “Take ‘Glory’ from my hands.”

His gaze swept towards Ciel: "Ciel-kun, you take it. After our defeat, 'Noname' will be freed."

Charles stood there, pursing his lips: "This is not something I should touch."

He greatly admired Finn's choice...

It seemed like atonement, but in reality, he was publicizing his achievements to the whole world.

Everyone will remember that there was a despicable and treacherous Palum who schemed against everyone and single-handedly ended the entire dark period...

When someone's achievements become so great that their flaws are no longer mentioned.

In particular, he also endured trial by all the victims, which can be considered as obtaining forgiveness in the process.

at the moment……

He allowed himself to take the "flag," seemingly a compromise, but there was also a conspiracy involved...

A sinister light flickered in Finn's bloodshot eyes:

The liberation of "noname" is something that the forces behind it cannot possibly be unaware of.

Charles's gaze was deep and unfathomable:

The moment I take the flag, he will get the answer he wants.

Regardless of whether "noname" disbands or not, Finn will make his own judgment, and my identity will be exposed.

In order to continue playing the game...

"Do you really want to know the answer?"

Above the banner, a slender figure, shrouded in a black latex suit and with her face concealed by a hood and mask, stood atop Finn's spear.

Magic surged beneath his feet, the air currents blowing away all the adventurers around him.

An utterly weakened Finn collapsed to the ground, tilting his head back to stare directly at the woman: "It has appeared after all. The being behind 'noname'!"

A pillar of emerald light enveloped Finn, and Riveria exclaimed in surprise, "This magic... level 7... no... above that!"

hum-

An invisible aura of dominance swept across the entire field. Adventurers below level 3 were instantly killed, their eyes rolling back and them collapsing to the ground.

Ais was so startled that she fell on her bottom, lying on the ground with her mouth agape as she stared at the woman who had appeared.

She glanced at Ciel, who was slumped to the side: This... isn't it too strong?

boom--

The metal collar around the witch's ankle swayed slightly, and her jade-like feet, encased in black silk, made a tiny tap. An invisible vibration spread, and the commanding spear of the first-level adventurer was blasted into dust.

Defying gravity, she walked over to Charles without her feet touching the ground:

"Do you want to... leave 'noname'?"

“…Uh.” Charles took a step back in fear, but a jade-like hand gripped his neck and lifted him up: “Dream on! You’ll be a member of ‘Noname’ for life. There’s no escaping it!”

After the witch finished speaking, she threw Charles to the ground like trash, then turned to look at the tense Level 1 adventurers:

"Isn't this a war game? Can't we 'noname' participate too?"

"Come on! Brave warriors or fierce warriors, come at me together!" The witch's gaze seemed to sense something, turning towards the camera:

"Let me see Orario's magnanimity!"

boom----

Within the divine court, countless gods stood up, staring strangely at Loki picking his toes in the mirror of God.

"Loki... do you still have such a trump card up your sleeve?!"