A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Chapter 774 Final Judgment

"Chichichi-"

The sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh and blood continued to echo in this pure white room.

The woman in the white dress and the male congressman stood in the corner in a daze, looking at the massacre scene in front of them in disbelief.

Blood was overflowing, broken limbs were flying, and four dark figures leaped across the Claw Killer, wantonly slaughtering these so-called strongest forces faster, stronger and more violent than the Claw.

Is this the hidden armed force of the Prince family?

It is actually stronger than the sharp claws that the court is proud of!

The woman in the white skirt looked stunned, her pupils were out of focus, and she seemed completely unable to accept the reality in front of her.

At this moment, a sharp piercing sound suddenly sounded.

A gleaming gun light gradually enlarged in the pupils of the woman in the white skirt.

In an instant, the woman in the white skirt came back to her senses, and fell back to the ground in shock.

"Pfft-"

The tip of the gun pierced into the flesh like a poisonous dragon, and the pupils of the woman in the white skirt shrank, almost thinking that she had been killed by the spear, but then, a few drops of warm blood splashed from behind onto her neck.

The woman in the white dress opened her eyes wide, raised her head mechanically and stiffly, only to realize that the pitch-black spear had passed through less than a foot above her head, and went straight into the back before there was any time to dodge. She looked dazed and astonished. arm of a male councilor.

In the next second, the right hand of the cold-looking woman in black armor shaking the spear.

A strange force spread along the barrel of the gun to the tip of the gun, instantly turning the right arm of the male congressman into a blood mist, and a large amount of blood mixed with a pungent bloody smell rushed towards his face.

The delicate body of the woman in the white skirt trembled, and her entire upper body was drenched in blood, turning into a bloody man.

In an instant, the woman in the white skirt let out a terrified and ear-piercing scream.

Seeing this, the corner of Mary's mouth twitched, she put away the pitch-black spear in her hand and held it upside down behind her back, and then looked down indifferently at the woman in white dress who was once aloof, but now she was frightened by herself.

"Now, on behalf of the Prince family, I read to you the final judgment from the Lord—"

"The criminal organization Owl Court sent the Claw Killer to sneak into the manor and tried to kill Mr. Prince. His actions and circumstances have been proven, and he is a heinous crime. He should be punished. I now declare that the court will be deprived of all armed forces and sentenced to death. The personnel cut off their arms to make atonement, and cede [-]% of Gotham City's assets and interests..."

"If you commit another crime, the entire court of owls will be wiped out, do you hear me clearly?" Mary said lightly.

Of course, having said that, Mary didn't seem to really want the woman in the white skirt to answer.

After the verdict was pronounced, she took out a verdict written on toilet paper from her bosom, threw it at the feet of the woman in the white skirt, and then looked down at the woman who was still in extreme panic Said calmly.

"Okay, the verdict has been pronounced."

"Now, take your punishment well, and then be grateful and rejoice!"

After the words fell, Mary raised the spear in her hand and swiped forward like lightning.

A white and slender arm flew up instantly and fell into a pool of blood.

The severe pain awakened the woman in the white dress from her sluggishness. With her left hand covering her bloody severed arm, she let out a more horrified and sharper cry than before.

Mary put away the long gun indifferently, ignoring the screaming and crying woman in the white dress clutching her broken arm in the pool of blood, and turned to walk towards the sharp claws who were still struggling.

Soon, all the sharp claws in the pure white room have been wiped out.

There are broken arms and limbs everywhere, as well as dark red pools of blood.

Xiaolong moved his sore shoulders, and looked at the quartz gate together with Kelvin and Ephraim.

Mary also held the spear upside down and walked towards the quartz gate, and met Alanna who was standing in the big hole at the gate and nodded.

The sentencing was originally to be done by Alanna, but after knowing the relationship between Mary and the woman in the white dress, Alanna gave her the opportunity without hesitation.

For this, Mary is naturally very grateful.

Alanna smiled slightly, glanced at the four people in the room and said indifferently: "I have explained the task very clearly, now I give you three minutes to take away the corpse of the sharp claw that you think can be your companion, and then leave with me here."

"Yes!"

The three of Xiaolong nodded in unison, then took out the pouch, turned and walked towards the corpse.

Only Mary paused, turned around and looked at Alanna with some hesitation, and said, "The two court councilors whose arms were cut off by me, really don't care about them?"

"Of course it doesn't matter!"

Alanna glanced lightly at the woman in the white dress and the male congressman in a pool of blood.

"These people are terribly afraid of death. They must have been injected with the magical metal that can make people self-healing. Now it's just a broken arm. How could they take their lives!"

"...that's true."

Mary nodded in relief, then turned around with a smile on her face, and followed the footsteps of the three of Xiaolong.

Don't get me wrong, she didn't feel pity for them because of the Holy Mother's emotions, she just felt that this way of death was really too cheap for them!
After all, Lin Yi had already made a promise that when Master Bruce ended the court in the future, these heinous congressmen would be secretly handed over to them after being tried.

You must live until then...

Mary looked at the woman in the white dress in the pool of blood, and said silently in her heart.

……

……

The next day, word of the Court of Owls began to circulate among Gotham City's most elite circles.

All those in the know have already received the news that the two most powerful forces in Gotham City suddenly went to war, and the winner was completely decided in just two days.

As a matter of course, the mysterious and powerful Prince family won a big victory.

In the eyes of everyone, the Owl Court, second only to the Prince family, suffered a disastrous defeat in this war, and had no choice but to seek peace from the Prince family's humiliation, ceding a full [-]% of Gotham City's assets and interests.

Logically speaking, when a huge power suffers heavy losses, there will usually be many small and medium powers following behind, wanting to get a share of the action, but the Owl Court is obviously an exception.

For one thing, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, even the defeated Owl Court is not something they can provoke.

Secondly, those seemingly delicious cakes have been transferred to the Prince family in black and white. No matter how jealous these people are, they dare not snatch the benefits from the Prince family.

After this incident, the status and prestige of the Owl Court in Gotham City plummeted.

All the members of the court had their arms cut off by Alanna and others, causing most of them to wear prosthetics and live in seclusion in order to continue to conceal their identities as members of the court.

Of course, those black and white bosses are not fools.

Seeing friends who were active on weekdays suddenly stay behind closed doors, they didn't know that this friend who used to look like an ordinary rich man turned out to be a member of the Owl Court behind him!

After guessing this, many black and white bosses felt a little complicated in their hearts.

When the mysterious member of the court turned into someone he once knew, the shadow of fear in his heart gradually dissipated unconsciously.

To some extent, the punishment of breaking the arm not only harmed the members of the court physically, but most importantly deprived the mystery of the court of owls.

From now on, Gotham City will never return to the era when it dared not even discuss the court in private.

In a resplendent hall, men and women are wearing expensive and neat suits and evening gowns, holding wine glasses, smiling, walking back and forth between the banquets supporting each other.

A handsome gentleman in a tuxedo sat in front of the piano, playing soft and lyrical piano music.

Not far from the piano, four or five middle-aged and elderly men with gray hair were gathering together and whispering.

"I heard that in order to humiliate the owl court, Mr. Prince wrote a verdict with toilet paper, and then asked his maid to read it out in the court's parliament!"

As he said that, the bald old man in the middle clicked his tongue and said with emotion: "Using the court to judge the court, and then using toilet paper as a verdict to humiliate the court—see, this is called murder!"

"As expected of Mr. Prince, the Prince family definitely won a big victory this time!"

"...Do you still need to say?"

The bald old man cast a disdainful glance at the man next to him.

Although the whispers between them are no different from those gangsters in the streets and alleys, in fact, these old men who are discussing gossip with relish are actually the top bosses in Gotham City.

After all, the Court of Owls has always been mysterious, and only a very small number of people can know of its existence, and the lowest among them must be industry leaders at the level of Falcone and LeBron.

For example, the bald old man in the middle, he is actually the current mayor of Gotham City.

Although this mayor is often very difficult to do, caught in a dilemma between the black and white big bosses in Gotham City, and sometimes threatened by some extremely dangerous terrorists, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is already He is a real big man.

Even if he is as mature as Bruce, when he thinks about submitting criminal evidence, the first name that pops up in his mind is this bald mayor who doesn't look like a positive person.

(End of this chapter)