�I was afraid.�Even with the deaths of countless people on my back, I just turned a blind eye.�I thought I could run away.�

?Slaughter of the Law?, in which object deprivation took place, loses its purpose and retains arrogance while the end is unknown.

�Thank you for giving me this opportunity.�

J-Steen held <Slaughter> in his hand.

�This is the dagger.�

As the intent to kill permeated the dagger, a scream was heard as if the sky was being torn apart.

Sirone swallowed his saliva.

�Perhaps this is Minerva�s cry as a child.�

It was terrible.

�I will begin.�

Sirone took out an atomic clock made of material and measured the time to snipe the law.

�41.331 seconds left until the coordinates designed by Iruki.�

The number on the electronic board dropped below 30 seconds.

�You won�t be able to hit it right.�

Even if J-Steen was good at sniping, it was difficult to catch 1/1000th of a second.

�That�s why we are here.�I will coordinate the law while communicating with Iruki.�

Minerva added.

�So don�t think about time.�What we want from you is hatred that cannot be compared to anything else.�

�I am sure of that.�

With 10 seconds left, J-Steen closed her eyes.

�Havitz.�

In her image, Havitz became a huge flame, flicking the devil�s tongue.

�Not for the sake of the world.�

Because it�s not middle five.

�Only my personal grudge.�therefore���

The flames of the image exploded and the face of J-Steen shedding bloody tears was born.

�die!�

Sirone said.

�Four seconds.�

Jysteen, who grieved at this, grabbed the dagger and spread her legs wide apart. JrNovels.com