Silence is the Greatest Contempt

Lynn's lips curled into a smirk as he met the indifferent gaze with a gaze full of sarcasm.

Familiar!

Familiar to the point of being unmistakable.

But this was what he had been waiting for. He had been waiting for this moment, the moment when the projection of the God of Order descended.

Crack—

The statue began to peel away.

And in the next instant, when the stone completely peeled off, a bound angel with wings emerged in the place where the statue had been.

Few people knew.

The statue in the deepest part of the Temple of Order was not just a statue.

It was also a vessel through which the God of Order could project their will into this world.

Swish—

The enormous white wings suddenly spread open.

A face so beautiful it was almost otherworldly appeared before Lynn, coldly suspended there, surrounded by a holy glow. Her gaze seemed to disdain everything in this world.

But Lynn knew.

It wasn't disdain, but indifference.

A cold indifference that viewed life as mere ants.

The moment his blue dragon wife fell from the sky, he had seen that same gaze.

Cold enough to chill you to the bone, indifferent enough to drive one to madness.

"Please, my god, eliminate this demon!" the Pope coughed blood and bowed deeply, trembling all over.

"He not only invaded our sacred grounds but also seeks to destroy our holy lineage. His crimes are unforgivable!"

The angel coldly gazed at Lynn, her voice echoing with authority.

"Demon King?"

Lynn sneered, saying nothing.

From just that one sentence, Lynn already understood that his thousand years of research into the laws had paid off.

She couldn't see his true form.

All she could see was what he chose to show her.

The angel said coldly: "You hate me, and you want to kill me. We've met before, and there's some kind of karma between us, isn't there?"

Lynn still wore a smile, remaining silent.

Yes.

This was the power of gods.

Even if you had severed all possible avenues of spying through the laws.

These gods could still discern much from a single glance.

If it were an ordinary demigod.

They could even unravel your soul with just a glance.

When facing them.

You couldn't even look at them, say a word, or show any emotional fluctuations, because any vulnerability would become a sword to pierce your defenses.

And this was just facing a projection of a god.

However.

Lynn had been waiting for this projection.

In an instant.

Lynn, still smiling, instantly appeared in front of the great angel at an unimaginable speed, his claws sweeping out.

The Pope and others changed their expressions dramatically.

"How dare you disrespect my god!"

The angel's expression was indifferent as he raised a hand slightly and looked down, saying, "It's useless. Even if you are a Demon King, you cannot bridge the gap between gods and mortals. You should know..."

But in that instant.

Thwack—

A tearing sound.

In the shocked gaze of the Pope and others, a bloodstain suddenly appeared on the angel's perfect face.

Countless feathers flew.

Time seemed to freeze.

Lynn still wore a smile, his crimson claws glowing with the accumulated resentment of a thousand years of humiliation.

The significance of this bloodstain needed no further explanation.

Arrogance.

They had endured this arrogance for countless centuries.

From the moment his wife fell before his eyes.

From the moment friends were eliminated one after another.

He had sworn.

One day he would storm the lofty heavens and trample those arrogant gods beneath his feet.

He would smile as he witnessed this.

Smile as he tore apart the arrogance they had bestowed upon the world for so long.

Boom—

The angel was hurled from the altar by the tremendous impact, flying dozens of meters.

The Pope and others' minds instantly became blank, as if some long-standing edifice had collapsed in that moment.

The angel slowly raised her head, golden blood dripping from her face. She stared at Lynn and said slowly,

"You... shattered... the laws!"

Lynn smiled silently, his claws forming a fist, his enormous demon wings spreading as he looked down upon her humiliation.

Yes.

The laws had always been considered the exclusive domain of the gods, their tool for disdain and supremacy over all.

It was the laws that had granted them eternal arrogance.

He knew what she had done.

She had cast a true word of the law that could repel all attacks. This small true word could make even the strongest warrior below the gods powerless to harm her.

The gods said no.

And so it was.

But from this moment on, this ancient status quo was about to be shattered.

In an instant, Lynn erupted with extreme speed, smiling as he charged at the angel. His claws, like the sharpest blades in the world, relentlessly attacked her vital points.

The angel grit her teeth, rising to meet his fierce onslaught.

It wasn't just a physical confrontation.

In the unseen realm of the laws, they were also engaged in a comprehensive assault.

Boom—

A tremendous explosion.

The ceiling of the sanctuary exploded in an instant under the power of their clash.

In the sky above, the two battled across the heavens, stirring up the entire sky with changing winds and clouds.

Everyone in the city also saw this scene.

They were shocked and panicked.

“That's... an angel! Just like in the scriptures, is that a divine incarnation of our god?!”

"Oh, gods above! The demon is fighting our god!"

"No! No! This can't be!"

They trembled all over.

Because even ordinary people could see that the angel in the sky was already at a complete disadvantage.

One after another, bloodstains appeared on her body with a splashing sound.

Countless blood-soaked feathers fluttered down like cherry blossoms stained with blood.

Thwack—

Thwack—

Lynn swung his arms methodically, his attacks still accompanied by that unchanged smile.

Watching her face gradually twist.

Watching her arrogant expression being torn apart piece by piece.

At some point, a clear tear streamed down his smiling face, quickly dried by the wind.

Boom—

A punch landed on her chest, and her body instantly plummeted like a meteor, her face full of pain.

Many said they were fools.

Because only fools would challenge the gods.

Yes.

He never denied this.

Why bother fighting to the point of family destruction and personal ruin, to the point where everything painstakingly built turns to ashes, just to challenge them?

Because we're fools.

Fools who couldn't kneel, fools who couldn't stand to see the world remain unchanged!

Some things you don't do, don't wait for others to do them!

Ah—

A shrill and painful scream.

Lynn's massive body suddenly fell from the sky, his claws piercing through her chest. A core glowing with the light of order was clutched in his hand.

The angel's body jerked back, her eyes still filled with disbelief.

Her enormous wings suddenly spread open.

Countless feathers fluttered.

Her pupils slowly dilated, trembling incessantly, her body convulsing.

Everyone in the city also saw this scene.

They stood there blankly.

Unable to believe what they were seeing.

"The... god... lost..."

Slash—

Lynn directly tore out the glowing core, smiling as he looked down at the angel lying on the ground, convulsing and trembling all over.

Without the core, her body began to disintegrate into countless light points.

"Who... are you?!"

She grit her teeth, her gaze filled with hatred and humiliation.

Though this was only her projection, being almost effortlessly slain still filled her with humiliation.

For countless years.

Her dignity had never faced such a huge challenge and trampling.

Lynn smiled slightly, not sparing her a glance.

He turned and strode toward the deepest part of the sanctuary.

"Answer me!" the angel struggled to get up, her expression gradually twisting.

But she received no reply.

Lynn wouldn't answer her.

Silence was the ultimate contempt.

And this contempt, he had endured for five thousand years.