The flash-bang blinding Gate Warden Chi bought them ten paces of breathing room. But above the clouds, a clerk doesn’t get blinded by magnesium.
Magistrate Kui’s patience had run out.
“Unfit worms,” Kui’s voice thundered. He shook with such huge power that Envoy Yan fell to his knees in terror, blood spilling from his lips.
“Warden Chi, you’re relieved of command. External Pacification, Third Bureau... None of it matters. The Ministry of Heavenly Law assumes direct executive turf under Martial Protocol Zero.”
The three-mile golden eye in the high sky ceased its scanning mode entirely.
The linked runic rings slid outward, transforming into the massive, stepped sky-slits of a huge sky-high siege weapon:
The Celestial Judgment Cannon.
A terrible, low-hum rang through the land-wide earth-shaking plate, so deep that the dark rock beneath Lin Ke’s boots began to liquefy into shaking sand.
