CHAPTER 240 — JUDGMENT DESCENDS
The sky did not break—it yielded. Where the system had faltered, where the rings had stuttered and the Executors had failed, something else took hold. The light didn't fade or weaken. It drew inward, concentrating into a single point as if the entire sky was collapsing toward a center that had always been there, waiting.
The five radiant rings began to contract, not shrinking in size but in influence, pulling their authority into that single focus. The world felt it immediately—not as pressure, not as force, but as inevitability. Below, the city went still again. Not frozen, not controlled—waiting. The air grew heavy, not suffocating but absolute, like gravity itself had changed meaning. Every movement, every breath, every thought felt… judged.
Long Hao stood amidst the fractured battlefield, no longer bound by the system, but not untouched by what was coming. His eyes lifted and locked onto the sky. "…So this is the next step," he said quietly.
