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The great power of the "Sword of Judgment" was not without reason.
Through the diary, Lin Ruo roughly understood that in the early Third Epoch, not long after the Ancient Sun God pacified the world, the world was truly not as peaceful as it is now.
That era was different from the present. The mystical had not yet faded away. Because of the conservation of Beyonder characteristics, it might be an exaggeration to say that demigods were everywhere and mid-sequence beings were worthless, but various monsters were genuinely common.
At that time, although the ancient gods had been basically wiped out by the Ancient Sun God, just like how the Sanguine still existed after "Lilith's" feigned death, even retaining its foundation, although the ancient gods were dead at that time, there were genuinely many remnants of various races, which could not be completely eliminated in a short period of time.
In addition to the remnants to be cleared out, there were also those who chose to submit to the Ancient Sun God after the war, such as "ethnic groups" like the former City of Silver, and angels like the Dragons. Among these existences, there were actually some who were not very peaceful.
At the same time, the popularization of the mystical led to the fact that Beyonders were not uncommon in that era. However, the probability of Beyonders losing control was inherently higher than it is now, so the resulting situation was obvious.
To describe that era, Lin Ruo would say it was like the world after Qin Shi Huang unified it. On the surface, there seemed to be no problems, but upon closer inspection, there were too many contradictions and problems.
It was also under these circumstances that the Angel of Judgment, leading the "Sword of Judgment," took over the task of internal purification, maintaining internal stability, and suppressing all traitors, remnants, monsters, and dangerous Beyonders. According to An Locke Tudor's description, the power was so great that even without direct evidence, as long as there was suspicion, the Angel of Judgment could directly arrest and interrogate even angel-level beings.
Note that this angel-level being does not refer to those hostile angels hiding in the dark, but to angels who had already submitted to the Ancient Sun God.
According to the diary's description, the Angel of Judgment of that year, the "Sword of Judgment" of that year, did not act gently at all.
This was also normal, after all, in that situation, it was clear that the "Sword of Judgment" was not allowed to use any gentle means to deal with the above existences.
This also led to the fact that the reputation of the "Sword of Judgment" of that year was very delicate. It could not be said to be bad, after all, the public was not stupid and naturally knew that the actions of the "Sword of Judgment" were protecting everyone, but knowing was knowing, they would still be in awe.
The Angel of Judgment became synonymous with coldness, and in various rumors, the image became more and more outrageous, even becoming an existence that could be used to scare children.
"I knew it, how could someone as good as me be able to stop children from crying back then... Rumors are really outrageous." Lin Ruo couldn't help but complain, and continued to read the diary below.
The following diary was naturally still An Locke Tudor's experience after successfully becoming a member of the "Sword of Judgment."
Although he joined the "Sword of Judgment" in order to get close to the Angel of Judgment, An Locke Tudor obviously failed to see the Angel of Judgment many times after joining the "Sword of Judgment." This was normal, after all, although it was said to be a direct department, just like ordinary soldiers usually never see the general, ordinary members of the Sword of Judgment naturally rarely see their immediate boss.
However, An Locke Tudor was considered to be one of the luckier ones, because he at least really saw the person after joining, and even more than just seeing him, according to the diary's description, he also participated in a large-scale mission personally led by a Angel of Judgment. The content of the mission seemed to be to eliminate a secret organization with Sequence 2, and he made contributions in that operation without getting seriously injured.
However, An Locke Tudor's good luck seemed to have been used up in this operation, because not long after that, he made a big mistake and had to leave the "Sword of Judgment."
The diary ended here. Combining it with the content of the travel notes he had read before, Lin Ruo could roughly guess that after leaving the "Sword of Judgment," An Locke Tudor officially began his travels, and wrote that travel note many years later—if the content of the travel note and the diary were both true.
"So, how much of this diary is true?" Lin Ruo exhaled slightly and fell into thought.
Although it was from An Locke Tudor's perspective and did not involve much high-end knowledge, the information contained in these dozen pages of the diary was obviously still very amazing.
Whether it was the fact that the "Sword of Judgment" was once responsible for foreign wars like the "Red of War," or the content that the "Sword of Judgment" was later responsible for internal purification, Lin Ruo had a further understanding of himself back then.
Moreover, it actually indirectly revealed some information, such as his status under the Ancient Sun God back then, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was another Deputy Monarch of Heaven.
The only problem was that he was too much of a corporate slave, which made Lin Ruo very suspicious that if he was responsible for these things back then, would he really have time to leisurely organize everyone to go on picnics like in his memory?
"Huh?" Thinking like this, Lin Ruo suddenly froze for a moment, and a picture appeared in his mind.
In the picture, inside a huge palace, in front of a table, a man with slightly curly shoulder-length black hair was bowing his head and processing various documents piled up like a small mountain on the table.
He was wearing a long robe with a deep black base, entwined with silver threads, engraved with complex patterns, and hanging with gorgeous accessories. Layers of dark black wings hung down from his back, covering most of his body, making people able to confirm his identity at a glance—Dark Angel, Sasrir.
Lin Ruo was a little dumbfounded. He stared at the Dark Angel in front of him, and then realized that he in his memory seemed to have just entered this room, and was walking step by step towards Sasrir's position.
"What's wrong, Lin Ruo, is there something?" Sasrir naturally would not fail to notice the arrival of the guest. He stopped his movements and looked up at Lin Ruo.
At that moment, Lin Ruo saw Sasrir's appearance clearly. Unlike the self-contained mosaic when he appeared in the original work, the Dark Angel's appearance in front of him was clearly visible.
To describe it in one word, it would be, handsome.
Very handsome.
And it was the kind of handsome with nobility, making people know at a glance that this was a big shot who had been in a high position for a long time.
Lin Ruo suspected that the Ancient Sun God secretly turned on the beauty filter when he was creating people.
Well, combining the fact that True Creator himself was a simp, it didn't seem strange at all.
While Lin Ruo was complaining in his heart, he in his memory also walked up to Sasrir. Only then did Lin Ruo notice that he in his memory seemed to be holding a pile of parchment.
Then this pile of parchment was placed on the table in front of Sasrir by him in his memory.
Lin Ruo swore that he saw Sasrir's eyelids twitch at that moment.
"This is...?" Although he was asking, Sasrir's tone was obviously full of helplessness, as if it was not the first time he had encountered this kind of thing.
"Some things to be dealt with by the [Sword of Judgment]... Sasrir, you know, I only like to run field missions, and I'm not very good at handling these documents, so..."
Lin Ruo heard himself say this, judging from the words, it was obviously not the first time he in his memory had done this.
"Not good at it?" Sasrir looked at him.
"Yes."
He in his memory admitted it with confidence.
Then Lin Ruo saw Sasrir raise his hand and seem to rub his temples, and asked with a rather helpless tone: "Want to go out and travel again?"
"Yeah, five days." He in his memory immediately reported a number.
Then the room was silent. After a dozen seconds, Lin Ruo saw Sasrir sigh.
"You must come back after five days."
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