Guild Wars

Chapter 885 The Power Of The Law

Draco gazed at the aggrieved Sigurd and laughed softly. “You absolute buffon. You didn’t even do any due diligence before attacking? Well, this is how things will go.”

“I, Draco, request for a Divine Impartial Arbitration!”

｢System to Player Announcement

You are about to invoke the Divine Impartial Arbitration Process. A random Divine Arbitrator from the system will be sent to hear the dispute between the two parties. The Divine Arbitrator’s decision is final and cannot be changed.

Are you sure you wish to proceed?

Y/N｣

Draco naturally selected yes.

Sigurd’s expression paled as she struggled against the contract chains, and glared at Draco.

“Mortal, let me go and we’ll write off our debts, and I’ll never pursue you again!”

In the air, divine light began to condense as a Divine Impartial Arbitration was being set up and the arbitrator themselves was being generated or summoned.

Draco turned to glance at Sigurd as if he was looking at a retard. “God, you really are limitlessly stupid. Is this the guy that slaughtered the dragon race? The picture Hikari painted of you was a calm, battle genius who had everything under control.”

Draco then spat in disgust. “But I see you’re just a pampered child who was likely given everything he has. There was no way you, a mere mortal at the time, could kill even Rank 7 Dragons, much less True God dragons or above.”

Sigurd’s expression shifted slightly, but he did his best to maintain his arrogant disposition in order to pressure Draco.

“Mortal Draco, I tell you once more, release me and all debts shall be written off! Otherwise, you will feel the full wrath of the Pantheon of Power!”

Draco snorted. “The Pantheon who would end up like you if they show hostility to me? Oh wow, how scared I am!”

Sigurd’s expression stilled. “… fine, what do you want?”

Draco decided to stop humoring this retard and spoke dismissively. “Everything, I can get everything you own through the ruling of this arbitration. Why the fuck would I negotiate with you? Now shut up and wait.”

“Damn you mortal, you dare not strip me of what’s rightfully mine, or I will search for every way to break this damned agreement and slaughter you!” Sigurd began to roar with red eyes full of desperation.

Draco ignored him and waited for the impartial arbitration to full manifested. He then saw that the arbitrator this time was a mini angel that had white and black wings as well as a cold disposition.

“I am Kio the Nephilis, and I am the chosen Divine Arbitrator for this Divine Impartial Arbitration.”

She flapped her wings and hovered between Draco and Sigurd, as if preventing both sides from attacking each other. “Please state your case for the arbitration to begin.”

Draco naturally took the lead. “I have performed a great and meritorious deed of reviving the extinct and slaughtered Dragon Race. Impartial Arbitrator can check to verify all of this.”

“Just when I was about to situated the newly revived race and set up a system of living, I come to find that my entire race and my own nuclear family were cruelly slaughtered by true God Sigurd without providing a reason.”

“I did not even attempt to fight back and insult the dignity of a True God. Rather, I was attacked for asking why this happened, and my previous contract with the Divine Realm saved my life. Impartial Arbitrator can check this too.”

Draco adopted a severe demeanor, no longer casual and calm. Kio listened quietly and then cast a white light over Draco, verifying his claims.

When the Nephilis verified everything, despite being cold, her eyes softened slightly. A race reviver was a truly great person – unless it was an evil or harmful race of course – and reviving the Dragons is just about the best thing you can do in this regard.

Draco should be praised and have songs sang about him across the entire main plane, even being welcomed to the Divine Realm as a guest and honorary True God. Yet, his outcome was his slaughtered family and almost losing his life to a relatively new True God.

With that, Kio turned to the chained Sigurd with a cold look and inquired on his defense.

“This deity is the current God of War and ascended by using the flesh, blood and souls of the Dragon Race. I have also decreed a ban on any Draconic species and on Draconic specie revival, yet my decree was broken by this mortal. It is natural that I would mete out punishment!” Sigurd spoke arrogantly, not giving the arbitrator any respect.

Kio’s eyes flashed subtly, but made no overt movements. Rather she contemplated for a while before speaking.

“Unlike a normal Impartial Arbitration, a Divine Impartial Arbitration bestows me with the power to authenticate the events through time reversal and truth seeking, so I already know the cause and effects of the various parties. Now, I shall mete out judgment.”

“In light of Draco’s contributions, he has been granted the social status of primogenitor among Dragons, which gives him an objective obligation to seek the betterment of his race. He was also tasked with a Divine Quest to restore the Dragon race by the Origin gods.”

“This directly overrides your decree to ban the resuscitation of the dragon race and even puts into question your right to even make such a decree.”

“Not only that, you did not distribute your decree to the Immortal Adventurers, of which Draco is a part of, so no knowledge was possessed of your decree.”

“Also, True Gods, after the Great War, have been mandated not to leave heaven with their True Bodies and only come through incarnations like the recent arrival of Aphrodite and Sienna.”

“On top of that, after the Great War, due to the severe damage and loss of life the main plane suffered as a result of the actions of the gods, the verdict was that True Gods could no longer directly harm mortals without the approval of an arbitrator.”

Kio glanced at Sigurd askance, stating almost snarkily. “Even Sunna the Sun Goddess knew this and didn’t directly attack Immortal Adventurer Riveting Night.”

Sigurd was unfazed by this as he didn’t understand the significance, but Draco and Eva’s faces changed greatly as they shuddered. If Sigurd knew the depth of Kio’s insult, he would like commit suicide.

Having your IQ compared to Sunna’s was a fate worse than death.

“On top of that, the entire Divine Realm has an agreement not to harm Draco or his loved ones per the agreement made by the representative of ALL True Gods, the Supreme Pantheon.”

“Currently, you have violated all of these and compounded a severe offense. First, to the Origin gods by defying their will. Secondly, to the Supreme Pantheon by violating the agreement. Thirdly, to the Dragon race for your unsanctioned slaughter. And finally, to Draco and his Morningstar Family.”

“To the Origin Gods, you will be punished to have your chance of participating in the Origin Tower trial stripped permanently.”

“To the Supreme Pantheon, you will be forced to go the the Ruined Colosseum and protect the frontline there for a 100 years.”

“To the Dragon race, you will become the race protector for eternity, being the one to protect any and all dragons at no regard to your own life and safety.”

“To the Morningstar family, you will payout the entirety of your wealth and value.”

Kio began to fade away majestically. “This I so decree, the Divine Impartial Arbitration is over!”

From beginning to end, Sigurd didn’t even have a chance to posture. Even the most partial judge knew what decision to make when they saw Sigurd in Origin Chain from defying a Divine Agreement.

Sigurd was shocked at the verdict, then began thrashing against the chains as he roared like a crazed beast.

“GET BACK HERE YOU FILTHY MIXED BLOOD SHITE, HOW DARE YOU PRONOUNCE UNFAVORABLE JUDGMENT ON THIS DEITY?! AFTER ALL I HAVE DONE FOR THE DIVINE REALM, THIS IS MY END?”

His words fell on deaf ears as Eva and the rest of Draco’s family continually glared at him with hatred while the revived Dragons were inches from attacking him brutally. The Origin chains were soon released and Sigurd fell to one knee.

He then began to laugh crazily as he raised his head and glared at Draco. To Draco’s shock and dismay, half of Sigurd’s pristine white face was covered in grey while his left eye was completely pitch black with blood bleeding from it.

“Isn’t it funny?! I literally spent all these millennia since I ascended fighting on the frontlines against the grey rot, all so that I could integrate with the True Gods. But what did I get? Scorn upon return and finding out that everyone is against me?”

Sigurd rose to his feet with a wide and creepy smile. “No harm then, what’s another hundred years? The grey rot has already invaded my body and without the help of an Origin or Semi-Origin god, I will soon be assimilated.”

Draco and Eva listened without changing expression, not feeling pity or sympathy, but amusement and disdain.

“You idiot, two of the dragons back there are equivalent to Semi-Origin Gods. The only reason you beat them was because you caught them offguard and because they were only just reborn, so they have no skills/attacks of their grade, nor have their Source Origins generated enough energy.”

Draco stated as he forked a finger back to Alduin and Paarthurnax, who were gloating as they watched Sigurd.

The crazed True Gods face froze, and then became ugly. However, he sneered the next moment.

“Don’t try to trick me. Even if I knelt and begged these fellows are dragons! They would never forgive me and help save my life!”

Eva laughed loudly. “You fool, you killed all the dragons and absorbed their souls, not even giving them a chance at reincarnation! How can these dragons be the same ones? We found them from an alternate realm and smuggled them back, so they had no history nor no malice against you!”

This time, Sigurd couldn’t rebut as his face became green. He inspected the Dragons and realized that while they were cousins to the normal dragon race of the world, they also had foreign elements to them that made them distinct.

Immediately, he was filled with endless regret. Why hadn’t he had the thought to check and verify? Ah. Wait, he did know the reason.

Sigurd laughed depressingly and rose to his feet.

“You can hate me Draco, and the dragon race, but do not despise me. Pity me.”

“I was not the fool you see before you now. Just as you said, I was once a cunning and two-faced person who used the help of foreign powers to use the dragon race as my chance to ascend. In my clever plan, I would wash away my sins by fighting for the Divine Realm after ascension.”

“Be honest and say that if it was not the Dragon race I slaughtered, or any race with a relationship with you, you would see my plan as clever.”

Draco and Eva shared a look and nodded. They were beings that often genocided others without a care, so how could they dare act high and mighty?

Sigurd sighed. “Unfortunately, in fighting the grey rot, I became infect. Its a terrible thing, invades your thoughts and memory and influence your personality. The old me would have researched upon a mortal who was powerful enough to revive the dragon race and even if I would act against you, I would sue proxies and traps.”

Sigurd gave Draco a pointed look. “You and your people are talented and becoming a True God is easy for you. I sincerely hope that when you ascend, you stay away from the battlefront and never be infected by the grey rot, because you can see what it has done to me.”

With that, Sigurd was pulled by a white light into a creamy human sized portal. He didn’t offer any farewell because he knew that the moment he had let the grey rot consume his thoughts, he was not long to live.

Anyway, it was better to die than remain a retard who acts before he thinks.

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