Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God-Novel

"CITY LORD WOO, I'LL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!"

12 blood red wings appeared to Law's back. The sound of heartbreak radiated over the city and everyone saw a sight they would never forget.

Law, a young man they had all cto know in the last half decade stood in the skies amidst the blood red pillar of light. Hovering a small distance from his back, 12 red wings with feathers as sharp and reflective as blades flapped. In his left arm, he clung tightly to two severed heads and streams of bloody tears fell from his eyes and along his cheeks.

Dragging along on a chain attached to his ankle, the mangled half-dead body of Patriarch Jones dangled in the air. His mournful cries were completely muffled behind Law's ghastly killing intent.

Everything about him screamed bloody murder. The resentment in his tone and expression made those watching on shiver from a breath of cold.

Law wasn't a fool. He knew that Jones had no ability to do this on his own. Even if the City Lord didn't act personally, it had most definitely occurred with his tacit agreement. In fact, it was impossible for Law to be jailed without the City Lord's tacit agreement as well.

Since that was the case, he could just die.

Basically everyone in this city was a cultivator. After all, the need for combat prowess was heavy with the looming threat of the devils. But, even if they weren't, almost all of them were born with Immortal Essence cultivations at worst. So, no matter their vantage point from within the city, their eyes were more than sharp enough to see the heads in Law's hands.

When they realized it was his wife and father-in-law, and even recognized the form of the former Duke dangling from his ankle, many of them cto an understanding. Though they were mostly commoners, they weren't fools. The minds of immortals would make them all exceptional Einstein level geniuses on the mortal plane, so they instantly understood things after being led a bit.

After reaching this point, no small number of them turned hostile gazes toward the City Lord's Mansion.

When Law gained spower, he had done too many things for the common folk. The laws he fought to help pass made their lives that were once filled with constant fear toward what might be outside the city walls to settle once more. Yet, their savior had paid the price of his wife and father-in-law.

Back when Law had been imprisoned, many had felt grief and unwillingness, but what could they do? But seeing Law in such a state and even charging toward the City Lord Mansion and likely toward his death without regard for anything… Left them all in a dazed state.

However, what happened next made them feel as though the world would collapse.

A vajra body that blotted out the skies appeared to Law's back.

The vajra body crushed the dungeon beneath its feet with nothing more than its aura. It hadn't even taken a single step, nor had it taken any action at all, but it truly felt that the world might collapse at any time.

All of these things were within Dyon's plans. But, what he hadn't expected was for him to be truly pissed off. When he saw Mimi's head, despite knowing that she was nothing more than a puppet, he truly did feel an undying rage bubbling up within his heart like a tide of lava.

~Moment Ago~

In the City Lord's mansion, a man with wide shoulders say complacently. His back and shoulders were so broad that his legs seemed far too small for his body. Yet, despite this, it gave him an imposing demeanor that not many could stand to.

This man was none other than City Lord Woo, the leader of the government faction and the most powerful man of Yin City.

"It's done?"

"Yes, City Lord. Winnow Jones has been allowed into the dungeons."

"Good, then. Since he got his last wish, I asshe won't mind never stepping foot out of that dungeon again."

"City…"

The man who stood across from City Lord Woo's desk paused. He didn't know if he should continue his words. He didn't want to end up like Winnow. That fool thought that the City Lord had kind intentions in mind, yet wasn't he about to die now? Well, maybe that man didn't care much. All he wanted was his revenge in the end, and he got it. He should be thankful.

That said, even if Winnow didn't have any more aspirations other than to get his revenge on Law, he still wanted to live more. So, he choked back his words, unwilling to say anything more.

However, in his heart, he felt that this City Lord had gone too far. Ruining a prodigy like Law for little else other than feeling a small bit of threat, not to mention going so far as to kill his wife and father-in-law at the stime… That was enough to make the hearts of the other nobles run cold.

In such a situation, how could they dare to display their true strengths before the City Lord? It would only encourage them to hide their abilities in the shadows and schunder the cover of night. In such a situation, the Yin City's government faction might end up with numerous pointed blades coming in all directions.

Of course, the City Lord wasn't a fool. He knew this as well. But, didn't Law think that he was very clever? His cleverness caused three of the four most powerful clans of Yin City to be crippled in just half a decade. He essentially gave City Lord Woo exactly what he wanted.

With these Clans crippled, was there even a need to worry about hidden blades? By then, he could cease holding onto an empty title like City Lord and beca true King and even an Emperor. At that time, there would be no need for garbage like democracy and he could act as he pleased.