A Transmigrator’s Privilege – Chapter 240

Judgment of Evil The ground of Parnel looked as if it had transformed into a sea of black whirlpools. A handsome man with long black hair, watching this from atop a high bell tower, murmured quietly to himself. “Everything up to now was merely the prelude.” Under the eerie light of the triple moons, his face—smiling in anticipation—was excruciatingly beautiful....