Pretending To Be A Boss
Chapter 852 - 39: The Death of Endless Turtle

Mining District, Sacred Mountain.

The black-robed figure never left his territory; he was like a painter, staying quietly in his studio, patiently creating.

The materials he needed, Soul Crystals, beast bones, beast blood, and so forth, would all be delivered to the judge by the Long-eared Ancient Apes, and then brought to the black-robed figure by the judge.

The judge represents the strongest foundation of the Beast Court, while the black-robed figure represents the Court's endless vitality.

Even if a Judgment Chief dies, a new one will be born.

This is the power of the Eden Embryo.

If one were to ask which creature the black-robed figure was most satisfied with creating over the past hundreds of years, it would undoubtedly be Junlin.

After creating Junlin, the black-robed figure's mood had always been pleasant, looking forward to Junlin's performance, this being that was supposed to be the strongest creature beneath the Beast Gods.

But today, his spirits had plummeted to rock bottom.

For the first time in hundreds of years, he wanted to leave this forbidden land.

A creator always has strong emotions towards their masterpiece and works of devotion. The black-robed figure looked at the judge and said:

"It's just a mission failure, why resort to such actions?"

[A mission failure? It ruined my great plan!]

The judge pointed at the Eden Embryo, saying:

[I need to create a more obedient death soldier. As for Junlin, indeed, it is not bad, but sadly, the mistakes it has made are unforgivable. Defeat is not shameful, but to let the enemy escape because of its slight pride, that is a capital offense!]

The words of the judge ignited anger in the usually respectful black-robed figure:

"How can you create one in such a short time? Junlin is the perfect warrior, one could even say it is the most unsurpassable being I have created in my life! If there is anything imperfect about it, it's its personality! But wasn't that what you requested? I told you it still needed time! Yet you insisted on making it come out early! And now you place the blame on it?"

The judge did not care about the black-robed figure's anger, and said:

[I don't need to explain anything to you. You should know your place and mine. There's a reason for everything; Junlin's birth was indeed my decision, but its arrogance outweighing its loyalty is a serious mistake!]

"But I had already warned you, and you didn't listen."

[It had the chance to seize the legacy but gave up everything due to its damned pride! What could have ended has turned from a great advantage into a disadvantage. Nothing less than its death is sufficient to appease my anger. After it dies, I don't need you to create a superior Judgment Chief, but it must be a more obedient one.]

The judge looked down at the black-robed figure.

In the eyes of those human senators, the Lord Judge and the creator in the depths of the forbidden land were two people of equal status but not on good terms.

But the real truth behind the Beast Court, only the judge knows.

The black-robed figure felt as if his heart was being sliced by knives.

"The birth of Junlin took too much devotion, it will remain an unsurpassable existence. I even feel that it..."

The black-robed figure suddenly stopped.

He suddenly realized that if there were any beings in this world that had the opportunity to evolve into god-level creatures, the judge would never allow such beings to exist.

[What are you trying to say?]

"Nothing, I just hope that the Lord Judge would reconsider. Junlin really is a rare work of perfection. I may never be able to create a being stronger than it. It is the most capable general of my Beast Court, it's a pity to kill it."

[I have made up my mind.]

The judge did not reveal the real reason. Being suspicious by nature, whether Junlin let the enemy go or was let go by the enemy, such a person made it uneasy to rest within its Sacred Mountain.

"Alright... give me some time, I need to retrieve some things from Junlin. To create a being more powerful than Junlin in a short period of time, it must be placed within the Eden Embryo. Only then can such an extraordinary creature among the beasts provide enough vitality for the embryo."

For the first time, the black-robed figure lied to the judge, and one who had not lied for hundreds of years began to do so, even managing to deceive someone as suspicious as the judge.

The judge did not say much, as it had already realized the gravity of the situation. That human, Tang Xian, now possessed the legacy of the Sea God, the Nether Phoenix, and the God of Destruction.

[Only the Lost Bird remains; perhaps this time, I should personally meet him.]

The judge left the deepest part of the forbidden land and returned to the altar.

The Lost Bird, among the Beast Gods, is not adept at fighting but quite troublesome, and has always been extremely mysterious.

As the judge looked at the sculptures on the altar, memories of past details began to resurface.

Now the only one who had seen the Lost Bird was the judge alone. Where the Lost Bird's legacy lay, the answer perhaps resided in its own memory.

...

The next day, Junlin woke up from a deep slumber.

The cold and damp prison confined many ferocious monsters. Yet these originally murderous and brutal monsters now seemed quite exhausted.

When Junlin also felt the soreness coming from deep within the Soul Crystal, it instantly understood what this was all about.

The Beast Court, being a court, naturally had judgments, and those criminals after the verdict belonged to the Court's jurisdiction.

In the end, they would all be sent to the Eden Embryo.

The Eden Embryo could create life, but doing so required immense energy, derived from the bones, Soul Crystals, and flesh of the beasts.