Village Head's Debauchery
chapter-1047

"Can you explain what sort of atrocity is transpiring here? You have one minute," Orion said, turning his attention to the winged Dragmin perched in the corner of the ceiling.

Nahe frowned deeply at Orion's demand. The time it had taken to secure the captives had allowed him to regain his composure and assess the situation more clearly.

Even the remaining gods' chosens had managed to quell their fear, eyeing the two figures before them with cautious expressions. Only three gods' chosens remained, apart from the eight seated within the runes.

"There is nothing to explain. All of this has transpired because of Paradise's own faults. Do you think we would simply kneel and bow our heads just because our Emperor has been captured and our Runaway City subjugated? A true leader scales any trial, no matter how mighty, regardless of the sacrifices required."

"Paradise is merely a stepping stone that will glorify the ascent of the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City into a Grade Two Runaway City, solidifying our position as unshakable. We will no longer need the protection of the Wandering Wolf Borough Runaway City. We may even have the chance to subjugate them under us and climb to the peak," Nahe replied, his voice brimming with confidence and conviction, his eyes burning with rage as they fixed on the two Paradise warriors before him.

Orion nodded in understanding before responding, "If this is the extent of your rebellion, then it's not enough to stir the sands outside the shores of Paradise. It's pitiful that you had to sacrifice so many lives of your own people just to achieve this. Regardless, as warriors from Paradise, we must end this uprising and bring you before the denizens of Trekking Flamingo Runaway City to atone for the irredeemable atrocities you've committed."

"Hehe! You speak as though Paradise hasn't committed its own irredeemable atrocities in its pursuit of power. We all know that such strength doesn't come without a price," Nahe sneered.

"Yes, indeed, there was a price," Orion responded.

Nahe's brow rose in astonishment at Orion's admission.

"Unfortunately, it's not as simple as you think," Orion replied, shaking his head. He recalled the horrendous experiments his ancestors endured to gain the strength they now wielded, a strength that came with severe consequences, like their declining fertility.

Nahe frowned, not understanding the meaning of his words. "Humph! You can say whatever rubbish you want to establish the stupidity of your words," he responded, his eyes shifting towards the gods' chosens seated on the bloodied runes.

"If you're trying to buy more time for whatever scheme you're plotting, I can assure you, it's doomed to fail," Orion said, his gaze sweeping over the bloody runes and the countless corpses strewn about. "But considering the atrocities you've committed to bring this plan to fruition, it would be an insult to those who loved their fallen to end this too quickly and grant you the quick mercy of defeat. No, you'll watch as every piece of your plan unravels, as every bit of victory slips through your fingers until you're left with nothing but the weight of your actions."

His voice turned cold. "Then, we'll deliver your inevitable defeat. It won't be quick, and it won't be painless. So if you've got any other tricks up your sleeve, now's the time to use them because I can assure you, they won't be enough."

The voices of the freed captives alone would be enough to shake the hearts of the denizens, but once they witnessed the horrific scene for themselves, any shred of respect they still held for the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City's leaders would utterly collapse, giving Paradise the perfect opportunity to cement its place within their hearts.

Hearing Orion's words, Nahe grimaced, struggling to find a response to the warrior's confident declaration.

"Fine! Your arrogance will be your downfall. You'll remember these words and regret them," Nahe spat. Though their plans had been prematurely uncovered, it didn't mean they hadn't prepared for such an adversity.

As for the escaped captives who would inevitably spread the truth, he'd find a way to deal with that later. But first, he had to take care of the threat before him.

"ACTIVATE THE RUNES IMMEDIATELY!" Nahe screamed at the gods' chosens, snapping them out of their stupor.

The remaining three hesitated, their faces etched with reluctance at the order.

"What are you still standing there for? Don't tell me you think they'll spare everyone here after everything that's happened! If we want to leave this place victorious, get moving!" Nahe shouted, his piercing gaze locked on the gods' chosens.

The gods' chosens gritted their teeth and raced toward the bloodied rune. As they arrived, they drew their daggers and began plunging them into the necks of the seated gods' chosens.

Orion and his warrior partner were taken aback by the sight.

"Chief, I think they're planning something unusual. We should stop them now," the warrior said through his mask.

"There's no need to act yet. Since everyone within the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City will be watching, we should give them a show," Orion responded, shaking his head.

The warrior remained silent, nodding.

The seated gods' chosens fell one by one, their blood spilt onto the rune, creating another heavy pool of blood. The blood then surged toward the last remaining gods' chosens, who had the highest energy level in the room.

The gods' chosens then stood at specific places within the rune and began to chant.

"From skies torn asunder by raging storms, tear the heavens, rend the sky..."

As the gods' chosens chanted, the rune's glow intensified, eventually overpowering even the lanterns around the hall.

Soon, a shadow began to form above the centre of the runes.

Witnessing this, Nahe cracked a smile and turned his attention to the two Paradise warriors. "Since you're so confident about decimating whatever we've planned, it's only fair I explain the fate you've sealed for yourselves." He gestured toward the bloodied runes on the ground.

"These runes are part of the technique Emperor Greroth acquired alongside the Dragon Shadow Transformation technique. They complement each other so well that it's believed this technique was built upon the Dragon Shadow Transformation. It details the intricacies of sacrificing the blood of a being with draconic heritage to amplify one's strength-the higher the mastery, the greater the benefits of the absorbed draconic heritage."

"Lastly, it describes a ritual to summon an ancient malevolent spirit beast from the Lower Spirit Realm. Only those who fully master the technique can summon the spirit at will. Attempting to summon it prematurely risks tainting the summoner's soul or even possession."