Countless people looked at the reactions of several nobles and walked out with doubts.
But the scene in front of them made their eyes widen.
They just couldn't accept it.
Countless corpses were piled up in one huge carriage after another.
The bodies were almost forced into the carriage, and the blood and putrid smell were sealed inside the carriage.
Several soldiers walked forward with expressionless faces and opened the carriages one after another.
The bodies that were forced into it fell off onto the grass the moment the carriage door was opened.
The smell of blood and rancidity quickly spread in the huge courtyard, and the stench shot straight into the sky.
The smell of decay accompanied the fallen corpses and rushed toward everyone.
Like an evil beast's thick and fishy giant tongue, it licked everyone's bodies.
Countless nobles looked at the scene in front of them, and their stomachs couldn't help but churn.
They covered their mouths and quickly turned back, but they couldn't stop trembling all over.
Why were so many corpses suddenly transported?
Their bodies seemed to have been specially preserved, with no traces of decay visible.
It was like the wronged soul in each corpse was forcibly sealed in the lifeless flesh and blood body.
Piles after piles of bodies continued to fall in the courtyard.
The nobles looked at the corpses on the ground, their faces as pale as paper.
At this time, Aurelion also followed the twelve ministers and walked out.
She also felt extremely sick when she saw countless corpses piled up in mountains.
The twelve ministers of the empire also narrowed their eyes and held their foreheads to suppress their nausea.
Finally, August walked out slowly, with a calm expression on his face.
He looked at Aurelion, who could not suppress his disgust, and said with a smile:
"Sorry, Your Highness, I may have scared you."
"But please don't worry, this matter will not affect you."
What's the meaning?
The surrounding atmosphere was silent and tense.
Although the meaning of August's words was unclear, several nobles present rushed to him angrily and asked loudly:
"August! What on earth are you doing!"
"A good diplomatic banquet turned into this by you!"
These words were like igniting a fuse, and the anger quickly spread in the room.
Their dissatisfaction and anger towards August was like a volcano erupting at this moment.
August listened to their accusations and looked at their anger, but his expression remained calm:
"Don't get so excited, guys."
"Why don't you open your eyes and see if there is anything familiar about these people?"
The nobles stared at the corpses. Suddenly, many were shocked beyond words.
Most of these corpses were guards who died in the previous demihuman sieges, as well as civilians who were unfortunately involved.
That day, the royal city was destroyed.
A large number of lives were lost under the iron heel of the demi-humans.
Originally, the bodies were supposed to be cremated with respect and the ashes blended into the soil of the kingdom.
But now, they have been brought here.
This, why is this?
Could it be...?
"Because I need these corpses."
August's smile almost reached his ears, and he laughed:
"Do you know what is needed for the body of the blood sacrifice? Yes, a warrior who died unnaturally."
"These corpses who died in glorious battles are simply the most suitable victims for blood sacrifices."
The moment the words fell, the nobles present seemed to suddenly understand something.
The chaos in the royal city was caused by the invasion of demihumans.
But why did those organized and disciplined demihumans choose such a perfect time to invade the royal city when the defenses were weak?
Why does it happen that there are no guards around the king?
This is all too much of a coincidence.
Countless nobles widened their eyes,
They completely understood, understood how all this happened, and understood the initiator of it.
But now, they could only watch the almost crazy king, with a fanatical light shining in his eyes and laughing wildly.
He opened his arms and announced to everyone:
"Please witness this."
"The blood sacrifice is about to begin."
The scarlet light penetrated the thick clouds and gently embraced the bright full moon.
The moon seemed to be submerged in a sea of blood, its pure white color dyed with blood red, like its scarlet pupils.
Blood fell like rain from the sky, casting a halo over the desolate land.
A scarlet and obscure formation appeared above the vast courtyard.
Intricate patterns are like dry rivers, surrounding the bodies lying quietly.
The scarlet formation seemed to be alive, with bright red lines beating in the light, like slowly flowing blood.
The formation stretched out to the corpses like tentacles, and strange runes climbed onto the corpses like ants, tattooing the earth beneath them.
The courtyard shimmered under the reflection of scarlet light, giving everyone present a bloody halo.
The nobles stared nervously at the strange scene in front of them and cursed at August:
"Auguste, you beast!"
"You did it on purpose. You deliberately let those demi-humans enter the royal city and destroy it!"
"Those innocent soldiers and civilians all died in the hands of you, the king!!!"
August looked at this group of angry nobles and showed a calm smile:
"Yes, I did it on purpose."
Hearing August's calm tone, all the nobles present were stunned.
Under the scarlet moonlight, August's shadow was stretched even longer.
The blood color on his face was reflected more vividly, and the blazing light in his eyes was even more scorching.
He slowly raised his head, scanned every nobleman present with his deep gaze, and said in a calm tone:
"You have always disobeyed me, even though I am your king."
"You hate me, but you have to respect me because of the bullshit principle of king and minister."
"Otherwise, the Archduke's punishment will befall each of you."
Many noble lords all looked at each other, but no one was speechless.
Indeed, the older generation of counts or marquises who followed the previous king did exactly what August said.
None of them really convinced August.
After all, they were all lords before August took office.
And August didn't have many political achievements worthy of their admiration.
What's more, because Duke Festin Barlow serves the royal family, they, the old nobles, have to show respect to August.
And what these noble lords fear is only Grand Duke Barlow.
Therefore, August was indeed telling the truth.
At this time, August slowly narrowed his eyes and said:
"But now, I don't have to care about your attitude towards me."
The tentacle patterns on the formation had passed through all the corpses, and a thin red line began to slowly fall from the blood moon in the sky.
Following the scarlet light, it gradually connected to the countless corpses.
The imperceptible bloody aura above the formation blended into the corpses.
Afterwards, they struggled with their limbs and squirmed from the ground, as if they had regained consciousness and came to life.
The nobles widened their eyes, feeling the pungent stench and blood rushing into their nostrils, and felt nauseated:
"Death... undead magic!?"
"No."
August laughed lightly:
"It's a blood slave."
Finally, a noble count couldn't bear it any longer and pulled out a sword with a cold light from his waist.
Wearing a lead-colored robe, he was flying in the air with determination on his face.
"Auguste! Your crimes must be punished!"
He is full of confidence and firmly believes that his level 4 strength can definitely defeat August easily.
He stepped suddenly, and with the roar of the wind around him, he rushed towards August.
The cold light flashed and turned into a silver meteor under the bloody night sky, instantly penetrating August's body.
Sand and dust rose up and slowly fell around the two bodies.
Everyone present didn't even have time to react, and the scene in front of them left them speechless.
August stood there, his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief, looking at the cold blade inserted into his body,
His body trembled, and a stream of warm blood spurted from his mouth.
"you……"
Countless people stared at this violent act of regicide, and even Aurelion was extremely shocked.
Only Earl Lauryn's face remained calm, as if nothing had happened.
After the count stabbed August with one knife, his expression was extremely calm.
Suddenly, as if he noticed something, his eyes widened in horror.
He exerted force on his arm suddenly, but found that his long blade had been embedded in August's body and could not be pulled out no matter how hard he tried.
August suddenly raised his head with a smile on his face and blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Do you really believe it?"
"I lied to you."
Swish——
Two rays of cold light flashed instantly, and August had only one of the three sword blades originally worn at his waist.
The earl felt a chill on his neck, and the scene in front of him began to spin.
He felt that time around him was slowing down, and he was looking at the shocked people.
Soon, the scene was frozen in front of two bodies.
Strange, why does August look so tall in front of him?
And this body...it feels so familiar. Whose body is this?
They're so tall, so tall.
what happened?
Something warm dripped on your face?
Oh...that's my body.
boom!
The body wearing a lead-colored robe fell heavily to the ground, and the blood soaked the grass, overflowing with scarlet color.
And August's two long swords returned to his waist.
He gently pulled out the sword blade from his chest, not even feeling the slightest pain:
"I almost forgot to tell you that I am the most talented student in the history of Star Academy."
"Just this achievement will not help in becoming a king."
He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the scarlet red in his eyes seemed to become more fanatical:
"It's a pity that you have never understood me."
"Without strength, how can I be the king?"
The next second, countless blood slaves struggled to climb up from the ground, dragging their twisted bodies, and behind the bodies, there was a bloody thread connected to them.
The end of the silk thread is connected to the scarlet full moon.
August stood in front of the blood slave, his eyes gradually filled with scarlet color by the blood moon.
Amidst the shock of countless nobles, he gently abandoned his smile.
"Everyone, our banquet is not over yet."
He faced Count Lauryn's huge mansion that was as huge as a castle, faced the blood moon in the sky, and spread out his arms hidden under his robes.
The blood slaves behind him also stretched out their twisted and withered hands along with August.
As if thirsting for blood, he leaned forward, stretched his hoarse throat, and said with Auguste:
"Praise the moon."
