"No! Don't!"
On the other side, in contrast to the kowtowing and begging Saint Pulminge, Charulia Palace had a complete mental breakdown. She twisted her body frantically, screaming hysterically:
"Commoners, back off! I am the descendant of the Creator! I am a god! You cannot do this, cannot do this!"
How ugly.
Shano looked down at these two Heavenly Celestial Dragons, a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes.
He had no interest in wasting more words with them.
Swish!
The light of the blade flashed.
This time, two heads simultaneously flew up, blood gushing from the necks like a fountain, creating two long arcs in the air.
Thud.
The two heads rolled onto the grass.
Charulia Palace's twisted demon-like face and Saint Pulminge's tearful expression were forever frozen in that moment.
"..."
Dead silence.
A more complete dead silence enveloped the scene.
The murmuring sound of resin bubbles rising, the rustling of the sea breeze through the red tree leaves, even the tense breathing of people seemed to vanish.
The whole world seemed to have been muted.
Only four headless corpses lay quietly on the ground, blood flowing on the verdant lawn, gathering, gradually winding into dark red streams.
"Gulp."
Suddenly, someone in the distant crowd swallowed, the sound like water droplets hitting a hot oil pan, instantly igniting the long-suppressed sound waves.
"All dead! The Heavenly Celestial Dragons have really died like this!"
"In one fell swoop, four entire gods have fallen..."
"Pah! Still calling them gods? Aren't their blood the same color as ours, red?"
In the midst of boiling commotion.
A ragged old man suddenly staggered a few steps forward, kneeling before Shano, tears streaming down his wrinkled cheeks, choking up:
"Thank you, thank you, sir!"
"My daughter, five years ago, was captured by that green-haired mushroom head, became his slave, and within two years was tortured to death, and they didn't even return the body to us. I never thought, never thought there would be a day to see revenge fulfilled..."
The old man's cries opened the floodgates.
More long-repressed complaints erupted immediately.
"My father was also taken as a slave and hasn't returned yet!"
"My family too!"
"And me!"
Shampodi Islands.
Due to being close enough to Mary Geoise, coupled with the presence of human auction venues on the island, the people here can be said to see Heavenly Celestial Dragons more frequently than on any other island.
And naturally, the harm they suffer is also the most frequent.
"Good riddance, good riddance!"
A woman holding a baby wiped her tears, rushed out from the crowd, and spat fiercely at the corpses of the Heavenly Celestial Dragons.
"My old father, husband, and eldest son, all were dockworkers, diligently working from dawn till dusk, just accidentally blocking their path while moving cargo, all got shot dead on the street!"
"This is retribution, retribution!"
She screamed hysterically, waking the baby in her arms, who started to cry loudly.
"Waaah waaah..."
This cry seemed like a signal, and the crowd, previously hesitant and shrinking, began to stir.
Someone picked up a stone from the ground, throwing it harshly at the headless corpses, some rushed forward to tear and vent on the luxurious robes, others grabbed the heads and swung them against the ground with force...
And more people.
Though still standing in place, afraid to rush forward, the fear in their eyes was clearly replaced by something more fervent.
Shano watched these scenes, observing it all.
He slightly curled his lips into a smile, taking a white tissue from Kuina beside him, leisurely wiping the blood off the Tachi.
Then he turned to the nearest Photography Radio Snail.
"You all see this?"
Shano's gaze was sharp, staring straight at the Radio Snail's lens, grinning, "You've all seen it, right? Not only can I kill Heavenly Celestial Dragons, make them wail, beg for mercy, but so can you all!"
"Heavenly Celestial Dragons were never gods!"
"They are just parasites dressed in luxurious garments, pigs elevated to godhood by packaging!"
He thrust the Tachi into the ground, the blade vibrating, issuing a clear humming sound:
"For these eight hundred years, they ruled the seas with fear, adorned themselves with sanctity, enslaved the world with lies, but from today onwards, starting from Shampodi, starting with me, Shano!"
Shano looked around at the surrounding people, seeing the flames ignite in their eyes, and spoke deliberately:
"This shackle named fear, it should be severed here!!!"
He raised his head again, eyes seemingly penetrating the clouds, grinning wide with white teeth showing: "Hey, you ancients in Mary Geoise."
"I know you all are watching too, how is it, satisfied with this gift?"
After a brief silence, a sudden change occurred!
Rumble!
The entire Shampodi Islands suddenly began to shake violently, the surrounding Alkiman Red Trees swaying crazily, resin bubbles exploding in clusters, even hundred-meter waves surged on the sea.
The clouds in the sky were torn apart by an invisible force, and simultaneously, a gigantic black Pentagram Array abruptly emerged on the darkened sky.
Crack!
A huge black lightning bolt burst forth from the Pentagram, striking downward!
A being more powerful than the Divine Knight Order members has descended upon the world, making a move!