Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 427 Drama
As if in response to the madness on Chapolili's body, countless fine flames appeared on the bodies of the thirteen representatives of the Ahara caravan, and then turned into a crazy fire that shot up into the sky!

They fell to the ground in agony, scratching their burning bodies madly, their skin and flesh falling off in large pieces, and letting out horrible howls that were not like human voices!
A huge fear enveloped everyone on the scene. After a brief moment of daze, the citizens screamed and retreated. The old people, women and children who were pushed down were soon trampled to the ground by hundreds of people. The smell of blood, tears and feces and urine instantly filled the air.

"My people, do not be afraid!" The king's shocking voice echoed throughout the venue.

"The Supreme Will has exposed the evil deeds of the sinners. What you need to do is stand up and don't back down. Show the courage and pride of the golden people and witness the fair judgment of the law with your own eyes!"

The guards initially retreated in fear, but the officers were the first to react, drawing their swords and responding to His Majesty's call to prepare the troops.

The soldiers, whose minds were tougher than those of ordinary citizens, quickly calmed down and began to strike their shields with their swords or knock on the ground with their spears, making muffled sounds that boosted morale.

In the center of the square, the sudden fire did not kill the fourteen "criminals" directly. When people realized that they had no ability to resist and could not threaten their lives, the fear that had just penetrated their bones turned into raging rage in a very short time.

"Kill them!" someone shouted angrily in the crowd.

“Kill them right here!” An old man who had just been pushed to the ground and covered in blood slapped the dust off his body and roared at the top of his lungs, “Kill this traitor, kill these foreign beasts! Drive the damn ancient dragon out of our capital!”

"Yes! Kill them and drive the ancient dragon out of the capital!"

"Recapture Gallid! Make Fam Azra pay!"

"An eye for an eye! Blood for blood!"

The Grand Justice, Viscount Lehmann, struck the gavel and announced in an emotionless tone: "The court Viscount Chapolili has colluded with foreign countries, linked up with foreign races, spread madness, and poisoned the people. He is sentenced to death by eye and stone!"

"The Yahara caravan, including its leader, has a total of 1,783 people. They plotted to enter our dynasty, worship the evil god, spread madness, and create terrorist attacks. They are guilty of multiple crimes and sentenced to earth punishment!"

The so-called eye punishment is to smash the eyes of the victim with an iron hammer, the stoning punishment is to bury the person half-in the ground and then stone him to death, and the last one, the earth punishment, is the written name for burying alive.

The dynasty really listened to the voices of its people and brought severe punishment on the sinful villains. People raised their arms fanatically and the cheers of "Long live the dynasty" were deafening!
"This is a complete scam!" Lakkad roared angrily and was about to rush to the center of the square, but his shoulder was grabbed by Radagan's hand.

"Your Majesty..." Lakkad suddenly turned around and stared at the hand of Radagan on his shoulder, with a dangerous aura emanating from his body without any concealment.

"I've said before that all the evidence points to Municipal Supervisor Rowans Ovniel, who is the real murderer. Trickery like the Holy Inquisition ritual is just a way to fool ordinary people, but I am unwilling and unable to accept such a despicable verdict!"

Radagon didn't care about his son's cold hostility. He just leaned over and whispered in Lakkad's ear: "The 'real' suspect you mentioned has secretly defected to the Giant Dynasty and fled to Lord Fortress last night."

“As for the trick you mentioned,” he raised his head and looked meaningfully at the golden branches and leaves that blocked out the sun, “I don’t know what made you lose your fear of Him, but you should at least understand one thing—”

"Here, beneath the shadow of this golden tree, no one can claim His power, not even the Everqueen."

Lakad was startled, and looked at Radagan again with a look of disbelief. "I think you finally guessed it now," Radagan smiled and patted his son on the shoulder, "As I promised you, everything I did was free of any personal feelings. As a person blessed by the gods, we should obey His will."

As his words came to an end, his smile gradually faded, replaced by a sacred and solemn expression, "Don't be as arrogant as that woman. No one can disobey Him, not even God and the king."

"This is the only truth in this world."

Roar--

Radagan's dignified face suddenly froze.

He turned in shock and anger towards the direction where the sound came from. At the dividing line where the magnificent dome of the Golden Temple met the sky, and above the mountain-like ridges of the remains of Gulan Shanks, he really saw a figure that should not have been here in any case.

People looked up at the sky in horror and soon discovered that the loud noise was not an illusion.

What I heard was a dragon's roar that shook the entire capital, and what I saw was a dragon's shadow that covered the sky and the sun!

Radagon suddenly turned around and stared at Lakkad angrily, "It's your guards!"

"I have sent fifty heroes to guard the perimeter of the Golden Temple, and countless scouts to monitor the Ancient Dragon Temple. He can only sneak in here by hiding among your guards!"

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty," Lacard replied with his eyes lowered, "As I promised you, as the current head of the Dynasty's Ministry of Justice, I only accept fair judgments and the 'real' truth."

The huge dragon body of Forsanx was like a meteorite falling from the sky, crashing down in the center of Lanchester Square. His mighty dragon claws were like four giant pillars reaching from the sky to the earth, forming a barrier for those who were wronged and humiliated.

He lowered his dragon head, staring at the mad flames without retreating, and uttered a mysterious and solemn dragon script.

That is an ancient spell passed down from generation to generation only among the priests of the Sky Temple. Only those who master it are qualified to touch the supreme power of the ancient dragon's prayer!

Divine runes that were very different from the golden prayer condensed in the void, and divine power as vast as mountains and seas rushed out, turning into a howling hurricane that blew out the madness in an instant!
Furshanks was slightly startled, and when he looked up again, his eyes towards Radagon were even colder.

The mania in these fourteen people was much weaker than he had imagined. It was unknown whether Radagon had colluded with Alpha or Omega and used the "Holy Judgment" to ignite the mania. His intention was not to kill them at all, but to stage a big show for everyone in the dynasty to see.

The play was performed well enough, and he had enough motivation to do everything - looking at the crazy faces of those Rodel people, who seemed to have been mutated into star beasts, it was obvious that their king had succeeded.

"Haha," he couldn't help but sneered, "That's it."

"A piece of trash like you is worthy of being called king?"

(End of this chapter)