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Chapter 1025 The Buddhist Capital Turns into Hell

"The capital has fallen, and Prince Botiao has returned from hell."

As soon as Su Yao finished speaking, the scout captain knelt down with a thud, trembling as he said:
"He's no longer human. He single-handedly slaughtered his way through the entire palace. The governor, the queen, the eldest prince, and all the nobles were all killed!"

The scout captain's eyes were filled with fear.

He could never forget that scene.

At that time, being of lowly status, he could only patrol the furthest point of the coronation ceremony. By the time he realized something was wrong, Prince Bodiao had already led a group of temple warriors and blind believers into the palace.

Prince Bo Diao, dressed in white robes and wielding a sharp sword, was unstoppable wherever he went.

"The prince was never like this before!" the scout captain shouted hoarsely.

"Our guards rushed forward, but they couldn't even touch the hem of his robe before being hacked to death. The governor's personal guard fought desperately, but he single-handedly cut them all down, even Lord Moroko..."

Su Yao narrowed his eyes: "Moroko is dead just like that?"

"died!"

The scout captain closed his eyes in anguish:

"He's practically possessed by a demon; his strength is terrifying!"

"Right in front of everyone, he crushed the governor's head as easily as crushing a bunch of grapes."

Su Yao frowned slightly: "Where is the eldest prince?"

The scout captain shook his head: "I don't know, the scene was too chaotic. Some say they saw the prince nailed to the throne, others say he was torn in two by Bo Diao."

"So, you just ran away?" Su Yao said, rubbing his chin.

"Everyone is running!"

The scout captain explained, "This kind of monster is definitely not something we can fight."

Even so, very few people manage to escape by sheer luck.

"That monster, it's like it has invisible wings, it can leap several meters high, and it keeps chasing us."

"Blood everywhere, the entire palace has become a blood-soaked altar."

"A blood altar? You're quite good at using metaphors." Su Yao glanced at the scout.

However, another scout shook his head vigorously: "This is not a metaphor!"

"We only escaped by faking our deaths. You have no idea what the capital is like now!"

"Hmm, what's the situation in the capital now?"

The scout captain took a deep breath: "Prince Bodhi... no, that demon has taken control of the entire city. He has publicly declared himself the 'Chosen King'—Vesudeva I, and ordered all the nobles in the capital to pledge their allegiance to him. Anyone who hesitates has been executed on the spot."

"And he laughed wildly and shouted that these people would become his power or something."

The more Zhang Liao listened, the stranger his expression became. He looked at Su Yao and whispered, "Your Highness, this sounds..."

"You look a lot like me?" Su Yao said casually.

"No, I wouldn't dare," Zhang Liao hurriedly replied.

Su Yao waved his hand and said, "No, your suspicion is very likely correct. This Prince Bo Diao has probably indeed obtained some kind of extraordinary power, and it's very likely that the source of my power is very close. But..."

Su Yao gazed intently at the capital: "Power is ultimately just power, like the swords in our hands; how they are used depends on their masters." "This prince suddenly received such a gift that didn't belong to him; such immense power, however, may not be a blessing."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liao's expression turned grave: "Your Highness means that Prince Bo Diao has already been controlled by a power?"

Su Yao nodded slightly: "Power itself is neither good nor evil, but if it cannot be controlled, it will turn against its master."

Su Yao knew very well how tempting this power, which could make him stronger simply by killing enemies, was for ordinary people.

Especially given the immense internal and external pressures Prince Bo Diao is currently facing, how much willpower will he need to maintain public support?

And clearly, according to the news brought by the scout, Prince Bo Diao was already on the verge of losing his way.

As expected, that's exactly what happened next.

Su Yao's group gradually advanced towards the capital. Along the way, they encountered more and more people fleeing from the capital, who brought more news from the capital.

According to fleeing soldiers and refugees, Prince Bodiao immediately began a massive purge after ascending to the throne.

He ordered the Brahmin priests to build a huge altar in the city square, where all opponents would be publicly sacrificed.

On the first day alone, more than 300 opposition members were executed; their entire families were beheaded, and their blood stained the entire square.

What's frightening is that this is just the beginning.

The next day, hundreds more wavering individuals were sacrificed.

On the third day, Prince Botiao turned his sword against the noble families who had only had ambiguous relationships with the queen. Regardless of age or gender, they were all taken to the altar and beheaded in front of a huge crowd.

On the fourth day, he even extended his evil clutches to Buddhist monks!

Faced with the tyranny of Prince Bodhi—no, now Vasudeva I, the Kushan king—a high-ranking monk, formerly the Kushan royal preceptor, led hundreds of followers...

A sit-in protest was held in front of the palace, demanding an end to the killings. However, the new king merely sneered, personally tore the high monk in half, declared Buddhism a heresy, and ordered all monks to either convert to Brahmanism or die for their faith!
This action thoroughly enraged the Buddhists in the capital, but any resistance seemed so futile in the face of Vasudeva I's inhuman power.

As a result, thousands of Buddhists were martyred over the next two days.

Gandhara, a place proudly known by Buddhists as the land of a thousand temples, was an important cultural center that gave birth to the Greek-style image of Buddha. For a time, it resembled Avici Hell, a place where blood flowed like rivers and corpses littered the ground.

Under Vasudeva's absolute power, the capital city of Purusha was forcibly converted to Brahmanism, and Brahmanism became the only faith. Vasudeva I also became the supreme "God-King".

"Judging from this, he's much more efficient than us," Su Yao couldn't help but say.

"My Lord! How can you still be in the mood for jokes?"

His companion, Tipo, also a Brahmin priest, looked alarmed and said:

"This kind of behavior is absolutely not the orthodox doctrine of my Brahmanism! This is clearly the possession of an evil god and blasphemy against the divine!"

Su Yao glanced at him: "Oh? But he does indeed operate under the banner of Brahmanism and has made you the state religion."

"Your Excellency, are you testing my piety?"

Tibo clasped his hands together, bowed, and said:

“Although I am a Brahmin priest, I know that the true path of the gods lies in compassion and wisdom. I teach a guide to do good, and killing has always been the deepest evil.”

“What Vasudeva is doing now is utterly heretical! He is defiling the holy name of the gods!”

Looking at Tipo's devout yet fearful expression, Su Yao nodded slightly: "It seems you are a wise person. I just wonder if the priests of the royal temple are as clear-headed as you are now."

(End of this chapter)