Chapter 846: Rituals? Executions!
Chapter 846: Rituals? Executions! (Part )
What's going on? Why hasn't the thrush come back yet?
They waited from early morning until the sun was at its zenith, and until the monks, with half their chests bare, completed seven rounds of blessing ceremonies, there was still no sign of the thrush. Wu Youzhishu in the crowd could not help but frowning more and more.
According to the story "nodes" that he had set, the white cat incarnated as a thrush should come on stage now. When the Great Wizard King is about to hand the crown to the "fake princess", he should pounce on it and take away the crown to stop the ritual and delay it until the white snake delivers the gloves.
But now the Great Witch King has stood up from the couch and finished reading the ritual of the Witch King. The next step is to hand over the crown that contains the heart of the court. If the thrush can't get back in time, then this story node will be missed.
What's more troublesome is that the thrush itself is not the "locked" target, but rather the "supply" that voluntarily enters the story by putting on a nightcap. Apart from being able to sense that it is still alive and still providing "fuel" for the [Bedtime Story], I don't have much control over it.
Unless he is willing to give up the power provided by the thrush and transform it from "supply" to a "goal" like the God of Cookery, he will not be able to be caught by force to "follow the plot" and can only wait for him to come slowly... By the way, he won't escape again, right?
"Residents of the Mystic City, members of the major associations, and citizens of the Kingdom of Myphala!"
Just as the MLM witch, who was the incarnation of Wuyouzhishu, was hesitating whether to slightly change the story to skip the plot node of snatching the crown at the cost of reducing the intensity of the constraints, the loud voice of the master of ceremonies was heard from the temporary platform in the center of the square.
"Please keep quiet, everyone."
The officiant, whose face was painted with brown paint, looked around solemnly, then announced solemnly:
"Next, Her Highness Caitlin will receive the crown from Her Majesty Beckinsale in front of the guests and complete the most important part of the ceremony..."
Is it about to start?
Wu Youzhishu looked in the direction of the voice and found that the Great Witch King on the stage had completed the process. He took off the crown from his head with a smile, placed it on a silver tray covered with gorgeous silk, and was personally painting red and white facial patterns on Princess Catelyn.
Wu Youzhishu, who had witnessed the Witch King's ritual many times, knew that this was the last step before inheriting the position of the Great Witch King and passing on the Great Court's Heart. As long as the facial pattern belonging to the Witch was painted, the Witch King's ritual would be completely completed.
If the thrush hasn't returned before then, not only will the story node be skipped, but even the [Bedtime Story] that I have planned will be on the verge of collapse due to the lack of necessary conditions!
Damn the thrush! I have to hold it back first!
After closing her eyes slightly, the MLM witch looked at the surrounding situation, leaned against the outer wall of an inn, then took out the storybook representing "Nothingness", and slowly closed her eyes.
Then, a stream of smoke as black as ink quietly flowed out from between the open pages of the storybook. While everyone was paying attention to the ceremony, it drifted along the dark corners and shadows of the streets all the way towards the main stage.
It's done! As long as we get the crown, we can drag it out! Until the thrush comes back!
After condensing its body under the main stage, the pitch-black crow flapped its wings and flew towards the tray containing the crown like an arrow. Amid the exclamations of the crowd, it soared into the sky with the gold-painted wooden crown in its mouth!
Hmm? Wooden?
"boom!"
He took out a sniper rifle from the mirror world and blew up the crow and the fake crown above his head. Then, Prince Lionheart wiped his beloved gun with a handkerchief and explained to the confused officiant:
"It's just a sideshow, don't mind it."
"But... the crown..."
"Here, here you go."
He took out the real crown with his backhand and handed it to the dazed high priest. Then, he said nonsense with a smile:
"Her Majesty the Great Wizard King is old and her cervical spine is not in good condition. The pure gold crown weighs more than ten kilograms. I was afraid that her neck would hurt, so I made a fake one as a token of my respect. You just need to continue with your work... Oh, by the way."
After looking up at the crows that were recondensing in the sky, Leon gently pushed the high priest away from the center of the main platform, and then waved to the guards waiting on both sides of the main platform.
"Pause the ritual for now... bring everyone up!"
"???"
Under the blank gaze of tens of thousands of people in the square, dozens of people with their hands tied with ropes and black bags on their heads were escorted to the main stage by the guards.
After taking the badge that could amplify the sound from the chest of the officiant and fastening it to his collar, the Evil Prince took his place at the stage. Facing tens of thousands of puzzled eyes, he announced with an evil face according to the character assigned to him in [Bedtime Story]:
"While His Majesty the Great Witch King is painting the facial tattoos for Her Highness Catelyn, I want to take this opportunity to announce a verdict on some despicable criminals who tried to resist me!"
Verdict? Criminal?
Faced with this sudden verdict, the people of the Mystic City looked at each other in bewilderment, completely confused as to what was going on. However, the crow that had re-condensed its body above the main stage was suddenly startled, and then looked at the struggling "criminals" with horror in its eyes.
One, two, three...thirty-nine!
There were exactly thirty-nine criminals who were tied to wooden stakes by the guards, with their heads covered by black bags and constantly whimpering. This number... was exactly the same as the number of true gods that he had called down!
Could it be... could it be?!
……
"Come on, take off their hoods!"
After looking up at the crows circling above, Leon ordered the guards to take off the hood of the "criminal" and secretly gestured to the attendant next to him, indicating him to take people to block the square and not allow anyone to enter or leave before dark.
After the guards had taken off the hoods of the "criminals" and the attendants who had received the order had mixed in and left the main stage, the Evil Prince walked slowly to the first "criminal" and reached out to pull out the rag that was stuffing his mouth.
"You're a damn lunatic!"
The first "criminal" seemed to be very strong-willed. The first words he said after regaining the ability to speak were crazy shouting.
"Do you think you've won? The true God is immortal! Even if you catch me, it's just..."
"boom!"
After putting the barrel of the sniper rifle into its mouth and blowing off half of the head of Criminal No. 1, Leon pronounced the verdict calmly amid the screams:
"His original charges will not be read out. His current charges are roaring at the execution ground and flagrantly obstructing justice... and then number two."
"Asshole! How dare you?!"
After the rag in his mouth was pulled out, Criminal No. 2 looked at the wooden stake with a big hole behind the head of Criminal No. 1 and shouted angrily:
"You lowly human! A short-lived creature like an ant! Lowly..."
"boom!"
"The charges are insulting the executioner, and... using an outdated translation accent."
After rubbing the barrel of the gun on the clothes of prisoner No. 2, Leon reached out and pulled out the rag that was blocking his mouth, frowning and questioning with some dissatisfaction, in the horrified eyes of prisoner No. 3... or True God No. 3:
"Why don't you speak? If you don't speak, how can I convict you?"
(End of this chapter)