Chapter 6, Who Dares to Strike (Part 2)
Yang Chen, come here! Someone called from behind, and without a second thought, Yang Chen followed. The other executioners, who were unable to kill the beautiful woman, seemed to be ignored, remaining rooted to the spot.
There were three thousand eight hundred and forty-three people, but only one hundred and fifteen were beheaded. The voice in the void continued to report the statistics.
Dozens of executioners had been replaced, all in the same manner. The voice of the execution supervisor was filled with uncontrollable rage. Finally, a death warrant appeared before Yang Chen, and the supervisor's furious shout was exceptionally clear: "You, execute!"
"Brother, could you do me a favor?" The stout man wore a smile that instantly made one feel at ease, reaching out to slip a gold ingot into Yang Chen's belt: "I have already taken care of everyone else. As long as you let my son go during the execution, just make a small cut that breaks the skin without causing any fatal injury, and keep it hidden from the execution officer. No one else will notice anything unusual. There will be a generous reward afterward!"
Unfortunately, Yang Chen remained as unyielding as iron, gazing at the delicate beauty as if she were invisible. He simply shouted, "Grievances have their source, debts have their owner. We have no past grievances and no recent enmity. I am merely fulfilling my duty and acting on orders. I apologize for any offense caused!" hetushu.com .com
Around the empty space where the beautiful woman knelt, stood dozens of executioners dressed similarly to Yang Chen, seemingly waiting to carry out the execution
When the executioner beheld the beauty of the maiden, he was already filled with a profound sense of pity. Furthermore, as she sweetly called out "General," the executioner was rendered utterly weak and dazed, unable to move even a fraction.
Without a word, Yang Chen stepped forward, wielding a ghost-headed knife. Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man widened his eyes in shock, a regal aura emanating from him, and shouted at Yang Chen: "I am the current emperor, the supreme ruler, do you dare to be disrespectful?"
Nineteen thousand three hundred seventy-two executioners, among whom three thousand eight hundred forty-three were beheaded A voice seemed to be counting in the void, as if reporting
Yang Chen, execution! The familiar voice of the executioner resounded once more, and a death warrant fell before Yang Chen.
"There is a reason for every grievance, and every debt has its owner. You and I have no past grievances and no recent enmity. I am merely fulfilling my duty and acting on orders, and I apologize for any offense caused!" As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Chen's blade suddenly struck down, and the head of the man who claimed to be the emperor rolled away far off.
Good! Yang Chen, hetushu.com, the Heavenly Court's Execution Platform is still missing a executioner like you, are you willing? The execution officer, who had not appeared for a long time, stood before Yang Chen this time, kindly asking, while holding a white ring in hand and slowly extending it forward
The executioner was furious and shouted at another executioner, "You, execute!" The order plate seemed to have a mind of its own, flying in front of the other executioner. This executioner stepped forward, but was similarly entranced by the gentle call of the beautiful woman, unable to move any longer.
"You are the current emperor; what does it matter to me if I am beheaded?" Yang Chen let out a cold laugh, directly ascending the execution platform, cradling the blood-red ghostly blade in his arms. He stood there, quietly awaiting the order for execution.
With a thud, Yang Chen disregarded everything and kicked forward. Did the soul of a great immortal care about a mere mortal emperor? He kicked the middle-aged man to the ground, firmly stepping on him, and then raised the blood-red ghostly blade.
As soon as these words were spoken, a sound akin to that of metal and stone erupted, resonating like a decree from a revered authority, deafening to the ears. Those of timid disposition, upon hearing this voice, would feel their limbs weaken and their resolve falter, instinctively kneeling down.
After completing all of this, Yang Chen unusually did not absorb the essence of life to practice as he usually did, but instead stood quietly in place, holding his knife, waiting for orders
The guiding soldier had already disappeared without a trace, leaving Yang Chen alone to face this middle-aged man. However, Yang Chen said nothing, merely standing quietly.
Yang Chen stepped forward and stood beside the beautiful woman. She immediately looked up, revealing her enchanting face that could bring disaster to the nation. In a delicate voice, she exclaimed, "General, I am wronged!" This soft call instantly conveyed a sensation that penetrated to the bone, capable of softening even the hardest steel into something as gentle as a caress.
With a crisp sound, beneath the fallen body of the emperor lay a small white jade pendant. The jade was smooth and round, clearly a rare and valuable item.
Yang Chen glanced around, noticing that there was no one present. He let out a cold laugh in his heart, reached out to grab the jade pendant, and tucked it under his belt. He then stood quietly, waiting for the next instructions.
With a loud shout, a life token flew before a certain executioner. The executioner immediately stepped forward, just about to swing his knife, when the beautiful woman spoke: "I am innocent, I hope the general will show mercy"
Say hetushu.com, regardless of how the kneeling beauty weeps in despair, raising the great knife high, with just one stroke, crack, the beauty's pleas for mercy instantly vanish, her beautiful head flying far away, indistinguishable from the execution of a prisoner.
I am merely the executioner, responsible for carrying out the sentence; beyond that, I do not understand anything else. Yang Chen's expression turned stern as he pushed aside the fat hand and strode purposefully toward the execution ground
Before long, he arrived at an execution ground, where there was only Yang Chen as the executioner. The prisoner was a middle-aged man dressed in a dragon robe, with disheveled hair. Strangely, he was not bound in any way, and there were no soldiers to guard him. Standing in place, he exuded an imposing presence without anger, coldly gazing at the approaching Yang Chen
Knock, knock, knock, the drum sounded three times, and the sun seemed to have reached its zenith. Yang Chen only heard a command: "Execute!" Soon after, he saw a death warrant thrown over.
"There is a reason for every grievance, and every debt has its owner. You and I have no past grievances and no recent enmity. I am merely fulfilling my duty and acting on orders, and I apologize for any offense caused!" Yang Chen habitually uttered his work phrase, then swiftly pulled out the death warrant that was stuck in the prisoner, tossing it aside. With a loud shout, he raised the ghost-headed knife high and brought it down with a swift motion. A head rolled away, and the body, now headless, slowly collapsed, blood gushing forth uncontrollably.
Suddenly, a fierce wind swept through, and in no time, the dust and smoke cleared. Yang Chen found himself once again at the execution ground, but the prisoner who had just been beheaded had vanished without a trace. Instead, in the open space ahead, there knelt a stunning beauty, bound and kneeling in the dust, seemingly a flawless piece of jade. With delicate features and a face that complemented the morning glow, she exuded charm in every way, radiating infinite allure.
There were only two executioners, one who did not glance aside, and the other who took away the jade pendant. The voice in the void was inaudible to Yang Chen, who was engaged in the final tally.
Good! As Yang Chen swung his knife down, he heard a voice of approval beside him. Yang Chen remained focused, but a cold smile crept into his heart
"Young man, if you refuse to drink the toast, you will have to face the penalty drink. I can be a minister in the court, and if you do not appreciate my kindness, I will make sure you regret it!" The fat man, seeing Yang Chen's refusal, immediately changed his expression and shouted fiercely at Yang Chen's back.
This time, Yang Chen was not the only one executing the sentence; there was a long line of executioners holding red-headed knives. Yang Chen could hardly see how many people there were. Such a scene was truly shocking; what kind of execution ground required the beheading of so many individuals?