*Bang!~*
Another kick landed on Ragnar Zlatan’s crotch. It was Lezella Zlatan who contemptuously looked at the far cry of a Grand Elder who cowardly abandoned them before she moved away.
*Bang!~*
*Bang!~*
*Bang!~*
More kicks landed, making the expressions of the men who watched look away.
*Bang!~*
*Bang!~*
*Bang!~*
All twenty-two powerhouses kicked Ragnar Zlatan’s groin, but they re-aligned themselves and began to kick again.
Why? Because they were told to kick until he fainted!
*Bang!~*
*Bang!~*
*Bang!~*
Ragnar Zlatan’s face was blue at this moment, while he couldn’t even raise his voice anymore. Because they were lower in physical strength than him, it did not cause him much damage, but the pain was difficult to bear, making him appear stiff. It was unbearable for him, his eye sockets looking as if was going to pop off.
At first, the young powerhouses kicked to vent their frustrations from running away, but with each time they kicked, even they were beginning to feel that this was too cruel and humiliating as a whole to their Zlatan Family.
Halfway through, they used less and less power behind the force of their legs while being careful that the Earth Dragon Queen would not notice, but it was not until later that they realized that they were making it worse, extending what could’ve been over in a few rounds to stretch by far.
It was not until the thirteenth round that Ragnar Zlatan fainted. However, his expression appeared ghastly pale and dead more than any torture he received in his life.
Despite all that beating, his balls didn’t break.
Davis didn’t know if he should make a ’resilient’ joke or just let it get over with. Even he felt his heart ripple and could no longer see the Ragnar Zlatan getting kicked over the crotch again and again because as a man, there was some kind of mysterious connection that if he wasn’t the one making the kick, it would affect him, giving him a glimpse of phantom pain.
Perhaps, it was a man’s instinct to protect his precious life pearls when he saw the life pearls of other men in danger.
"Klade Zlatan, take him..."
Isabella then commanded Klade Zlatan to hang Ragnar Zlatan in the central plaza upside down. The moment they heard it, everyone knew that Ragnar Zlatan’s fleshly body wouldn’t survive, although his soul would still live, trapped in his own dead husk until he was saved, kidnapped, or mercy killed.
Such a fate made them shudder and feel intimidated!
Still, Klade Zlatan obediently did the things as he told and took away the fainted, collapsed, and paralyzed Ragnar Zlatan and made him hang upside down amidst various pairs of eyes. The Zlatan Family people’s faces were pale, and some even threw up as they could bear the sight of this kind of humiliation directed towards their Grand Elder.
Their looks were a mix of hatred and pity, not knowing who they should really hate. The Patriarch, Ancestor, and the Grand Elders who screwed up or the Earth Dragon Queen, who enslaved them?
"My slaves."
Isabella’s melodious yet cold voice suddenly resounded around the city, sounding bold and authoritative.
"This marks the end of the reign of your Zlatan Family in the Golden Dragon Valley Territory. The alliance you had with the other Dragon Families was useless, and no one came to help you other than two souls who would equally protect everyone just because they are the leaders of the righteous world. Why didn’t your alliance that you were proud of come to aid you? Because you were all overbearing and cultivating arrogance and ego instead of humility and harmony."
"I am sure plenty of you are aware of the wrongdoings committed by your seniors and perhaps even juniors, not against me but many people. I’m also sure that you all think that doing a good deed negates your bad deed, but it doesn’t and definitely doesn’t work that way."
"Normally, it is said that it takes ten times the good deeds you need to perform in order to negate a bad deed that you committed, but even that depends on what kind of bad deed you committed and what kind of good deed you achieved. Therefore, I would only like to say one thing..."
Isabella took a deep breath after her speech. She closed her eyes before she opened them.
"Eat your own shit..."
"...!?"
Davis almost tripped and fell from mid-air.
This was the first time he heard Isabella speak filthily. He felt like she was going to make a moving statement, but she asked them to eat shit? Was this his influence? Perhaps, Fiora’s?
On the other hand, the people of the Zlatan Family were dumbfounded. Even they had rarely heard such a crass statement from their own men.
Isabella merely harrumphed before she continued.
"This is the result of your collective actions, so suffer the consequences. I have nothing else to say. If you try to rebel against me? Fine by me. At that time, my conscience wouldn’t be disturbed even if I saw a mangled, bloody mess of your corpses. Obediently be my slaves, and I shall grant you the freedom you all require with no strings attached in five hundred years. This is my declaration to you all."
She turned to look towards the hanging Ragnar Zlatan and moved her lips.
"As for this vile person, you cannot lower him nor kill him. His misery and suffering will be a reminder to you all: not to fear me but to do your best to practice humility and peace despite having the strength to be overbearing like a true righteous path power. Still, I’m not expecting you all to become saints. As long as you know your place and remain docile, I won’t harm you."
Isabella looked at the people before she cast a glance at the young powerhouses.
"I don’t want your family’s secrets, but I will restructure the top hierarchy who will follow my commands to the letter. Klade Zlatan will become the Patriarch, and Lezella Zlatan will become the Patriarch’s wife by tomorrow."
"What?"
Klade Zlatan’s expression froze while Lezella Zlatan squealed, her face blushing. He was going to become the Patriarch while she was going to become his wife? What kind of event was this!?
"That’s right." Isabella nodded, "It is up to you whether to have a marriage ceremony or not. Besides, as far as I can see, you two are the strongest amongst my slaves. Therefore, I’m forcing you two to join so that I can manipulate you two more easily."
Isabella didn’t hide her intentions, as she boldly stated, causing them to become pale.
’What forcing them to marry?’
Davis inwardly chuckled as he could see the Karma Thread connecting Klade Zlatan and Lezella Zlatan. It was deep red, meaning that they were already lovers, perhaps secret lovers.
’It was no wonder he came forward when Isabella told them to cripple themselves, instantly sharing the burden that was put on his sweetheart who was first in line to cripple herself...’
He inwardly nodded.
"But... he is my half-brother..."
"...!?"
Davis almost tripped again.
"Heh!" Isabella sneered as she looked at Lezella Zlatan, "You Zlatan Family people are already infamous for drastically thinning the line between close relatives, so why do you care? But good for you, I’m not a demon. I’ll make him marry someone else then..."
As she spoke, she started to look for other young women within her twenty-two slaves.
"Ah... no! I’ll marry! I’ll marry!"
Lezella began to panic as she jumped with desperation. Isabella coldly looked at her, making her shudder.
"There’s no next time for you for disobeying."
"Lezella admits her wrongs..."
Lezella Zlatan knelt on both knees as she lowered her head, appearing to be fearful. Meanwhile, Klade Zlatan looked flabbergasted, not knowing whether to feel fortunate or not for this desired occasion.
Really? He was getting married to the love of his life on the day they were enslaved? One of his deepest fears on any normal day was his Lezella being taken away from him, but he was going to be married to her?
What kind of bullshit was this!?
"Let’s go~"
Isabella turned to look at Davis while he nodded. They simply left the scene, making the Zlatan Family appear dumbfounded.
Where are the punishments?
Where are the executions?
They were left to their devices just like that?
Many questions remained in their mind, for they had felt the real struggle would come later when the Earth Dragon Queen requested manpower, perhaps even their women, to entertain her beloved, although they believed she wasn’t a person like that from what they heard.
Davis and Isabella returned to the Purple Guest Palace, greeted by Nadia and Evelynn, who reported to them that nothing was out of place.
The whole time, Evelynn was viewing what was going on through his eyes with her third eye, so she knew how they dealt with the Zlatan Family and was thoroughly satisfied.
"I’m satisfied as long as I see their Grand Elders die." Evelynn smiled as she looked at Isabella, "Third sis, you weren’t wrong..."
"Thank you~"
Isabella lightly smiled, feeling heartened that the sister she cared the most about approved of her. However, she turned to look at the woman who kowtowed three times and stayed like that ever since they arrived.
"Earth Dragon Queen will live a long and joyous life. Thank you for sparing the Zlatan Family."
The melodious voice of Bylai Zlatan resounded. Her golden hair flowing down her shoulders was visible, while her face was full of tears and relief overflowing her soul.
When the Emperor of Death left, she broke down, unable to do anything until the news she heard from the Hex Demoness that her family wasn’t killed but spared under the condition that they become servile like her, except for five hundred years.
From her viewpoint, this could be the greatest mercy ever bestowed on her family that behaved in a despicable and outrageous manner! For that, she was immensely thankful to the Earth Dragon Queen, the person whom she once merely thought of as a rival.
Isabella merely nodded before she turned to look at the teary-eyed Domitian Family’s Dragon Queen, who still remained in her palanquin, not knowing what to do or react as she remained dull.
"The night is still long. Bylai, groom your fellow slave and bring her to a room that will be assigned to her shortly. That will be your first task as a slave, so don’t mess it up. Today, her innocence belongs to my husband."
"...!"
Bylai’s heart shook while the Domitian Family’s Dragon Queen’s dull eyes became alive as she shuddered, looking towards them with a hint of pleading in her eyes. However, the Earth Dragon Queen turned around and left, looking tired, while the Emperor of Death looked stiff and kept blinking as he looked at his Earth Dragon Queen’s back for some reason.