Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 1697 - Cleaning The Mess

Basti Orcha’s ocean blue eyes shook as he yelled in fright.

However, Evelynn appeared indifferent to his pleading as her third eye that dulled began to radiate with a crimson light again.

"...!?"

Basti Orcha was about to enter fight or flight mode, but he abruptly saw the Emperor of Death gesture for his woman to stay her hand. The crimson light in Evelynn’s third eye dulled, no longer seeming to be preparing to launch a terrifying Collapse Hex.

Basti Orcha and his group were frozen stiff in place, feeling their blood chill with inexplicable terror.

They had already heard about how this woman freed the Emperor of Death’s wicked wolf from a sealing formation used by the Four Great Righteous Sects by using this same third eye that shone crimson. Now experiencing it with his own body, he came to know the frightening prowess of it as he felt like he was going to explode any second regardless of what he was going to do..

Nevertheless, these events were not what he expected: he was totally shaken, feeling his legs turn to jelly in this aftermath. If it were not for the long robe he wore, people could see his leg quiver ever so lightly.

"What’s wrong?"

Davis’s indifferent voice echoed as he garnered attention from everyone.

The Orcha Family Powerhouses looked at him, and Basti Orcha finally found the will to reply as he opened his mouth.

"Your... eminence. We... we were in the wrong."

Without saying another word, he went on his knees and bowed till his head hit the blood-stained floor.

"Please forgive us. Our Orcha Family truly wishes to reconcile with your eminence and express our deepest apologies to Earth Dragon Queen Isabella."

His voice trembled as the others behind him knelt on all fours and echoed.

"Please forgive us!~"

As they bellowed in unison, their bodies were shuddering, from both fear and humiliation filling their souls. They did not want to die, nor did they want to be humiliated in a worldwide broadcast that they felt like dying out of shame.

"You seem to be misunderstanding something." Davis shook his head.

"I almost never forgive people who act against my family and me. Instead, I ignore them if they beg for their lives and are willing to pay a heavy price because I think people deserve second chances sometimes. Therefore, the next time you make the slightest mistake, your soul won’t be in your body. So do your best for me to ignore your Orcha Family."

Basti Orcha appeared shook. He didn’t know what to do, especially when the Orcha Family Patriarch said that he wouldn’t come to this farce no matter what, even if they all died because the Patriarch’s reputation couldn’t be ruined.

They were essentially sacrifices at this moment, their lives sent to be forfeited if necessary.

However, the Orcha Family was still being threatened at this moment. Would their Patriarch not come to their rescue?

He didn’t know, nor could he try contacting at this moment. If their Patriarch denied, their family would essentially be placed above a mysterious killing formation where people would drop dead.

Basti Orcha didn’t dare to believe that this Emperor of Death was willing to offend the whole righteous world by killing them at this moment, especially when there were already rumors that the wicked path powerhouses had gathered together to meet him.

Did he truly have no fear of the Four Great Righteous Sects?

When asking himself this question, Basti Orcha suddenly realized.

Before, the Heaven Mandate Temple had both blamed and pacified them into reconciling with the Earth Dragon Queen, and since they realized that they were in the wrong, they accepted it. But after the sudden emergence of the Emperor of Death and Soul Emperor Zealwonder’s death, the Four Great Righteous Sects all began to look at the Emperor of Death as if he were equal and compelled them to reconcile or bear the brunt of the consequences.

At that point, it was unknown to him who would win in a battle, but he also knew that the Four Great Righteous Sects wouldn’t dare waste their forces over a problem that could be resolved with negotiations and tributes.

Therefore, the Orcha Family were willing to sacrifice a substantial chunk of their resources to save themselves from this new menace that appeared in this decade. This compromise was supposed to go smoothly, but his subordinate, who came along with him, couldn’t bear giving up the resources because a part of it was supposed to go to him and his family.

In the end, he stood up and actually challenged the Emperor of Death, causing the Emperor of Death’s first wife, Hex Demoness, to make a move before he could even say something.

All this told him one thing, and that they were very well equipped to deal with their Orcha Family and offend the entire righteous world that he quickly moved.

His right hand was suddenly clad in rapidly flowing water, appearing sharp and lethal as undulations of tranquility began to spread. As though it transformed into a stream sword, he waved his hand towards the left and cut off his left hand, blood flowing from his elbow in copious amounts as they spurted in intervals, further staining the Purple Guest Palace in the blood of the Orcha Family.

The others were shocked to see their Grand Elder sever his own arm before they witnessed him place that hand on a platter before serving it up to the Emperor of Death, sending it flying towards him.

Davis looked at the severed arm with revulsion before gazing at the spatial ring that was offered. He took it with his soul force and bound it to himself, realizing that they had probably prepared an additional stockpile of resources to placate him, perhaps his anger.

"Well, that was better than slapping yourself ten times, but since you paid a heavy price with this additional spatial ring, I’ll let your Orcha Family go just this once..."

Davis’s voice echoed with amusement as he lightly smiled, finally appearing to have been appeased.

"The Orcha Family is deeply grateful...!"

Basti Orcha’s bowed as his head met the blood-stained ground once again. His brows twitched from the pain wracking his arm, making him feel unnerving.

Due to the significance of the situation, he didn’t play a trick and really sacrificed his arm, using his full power to sever it so that it would require an equal level healing pill to make him recover from this loss.

"Alright, leave."

"Yes...!"

Only then did Basti Orcha stand up, turning around to leave. Following him, the three others also left.

"Wait..."

Davis’s cool yet indifferent voice echoed, causing them to stop.

Basti Orcha’s expression inwardly twisted, wondering what it was.

Could it be that they have to suffer and compensate more?

He turned around with a stiff expression on his face, looking at the Emperor of Death have an unamused expression on his face.

"Clean the mess you people made before you leave."

Basti Orcha blinked for a moment before he shuddered with uncontrollable intensity, feeling rage rise up within. However, he didn’t dare show it towards the Emperor of Death but waved his hand.

"What are you all looking at? Make this place as clean as it was before we arrived already!"

"...! Yes!"

The three remaining members of the Orcha Family, true Mid-Level Martial Overlord Stage Powerhouses, waved their hands as they produced incomparably pure flowing water but splashed it on the floor that was full of blood, starting to wash and clean with precision and even... skill.

"..."

The righteous world: "..."

The wicked path: "..."

The magical beast territories: "..."

They, who were all watching through the All-Seeing Towers’ well-organized broadcast through the major capitals, were all flabbergasted, wondering how one of the Four Great Dragon Families, the Orcha Family, who were famed for their defensive prowess and incomparably sharp and dense water that could make a hole out of the toughest armor, even the Zlatan Family’s defenses, used for cleaning services.

They were utterly dumbfounded to witness this scene, looking at them eagerly clean the Emperor of Death’s place to leave.

How did the Four Great Dragon Families come to this point?

Just because they transformed into a lustful toad for a single unique swan?

Then again, thinking about the consequences of offending this wretched yet frightful Emperor of Death who was said to be capable of striking from anywhere, they too shivered, wanting to stay away from him.

They wanted nothing to do with him unless provoked!