Chapter 455 - 297: Humanity Never Submits
The Upper City’s unprecedented and thorough cleansing was undoubtedly the most attention-grabbing event in the Royal City during this period.
Every day, the streets and alleys of the Royal City bustled with discussions about who was arrested, who was found guilty, and who was sentenced to the extreme penalty.
Located at the East Great City Gate, Silver Cross Street had become the busiest street in the Royal City, packed with people every day, and at dusk, countless individuals gathered here, eagerly awaiting the spectacle.
They were all there to witness the execution of the once high-and-mighty figures of the Royal City by the Black Death penalty.
The condemned were confined in sturdy Black Iron prison carts, their bodies shackled with silver chains and fetters.
The prison carts were pulled out of the City Gate at dusk, placed unprotected in the Black Fog, and then dragged back the following dusk.
By that time, these slick, well-fed individuals had transformed into blackened, red-eyed, twisted-faced monsters with various deformed limbs or pustules.
The Executioner would then behead them.
Their bodies, like those of monsters, turned into black ash, and the fallen ashes also contained some malformed clumps.
They looked wet and sticky, like a lump of tumor that had been chopped off.
This was undifferentiated Monster Ash.