Chapter 800: Marching into the Astral Sea (I)
The Imperial Marshal showed a calm expression, and while he seemed dignified, there was no fear in his eyes. He had done nothing wrong; after all, the fact that he did not mobilize his troops was not a mistake since he never received the order.
Of course, it was his responsibility to watch over the safety of the northern Sectors, but after witnessing the punishment of the Alchemy-Sword King, the man was sure he would just be put back on duty.
Once Zander reached thirty meters from the Collapsing Light Emperor, he stopped, yet no power forced him to his knees, making the man think his punishment would be even lighter. Yet, when he looked at the podium, he saw two emotionless eyes that froze his soul.
"I..."
Before the Imperial Marshal could finish his sentence, a force took control of his body and began raising him into the air just to start compressing him the next second.
"AHHHHHH!"
Zander screamed in agony as his bones shattered, but there was nothing he could do, and the Scarlet King's hand just kept growing tighter.
The entire hall watched in horror as the massive man, a Titan, was compressed into a ball of bloody meat less than five centimeters in diameter. And if that was not enough, the Scarlet King brought the ball toward him, his mask open, showing his mouth that he used to consume the ball of meat!
Only silence reigned as the powerhouses saw that horrible sight. They had seen the Scarlet King's appreciation for those who sided with him, his mercy for the misguided who failed but had their heart in the right place, and his brutality toward those who thought they could shy away from their responsibilities.
He did not utter a word during the entire process, but that sight was engraved in the powerhouses' minds.