The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 723 - 373 "You’ve Found a Way to Die!

Too Tang for words.

An Su's expression became even more serious; he had not expected that the very first opponent to appear tonight would reach such an appalling and inhumane extent.

The Chaotic Council truly deserves to be the heart of Avad. Here, the Divine Men roam like dogs and sugar men are everywhere; the level of chaos precedes the entire era.

"Who is the Cromwell of twenty-one thousand six hundred times?"

A deep and majestic voice echoed from above the stairs.

After a long silence without a response, His Majesty Tang Jikete simply stood in place and snorted, "Chaos Inspection!"

The boundless oppressive force of the law then swept over them. The "Inspection" law enveloped half of the Witch Garden, causing the noble scions in a whole floor of buildings to be terrified by the level of chaos in this law.

[Holy Level. Chaos Law]

[Inspection Law]

[Core Principle of the Law: Safety, Clarity, Order]

Authority one:

[In the spirit of respecting women, all beings enveloped by the law shall undergo an inspection judgment, with exposed parts below the neck, except hands and feet, not allowed to be described]

[Note: As everyone knows, the Chaotic Council is a council that even children can watch]

Aside from hands and feet, only the parts above the neck may be described.

Parts below the neck may not be described.

Meaning only the head and above can be written about, aiming to make people emotional, hence why people nowadays are more and more thoughtless!

No wonder there are so many Little Virgin narrators who love to depict jailers, and those thoughtless spectators who deride them as Virgin foot fetishists. The sincere hard work and humiliation they bear go unappreciated and misunderstood. Those thoughtless individuals only know about the jailing, thinking if they enjoy it, others do too, an utter outrage.

They are all forced into this.

An Su sighed softly; he is a kind and non-thoughtless good kid. He cannot bear to see such injustice in the world, good people suffering from wrongdoing.

With this thought in mind, he glanced at Miss Luojia to check if she had violated the law.

Miss Luojia was wearing an autumn dress that matched his; the dark chiffon fabric lined the skin as an undergarment, paired with a deep black shawl. White rhinestones adorned the hem of the dress.

As a Saintess attending the banquet, she was fully covered, exuding an elegant and noble aura, with only her toes peeking out from under the skirt in open-toe high heels. The delicate straps wrapped around her arches, with pale blue veins faintly visible against her fair skin, like a sliver of white moonlight in the dark night.

"Why are you looking at my feet?" Miss Luojia stepped back half a step and withdrew her foot.

"Nonsense." An Su spoke righteously, with another glance, "I am not that kind of thoughtless person."

"Just checking for any law violations."

He shifted his gaze away, looking at the central Tang Jikete, the Quasi-Councilor, and said, "I have a feeling... this law is something sinister."

As the law spread over them, the noble daughters on the first floor became panic-stricken. Most of them wore revealing and daring outfits, with the more conservative ones wearing backless dresses showing off much of their fair backs, while others, bolder young ladies, wrapped some fabric straps minimally. They hoped to use this opportunity to curry favor with councilors and attract the interest of the Nobility, never imagining that at this moment, they would be violating the Inspection Law.

The consequences of violating the law are straightforward—

Within the coverage of the Inspection Law, no exposed parts below the neck are allowed to appear.

Therefore, they must not appear.

In just an instant, blood splattered everywhere!

Delicate skin blossomed with blood-red ripples, forming waves with a stench that undulated across the night sky. Exquisite heads soared aloft, flitting like snow-white butterflies in the evening breeze. One by one, the heads were tossed into the air, as they had all lost their parts below the neck, as if devoured out of thin air. In just a moment, dozens of heads were arranged in a row, then fell to the ground in unison.

In the chilling wind, the color faded from their pupils.

Death came without any warning, without any reason.

This is the opening of tonight's tea party.

Death and blood excite all spectators. The screaming and cheering from all the Chaotic Citizens outside erupted like a landslide or a tsunami. Nobody cared about the lives of the girls who died; on the contrary, this was exactly what they hoped to see!

This was what they wanted to see!

Stoking chaos to its peak, the name of Don Quixote was cheered by the Chaotic Citizens, and at this moment, the popularity of this candidate councilor didn't fall but soared. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

"Long live the Tang Clan! Long live the Tang Clan!"

What an intimidation tactic. The Nobility watching this scene couldn't help but smile bloodthirstily. They admired Tang Jikete's approach, thinking that those who don't cause trouble are mediocrities, while a true Tang disrupts trouble everywhere. Tang Jikete has indeed fully inherited the essence of his Tang Family lineage.

If this young man grows up, he might very well recover the authority of that Tang Family ancestor, inspect the world with the might of the law.

Regardless of whether those around him admired or feared him, His Majesty Tang Jikete walked calmly through the thick blood, weaving through the forest of heads, with his splendid tailcoat dragging along the ground, its flounce flickering with bright firelight. The corner of his mouth, hidden in shadows, revealed a benevolent and content smile.

When he smiled, he stood in the light; the candles spread across the dome made his grin appear extraordinarily brilliant and Holy.

Clearly, he was satisfied with his actions, for he had once again contributed to purifying the environment of the Chaotic Holy City. All those filthy and vulgar trash were driven out, and the council chamber was left clear and suitable for children to watch.

All along, His Majesty Tang Jikete had never admitted to being the 'Chaotic Saint'; he always truly believed that he was an authentic Radiant Saint, the real Radiant Saint.