vrcanaries Chapter 1400 Verdict! Death!
Chapter 1400 Verdict! Death!
"I'll tell you all about your misdeeds today..."
"The Federation offered to help reform the Slavic Empire several times before, but you were afraid of losing authority... afraid of losing power, so you didn't agree..."
"Look at those who joined the Federation, how well they live! You not only prevent our people from having a good life... you send them to their deaths..."
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Every time Riss revealed a crime that Shahar had tried so hard to cover up or deny, the anger of the crowd intensified!
Shahar's confession was completely shattered by the bloody facts of Ries, revealing his true nature, which was even more despicable, vile, and cruel than Ries!
It turns out that this weeping, repentant person was the real mastermind and executioner!
He was even more vicious than Rhys, who betrayed his country and betrayed it. For his own benefit and to cover up his crimes, he did not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of countless soldiers and compatriots!
"Dogs fight! They're both beasts!"
"Shahar! You devil! You deserve to die more than Ris!"
"My son was killed by you! Shahar! Give me back my son's life...!!!"
Burn them! Tear them to pieces!
"kill...!"
The crowd was in an uproar! The pent-up grief, anger, and humiliation exploded like a powder keg that had been lit!
The crowd surged forward like a burst dam, and the soldiers' defensive line in front of the platform was instantly under immense pressure! Stones, mud, and even shoes rained down on the two men on the wooden stakes!
Curses, cries, and shouts of killing merged into a sea of rage, threatening to engulf these two sinners!
Amidst the razor-sharp accusations from Ries and the surging murderous intent from the audience, Shahar collapsed to the ground, his crotch soaked, letting out a desperate wail.
After venting all his anger and accusations, Rhys seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He leaned against the wooden stake, his chest heaving violently and his eyes twisted with pleasure.
He destroyed Shahar, but he himself also fell into the abyss.
Eva stood at the center of the wave of anger, her expression still cold and stern, but deep in her eyes, a chilling glint of triumph shone through. She let the angry clamor continue for a moment, until the crowd's emotions were on the verge of spiraling out of control.
Finally, she raised her hand again.
Wei Wuji gave a stern command, and the ghost soldiers forcefully reinforced the defensive line.
The axe-ox stood tall like a mountain, and the invisible pressure made the people in the front row subconsciously take a step back.
Eva's voice pierced through the noise, carrying an undeniable authority and a resolute decisiveness:
"quiet!!!!"
Her voice was like a cold front, instantly bringing the boiling atmosphere to a standstill.
"The crimes of the traitors have been laid bare by their own mouths, on Slavic soil, and under the watchful eyes of the Slavic spirits! Shahar! Ries!"
Eva said coldly, "Every word you uttered in your confession has been recorded! Your betrayal, your greed, your brutality are etched on the pillar of Slavic history, never to be washed away!"
She turned to the enraged crowd below, her voice rising and filled with power:
"My people! Do you see clearly?"
This is what happens to traitors!
"This is the fate of those who invite wolves into the house and bring disaster to the country and its people!"
"Their souls will be forever nailed to the rack of shame, cursed by posterity for ten thousand years! And today, at this very moment! We, the Slavs! will use the blood of traitors to commemorate our fallen loved ones! To commemorate the heroic souls who died in battle! To console this ravaged land!"
She whirled around, facing the furious crowd below, her voice rising abruptly, filled with undeniable authority and resolute determination:
"My people! Do you see clearly?!"
This is what happens to traitors!
"This is the fate of those who invite wolves into the house and bring disaster to the country and its people!"
"Their souls will be forever nailed to the rack of shame, cursed by posterity for ten thousand years! And today, at this very moment! We, the Slavs! will use the blood of traitors to commemorate our fallen loved ones! To commemorate the heroic souls who died in battle! To console this ravaged land!"
"I, Eva Alexandrovna, in the name of the Provisional Regent of Slavs, on behalf of all the suffering Slavic people, hereby declare this judgment!"
"death penalty!"
"No....!!!"
Almost the instant Eva finished speaking, Shahar let out a sharp, mournful howl like a dying beast, his already broken nerves utterly torn apart by this final verdict.
Tears streamed down his face as he struggled and kowtowed frantically toward Eva, his forehead slamming against the cold ground with loud thuds, blood flowing freely.
"Eva! My daughter! You promised! You promised me!"
"You said you'd give me a way out if I confessed... if I confessed I'd give up! Life imprisonment! You said it was life imprisonment! You can't go back on your word! You can't! You promised me! Please!"
"For my sake, because I'm your father... spare my life! Spare my life!!!"
Shahar's shrill cries instantly drowned out the clamor of the crowd!
His shameful act of completely abandoning his dignity in order to survive made everyone present feel nauseous and utterly contemptuous.
At the same time, Rhys, who had been leaning against the stake like a dead dog, was also startled by the word "death penalty" and raised his head.
Instead of pleading and crying like Shahar, he let out a chilling, low, hoarse laugh, a mixture of despair and madness:
"Heh...heh heh heh...Eva...my dear sister...did you hear that? This is the 'Prince' you serve...this is the justice you believe in."
"You promised to let me speak first...you promised to give me a chance...and what happened? Ha! Promises? In the face of power, promises are worthless garbage! You can betray us today, but tomorrow...tomorrow Xiao Ce will make you suffer eternal damnation! Your fate...will only be...worse than ours! Hahaha..."
Unlike Shahar, Rhys was much calmer...
His gaze toward Eva was filled with curses and a mad, gloating look.
Even on his deathbed, he wanted to plunge that poisonous thorn of doubt deep into Eva's heart, and into the heart of every Slav present.
Eva suddenly raised her head, her gaze as cold as polar ice!
His gaze swept across Shahar's tear-streaked face, which was filled with pleading, and then across Rhys's eyes, which were filled with resentment and curses.
Her face was expressionless, only showing a complete, cold resolve.
Her voice, no longer the impassioned declaration of before, was now deep and resolute, carrying a chilling power that pierced the soul, clearly resounding throughout the hall as she spoke: "A promise?"
She slowly uttered those two words, with endless sarcasm.
“Shahar, Ries”.
"You dare to talk to me about promises?"
"Have you ever made any promises to your people? You promised to protect their homes, yet you have brought forth an army of destructive machines with your own hands!"
"You promised them peace and dignity in exchange for their loyalty, yet you sent them to Xiao Dingshan's cannons like dirt!"
"You promised a future for Slavs, yet you only care about using the blood and bones of your people to elevate your crumbling throne!"
Her voice suddenly rose, filled with overwhelming grief and indignation as she cried out:
"Your promises were written on Shahar's shameful pledge of allegiance! They were engraved on the secret letter Ries sent to Xiao Dingshan! They were stained with the bones of thousands of Slavic soldiers and civilians!"
"Your so-called promises have long been torn apart and trampled by your own hands, thrown into the lava pits of Don Fort, and burned to ashes!"
Eva's gaze swept over the crowd below, whose faces were contorted with pain and anger as they lost loved ones. Her voice, heavy with sorrow, continued:
“And I, Eva, am not standing here today to fulfill some so-called promise to two unforgivable traitors!”
"My promise!!!"
She raised her hand and pointed forcefully at her heart!
"It is a promise to this scorched earth beneath your feet, which you have ravaged."
"It is a promise to those souls who died in despair and could no longer speak!"
"It is a promise to the millions of Slavic people who have lost their homes and loved ones, but still choose to believe in hope and return here!"
She took a deep breath, her gaze sharp, looking directly at Shahar and Ries, and also at all the angry yet expectant eyes below the stage.
Eva said with confidence and certainty.
"What did I promise Shahar?"
That was nothing more than a bone that would make him vomit out even more sins before he died!
A bone that exposed his ugly side and completely revealed his despicable nature!
"What did I promise Rhys?"
That was simply giving him an opportunity to expose Shahar’s even greater crimes in front of the people!
One choice he could make was to be pecked at by vultures while carrying a secret!
This is still a last-minute chance to tear off Shahar's mask of hypocrisy!
"My promise, Eva, from beginning to end, is only about Slavic justice!"
It's only about comforting the souls of the deceased!
It's all about the rebirth of this land!
Her voice, like the resounding bell of judgment, continued with an unquestionable solemnity:
"As for you two sinners who have betrayed everything and tarnished the name of the Slavs..."
Eva's gaze was as cold as ice, and she declared clearly, word by word:
"I am Eva!"
"We can let you go!!!"
Shahar's eyes instantly lit up with wild joy!
But Eva's next words plunged him and Rhys into an abyss of despair:
"But my conscience! Those Slavs who died tragically because of your conspiracy!"
Those soldiers you buried in Don fortress and the wasteland! Those countless innocent souls whose families were torn apart and who were displaced because of you!
"them!!!"
"We will not let you get away with this!!"
"Their blood! Their hatred! Their curses! The judgment has already been written for you!"
"I'm just carrying out their orders!"
Eva abruptly swung her arm, pointing to the crowd below, who were already bursting with impatience, their eyes bloodshot, like a volcano about to erupt:
"Now! I declare!"
"Shahar! Ries! Death penalty!"
Their fate!
Eva's voice carried an almost cruel resolve, shattering Shahar's last shred of hope. With a flick of her sleeve, she pointed at the people below the stage: "It's yours! It's yours to all the Slavs they've hurt and betrayed!"
"Except for preventing them from stepping forward to fight, lest you soil your hands! On this ruin, on this scorched earth of Don Fortress, throw whatever you can find! Stones, rubble, frozen clods, broken logs... throw them at these two sinners!"
"Use your anger! Use your grief! Use the trampled dignity of the Slavs! Send them to where they belong! Apologize to those innocent souls!!"
"roar...!!!"
Eva's words were like igniting the final fuse.
The suppressed, overwhelming anger and grief, as if it were tangible, erupted like volcanic lava reaching its peak! The crowd went completely mad!
"kill...!!!"
"To avenge my loved ones...!!"
"Smash them to death...!!!"
The soldiers stopped blocking them; they simply retreated silently and resolutely, forming a human wall in front of the stakes to ensure that the angry mob wouldn't swarm and tear the two apart, but also completely loosening the restrictions on projectiles.
Countless arms were raised high!
In the ruins of this Slavic capital, the one thing that is not lacking is weapons!
Fist-sized clods of frozen soil, sharp-edged brick fragments, heavy concrete shards, broken steel bars, and even half a heavy iron pipe just dug out of the nearby rubble...
Like dense hailstones, carrying the blood, tears, and hatred accumulated by the Slavs over countless days and nights, they howled and roared, crashing down on Shahar and Rys on the wooden stakes!
"No...Eva, you'll die a horrible death! Xiao Ce will abandon you! Yuan Wang will despise you! Ah...!!"
In despair and agony, Rhys uttered a final, twisted curse as a hard block of concrete slammed into his chest, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.
"Spare me! Spare me! I don't want to die! I'm the Tsar! I'm... ugh...!"
Shahar's screams were met with a sharp, jagged brick slamming into his mouth, instantly splattering blood and teeth. His subsequent pleas for mercy turned into muffled sobs and painful groans.
puff!
A heavy clod of frozen earth struck Shahar's forehead, and blood instantly blurred half of his terrified and contorted face.
Boom!
A broken steel bar pierced Reese's shoulder blade, and he let out a horrific scream.
Wow!
The rubble fell like raindrops, hitting the two men with a dull yet crisp sound.
Click!
A cracking sound rang out as a heavy cement block, thrown by someone, struck Shahar precisely in the left knee.
The roars and cries of the crowd merged into a sea of revenge, and the projectiles fell like a never-ending rain of death.
Shahar and Ries were quickly engulfed by the flying dust, blood, and falling debris.
Their screams and curses were initially clear, filled with extreme pain and fear, but they quickly became weak and broken, eventually leaving only incoherent sobs and dying gasps.
Everyone was venting their anger...