C1357 Old Mo Xian Le

The roll call continued, but the people who were called on all begged for mercy in despair, or became even more arrogant in the knowledge that death was inevitable.

"Pu, pu, pu ~ ~ ~"

Atop the platform, the beheading Skyblade continued to wave as heads fell one after another. Soon after, all of their bodies were thrown into the enormous censer.

Within the incense burner