Salute To The General

The moment he issued that command, the expressions on the faces of Filo and the other three Marshalls changed drastically.

One by one, they knelt on the ground, resigned to their fate as they awaited impending death.

The paladins and sages present in the hall quickly followed suit, falling to their knees and beseeching for clemency on behalf of the four Marshalls.

"Your Majesty, Nathan has stolen our God's Punisher Spaceship, rallying the vampires and countless pirate crews to attack us. They are fierce and ruthless, and even the Grand Marshall, King William, has fallen in battle. The defeat in this battle cannot be blamed on the four Marshalls. Your Majesty, we implore you to spare their lives!"

Ever since the Divine Realm became adversaries with Earth, they had witnessed countless casualties, particularly among their elite ranks, resulting in innumerable deaths and injuries.

This was a situation they had never faced in hundreds of years.

The Divine Realm, once a hub of talent, now exhibited subtle indications of an exodus of talent, leaving a scenario in which no one could succeed the older generation.

At a time like this, if Medille were to execute the four Marshalls, it would only exacerbate the Gods' predicament.

Furthermore, the four Marshalls were pillars of the Divine Realm and enjoyed immense popularity within the clan.

Therefore, everyone knelt down, pleading for Medille to forgive the four Marshalls.

Despite all the paladins and sages in the Divine Palace kneeling and beseeching for mercy, Medille's fury had not yet abated. His resolve remained unyielding. In a cold, unwavering tone, he declared, "This defeat is unparalleled in our clan's history. The four of them have faltered in battle. If we spare them, how will we instill fear in the other soldiers? Drag them out and behead them!"novelbin

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

A group of menacing guards stormed in and was about to drag the four Marshalls out for execution.

At that very moment, a tall and graceful figure entered the grand doors of the palace with an air of composure, and in a clear voice, declared, "Wait! They must not be executed!"

Upon hearing these words, the paladins and sages in the grand hall were initially taken aback. His Majesty is so livid that even our collective pleas have proven ineffective. Who would dare to be so bold as to directly oppose His Majesty's decision to eliminate the four Marshalls?

Considering the God King's temper, anyone who dared to assert that the four Marshalls should not be executed might face the immediate consequence of being put to death on the spot.

It's over. There's no hope for the four Marshalls now.

As soon as that thought surfaced in everyone's minds, they were pleasantly surprised to realize that the person strolling in with calm poise was none other than the Goddess Queen, Yelena. Yelena possessed a tall, svelte physique, with an octopus-like head atop a humanoid body.

She sported numerous tiny tentacles on her head, which from afar resembled a fiery red mane of hair. Up close, they took on the appearance of a profusion of crimson snakes, somewhat reminiscent of Earth's mythical figure, Medusa.

When they realized that it was Yelena who had spoken up to plead for mercy on behalf of the four Marshalls, the expressions of everyone present transformed into pure elation.

In the Divine Realm, no one dared to challenge or provoke the God King-no one, that is, except for Yelena, the Goddess Queen, who was a notable exception.

During Medille's most challenging moments, Yelena stood by his side, providing unwavering support every step of the way.

She aided him in overcoming every obstacle and trial, ultimately guiding him to become the most illustrious God King in the clan's history.

Medille had always harbored deep gratitude for his wife, treating her with mutual respect and courtesy.

For a considerable span of time, Medille consistently heeded his wife's words. It wasn't until he instigated the war to exterminate the vampires, with the intent of eradicating them entirely, that he encountered vehement opposition

from Yelena.

In Yelena's perspective, the Gods possessed sufficient power, and there was no need for them to dread a rebellion from the vampires. She believed that if the vampires were properly managed, they could serve as valuable laborers. Her views differed from Medille's, leading to a strong disagreement between them.

In a fit of frustration and anger, Medille felt that Yelena should not dare to interfere with his decisions, and he held the belief that the harem should not involve itself in political

matters. As a result, he sharpe

criticized Yelena and sternly

instructed her not to set foot in the

Divine Palace again.

In truth, Yelena possessed remarkably formidable strength. Within the Divine Realm, her combat abilities were only slightly inferior to those of Medille.

Nevertheless, when it came to wisdom, knowledge, and governance, she surpassed Medille.

Someone had once stated that she was the most well-rounded individual among the Gods, and that she would be the most fitting candidate to hold the title of God King.

However, her deep love for Medille

led her to willingly retire from

political affairs after he prohibited her from participating. In the harem, she wholeheartedly fulfilled her role as his queen, refraining from any further involvement in governance.

With the clan now in a state of turmoil, teetering on the brink of collapse, Yelena could no longer remain passive and made a return to the palace.