Chapter 875:

His hands and feet were bound. The restraints, laced with toxins, drained what little strength he had left.

He could not change. He could not run. He could not fight.

And the people? They were relentless.

“Scum!”

“Evil devil!”

“May your soul rot in the nine hells!”

Their hatred was a chorus, hot as the sun beating down on him.

Great Lord to

But this public disgrace was

guards. “You deserve justice of the people!” she screamed, spitting at

saliva struck his cheek, hot and reeking of

bare his fangs. But all that came

of food. Deprived of blood. Exhausted beyond

on all sides, shielding him from the worst of the assault, but the barrier between order and chaos was thin. Twice already mobs had tried to hurl

“Give him to us!”

“Hand him over!”

to die

back!” a soldier shouted, trying to hold back the

But then it happened.

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