Even knowing this, Viktor didn't have the standing to stop him.
If Victor really takes action, he can use this opportunity to appeal Victor's actions to the Mage Council and to the Karencia Empire.
Interfering in other countries' internal affairs is an international issue.
Not to mention that it involves two huge neighboring countries.
The Empire and the Parliament must compensate the Kingdom of Kant, or their reputations will suffer a severe blow.
This would make Augustus's rule more secure.
In any case, August will achieve his goal.
But just as Viktor summoned that phantom screen...
All the advantages that originally belonged to him vanished into thin air.
Because Viktor now had a reason to take decisive action—
'Revenge.'
His 'revenge' was by no means a spur-of-the-moment decision.
Those hidden demi-human and knight armies are the best proof.
"Victor, you knew all along!"
"What exactly do you want—"
puff--
Victor swung his staff down in an instant, and the golden bird's head smashed into August's head.
In an instant, immense pressure pierced through his skull.
With a crisp sound of bones cracking, a burst of blood mist erupted, splattering bright red blood across the ground.
August's words came to an abrupt end.
The Tiger King looked down and saw August's head explode. He shook his head and flicked the blood splattered on his head.
Just as he was about to get up, Viktor suddenly said:
"Keep going, keep pressing him down."
Upon hearing this, the tiger-man obediently continued to press down on August's 'corpse'.
After a while, the blood on the ground began to re-gather.
As if drawn by a gravitational force, they converged back towards where the head had originally been.
In the blink of an eye, the shattered skull, along with the fusion of flesh and blood, reconstructed August's head.
The tiger-man blinked in bewilderment as he stared at August, whose head had suddenly been reshaped.
It had never seen a head that could grow back after it exploded.
The moment August regained his senses, he resumed his tirade:
"Victor, what right do you have..."
puff--
The staff fell heavily again, the golden bird's head stained with blood.
Fragments of flesh and skull flew everywhere.
The courtyard returned to peace.
"The second time."
August's recovery speed was noticeably faster after the second headshot.
Flesh and bone fragments fused together and reappeared on his neck.
But it was like a cruel play being performed, and August spent a brief respite in his life.
Just as he was about to speak, Victor swung his staff down again.
Bang!
Another headshot.
"The third time."
Those nobles who were rescued and now had some free time shrank back as they watched this cruel scene.
You can't mess with Viktor, no matter who you are.
This is the best interpretation of that statement.
Then, August's head continued to regenerate.
However……
The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time...
August could barely utter a single word before Victor would smash his head open with a powerful blow.
And so on,
Until the noble lords gradually became numb and even began to find it boring.
The person being shot in the head repeatedly was clearly their country's king.
Their king was being pinned down and brutally beaten by the others.
But their hearts were as calm as a still lake.
In Victor's relentless headshot campaign, the vampires, now without leadership, fell one after another under the attacks of the demi-humans and knights.
All that remained were scattered limbs and broken bodies.
Even if they can recover their bodies, the lost blood cannot be replenished in time.
In the end, they could only lose their ability to fight, turning into mangled flesh scattered across the ground, their limbs strewn throughout the courtyard.
But the noble lords did not feel pleased.
Instead, anger rose in their hearts.
However, they had no way to vent their anger.
Because these vampires were once part of their kingdom.
Among them were even noble lords they once knew.
Because they died at the hands of vampires, they were assimilated by them and became those monsters.
All of this is thanks to August.
Perhaps they each have their own ways of treating the residents within their territories, some good and some bad.
But they could never turn the kingdom's people into blood slaves and vampires like August did.
August's actions are beyond forgiveness by anyone.
Finally, after countless attempts to revive him, August grew his head back.
The moment he was resurrected, seeing the golden shadow rushing towards him again, he immediately shouted:
"stop!"
The golden bird's head stopped just as it struck August's head.
A sudden gust of wind arose, even shaking August's messy hair, which flew wildly in mid-air.
The terrifying force even tore the space on the other side of August.
The sound of rocks breaking echoed, and a deep furrow was plowed into the earth.
Extremely terrifying.
Everyone present was stunned by Victor's power.
At the same time, he was shocked by how precisely Victor controlled this terrifying power.
Viktor looked down at August, who had called a halt, and calmly asked:
"You're afraid of pain?"
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