After Fuso, the three of them, and the person in charge of the inspection left, Lin Zhan said to the members of the Huaxia team, "Brothers, get all your family's executioners and torturers in Fuso over here. I'm going to be infamous now."
"Lao Lin, don't overthink it. Since the ancestors sent us to handle this, we brothers can't let you be the only one to get your hands dirty. The day after tomorrow, each of us will be in charge of an execution zone and direct the executions."
"That's right, Lao Lin. We'll accompany you through thick and thin. In this damn era, don't expect to have clean hands."
Xiao Hanyi, with his poker face, said, "I won't be in charge of an execution zone alone. I'll be your executioner on the spot."
Bai Zhanlong, who also achieved enlightenment through killing like Xiao Hanyi, nodded and said, "Me too."
Lin Zhan looked at his brothers and said, "Brothers, you really don't have to do this. Why bother."
"Alright, stop being so effeminate. Let's brothers go out and relax. It's just killing people. On average, each of us only gets over a hundred thousand lives. Not much. Let's go for a drink." The crowd laughed and pushed each other out of the conference room.
Di Xin and the others watched the young men like Lin Zhan and smiled with relief. "These kids are not bad. At least they are not... not, what's that popular word these days."
Ba Xia quickly and obsequiously said, "Old Ancestor, that's called a 'saintly bitch.' My uncle and my maternal uncle taught me."
Di Xin's good mood was interrupted by this idiot. What a goddamn uncle and maternal uncle. How many days had those two little punks hatched from their shells? They were already your great-great-uncles and great-great-aunts.
"When the executions happen the day after tomorrow, keep your eyes open. There's still a big bomb that hasn't gone off. Don't freeze up then," Di Xin said this cryptic remark and left.
When the Old Celestial Master left with several Kings, he said meaningfully, "This bomb is not small. Be careful, you youngsters."
The remaining quasi-Kings looked at each other and said, "It seems there are still things we don't know. Then let's follow the ancestors' instructions and be careful. It's nothing if we old guys die, but we shouldn't implicate those kids."
Lin Hai said, "Then, old friends, let's all go to Apple Mountain to hold the fort. That's the execution ground Lin Zhan chose. If there are any accidents, it's most likely to happen there."
After speaking, all the old quasi-Kings flew towards Apple Mountain.
Lin Zhan, who was drinking, received a telepathic message from the Black Dragon King in his mind: "Kid, when you kill, dig a big pit first, throw all the corpses in, gather the blood energy and resentful power, and lure out the Eight-Headed Serpent."
Lin Zhan, using the pretense of raising his cup, sent a telepathic message: "I understand, Old Ancestor. What if it doesn't come out?"
"If it doesn't come out, it will be difficult. That damned Eight-Headed Serpent is too cunning. It managed to escape Hou Yi's arrows back then. If you don't lure it out first, it can instantly break through the void and escape if it self-destructs."
"You kid, make it bloody. Use this blood energy and resentful power to lure out that Eight-Headed Serpent," the Black Dragon King said and disappeared again.
Lin Zhan took out his communicator and called Lin Shanhe, "Dad, immediately send the army to Apple Mountain to dig a pit. It must be a pit big enough to bury these over two million corpses."
Upon receiving Lin Zhan's communication, Lin Shanhe was instantly dumbfounded: "Zhan'er, what do you mean by this?"
"Dad, don't ask. With your intelligence, it's hard for you to understand. Just do as I say. I'm hanging up, I'm drinking and don't have time to chat with you."
Lin Shanhe, watching Lin Zhan hang up the communicator, became furious: "This little brat, how dare he talk to me like that. What, you think I can't control you anymore?"
Just then, Lin Shan appeared beside Lin Shanhe and asked, "Shanhe, why are you so angry? You're all grown up, can't you control yourself?"
"Third Uncle, you don't know, Zhan'er, this little brat dared to..." Lin Shanhe was interrupted by his third uncle before he could finish.
Then Lin Shan said, "Alright, stop rambling. Hurry up and take your men to Apple Mountain to enforce martial law, and then contact Zhan'er to see what his plans are. By the way, what did Zhan'er tell you to do?"
"This little turtle told me to dig a pit, and said I have low intelligence, and even dared to hang up my communicator. You tell me, doesn't he deserve a beating?"
After listening to Lin Shanhe's words, Lin Hai immediately gave him a bear hug: "What, my grandson's words don't count? If he told you to dig a pit, hurry up and dig it, don't dawdle. What, you think I can't control you anymore?"
Watching Lin Shanhe run off in a sorry state, Lin Shan muttered to himself, "Zhan'er is right. His intelligence really isn't good."
When Lin Shanhe gathered twenty thousand troops from the Garrison Department and arrived at Apple Mountain, he found that all the old quasi-Kings were there. He quickly followed Lin Zhan's instructions to arrange for engineers to survey the site and then immediately started working.
Looking at the old quasi-Kings, Lin Shanhe squeezed over and asked Lin Hai, "Second Uncle, why are you all here?"
Lin Shan looked at Lin Shanhe and thought that his great-nephew wasn't very intelligent, so he put on a stern face and said, "What's all this nonsense? Hurry up and watch them dig the pit, or I'll deal with you."
Time passed quickly, and soon it was the day of the executions arranged by Lin Zhan.
All the human traitors were escorted to Apple Mountain by the major legions. Ten thousand Golden Rank warriors were selected from the army to be the executioners.
Lin Zhan stood in front of the camera and began a global live broadcast, saying coldly, "These little people who have forgotten their ancestors, betrayed humanity, their royal families, noble families, civilians, and warriors joined the Ten Thousand Races Church. In addition, they colluded with the Ghost and Bone Demon races, established teleportation gates, and harbored 300,000 troops, 6 quasi-Kings, and 2 Kings of the two races in Fuso."
"Huaxia received the news and annihilated the Ghost and Bone Demon races. Today, for the traitors who participated in the Ten Thousand Races Church, the judgment is as follows: all are to be executed by extreme penalty, decapitated as a warning."
As Lin Zhan's voice fell, the world was in an uproar. The United States Special Zone immediately voiced its opinion, saying that the military's judgment was inhumane, demanding that an alliance conference be convened for a retrial, and demanding that troops be sent to help Fuso maintain peace.
Lin Zhan remained silent and turned the camera lens towards Di Xin and the other Kings of Huaxia, as well as Lin Hai and over twenty old quasi-Kings. All voices fell silent again.
Lin Zhan then said, "According to the confessions of the Fuso traitors, other special zones were also involved in the betrayal. Humanity will investigate carefully and settle the scores one by one."