Chapter Twelve: Chaos Begins

  He was questioning the entire ceremony, and this was like stirring up a hornet's nest, making the scene even more chaotic.

  "Robard, how dare you question Phares!" The lion-man Kainan also jumped up.

  "I have presided over several ceremonies, Phryes would never speak like that, there must be something wrong here." Robard said in a low, unyielding tone.

  He is the high priest of Minotaur, with a prestigious status among the beastmen and extremely respected. As soon as this was said, it immediately caused quite a stir.

  Seeing Lobard make a decisive move, coming out to stir up trouble, with a clear trend of taking advantage of the situation. Verona's wolf-like eyes flashed with ferocity, disregarding the argument between Kaynan and Lobard on the other side, he stood up and walked to the edge of the stage, loudly saying: "Frees, may I ask why you want to say this?"

  "Because she has already been cursed by me!" The priest on the stage suddenly pointed his finger at Raymond again, shouting in a sharp voice: "This child is the evidence, he is neither human nor beastman, but a cursed product. If you don't eliminate him, the beastmen will definitely be led to extinction by him in the future, definitely!"

  This hat is really big, and for a moment all the beastmen present were shocked.

  Amada finally realized that she had fallen into Verona's carefully designed trap. This move was really too poisonous, and the wolf man could actually think of using "God" to defeat himself, it has to be said, it was really creative.

  This move seems clumsy, but at this moment, in this scene, when the beastmen on the scene are stirred into a frenzy by the ritual, it has an unparalleled effect, making people unable to defend against it.

  But the most fatal one is Raymond.

  He, who had always been seen as an outcast among the Beastmen, had now become the most powerful weapon in attacking Amada. Because "God" himself said that Ramon was a product of the curse, and this living specimen, which was neither human nor beastman, was right in front of them, who dared to question it?

  Aware of Verona's sinister intentions, not only Amada was caught off guard, but even Robard, who was trying his best to argue, was left speechless.

  "No, this isn't what God said, this isn't Phares..." The old ox-headed man could only weakly mutter.

  But who would listen to him at this time?

  The beast-like people who were watching from the sidelines were still in a daze, when Verona shouted out loud, finally adding the last straw to the crowd's psychology which was on the verge of collapse.

  "Great Phares, tell us, who is the true king of the beastmen?"

  The high priest on the platform pretended to think, looked up and muttered a few words, then shouted: "Ferris saw it, he is the one who has the blood of the former king, a warrior with infinite power. Only he is qualified to inherit the position of the Beast King."

  "It's Haken! So it was Haken all along!" Virona exclaimed in surprise and delight.

  On this side, Kurt didn't miss the opportunity to push Haken onto the stone platform. The young Bimon faced the countless beastmen's gaze, opened his arms and shouted loudly towards the sky, his violent voice piercing through the heavens, just this lung capacity was enough for the beastmen to understand what "infinite power" meant.

  At this time, a lion man suddenly jumped out among the beastmen, with a fanatical expression and shouted: "What that wolfman said is indeed correct, Ramon is an unlucky child under the curse, only Hakken can inherit the true Beast King position."

  He was the lion man who had been at the city gate that day, curious about Raymond's identity.

  As soon as the lion man's voice fell, several beastmen jumped out one after another.

  "Yes, I've heard that too."

  "Only those who have inherited the blood of the ancient Ural kings, like Harken Khan, are qualified to be the king of the beastmen."

  ……

  Verona secretly sent people to spread rumors, and at this time finally ignited the last fuse.

  More and more beastmen joined in the chorus, cheering for Haken's voice growing louder, and the situation finally turned completely in Verona's favor.

  Compared to Verona's triumph, Amada and others were completely at a loss. Although Amada was full of ideas and Robad was calm and experienced, they were utterly ineffective in the face of this overwhelming "public opinion".

  Verona, what kind of person are you, don't you know the principle of striking while the iron is hot? He closely followed with a loud shout: "For the true Beast King, for the future of the beast tribe, great Phares, please crown Haken!"

  "Long live! Long live!"

  The beasts who were stirred up and surged forward also followed with wild and unconscious cheers.

  Haken immediately knelt down in front of the priest, and everything went as smoothly as if it had been rehearsed beforehand. Although there was no precedent in the history of the beastmen for a deity to personally confer the throne upon a beastman king, under these circumstances, facing countless frenzied beastmen, once the "War God" acknowledged him as the Beast King, it was almost a done deal.

  The high priest representing Freyr stepped forward, holding a "crown" with both hands and solemnly said: "Hakon, son of Urol, you have the true warrior bloodline. Here I grant you the position of Beast King."

  Under the stone pedestal, Verona looked at everything he had directed, his heart full of pride and satisfaction. At this moment, whether it was Ulor who was about to become the beast king, or Amada with a pale face, or countless crazy beastmen, they were all insignificant in his eyes, because at this moment, he was the true uncrowned king.

  Even the will of the gods can be manipulated, and with a flick of the wrist, one king is overthrown and another is established. Throughout the history of Beastmen, who else can compare to me? Amada, although I was defeated by you 20 years ago, today, I will make sure that you never rise again!

  Just when everyone in Verona thought things were settled, a new development emerged.

  Haken was waiting for the priest to put the non-existent crown on his head and declare himself the God-chosen king of the beastmen. Suddenly, he only heard the priest grunt, as if he had retreated a step back, followed by splashing a few drops of warm water on his face.

  Under the strange circumstances, he reached out to wipe it off and found that what had splattered onto his face was actually blood. At this time, a chorus of screams had already erupted from all around, Haken's heart was shocked, he hastily lifted his head, and immediately felt as if his heart had sunk to the bottom.

  The high priest who was about to crown him had his chest pierced by a long spear and was nailed to the ground.

  Just as success was within reach, a sudden change occurred, and Haken's heart was filled with shock and anger. He quickly turned his head to look around, searching for the culprit who dared to do such a thing.

  He soon found it.

  Under Hakken's almost devouring gaze, Raymond, still maintaining his spear-throwing posture, innocently spread out his hands: "Oh dear, my hand slipped. Sorry, are you very angry, big brother?"

  "Hah...ken only felt a sound of blood being drained from his brain, and his vision went black, almost fainting."

  However, despite the surface being calm. When Raymond snatched a long spear from a stunned soldier and threw it at the priest, he was already very clear about what would happen if he did so.

  Not only will he be saddled with the crime of "regicide", but also solidify his notorious reputation as the "Cursed Son", and from now on, he may never be able to turn things around.

  But he knew more clearly that if he didn't make a decision, not only himself, but also his mother, Robard, and all those who stood on his side would suffer a disaster.

  Because as long as that nonexistent "crown" is placed on Haken's head, according to tonight's frenzied atmosphere, the mother beast king will immediately become a "false king".

  So even though he knew that once he made his move there would be no turning back, he had to do it and couldn't hesitate for a second. It was ridiculous but also simple.

  At this time, Verona was also completely stunned by this sudden change.

  Never thought that this waste prince who had never been taken seriously, would have such vision and determination, a single move of "draining the water to catch the fish" actually hit the only fatal weakness in his perfect plan.

  Verona seemed to see a castle she had carefully built for a long time, and when she put the last brick on it, Raymond's giant hand gently pushed it, and it collapsed with a loud noise.

  In an instant, a blood thread burst forth in the werewolf's calm eyes, and his pupils rapidly contracted.

  "Kill him! Kill this madman who dares defy the gods!" At that moment, Haken, whose beautiful dream had been shattered, began to shout wildly.

  At the same time, Amada also shouted: "Verona and Haken are rebelling, take down these rebels for me!"

  The soldiers under both sides simultaneously drew their weapons and charged at each other, instantly throwing the entire ceremony into chaos.

  In the midst of a sea of cries and shouts, Raymond seemed to be unaware of it all. He simply gazed quietly at the hand that had thrown the spear, then lifted his head to look around.

  In an instant, a bloody rainstorm and countless mournful cries surged towards him. Alas, the thing I was most worried about has finally happened.

  But this half month's effort hasn't been wasted, haha...

  Thus, with the downfall of a "god", the Beastman Empire's second civil war erupted.