The Greece Antagonist

Mist Forest, Royal Palace.

Morgan held the Scepter, standing on the corridor in front of the main hall, gazing coldly down.

In the square, thirteen Obsidian Towers pierced the low-hanging clouds, fixing a pale crescent moon in the night sky. The rich, almost liquid silvery moonlight and the star marrow particles leaking from the tower's cracks illuminated the ground, outlining the shape of a "hill".

The hill was made up of tens of thousands of fairy skulls, each eye socket burning with soul-roasting cold fire. The uneven stone slabs were covered with the organs and flesh of the defeated, and the congealed crimson blood formed clusters of eerie amber. Magic Circle Diagrams drew magic power from fairy corpses and blood, casting scarlet light curtains that sealed off the entire square.

"Run faster, hehe, faster!"

Accompanied by excited urging, fingertips with red nail polish already pierced through the throat bone of a wolf-headed elf. Blood mist sprayed out, seemingly drenching the air and moonlight with its sweet scent.

The moonlight tonight, how beautiful it is.

Bawansi inhaled deeply, intoxicated, the scarlet scythe in her hand drawing a crescent arc, slicing through fleeing Piques. Organs slipped out from the cut abdomen onto the ground, still emitting steam, and the crimson blood splattered on her porcelain-white cheeks, adding a touch of allure and cruelty.

Her pink tongue licked the blood bead off her cheek, her toes crushed the twitching half-corpse on the ground, while her silvery laughter, mixed with the sound of breaking bones, echoed around:

"More! More!"

Fairies with the heads of lions, grey wolves, wild dogs, etc., were terrified and fled from the horrifying Bloodsucking Witch.

Yet, before these Tooth Fairies could run a few steps, scarlet threads of magic power spread from Bawansi's dancing, growing wildly around her skirt, entangling the fleeing fairies, weaving them into blood-colored cocoons.

"Puff!"

The moment the scythe pierced into the heart of a cocoon, dozens of captured Tooth Fairies simultaneously exploded, their meat showering the ground like a torrential rain, making the already filthy square even more terrifying and muddy.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the towering Dog Demon Bagster was wielding a Giant Sword, confronting a group of resisting and fleeing Tooth Fairies.

Fiery sword energy melted the lower halves of three Tooth Fairies, Bagster's heterochromatic blue and gold pupils reflecting the fairies' bones curling from the heat.

"Sizzle!"

Hearing the wind, she crunched two incoming black arrows with her canine teeth, a chain wrapped around her left arm whipped out suddenly—iron stakes impaled seven bodies, pinning them to the ground. Organs twisted by the chain burst into a bloody rain. Magma gushed up through the cracks at her feet, scorching through the elves' defensive barrier, and condensed the screaming ashes into black iron thorns.

Knowing they were no match, the surviving Tooth Fairies and their wolf-headed chief changed direction, trying to escape this Purgatory from another side.

Guarding there was a white-haired, golden-eyed little girl, appearing to be the smallest and least dangerous.

However, two arcs of ghostly blue flashed by, and heads with animal features flew into the air, filled with confusion and unwillingness.

Seeing the wolf head and the filthy blood flowing on the ground rolling to her feet, Meiluxin disdainfully moved to a cleaner stone slab and, together with Bawansi and Bagster, raised their fists to their chests, reporting back to the Queen on the corridor with knightly posture and etiquette:

"Mother, the uprising and the Rain Clan's party have been purged!"

"Well done."

Morgan nodded satisfactorily, then turned around and asked warmly,

"You have no objections to how I handled this, do you?"

In the shadows, fairies from other clans, with pale faces, hurriedly shook their heads, using their meager vocabulary, frantically praising the Queen's wisdom and justice.

They were originally only invited to watch the ceremony for fun, but unexpectedly witnessed a terrible execution.

Of course, the Tooth Clan ended up like this due to their own actions.

These brainless fools, instead of picking a wiser opponent, ran to Oakney and wiped out the entire Rain Clan for a momentary thrill.

And since they relied on the sharpness of their claws and teeth to slaughter other fairies, it was only right for Queen Morgan to publicly execute all the Tooth Fairies involved in the massacre with her immense power.

After all, without these cruel and murderous thugs, wouldn't they be safer?

With this in mind, the fairies' praises grew louder, reminiscent of sycophantic ministers fawning over a tyrant in human societies.

— Fear the might, not the virtue…

Morgan recalled the notes' comment on the fairy race, shook her head, and then looked at the three Elf Knights below the court:

"Bagster, since you are one of the Tooth Clan, you are also responsible for their heinous crimes. Therefore, from today on, you will replace the previous Tooth Clan chief's position, to manage the Tooth Fairies within Britain."

"As for Bawansi and Meiluxin, to prevent this from happening again, you will oversee monitoring all fairies on my behalf across the clans."

The three Elf Knights got up to accept the orders, stepping over the corpses and blood on the ground, joining the representatives of the Six Great Fairy Clans.

Feeling the chilling murderous aura from the three stars, the fairies who initially wanted to express their opinions quickly shut their mouths, fully supporting Queen Morgan's decisions.

Seeing that the little creatures had been subdued, a satisfied smile finally appeared on Morgan's tense face.