章 1277: Mental Prison

The sight struck fear into the hearts of the descendants of the gods in the Hall of Edicts. 

"Traitor! Traitor! He's murdering people! He's planning to betray the Oracle Palace!"

Throughout the annals of Oracle Palace history, there had been instances of indiscriminate slaughter. 

Without exception, it was always perpetrated by those who had turned against the Oracle Palace. 

And now, history seemed to be repeating itself.

The Northern King, armed with a sword, assumed the role of executioner, defying the heavens themselves. 

In mere moments, Braydon Neal unleashed his frenzy, initiating a massacre that claimed the lives of over 370 descendants of the gods within the Hall of Edicts, leaving the rest injured and shaken.

"Braydon, what madness has possessed you?" came the voice of Gatimu Masilela, ranked tenth on the Divine Ranking.