Chapter 114: Great Queen Of The Great King!

Versailles felt disgusted as she looked at the female beasts. High and mighty, their prideful expressions made them seem like the colorful birds in the Sybil realm that flaunted their good physical appearances.

Only, unlike those birds, the beasts before her had nothing good to show for themselves aside from their nasty mindset.

"Serpentine Versailles, what are you getting angry for? Did we say anything wrong? Isn't it just an ugly scorpion?" An Iirifey in yellow dress haughtily replied as her eyes swept over Versailles's face.

A flicker of envy and intense jealousy flared through her dull red-yellow pupils which she immediately masked upon sensing Versailles's sight shift onto her.

"Serpentine Versailles, the Battle of Wars has just concluded. Go and celebrate your victory. You shouldn't waste your time on insignificant creatures." Her attitude was dismissive, showing that she didn't place Versailles in her eyes as she turned her scornful sight back on the scorpion.

"You hideous beast, get lost from here! Your very presence is polluting my eyes!" Angrily waving her hand, wind surged forth and gushed violently towards the frozen scorpion.

However, before the fierce wind could touch the scorpion, a figure flashed and stood in between.

Bang!

Rubble and white debris flew forming into a small hurricane that was instantly crushed within the palm of a delicate and fair hand.

The various races, attracted by the sudden commotion, instantly turned their attention to the small corner. 

"What's going on? Did some beasts get into an argument?"

"I think so. They seem to be fighting."

"Who is it? Who is fighting at this time?"

"Probably some useless beasts. They don't have the ability to step onto the battlegrounds and join the Battle of Wars, but they have the face to get into useless scuffles. Such beasts, they deserve to be nothing more than slaves, crawling and sniveling beneath our feet."

"You spoke the words in my heart. Why are such creatures running loose polluting the air of the realm? They are more fit to crawl between our knees."

Many of the creatures felt disdain and contempt for the worthless beasts that did nothing but cause commotion. As such, when the hurricane settled and Versailles's figure was revealed, gasps of astonishment filled the air.

"That's serpentine Versailles? What is she doing over there?"

"Better yet, who is the one that just attacked her? Don't they know that she is the Werewolf King's reverse scale?"

"Whoever it is, they are doomed for sure. Just from the various methods she used during her clash with the races in the battlegrounds, we can see that she isn't any less fearsome than the Werewolf King."

"That's for sure. If the Great King's mate isn't fearsome, then who else will be?"

Amidst the excited whispers of the beasts, Versailles violet-gold eyes fixed on the insolent iirifey.

"Hideous, was it?"

The words were neither loud nor low, but they were said in such a tone that even the listeners felt a chill crawl down their spine.

With an evil and dark smirk, Versailles stretched her mouth and breathed into the iirifeys stunned face.

"Gasp!"

"She is done for! That's the serpentine's vicious flames. With that flame, even the Demon Queen was defeated in one strike."

"She has no one but herself to blame. What is her status and what is the serpentine's status? She, a lesser race with no identity but that of a breed-mate, dares to offend the Great Queen of the Great King?"

The beasts gleefully watched the scene, waiting to see the ashes of the iirifey that had eyes but failed to recognize the Great Queen before her.

The Demon Queen had gotten a taste of the red-gold flame's might and knew how deadly they were. Therefore, the instant Versailles opened her mouth, she instinctively drew back in fear.

However, the expected and anticipated red-gold flames did not appear. In fact, no flames appeared at all.

The breath that Versailles blew seemed to be nothing more than a tiny breeze. It weakly flew around the place, seemingly not sure of its target, before quietly landing on the iirifeys face.

"Huh? What happened? Why isn't there any flame?"

"Yeah, what happened to the flame? Is she too exhausted after the many battles?"

"It could be. After all, she had been fighting and rushing without rest for days. Even though the Battle of Wars this decade concluded quicker than the previous decades, she fought against the various races all by herself. So it only makes sense if she ran out of power now."

"Sigh, that's just too bad. I really wan..."

"Ahhhhh!"

Before the beast could finish his words, a painful shriek, full of anguish and horror, reverberated in the colosseum, cutting him short.

The beasts' attentions were again focused on the kneeling figure covering her face as she screamed in agony.

"Wha...what's going on!? Why is she screaming!?"

"I don't know!"

"She's holding her face and seems to be in pain. What's going om?" 

"How is that possible? We all saw it! The breeze was nothing but a weak and tiny gust of wind. How could it possibly injure her?"

"Then how do you explain her current condition. She is clearly in pain and nothing but that breeze had touched her. Besides, you seem to be forgetting something. Even if the serpentine was exhausted, why would she make the foolish mistake of exposing her weakness to us?"

"You mean...?"

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"That breeze was more than just a gust of wind!"

As the creatures animatedly discussed among themselves, they became aware of the situation and their admiration towards Versailles reached new heights.

A tiny blow of her breath had a beast howling in pain. Just how powerful was she?

The gazes with which they looked at her were filled with awe, respect, and barely concealed fear.

"Ahhhhh! My face! My face! My face is burning!"

The iirifey howled in anguish as she kneeled on the ground with her face buried in her hands. Her painful cries were pitiful enough to melt even the coldest of hearts. However, no beast stepped forth to help her.

On the contrary, seeing her howling so miserably made all of the nearby beasts' hearts tremble as they silently drawback in trepidation, drawing a clear distance between themselves the beast.

Cold sweat dripped down their backs as they remembered who they were facing. This was the venomous serpentine that had ruthlessly exterminated hordes of beasts without hesitation.

She was the mate of the Werewolf King who ferociously battled four of the Six Supreme Clans in rage for her. For them to help the iirifey within her presence was akin to digging their own graves.

"My face!"

Howling until her voice turned hoarse and weak, the iirifey trembled in place as the voices of the beasts around her entered her ears.

"What is she? Just an iirifey meant to satisfy our need."

"Hmph! She had it coming for her. Only a breed-mate, yet thinks she can talk to serpentine Versailles on equal terms!"

"Beasts like this aren't worth pitying. I say serpentine Versailles is too kind to only hurt her in the face. She should have burned her alive like those creatures in the battlegrounds."

The words were like a splash of ice water, instantly clearing her mind.

Enduring the agony, she slowly raised her head and looked at the beautiful female before her. With her flame hair floating behind her and her arms crossed over her chest, the serpentine disdainfully looked down on her kneeling figure.

The beast she secretly envied for her radiant beauty and was jealous of for getting an outstanding beast like the Werewolf King as her mate.

The moment their eyes met, a satisfied smile spread across the serpentine's lips.

"Hmm. Much better." 

The smile was gentle without a trace of malice, making her almost drown in its radiance when the beasts staring at her screamed in horror. She quickly lowered her head to cover her face again.

But the beasts had already seen her.

"What in the Nar! She is...."

"Hideous!"

"Uuhg! So revolting!"

One after another, they turned and gagged. 

"So that's what happened. That breeze was meant to disfigure her!"

"Hahaha.....serves her right! With such a hideous appearance, I want to see how she will seduce other beasts now."

"Sssiiiii! That's too vicious!"

There were some beasts smiling in glee and some sighing pitifully. All in all, the beasts were bewildered by what they saw.

The golden-skinned iirifey with red-yellow eyes from earlier was gone.

Now, in her place stood an ugly creature with red boils and sores that leaked pus littered all over her face. Her dull red-yellow eyes became dull gray and her hair was withered with half of it gone.

Compared to the Scorpion King, she was the real hideous beast.

The iirifey knew what she looked like as well, as she had felt the boils and seen the pus in her hand while she covered her face. She recalled her earlier attitude towards the serpentine and what she called the scorpion.

Intense regret and deep fear gripped her heart as she realized, in her blind arrogance and pride, she had indirectly offended a character that she shouldn't have. 

For centuries, the Iirifeys race had lived in comfort and ease as they became the breed-mates of the various beasts. The knowledge of the beasts lusting after their appearances had filled them with pride that had slowly morphed into arrogance.

This arrogance birthed a feeling of superiority as they began to look down on the other tribes, and over time, groups and clans as well. Because of their golden skin, which was admired by all the races, they began to feel superior to the females in the Six Supreme Clans as well.

Subconsciously, even if the females were stronger and more powerful than them, they belittled and looked down on them, seeing them as nothing more than ugly brutes.

However now, the iirifey finally realized what it meant to hit an iron wall.

In her blind arrogance and sense of superiority, she had even looked down on the venomous serpentine. The serpentine that had effortlessly exterminated hordes of beasts.

And because she offended a beast that she shouldn't have offended, she lost the one quality she had been most proud of. The quality that had installed the arrogance in her subconscious and clouded her mind.

The quality that made her feel superior to the other beasts.

"From today on, the iirifey race will no longer have any standing within the beasts of the realm. For daring to speak to my mate in such a manner, the entire race will be banished to the Haven of Labor. Any race that dares to shelter or keep an iirifey within their territory without my consent shall face immediate extermination." 

The cold voice was like the Segal of doom, sealing the entire iirifey, once widely valued for their great reproduction and sought after for their beauty, to an eternity of labor.

A state worse than that of slaves.

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