Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 106:

When the sun was past noon, the running team suddenly heard the neigh of exhausted horses, and then at least a dozen horses slowed down and were left behind by the brigade.

This is the poorer among this group of people. They are not riding special horses with the blood of Warcraft that can run for thousands of miles, but the steeds of ordinary adventurers.

The steed is of course also a good horse. It is definitely not comparable to an ordinary inferior horse, but from the beginning of the night to the present, the steed is exhausted no matter what.

The knights on horseback were also exhausted. They looked at the chariots and horses that went away without stopping. They were silent for a while, and then stopped with a sigh.

&nbs novel ww.zhu.p; "There is no way." One of the stronger people in this group said, "We probably can only escape here."

"What happens next?" another person asked, "Where are we going?"

"Where to go, is there a big difference?" The person who spoke before said grimly, "Faced with a true god's pursuit, it is almost the same everywhere."

"Maybe it would be better to escape to the temple." Another said, "Let’s find a temple."

"Even the priests of the temple are running with us, do you think they are stupid than you?" The stronger sneered, casually found a relatively flat grassland to lie down, "I figured it out, just lie down Here it is. His old man wants to kill me. I am the same everywhere. At least let me take a breath before I die."

When everyone saw this, most of them also found a place to sit or lie down.

After escaping in the middle of the night and half of the day, they have also understood that this kind of escape is meaningless. When I was still running away, it was just out of a herd mentality, or the selfish idea of ​​"I don't want to be faster than my companions, as long as I run faster than the tiger." Now that I calm down, I naturally figured it out.

That kind of thinking is nothing more than an illusion. Recalling the scene of your Majesty the Void arresting people today, there are no rules at all. It is neither who catches anyone slowly, nor who catches quickly. It has nothing to do with identity, status, personal strength or anything, and I don’t know the jellyfish **** What do you think.

Perhaps... It's really just a casual grab.

After I figured it out, the force that had been supporting them to escape naturally dissipated completely.

Since it’s the same to escape or not, why do you need to escape?

"I'm so stupid, really!" a very old man sighed and said, "lay down at home and wait for death. At least it will be more comfortable. If that's the case, I'm still lying on the soft bed. Well-eaten... well, the bottle of good wine that was stored in the cabinet and was not willing to drink, I knew I should drink it..."

His words resonated with everyone. For a while, everyone lamented their own stupidity, but the lament was useless, and they could only lament.

At this moment, one of the people in the group was suddenly entangled in the tentacles that appeared out of nowhere, and disappeared without a trace with only a moment of exclamation. After a while, his corpse, still spurting blood, was thrown in place by the reappearing tentacles.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who opened the mouth, someone yelled "Run".

So they immediately got up, turned on their horses, and started running wildly again.

This time it only ran for a short time. Those horses who had not been fully rested and even had a fever so high that they were foaming at the mouth and could no longer run.

And during this time, the tentacles reappeared and swept away another person.

Everyone didn't see his body, but everyone knew that he was dead.

"The horse can't move, what should I do?"

"The horse can't run, we can still run!"

"But what is the point of running like this?"

There is no answer to this question, no one can tell.

Actually, the meaning is still there. Even a little further away from the terrifying jellyfish **** can make them feel a little bit more comfortable.

Although it's just an illusion, even though this distance is useless at all, people who are about to drown must be firmly grasped even by a straw.

Just staggering and running for a while, finally someone couldn't help it and shouted: "I can't die by a jellyfish!"

He shouted like this, drew out the knife, wiped his neck with a slash, blood spurted, and fell softly, seeing that he couldn't survive.

The people who were still running hard stopped, you look at me, I look at you, and finally their eyes fell on the person who was still spraying blood on the lotus and had not yet completely died.

Wipe the neck and die so quickly.

But... seems to be a way?

After all, if you commit suicide, at least your soul will not be sent to hell. They are all devout believers of the orc gods. These years, they have been running for the gods, and there is no merit or hard work. No matter how they should be taken to the kingdom of God.

However, in only a moment, something desperate happened to them.

A figure wearing a black robe and holding a scythe appeared next to the person who was about to die completely, waved the scythe, and swiped across him.

The sickle didn't hurt his body, but it hooked his soul like a hook, dragging his soul out of the body, like a specimen nailed by a needle, unable to move.

The figure in the black robe holding the scythe immediately disappeared with the hooked soul. During the whole process, he didn't even look at the people around him.

Even so, the gloomy cold air he exudes, the cold and solemn air that makes all the wicked people creepy, has clearly told everyone around him his identity.

This is the ecstasy messenger from hell. According to legend, it will precede the messengers of the gods, catch the souls of the wicked, and **** them to hell.

"How... how is it possible?!" a man yelled in gaffe, "Can't you even commit suicide?"

"What about our...our Majesty? He...should...should he not send messengers to pick up...to pick us up?" The other person trembled, trembling even when speaking.

He can't be blamed for this. Seeing that whether they are killed by trial or committed suicide, they will eventually go to hell. They are really desperate to the extreme.

I don't know who started, someone kneeled on the ground and prayed in a low voice.

"Lord I serve, please have mercy on me and take away my soul so that I will not fall into hell."

So everyone followed suit and prayed.

But it's no use for eggs.

A moment later, Sui Xiong's tentacles reappeared, swept a person away, took him to the guillotine, stated the crime, and announced the punishment.

The death penalty.

Then, beheaded.

The messenger of **** took his soul away.

During the whole process, the orc gods didn't react at all.

In "Endless Wilderness", Le Feng, the lord of the orc **** family, watched this scene in the world, shook his head, and sighed deeply.

He knows that this is just the beginning.

Just the beginning...

"Your Majesty, it can't go on like this!" A deity persuaded, "Even if the Void Mask is not prevented from arresting and being executed, at least the souls who have committed suicide should be brought back."

"Hell's attitude is very tough this time." Le Feng shook his head and said, "Unless we want to really start with them, we can only give in this time."

"But...the souls of believers~IndoMTL.com~ are our own property!" Another deity said angrily, "How can those guys in **** reach into our bowl to grab food!" "

"Hell has always declared that after death, all souls should receive a fair trial and be responsible for what they did during their lifetime. They have always condemned our gods for setting up the kingdom of God to take away believers’ souls, which is a violation of the world order. Destruction is a rebellion against the big cycle...For this, we have fought several battles..." An elderly deity sighed, "If we don't make concessions this time, we must fight another battle."

"Have I played well?" Le Feng asked, looking around.

The gods were meditating, and someone whispered: "The group of **** guys, if they leave the underworld hell, their combat effectiveness will decline..."

"But I bet that as long as we fight hell, the human gods will unite with **** and attack us." Le Feng said calmly, "In that case, we will be defeated."

He sighed again and said: "Let's bear it, the future is still very long. Sooner or later, the bad effects of this time will be eliminated by time. After a hundred years, who will remember this time?"

The orc gods sighed and said nothing to each other. (To be continued.)