Banner of the Evil God

On earth, Sui Xiong’s motherland has a very famous allusion, which says that children are all flowers in the garden and thrive in the sunshine and warmth of the motherland.

In this alien world that obviously lacks warmth, the young flower bones will not be so strong as they grow up. Some will wither, some will wither, and some will only bloom but not bear fruit...and there are a very few, Although it bears fruit, it is a strange flower.

Well, the orc in front of me, nicknamed "Bloody Hand", is a typical weirdo.

"Let us hand over the 'Legendary Treasure' to him, otherwise he will massacre innocent villagers... Gerald, does this guy have water in his head, or is he mentally disturbed?" Sui Xiong thought for a while, but still couldn't understand this. God-like logic, in the end, I can only ask without shame.

However, Gerald couldn't give a reasonable answer, and he was also puzzled.

Kindness does not mean stupidity. Taking random villagers whom they don't even know as hostages and threatening them... This is simply an insult to their IQ!

"What exactly do you want to say?" Gerald couldn't help but ask, "Why should I give you precious treasures in exchange for you not killing these villagers? Isn't it enough for me to just eliminate you?"

Ruhr had obviously expected this answer, and smiled triumphantly: "You can indeed kill me, but I have already dispersed my subordinates. As long as you don't give me the bracelet, they will soon Take action and kill all the civilians you can!"

"Decide, do you care about that mere treasure? Or do you care about the lives of those innocent people?"

His smile was mean and mean, his stubby nose almost turned up, and sticky spit flowed down his fangs, emitting a disgusting stench in the sun.

Gerald laughed in anger, intending to punch him in the face and help him to rehabilitate himself and become a good person in his next life - if there is one. Sui Xiong stopped him.

"Haha... I have never seen such a shameless person!" Sui Xiong sneered, murderous intent overflowing, "If you can't PK, you will kill the newcomer I brought with you to level up? Haha... Hehehehe... don't kill him. Delete his account and get out, so that he will never dare to go online again in this life, I can’t think clearly!”

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

"Give him the bracelet." Sui Xiong said coldly, "I will notify you when the matter is resolved."

Gerald was shocked: "What?! Give him the 'Void Gaze'? To this despicable and shameless villain?"

"Give it to him. Then you turn around and walk away. Don't look back."

Gerald understood something from Sui Xiong's gloomy tone and shuddered secretly.

He understood that this ridiculously bad orc bandit had completely angered the great Majesty Mask of the Void. What awaited this guy would be an extremely tragic ending.

He angered a true god, and then foolishly took the holy object that the true god incarnated with him. What will happen to such a stupid guy?

The kind-hearted Gerald was no longer willing to think deeply. He was afraid that thinking too much would give him nightmares.

He took off the bone bracelet on his right wrist and threw it towards Ruel. He didn't bother to watch the greedy robber hurriedly catch the treasure, and then turned around and left with an ugly expression of being so ecstatic that he couldn't help himself.

He walked very quickly. On the one hand, he didn't want to witness the tragic ending that was about to befall this guy. On the other hand, he felt sick.

The behavior of this orc bandit can no longer be described as evil or ugly, it is as disgusting as rotten meat. Gerald asked himself whether it was a fly or a coprophagous insect, and there was really no way he could force himself to stay with such a thing.

Ruel was too lazy to care about this stupid bad guy. At this moment, his attention was completely attracted by the bone bracelet he just got.

As expected, this treasure contained powerful magic power, just as the news he had received said. Although the magical aura is not dazzling on the outside, it seems that it is only something that adventurers who have been in the world for a few years can afford, but when he really holds this bracelet in his hand, he can feel the power contained in it. The magic is so abundant, it’s endless!

He wanted to put on the bone bracelet, but found that it was a bracelet for the giant, but it was too big for him, and it was impossible to use it as a bracelet. After thinking about it for a while, I hung it around my neck and used it as a collar.

Although...even when used as a collar, it seems to be a little too big.

But he didn't care anymore. The moment he put on the "collar", he saw a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and then he felt endless power welling up from the bottom of his heart. He seemed to become extremely powerful, extremely confident, and seemed to be omnipotent. . For a moment, he had the heroic spirit of "If the sky wants to destroy me, I will defy the sky; if the gods want to stop me, I will kill the gods." His momentum was so strong that even the surrounding vegetation trembled and bowed his head in surrender to him.

"What a good baby!" He couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, he turned to look at his subordinates and asked triumphantly: "What do you think of this treasure?"

The next moment, his smile froze on his face.

What caught his eye were not the subordinates he had known for many years, but rather soft and slimy pieces of meat, waving countless tentacles, and making strange noises.

Ruel exclaimed and subconsciously took several steps back until he hit a tree and regained his balance.

But he immediately felt something was wrong. The feeling on his back was not the hard touch of trees at all, but a soft and sticky feeling that seemed to stick to his body.

He struggled hard and finally got free from the sticky thing. Looking back, he saw that there were no traces of trees in the place where the forest should have been. There were only tentacles dancing wildly, big and small, in a mess.

Looking closely, there were vague faces on those tentacles, and those faces seemed a little familiar.

He couldn't help but look more carefully, and saw that those originally blurry faces gradually became clear. Full of fur and hideous, short and thick nose, fangs outside the thick lips, scars on the face...

Suddenly, he woke up.

Those were the faces of his subordinates, the members of the Orc Wolf Riders!

At this moment, those faces that were not clear enough suddenly became clear, and they were all familiar faces to him! But these faces were completely different from the usual fierceness and obedience. Instead, they were full of fear, lifeless, and had the unique paleness of corpses.

Ruel roared loudly, quickly pulled out his scimitar, and was on guard carefully.

"You... what are you!" He roared, waving his scimitar to encourage himself, "You dare to play tricks in front of the bloody master, believe it or not, I will chop you into pieces!"

A strange laugh suddenly sounded in his ears, and he chopped at the place where the laughter came from without hesitation, but it fell into the air.

Turning his head, a monster with an orc's face, but covered with tentacles, and without even a fixed shape, was floating in the air, looking at him with those lifeless eyes.

A sharp sound like a cat's claws tearing steel came from what seemed to be the neck.

"Come back, come back to us."

Voices came from all directions, repeating "Come back, come back", these voices were high or low, old or young, but all of them were lifeless, and there was no vitality.

However, if you listen carefully, you can clearly hear endless joy from those voices.

Ruel screamed miserably, waving his scimitar, and rushed in the direction with the least monsters.

As a habitual bandit, he was afraid of death, but even if he died, he would never die at the hands of these weird monsters!

His intuition told him that if he fell into the hands of these monsters, he would be hard to die!

"King of Beasts (God of Orcs), please bless me!" He prayed, and ran forward desperately, trying to leave those monsters far behind.

However, for some reason, he was clearly running wildly, but he didn't feel like moving forward at all, and the surrounding scenery didn't change at all.

Looking down, he saw that there was no solid soil under his feet, but something that was wriggling, and there was cold mucus flowing on the surface of that thing, flooding over his instep.

Ruel screamed madly, waving his knife in all directions, although he couldn't cut anything, but he seemed to have regained his courage through this method, and even his feet were a little more stable.

"Come on! Uncle Ruel is not afraid of death!"

Those things with strange tentacles but the faces of his men approached quickly. Although they were not very powerful, they were sticky and tough. The sharp magic scimitars could not even leave a mark when they were chopped.

Ruel, who had been forced into a desperate situation, gritted his teeth and chopped desperately. If one slash didn't work, he would use two or three slashes; if the knife alone was not enough, he would punch and kick, and even bite with his teeth.

He could no longer remember how long it had been since he was in such a mess. His thoughts gradually became chaotic and vague, as if they were filled with semi-solidified grease, sticky and unclear.

It was unknown how long it had been, his scimitar was no longer in his hand, his hands and feet had lost their strength, and even his innate weapon - teeth, were so sore that he could not bite.

Those tentacles finally defeated him and entangled him tightly, tightening and making it difficult for him to breathe.

His vision gradually began to blur, and the extreme fatigue made his heart and lungs ache with every breath. However, compared with the pain from the deepest part of his head, the pain in his chest was nothing.

The pain that came from the deepest part of his head was so itchy that he wanted to smash his head with an axe, dig out all the brains, and throw them all on the ground and crush them.

But he could do nothing. He could only watch a huge tentacle with a blurry face slowly approaching him. A big mouth full of tiny teeth appeared on the tentacle at some point, and countless small teeth rubbed against each other, making a sharp sound.

For a moment, he felt that he should pray, but his mind was in chaos and he could no longer give a clear answer.

Who should he pray to? How should he pray? He didn't remember anything.

The next moment, he even forgot about "praying".

When he was entangled by the tentacles and sent into the huge mouth, he finally saw the face of the huge tentacle clearly.

It was his own face.

The last trace of clarity in my thoughts collapsed, leaving only endless sticky chaos. The bandit leader, who was only a humanoid body, grinned and revealed a weird smile.

"Hehe... Hehe... Oh hahahaha..."

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