Banner of the Evil God

The sun was setting.

The huge square was now crowded with people, but in the middle of the crowd, there was a large empty space.

That was the execution ground.

Under the guillotine, blood was flowing like a river. Ten people were in a group, and in just half a day, more than 30 executions had been carried out here, and more than 300 people had been beheaded.

300 people may not seem like a lot, but it was actually a large number.

Their blood gathered under the guillotine, forming a daunting small pond, and their corpses were put back to the original place by Sui Xiong, and it was unknown how many people were frightened.

The strong smell of blood filled the air, and the cold and murderous atmosphere made all the audience feel heavy in their hearts. Even those who had avenged their great hatred gradually stopped laughing.

Even the executioners felt too much pressure. Although they claimed to kill people without blinking an eye, they had never killed so many people like today, mechanically killing people like killing pigs.

More importantly, many of the criminals they executed wore exquisite and even gorgeous clothes. It was obvious that they were not ordinary civilians, but at least rich people, and perhaps even nobles.

But these had no effect on Sui Xiong. He was strong-willed and would not be moved by these things. Moreover, with his magical powers, when he caught these people, he could see their sins and the resentment left by the people they had killed. Even if a person had a soft heart, he would not be merciful after seeing those heinous crimes.

So he just caught the villains one by one with a cold smile, tried them, executed them, and sent them back.

When the sun set, he looked at the sky and sighed softly.

"Let's stop here today, and continue the trial and execution tomorrow." After that, he took Steele and the executioners down the guillotine and went to the hotel they had contacted in advance.

"The killing today was really intense!" Steele laughed, "I have seen many dead people and murders over the years, but I have never seen such killings. Your Majesty, have you noticed? Among those executed today, there are many nobles!"

"I only care whether they are guilty or not, whether they deserve to die." Sui Xiong said lightly, "We can't kill good people by mistake."

"There are no good people in that kind of terrorist organization." An executioner said, "Good people can't survive in that kind of place. They either follow the same crowd, or are forced to leave, or they will be killed by them."

Sui Xiong nodded. Among those who were executed today, there were some who were good people at the beginning, but gradually became bad.

In fact, most members of the "Isis" organization may not be so bad at the beginning, but as the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black. It is inevitable that they will be affected after being with a group of brutal and violent fanatics for a long time.

That night, many people in the "Iron Sand City", the capital of the Western Wilderness, could not sleep all night.

Some people were too happy and excited to sleep, while more people were too nervous or worried to sleep.

Among those who were too scared to sleep, a small number of them were worried that the Orc Gods and the Void Mask would fight in Iron Sand City and they would be caught in the crossfire. Most of them recalled their lives and found that they had done a lot of bad things, or had some involvement with the "Isis" organization, and were worried that they would be killed by His Majesty the Void Mask.

When a knife is hanging over your head, no matter how fierce or slow a person is, he will be afraid.

And this night, many people fled overnight, trying to escape from the Western Wilderness.

These people were naturally members of "Isis". They had been lucky before, some hoped that they would not be discovered; some hoped that the Orc Gods they believed in could protect them from disasters; some were simply numb.

But after what happened during the day, they were all scared.

During the day today, many people witnessed their fellow believers being swept away by a tentacle that appeared out of nowhere. When they were sent back a while later, their heads and bodies were separated, and they became a corpse with residual heat.

Among those who were executed, there was a nobleman of high status. At that time, they were discussing things, and there was a priest of high level present. Seeing that his body was not cold yet, he hurriedly cast a resurrection spell, hoping to revive him. However, after the spell was cast, he could feel the divine power falling down and flowing into the corpse along his hands, making the corpse gradually rejuvenate, but he could not feel the soul of the dead returning.

Of course, he was unwilling to give up, so he asked everyone to pray with him, asking the gods of faith to help find the soul of the noble.

Then, he got the answer from the gods.

The soul of the dead has fallen into hell and was captured by the judges of hell. Once the soul of a sinner falls into the hands of the judges, it will be branded with the mark of hell. Even if the gods he believes in take the risk to take the soul back from hell, they cannot revive it.

Besides... How could a mere believer be worth the risk of death for the god to sneak into hell?

The judges of hell are very unfriendly to the gods. They always think that the gods' acceptance of souls into the kingdom of God is an act of obstructing judgment and violating the order of the world. If the gods dare to break into hell, they will be attacked by the judges immediately. Not to mention that the gods he believes in are only of medium power, even the top powerful gods among the gods will have no way out once they are besieged by the kings of hell!

At this point, even if it was a dead end, the priest had no choice but to give up. But before giving up, he asked curiously, after ordinary people die, it takes more than ten minutes to one or two hours for the soul to fall into the underworld, why is it so fast this time?

The answer of the god was that His Majesty the Void Mask had contacted the Judge of Hell specifically, and the messenger from Hell was waiting nearby.

This answer stunned everyone. They never dreamed that His Majesty the Void Mask had so many friends, and even the Judge of Hell had a friendship with Him!

Oh my God! Doesn't that mean that once you are caught, judged, and beheaded by Him, you will not only die, but you will not even be able to go to the Kingdom of God after death, but will fall into hell instead!

Thinking of this, everyone was horrified, you look at me, I look at you, each of them is pale, more miserable than the death of their parents.

They have done so many bad things, and they don't know how miserable they will be after falling into hell!

At that time, they really can't even die!

"Run!" the priest said in a deep voice, "If you stay in the Western Wilds, you will die!"

Everyone nodded silently, and then hurriedly went their separate ways, not even having time to pack up their property.

The family property can be packed up by the servants at home, but you have to do it yourself to escape.

Originally, these members of the "Isis" organization, as fanatical believers of the orc gods, were not afraid of death. In their view, death is nothing to be afraid of, it is nothing more than returning to the embrace of the great gods, continuing to serve and praise the gods in the kingdom of God. But who knew that His Majesty the Void Mask would do something so extreme that he would not only take their lives, but also send them directly to hell to let them accept the punishment of hell!

In this way, death is very scary!

Everyone ran very fast, but the news spread faster than they ran away. Before it was completely dark, the middle and high-level "Isis" organizations in the Iron Sand City area knew about it, so from the leaders to the runners, everyone ran faster than rabbits, just regretting that their parents didn't give them two less legs.

Just as they were fleeing in the night, Sui Xiong had already arrived in the underworld and was setting up a wine table to entertain a familiar yet unfamiliar friend.

The judge from hell, Baron Palin.

Today's second chapter, please vote for me!

Someone asked me: Are all restaurants with green signs bad?

No, of course not. In fact, in mainland my country, most restaurants with such signs are not the kind of lunatics who are still clinging to the traditions of the desert areas in the 7th century in the 21st century - but if you really see someone putting a kettle like that in the kitchen, you'd better walk a few more steps and change restaurants. Let's not talk about the hygiene issue. Are you sure you want to get close to a guy who thinks this is sacred and clean? Consider your personal safety first...