Cthulhu Gonfalon

"This is the rambler of Qingquan Mountain, a girl who brings berries and fresh grass to all kind creatures and sings in the spring breeze."

"Long time and longitude!"

"...you don't have to be so polite, really." The faint smirk smiled and handed a basket of fresh berries that seemed to be still dewy. "Maybe you really know me, but say." Long time, I don’t even believe in myself."

Yuxiong took the basket and smiled slyly.

This **** is right, the **** of berries and fresh grass, especially why you don’t say "long-term", even the impression is very vague, only know that it is a friend of the goddess of spring water, or one of the subordinates, one more word The information is gone.

The congratulations of the good gods have come to an end, and now they are congratulations to the gods who are weak in power. Their popularity is low and their strength is very poor. Many of them even have no formal churches and shrines. Only some priests guarded several large and small altars and barely maintained their faith.

Of course, they can't give any decent gift, such as the **** of berries and fresh grass, and give him a basket of berries that are blessed with divine power. This berry is eaten by mortals, and it can be used to keep fit, but I am afraid that even the longevity can not be achieved. Compared with the gifts given by the first few gods, it is a difference between heaven and earth.

But Xiong Xiong did not even look down on them. It’s a visitor in the distance, and there are guests coming from afar. It’s a pleasure! It’s a thousand miles to send goose feathers and it’s a lighthearted feeling. These gods come far more than a thousand miles away. Don’t say that it’s still a good thing to send, even if you pick a flower as a gift, even if there are only a few congratulations in both hands, he will very happy.

Today is a happy day!

Seeing the last good **** shrine also congratulated on the completion, the transformation of the light disappeared, and left. Yan Xiong is planning to address the mortals in the Nether City, and to thank the gods, and the light flashes, and Jorga Deman has stepped on the Hongqiao, which has not yet dissipated.

“Congratulations!” He said.

Yan Xiong can't smile: "Big brother, you also join in the fun... You fight with me, congratulations!"

"I'm not talking about this." Jorga Deman smiled and took out a familiar package in his hand and unfolded on the spot.

Inside the parcel, it is a black armor warrior who is **** with golden light like a rope, and is even more bruised and bruised, but still struggling.

"God of fear?!" A sigh of relief, the gods next to it could not help but exclaimed.

"This guy is also shrewd, wanting to go from **** to hell, and then escape from **** to the abyss." Jorga Deman smiled and said, "To be honest, he really missed my expectations, let me take him. I have lost it."

"It's a pity that he did too much bad things and was destined to die in our hands. In Hell, he was hit by a new hunter of the Hellboys. The young Hellboy recognized him at a glance. While sending out the help signal, they led the men to entangle him, and soon the nearby barons came to support. Soon the two marquis also arrived with a large number of people... He struggled for a long time and could not escape. I got the news from a believer who was also a baron in hell, hurried to rush and seized him."

Yan Xiong couldn't help but smile: "He is deserving of this!"

"Yeah, deserve it!" Jorga Deman nodded and smiled. "I wanted to execute him on the spot, look at the time, and find that there are just good gods to give gifts. I pondered it - I am also one of the good gods. It’s not a bad thing to get together, right? So I sent him."

This is why he understands the cause and effect. He looks at the **** of fear who is still struggling to lie on the ground. He frowns angrily and asks, "What are you going to do with him?"

"This is going to ask you." Jorga Deman shrugged his shoulders and said with ease: "You are the suffering master, and the power to dispose of him deserves to belong to you. Of course, this decision should also come from you."

Yan Xiong looked at the **** of fear coldly, the former lord of the evil gods alliance, the main **** of fear of the gods, the most horrible horror of the evil gods, and now he has fallen to the extreme, even though he has not given up his life. I am struggling to break free from the ropes of Jorga Deman’s divine power, but anyone can see that he has not had a chance.

According to Yu Xiong’s character, this time it should be changed directly to the forty-meter-long knife, and the bad guy is smashed and slashed, and a joke that he saw on the Internet has become a reality. But he changed his mind and changed his mind.

"This guy has a lot of enemies, right?" he asked.

"Of course." Jorga Deman said, "Even if I am so gentle and kind, good old man, He can offend me, who else has no enmity with him?"

Yan Xiong grinned in his heart and looked at Vier.

Vier took a moment, thought about it, and said seriously: "Yes, the good gods have almost a bit of hatred with him. There are several people who fall under him."

Yan Xiong touched his hand: "Good! Then I have a way! Let's open a public trial."

"Public review conference?" Friends are a glimpse, look at me, I look at you, I don't know what it means.

"When the good gods came to congratulate me, I always wanted to say how to return. I opened a public trial, let everyone judge him and decide how he should be punished. This is no better!" The eyes are gradually getting brighter.

The friends listened to each other, but when they thought about it, they felt that Xiongxiong said it very well.

For the good gods, is there any return that can make them more happy than the **** of evil fear?

For the **** of fear, the best way to completely eliminate the influence of His remnants is to engage in a public trial, so that everyone can see the so-called "the head of the evil gods". However, after seeing the bad guys, there is no such thing. Good end. In this way, who else will be afraid of this villain who will be arrested and publicly tried and punished?

"It's a good idea!" Morani laughed. "I agree!"

"Yeah! It's a good idea!" Ariel nodded again and again. "This is a way of scribbling the roots and completely destroying his beliefs. You can be sure that even if someone inherits the "fear" in the future, he will not let him have The possibility of a half-resurrection."

"Just... I always feel that this guy is also a powerful god, a master of the gods, and finally ended up so badly, but also to be judged publicly. It is a little sad to be pointed by the little people who did not see him in the past. Ah!" the goddess of wealth, Manis, sighed.

"Let's live!" The black and white bear guardian god, who has rarely spoken, silences the warrior ink, and it is rare to say a word.

After everyone discussed it, this matter was fixed. Therefore, Xiong Xiong made a heroic post and invited all the gods to come to the main plane. He then arranged the meeting place of the public trial with friends to let everyone come to judge the **** of fear.

Ogmandin looked at it all silently, but in addition to the melancholy melancholy and fear of the rabbit, there was another special feeling.

That was the feeling that when I saw the great Winner, the first time I followed the battle, defeated the enemy, and won.

Excited, excited, and passionate.

In the face of the Void, He saw a similar light to His Majesty, but it was clearer and more dazzling.

This big jellyfish not only can defeat the enemy to win, but also can spread the light of victory. As long as you follow Him, you will be able to have a brilliant future!

He couldn't help but smile when he thought of it.

(When Winner squats, you really deserve to be my lord! I have to witness this scene myself, in order to understand things, you must have already understood it!)

Thinking of this, He no longer hesitated and walked up.

"The vacant mask is squatting, I have something, I am going to take it now."

I was wondering how to arrange the squad of the public trial venue, and turned to look at him: "What? If you want to plead for this guy, you can't! I said that this guy is dead, and nothing is dead." ”

"No, I have to say something else." Ogmanding smiled and said, "It is much more important than the life and death of a **** of fear."

This time, not only did Xiong Xiong live, but the gods who had made good friends with him also stunned. Even the news of the news, the powerful good gods who rushed to come, were stunned.

Is there anything else in the world that is more important than a powerful power?

Under the watchful eyes of the gods, Ogmanding took another step forward, kneeling in front of the male, and untied the sword that the **** of war handed over to him before the departure. lift.

"The great void mask, your bravery and justice, make us war gods admire the gods. From today, our war gods are willing to obey your orders, accept your leadership, and serve you as our ally. ”

"This is the sword of the **** of war. Please accept it as a proof that we are obeying you."

Yuxiong stunned, his friends stunned, and the good gods who came to attend the public meeting also stumbled.

Inside the Pantheon, there is silence at the moment, and the birds are silent.

No one had thought that the war gods had been conquered by the void mask after eating and losing, and decided to worship him as the lord.

No one would think that this is Ogmanding’s self-assertion, and the sword that is being lifted by him is evidence. This is the sword of Warner, the **** of war. It is not so much a weapon, but a ritual, a love that He never leaves.

Even the swords were sent out, and the determination of the war gods is evident!

Yuxiong hesitated for a while, look at you, look at him again, and finally his eyes fell on Ogmanding.

Then he smiled and took the sword.

"Do not worry, I will not live up to your trust and expectation from me!"