Evil will not deceive you

"You untouchables! How dare you!"

The lord looked at the untouchables rushing towards his warehouse, and angrily held his sword and rushed downstairs.

Although he was seriously injured, he was very aware of the consequences of letting these mobs go.

Once these mobs get benefits from him, it's over!

A sheep that has eaten meat is still a sheep! But the wolf character will awaken among them!

If they are not careful, they will immediately turn into ferocious beasts that devour their master!

So he has to stop these mobs!

"Get up! Get up quickly! Someone is rebelling!"

He kicked the wailing knights on the ground. Normally, he would speak softly and be considerate and generous, but now he can't. Now is a time when he is more dangerous than the orcs!

However, most of the knights lost any fighting power, and only a few could barely stand up.

However, what pleased the old lord was that although his son was also miserably trapped by the orcs, he still managed to stand up.

"Father, let's go together."

The noble's son also vomited a mouthful of blood, picked up his sword, and followed his father.

The old lord was about to nod, but when he thought that all the armor on them had been taken away by the orcs, and those that could not be taken away were destroyed, he was silent for a moment, and then shook his head.

"No, my son, you wait for me in the secret room. I will come back as soon as I go."

If there was armor, he would not hesitate to bring his son with him, but it would not work if he only had a sword.

"Father, I..."

The son wanted to say something else, but the old father had already signaled his trusted knight to take the son away. Then, he took his remaining men and rushed towards the crowd below.

As soon as he rushed out of the door, he saw that these untouchables had trampled the flowers planted by his deceased wife into a pair of mud. Not only that, they also rushed into his kitchen ferociously and took away the flowers in his manor. food.

"You mobs! Stop! Or I'll hang you!"

He roared angrily, and some people stopped, but the civilians with red eyes did not stop, and were still grabbing everything around them crazily.

The old lord knew that it was necessary to kill people at this time. Killing one or two people would keep everyone honest.

So, he tremblingly picked up his sword and rushed towards a man carrying sausages.

"I told you to stop!"

He has experienced hundreds of battles and even fought hand-to-hand with orcs. There is no way he could lose.

These civilians didn't even dare to look at him, so how could they fight him?

He couldn't lose.

However, he was not dealing with a group of rational people.

"Shut up! You idiot!"

An angry man suddenly slapped the lord in the face, causing him to pause in his charge. The next moment, an inexplicable anger appeared in his heart. He touched his face and found that his His face was actually covered with mud!

These untouchables! !

The old lord was so angry that he roared loudly again.

"Kill whoever doesn't stop! I only trigger those who robbed my things!"

However, this sentence had the opposite effect.

Because everyone thought of one thing.

They did not accept Li Ke's food, but they were still deprived of the last meal.

The next moment, the poor mother with red eyes roared and rushed towards the lord. The old lord did not take this woman into his eyes at all, but the next moment, a pitchfork lay across the path of his sword, and the next moment, he Although he opened the pitchfork in time, the poor mother had already cut the knife on his urgently raised arm.

How could he, who had experienced hundreds of battles, be killed by civilians even at this time?

However, at this time, someone yelled.

"The real lord is dead! He is an impostor! Kill him! Otherwise we will all die! Everyone, kill them!"

No one could recognize the owner of this voice, but the woman who knew her lord's character did not hesitate to chop again, and the man holding the pitchfork also knew that he would die if he did not kill the lord, and his eyes were red. He stabbed the pitchfork in his hand.

The old lord quickly raised his arm again, and the sharp fork broke through the expensive silk, exquisite gems and silver jewelry, and pierced directly into his arm.

The severe pain made him lose his mind all of a sudden. He looked at the woman and man with red eyes and roared out.

"Ah!! I'm going to kill you!!"

He's going to kill us!

The panicked villagers could not understand at this time that the lord just wanted to kill two people. They waved the things in their hands at the old lord in horror.

Fist, kitchen knife, hoe.

The old lord subconsciously hugged his head, but countless attacks knocked him to the ground. The knights around him wanted to save him, but unfortunately, as soon as they yelled out, several hoes suddenly fell down. down.

Without armor, even if one of them could fight three or four people, it would be useless in this situation.

However, at this moment, someone shouted out.

The villagers could not recognize the voice, but the voice seemed to be in their hearts.

"Someone betrayed us! They are unwilling to kill those who pretend to be lords! They are spies of the orcs!"

"The lord wants to kill everyone who steals from him!!"

Of course, people with some sense know that this is someone who wants to get rid of everyone, but at this time, no one has any sense.

To be precise, people lost their sense because they believed so strongly that the lord would kill everyone who stole from him.

Soon, the crowd surrounded them, and the lord's screams gradually became high-pitched, and then became weak. Finally, when people with blood-stained hands walked away from the dead lord in a daze, and almost turned into flesh, they came to their senses. , another voice spoke.

"The lord...his son didn't come."

The air suddenly became silent. The villagers did not speak, but looked at the luxurious manor in silence.

So within a short time, a fire broke out in the manor.

The flames illuminated the darkness and illuminated everyone. Their eyes regained their brightness, but everyone was very sad.

However, some people are very happy.

"Hahahahahaha!!! That's it! That's it! Blood and fire! That's it!"

Sironas laughed, looking at the burning manor and the villagers who were expressionless but covered in blood.

She loved this scene so much! I really like it!

The lambs awaken the demons in their hearts, and blood and fire bury all the glory and crown! A pure heart corrupted and turned into a devil! Light the flames of chaos in this world!

She just likes it!

And, although this scene is over, but——

Sironas looked at the crystal ball in her hand, her heartbeat kept accelerating, and the ground she was standing on was constantly wet with strange liquids. Her legs were trembling and weak, and she almost wanted to lie down on the ground, twitching constantly. .

This is the devil's entertainment.

destroy.

And destruction.

But Sironas didn't. Instead, she trembled and insisted on going to the next place, because she knew it very well.

She still has many scenes like this to watch!