As if he had collapsed, Jabus shouted at the villagers, whose minds went blank and overwhelmed.

"Yes, yes, pray, pray!"

In the light of the fire, the handsome leader lifted the woman by his neck and grinned: "Pray! I can't wait to see your despair, so pray...... What are you doing in a daze!!"

The sudden roar calmed everyone down, and some even burst into tears.

His mind swirled in Boneson's mind, and as he stood by and watched the scene, it always felt as if something wasn't quite right.

Why did that man call them to 'pray' and Jabbs happened to call them to 'pray' together...... Could it be that they were actually in a group, and they did this to make the villagers believe in the 'bloody hammer'?

For a moment, Boneson's mind was in a state of confusion.

He didn't know whether to interrupt these things or wait and see.

If he had opened his mouth to expose the matter, then those people would most likely have slaughtered the village in anger, and if they had waited and watched, they might have killed only some of them, and then after the villagers had prayed to Jabus, there would be a group of 'Jabuth's parishioners' or simply the gods behind him who would have pretended to send down divine punishment to end it.

What exactly should he do?

Just as Bonethan was thinking, those people in black also noticed his presence, exchanged glances, and three people moved their feet, suddenly ran in the direction of Boneson, and raised the weapons in their hands, as if to kill Boneson directly.

They're going to kill me!

Bonethan also noticed their movements for the first time, and after seeing their movements, he immediately understood.

Perhaps he was the target of these guys from the beginning, as the only retired adventurer in the village, the only one who had seen the big world, his existence was too much of a hindrance for these people, and it was very likely that their plot would be exposed, so it would be good if he couldn't open his mouth - and for ordinary people, dead people just can't speak!

Now that I don't have any equipment, it's wishful thinking to fight three guys who seem to be experienced in combat.

Gritting his teeth, Bonethan did not hesitate to turn and run away, and the three men kept chasing after him, vowing to cut him down by the sword.

"Quick, Boneson helped us get three people away! Pray quickly! As long as there are more people praying, my lord will definitely hear, pray quickly!!" Jabbs couldn't help but scream, and now his mind was blank, and the villagers who had no opinion trembled under his scream, and quickly raised their hands in his imitation.

"My lord, Bloody Hammer, please punish the wicked in front of me!" shouted Jabbs.

After him, the villagers also learned to shout: "My lord 'Bloody Hammer', please send down divine punishment to punish those wicked people in front of me!"

However, nothing happened.

The village was ablaze, and the screams and screams rose and fell.

When the handsome man saw this, he couldn't help but laugh, "What are you doing? Keep praying! But does it work? Hahahaha!"

The villagers were stunned because nothing had happened, but the sweaty Jabbs still closed his eyes, raised his hands in the air, shouted loudly, and kept repeating the words just now.

After seeing him do this, the villagers somehow felt a little confidence in their hearts, and gradually, they all prayed loudly with Jabus.

The voices of the prayers grew louder and louder, as if grasping at the last straw, and the villagers shouted as hard as they could, trying to grasp the glimmer of hope.

Suddenly, Jabbs opened his eyes, but his mouth did not stop, and he continued to shout.

But he quietly lowered his hands, took out two daggers, and exchanged glances with the people opposite.

His prayer began to tremble, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised, grinning in an evil arc.

Just as he was about to act, an abrupt wolf howl appeared!

"Whew-"

"The tyrannical priest of the Church Jabus, ha, has caught another big fish!"

The laughter was so sudden that both Jabbs's prayers and the handsome man's laughter came to an abrupt end.

The handsome man turned his head to look behind him in astonishment, only to see several sturdy men in black uniforms coming out of the firelight, each with a few corpses in their hands.

"Do you want to sacrifice an entire village like you did in the Principality of Sorrowful Winds?" the leader showed a mouthful of white sharp teeth, "You really dare to do such a thing in the kingdom!"

"It is said that persimmons should be pinched softly, but how do I feel that your brains don't seem to be enough?"

Another voice came, and Jabbs and the others turned their heads to see Boneson panting next to a pale, graceful young man.

"You, you ......" Jabbs's body suddenly trembled, as if he recognized it.

"What's wrong with us?" the stout man who spoke before sneered, "Your people have recruited everything, and the 'Bloody Hammer' wants to use extreme despair to restore his divine powers, don't think about it! ”

"'Legion of the Night', that's our name, but I don't think anyone knows that name......"

The young man sighed, "Stir up the fear in the hearts of the villagers by slandering us, then send other cultists to further amplify their fears, then pray to make the villagers grasp a glimmer of hope that seems to exist, and finally slaughter them and plunge them into endless despair as a sacrifice to your gods—you can do this kind of thing!"

Jabbs was stunned, as if he had been disheartened by what he had said all.

"Don't pretend!Jabus, if you give up so easily, your bounty wouldn't be so high!" the stout man mercilessly pierced Jabus's disguise.

In an instant, Jabbs's face became gloomy, and he couldn't stop looking left and right, trying to find a gap in the encirclement.

However, at some point, they were completely surrounded, and the besiegers were the 'vampires' and 'werewolves' he had been talking about.

Krylov III had already gathered them together and formed a corps.

Although they could not live in peace with each other, in order to repay the king's kindness, even if it was to cooperate with each other, they pinched their noses and did it.

"Because of the declaration of the goddess of progress, you want to harvest fear through chaos?" a sneer appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, "You are thinking too simply!"

“...... I surrender!" Suddenly, the handsome man who had not spoken until now threw down his weapon and hostage, and raised his hand in the air, "I am willing to betray the 'Bloody Hammer', as long as you can guarantee that I can live!"

"Grylls!!" Jabbs let out a roar of rage.

Grylls, on the other hand, did not show any expression, still raised his hands high, as if he was ready to sit still.

Sure enough, it's still a rabble......

The young man sighed, and with a wave of his hand, countless black shadows pounced down, drowning Jabbs in it.

From the beginning, they weren't prepared to stay alive, but it would be nice if they could get some news from the cultist.

。 m.