As the sun passed noon, the neighing of exhausted horses suddenly came from the fleeing chariot and horse caravan, and then at least a dozen horses slowed down and were left behind by the brigade. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the poorer of this group, and they are not riding the kind of special horses that have the blood of Warcraft and can gallop thousands of miles, but the horses of ordinary adventurers.

Of course, the horse is also a good horse, and it is definitely not comparable to ordinary bad horses, but from the beginning of the night to the present, no matter how exhausted the horse is.

The knights on horseback were equally exhausted, and they looked at the caravan of chariots and horses that were going away without stopping, and were silent for a moment, and then stopped with a sigh.

"It can't be helped. One of the stronger members of the group said, "We're probably going to have to flee here." ”

"What's next?" asked the other, "where are we going?"

"Where to go, is it a big difference?" said the man who spoke before angrily, "In the face of a true god, fleeing to anywhere is almost the same. ”

"Maybe it's better to escape to the temple. Another said, "Let's find a temple." ”

"Even the priest of the temple is running with us, do you think people are stupider than you?" the stronger sneer, casually found a relatively flat grassland and lay down, "I figured it out, just lie here." His old man wants to kill me, and I'm the same everywhere. At least give me a breath before I die. ”

When everyone saw this, most of them also found a place to sit or lie down.

After running away for most of the night and half the day, they also understood that this escape was pointless. When I was still running away before, it was just out of a herd mentality, or the selfish idea of "I don't want to be faster than my companions, just run faster than the tiger", but now that I have calmed down, I naturally figured it out.

That kind of thinking is nothing more than a delusion. Recalling the scene of His Majesty's arrest of people today, there are no rules at all, neither who catches whom slowly, nor who catches whom quickly, and it doesn't even have anything to do with status, status, personal strength, etc., and I don't know what the jellyfish god thinks.

Maybe...... It's really just a random scratch.

After figuring it out, the power that had been supporting them to escape naturally dissipated completely.

If it's the same whether you run away or not, why run away?

"I'm so stupid, really!" said an older man, sighing, "at least be comfortable lying at home and waiting to die." In that case, I'd still be lying on a soft bed, well fed...... Well, the bottle of good wine that I was hiding in the cupboard and didn't want to drink, I knew I should have drunk it......"

His words resonated with everyone, and for a while everyone lamented their stupidity, but sighing was useless, and they could only sigh.

At this moment, one of the people in this group was suddenly entangled by tentacles that appeared out of thin air, and disappeared without a trace before he had time to exclaim. After a while, the detached corpse, which was still spurting blood, was thrown in place by the reappeared tentacles.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who opened the mouth, and someone shouted "run".

So they immediately got up, got on their horses, and began to gallop again.

This time it was only a short time before the horses, which had not been well rested, and were so high that they were almost still feverish, foamed at the mouth and could no longer run.

And it was during this time that the tentacles reappeared and swept away another person.

No one saw his body, but everyone knew that he was dead.

"The horse can't run, what should I do?"

"The horse can't run, we can still run!"

"But what's the point of running like this?"

There is no answer to this question, and no one can say it.

Actually, there is still meaning. Even if it is just a little farther away from the terrifying jellyfish god, it can make them feel a little more comfortable in their hearts.

Even though it's just an illusion, even though this distance is useless, even a straw must be firmly grasped by those who are about to drown.

After staggering and running for a while, someone finally couldn't help it and shouted: "Lao Tzu can't die at the hands of a jellyfish!"

He roared, pulled out the knife, and slashed it across his neck, and suddenly blood gushed out, and the whole person fell down softly, seeing that he could not live.

The crowd that was still running as hard as they could stopped, you look at me, I look at you, and finally their eyes fell on the man who was still foaming blood and had not completely lost his breath.

Wiping the neck won't die so quickly.

But...... Seems like a solution?

After all, if you commit suicide, at least your soul won't be sent to hell. They are all devout disciples of the orc gods, and they have been working for the gods all these years, and they have worked hard without merit, so they should be taken to the kingdom of God.

However, it only took a moment for something desperate to happen.

A black-robed figure with a scythe in hand appeared next to the man who was about to die completely, swinging the scythe and slashing through his body.

The scythe did not hurt his body, but it hooked his soul like a hook, dragging his soul out of his body like a specimen nailed by a needle, unable to move.

The black-robed figure holding the scythe immediately disappeared with the hooked soul, and in the whole process, he didn't even glance at the people around him.

Even so, the eerie chill he exuded, the cold and serious aura that made all the wicked people creep, had already clearly told everyone around him his identity.

Legend has it that the spirits of the wicked will be captured before the messengers of the gods and escorted to hell.

"How...... How is that possible?!" a man cried out in a gaffe, "can't you even kill yourself?"

"Our ...... What about our Majesty? He ...... He shouldn't ...... Messengers should not be sent to pick up ...... Pick us up?" the other man trembled, even to speak.

He can't really be blamed for this, seeing that no matter whether they are judged to kill or commit suicide, they will eventually go to hell, they are really desperate to the extreme.

I don't know who started, someone knelt on the ground and prayed in a low voice.

"O Lord of my service, have mercy on me, and take away my soul, that I may not fall into hell. ”

So they all followed suit and prayed.

But it doesn't help.

Moments later, Sui Xiong's tentacles reappeared, swept a man away, took him to the guillotine, stated the crime, and announced the punishment.

Death penalty.

Then, decapitation.

The messenger of hell took his soul.

During the whole process, the orc gods did not react at all.

In the "Endless Wilderness", Lefeng, the main god of the orc god system, watched this scene in the world, shook his head, and sighed deeply.

He knew that this was just the beginning.

Just the beginning......

"Your Majesty, this is not going on!" one of the gods advised, "even if we don't stop the Void Mask from arresting and executing people, at least we should bring back those souls who committed suicide." ”

"Hell has a tough attitude this time. Le Feng shook his head and said, "Unless we want to really start with them, we can only give in this time." ”

"But...... The souls of believers are our own property!" said another deity angrily, "How can those hell guys put their hands into our bowls and grab food!"

"Hell has always declared that all souls should be judged justly after death and be held accountable for what they did during their lifetime. They have always condemned the act of our gods to set up the kingdom of God to take the souls of believers, which is a violation of the world order and a rebellion against the Great Cycle...... Let's fight a few battles for this...... "If we don't give in this time, we will definitely have another battle." ”

"Did I get a good fight?" asked Levon as he looked around.

The gods pondered, and someone whispered: "Those guys in hell, if you leave the underworld and hell, your combat power will decline......"

"But I bet that if we fight Hell, the gods of humanity will unite with Hell and attack us. "In that case, we will surely lose." ”

He sighed again and said, "Bear with me, the future is still very long, and the bad effects of this time will be eliminated by time sooner or later." In a hundred years, who will remember this event?"

The orc gods sighed and looked at each other speechlessly. (To be continued.) )