The corpses were all over the ground, the blood was flowing all over the ground, and the evil ghosts on the ground that had been bitten by the orcs but were not dead had already shown their original form, with fangs growing out of their mouths and their eyes turning blood-red.

Roger pulled out the golden knife in his sleeve and walked up to him.

"Don't kill him, please, don't kill him, he's my husband",

A woman in the crowd cut off by the fallen angel shouted loudly, mixed with other begs for mercy and cursing, Roger looked back at her, lifted up the wounded demon that had become blue and fanged, and said, "See his appearance, is it your husband?"

"Yes, yes, please don't kill him, he finally came back", the woman knelt down with a "poof" and cried: "He's just sick, I'll take good care of him, he'll recover, if you kill him, I'll have nothing",

She burst into tears, pleading pitifully, and even the hard-hearted Oga couldn't bear to look at it for a while.

Roger looked at her in a daze, turned around for a long time and said, "Close your eyes, he won't recover",

Dropping the corpse in his hand, the golden knife stabbed mercilessly into the back of the demon's head, and a spirit floated out and dissipated into the air.

The woman's mournful wail resounded through the sky, and the miserable voice sent chills through Roger's heart.

"You devil, you must not die well",

"Demon, I curse you, as long as I live, one day you will be treated equally",

A vicious voice came from behind him, and a pair of resentful eyes were fixed on him.

Roger was silent and ordered all the corpses to be moved outside the village, and torches were lit to burn them all.

Roger watched quietly as the flames lit. His hands trembled. It seems to be cold. It seems that only when you get close to the flame will it be warmer.

It wasn't until the last corpse was completely reduced to ashes in the flames that he led the orcs and fallen angels away.

Behind him was the incessant sound of cursing.

The woman who had lost her husband wrote a curse on the earth with her blood, willing to give everything she could to let the demon suffer forever and forever

Roger's massacre soon spread to the villages in front, to the Valley of the Broken Head, and to the mainland.

No one thought that Roger would be so resolute, and no one would have thought that this move would provoke such a violent reaction from the people who were originally like water.

At the same time, the Protoss' extermination plan for the Terrans had also begun.

The Bomberman Alliance's crystal ball clearly captured the border villages west of the Norman Line, and began to die.

Completely wiped out, without a single living mouth, without any survivors.

And the resurrected Protoss also began to kill the human race.

The crystal ball was completely collected in the city of St. Panin, and the resurrected evil god sacrificed his "parents" to the flames. Smirked at their faces twisted in the flames, absorbing their fear.

And the resurrected God saw all this and did not act to stop it.

Everyone gasped.

Luo Jue said: "The evil god is different from the blood ancestor, the blood ancestor wants power, wants eternal life, wants the right to rule the continent, but will not want to kill the human race",

The faces of Xia Man and the others have changed.

At first, they had a glimmer of hope when they saw the resurrection of the righteous God, but in the end, things turned out to be the worst.

There's nothing wrong with Roger's decision, it's just that who understands him?

"Now, someone can understand him." Dante sighed.

Luo Jue shook his head: "The extinction of the Protoss only happened in Saint Panin, and it was extremely secretive. His pace will only get heavier and heavier",

In fact, Roger's march was far more difficult than expected, and the "small credit" of the puppeteer's expulsion of the Blood Ancestor had long since been wiped out with his massacre, and it became even more disastrous.

"Murderer", "Demon", "Butcher" are now his titles, and everyone is viciously scolding and cursing him, and they are as vicious as they can be, as if they want to use up all the vicious words in this world.

Of course, there were those who supported him, but those thin voices were soon drowned out in the curse of the crowd.

When he marched to the fifth village, it was empty, and all the villagers fled with their families when they heard the news of his coming, and they wrote curses on the ground with chicken blood, on the doors, and on the walls.

"Roger the Demon Doesn't Have a Good Death",

"Whoever killed the murderous demon Roger, I am willing to give everything",

"Demon Roger's family will die as soon as possible, no one will miss you",

"Begging the gods to take Roger's life, and take the lives of all the puppeteers",

Roger laughed it off, except that he looked colder, wrapped in a thick coat on a headless hellhorse.

They didn't go far, he ordered the orcs and the army of fallen angels to catch up with them, and once again slay the demons around them.

Those evil spirits are also the "relatives", "friends", "family" of these villagers,

Another killing, another fire, another vicious curse.

Roger still laughed, but his body wrapped in his coat was already trembling slightly.

"Roger, leave it to me next", seeing his state, Oga couldn't bear it.

"Ha, no," Roger's voice was still a little shaky as he spoke.

In the past, the population became more and more scarce, and the city of St. Panin posted an announcement that all those who were chased and killed by Roger could take refuge in St. Panin, and this holy city would be unconditionally tolerant and acceptable.

Roger led an army of orcs and fallen angels in pursuit, killing 300 demons in Dabie Gully outside Gregor and burning their corpses.

The people who had survived the siege of the rock demons and monsters had returned to Gregor, standing high on the walls and looking at Roger from afar.

Looking at the lonely figure he led the orc army towards St. Panin, there was a sigh on the city wall.

"He was a student of Adams, and he lived up to the name of crape myrtle",

Liuyundao.

"I was very dissatisfied when I lost to him, but now, I am convinced, the championship of the Sankui League belongs to him",

Ah Lian said.

Unfortunately, this rare recognition Roger was destined not to hear, and he marched all the way to St. Panin, where all the demons he encountered died under the sharp teeth of the beasts, and on the afternoon of the fifth day he finally arrived at St. Panin with a murderous army.

The city was still shrouded in a giant face, and its gates were open, selflessly accepting people and demons who had taken refuge from all over the continent.

This door is the hope of survival for those people, but for Roger it is the unpredictable, the beginning of a life of death.

"Enter and slay all the demons",

"And the Protoss"

With a roar, the orc army stomped through the earth and rushed into the gates of St. Panin.

Outside the Valley of the Guillotine a group hurried to the north, in the direction of St. Panin.

And a group of men in animal skins and bows and knives in the north of St. Panin also walked out of the forest. (To be continued......)