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The "Great Purge" launched by Hygeson and Haas at the Gnoll command was remarkable, and in just three days they had eliminated hundreds of priests and low-ranking Overseers, who were descendants of Old Manson, and at least a third of them were connected to Dusk.

When Lena hunted old Manson before, she said that the gnolls had the stench of dusk.

This is not just a metaphor, after a long period of contact with those Extinctionist cultists, it is a group of subspace minions, even if they disguise it well, the power they serve will have a weak impact on their existence.

It's like the Dusk Minions have a special status of "Dusk Minions".

This effect is difficult to detect at the level of conventional forces, but once it is a matter of faith and rises to the level of divine observation, those changes can be clearly perceived by "professionals" like Ugson.

As the purge progressed, after the disguise of loyalty was revealed, not to mention Hygeson, even the old Overseer of Haas, who was born in the Bloodscar Clan, was taken aback by the tragic reality.

"I don't understand, how do those cultists stretch their hands so long?"

In the Valley of Shadows, Overseer Haas looked at the statistics on the animal skin scroll in front of him, and asked Hygsen with an ugly face:

"The captured priests, the Overseers, who live among us, most of them are red-rooted members of the Blood Scars, who are supposed to be the most devout believers of our God, but who are in league with a group of destroyers under the spirit of the gnolls.

Old Manson's case is not a special case, those bastards hook up with Dusk just for a little scraps, just like the wild dogs domesticated by Dusk, it's a shame for the Gnolls!

We should probably tell Chief Amot about this."

"Are you serious?"

Whitson glanced at the capable old Overseer in amazement, and said:

"Do you think Chief Amot is unaware of this situation?

Manson is his most trusted assistant, and I know you've imagined things bad, but think about it worse.

If even my adoptive mother, Potana, the Grand Chief of the Splittal Clan, is a collaborator of Dusk, then do you think the remaining chieftains are really that clean? Do you think they really haven't been in private contact with Twilight? ”

"This"

Old Overseer Haas's tail was lowered, and he didn't dare to think any further.

"Twilight is a bunch of cunning dogs, they don't just recruit the gnolls as one of them, they use the name of 'cooperation' to lure our fellow citizens in high positions, like my mother.

Haas, I have been through the war in the Black Flame Pass in its entirety.

I know very well that my poor mother is being toyed with by Twilight, and that Manson is the second bloody example, and I don't deny that Twilight is so powerful that you can work with them for anything you want, and they can come up with all sorts of magical things to satisfy your desires.

For example, the nezumi, for example, Manson's dangerous strange object that can open the gap in subspace.

But all this 'help' comes at a price.

The price is already secretly marked when they are delivered to you. ”

Xu Gesen whispered:

"How generous they are when they help, how harsh they are when it comes to collecting interest, and once you lose your value and don't want to join them, then Manson is the end for us.

Let me tell you another secret.

You know, I am the son of the Lord of the Biting Bone, and when Chief Potana picked me up, I had with me a copy of Lord Philet's Codex, which detailed the reasons and the whole process of the Lord of the Biting Bone for establishing faith in our people.

The Lord of the Hunt is the image of a civilization compiled by Lord Philei from all the legends of the gnolls.

He was supposed to be the best and most influential totem of civilization for the Gnolls, however, this path to god-making that should have been smooth went wrong at the beginning.

My God is polluted"

"God's Chosen One! Sincerely! ”

Old Overseer Haas was so frightened that the hairs on his tail exploded, and he made a gesture to cover his mouth, apparently startled by what Hurgeson had said.

But the Chosen Overseer glanced at it and said:

"This matter is not a secret in the Bloodscar Clan, Manson spoke to me on the night of the fall of the Black Flame Pass, and it did not deny the truth, indicating that the High Priests know the truth, you are the Grand Overseer of the Bloodscar Clan, I don't believe you haven't heard similar rumors!

What's more, I'm not afraid of a single divine choice, what are you afraid of?

The Lord of the Hunt is about to be born, but He has not yet been born, and His ability to influence the physical world is very limited.

It is because I am closest to Him that I know Him well enough.

Just talking about these things won't be noticed by Him, so be bold and don't let me despise your guts. ”

"Well, I've heard some similar nonsense."

Haas was framed by Shügerson's words, and the old gnoll had some regrets about coming to discuss the topic of twilight with the Chosen One, but now Shügerson was staring at it, apparently asking it to make a statement.

Haas could not pretend not to hear it in this case, and it was very stiff and very restless moving its body, saying:

"But I'm not a priest, and I don't care much about these things, Chief Amot says that my god is about to be born, and I think it's better to have a god than nothing, as the case of the Black Flame Pass has proven.

The civilization camp has their gods to help, but we have nothing.

If the gnolls had a god to protect us at birth, our days in the Dark Mountains would not have been so bad.

Black Plague

Hehe, it sounds majestic, but if it wasn't really impossible to live, who would want to rush out with the strength of the whole clan every hundred years? Don't you want to grab some more fertile land to feed our people?

My lord, I don't want to get involved in the terrible secrets between the gods!

I only want to fulfill my duty as an Overseer and achieve victory for my people, just as the Lord of the Bite Bone was one step away from victory. ”

That's the statement.

Shügesen nodded, and it did not force the Haas Overseers, but only waved its paws and said:

"You just have to have a number in your own mind, and if it's really for the sake of your people, then you should think about it when you have another choice in the future. Since you don't want to get involved in this, then cooperate with me and do what you have to do.

I assure you, what I'm doing right now may seem cruel, but it's not bad for our civilization.

Part of our civilization has decayed, and we have to dig up the rotten flesh so that others can live better.

As for God.

Oh, you just said something wrong, the gnoll man was born with his own god, he has always been there, but we have forgotten him, my ancestor the king of the biting bones made the lord of the hunt, but it has another faith!

For Lord Philae, the so-called Lord of the Hunter was only a tool for conquest.

This is a secret that only the Children of the Biting Bone know, and it is for this reason that my brother, Gelman Bitern, who is unaware of my existence, is so dismissive of the Lord of the Hunt! ”

"I don't think I should listen to it, Lord Chosen One, these secrets tonight are enough to frighten me, a rough gnollore."

Haas grew terrified.

It just wants to get away from the hunting genius in front of it that has begun to "talk nonsense", but one thing it can be sure of is that Xu Gesen is not crazy!

It's very sober, even a little too sober.

Instead of whining about itself, it wants to join it in something it's going on, and those things must have something to do with the secrets of the King of Biting Bone.

Truth be told, Haas wanted to join for a moment, after all, what gnoll isn't a loyal fan of the King of Biting Bone?

"Then you go, reorganize our legion according to our previous plan, and after the subspace aura created by Old Manson in Bafengte Canyon is weakened, we will lead people to rush over and kill into the filthy swamp!"

Xu Gesen said in a deep voice:

"I want to carry out a real black plague, I want to learn from my ancestors to complete the great conquest that it failed to complete, whether it is won or lost does not matter to me, even if this fate is buried in the path of conquest is a perfect ending for me.

But the remnants of twilight must be cleansed!

I'll do it myself. ”

"God's Chosen One! Something happened! ”

While Hygeson and Haas were discussing important matters, a bloodscar priest who had been verified to have nothing to do with Dusk hurriedly came running and shouted to Hurgeson in great panic:

"There is a vision of the statue of my god, the priests have never seen a similar scene, we cannot decipher the oracle of my god, please go to the statue shrine immediately."

"Huh?"

Xu Gesen let out a confused nasal voice.

It stood up and strode out of its tent, only to look up to see a strange fire burning around the wooden statue of the Lord of the Hunt erected in the center of the valley, not a corporeal flame but more like a gathering of blood-colored power, and the resemble roar of the Lord of the Hunt.

Vast swaths of frightened gnolls fell to their knees around the idols and continued to worship, while others brought bloody prey as sacrifices in the hope of appeasing the wrath of the gods.

Such a foolish and barbaric scene reminded him of the images of the golden age that Lord Philae had projected in his mind, and that gnolls like them had a great mission in that time, wise and powerful, the most powerful assistants of the Creator.

They wouldn't have been so frightened by an evil god as they are now.

What a shame.

Thinking so, the Chosen strode silently to the floating blood-colored streamer-lit sculpture, and in full view of everyone, it stretched out its claws to bypass the surrounding blood-colored flames and touched the idol of the Lord of the Hunt.

A series of visionary images appeared in Xu Gesen's mind, allowing him to see the scene of the jackal being hunted and sacrificed by the goat people cultists in the Bafengte Earth Palace.

This kind of torture is not the point.

The Lord of the Hunt is not the kind of good god who cares about the life or death of his followers, and what really makes him angry is that the goatmen sacrificed the masochistic soul of the gnolls to another evil god.

In the flickering light and shadow of the Lord of the Hunt, Xu Gesen could clearly see that the strange black sand shape of the Lord of Bafeng Te devoured the souls of the jackals and weaved them into the nodes of mutated dreams, and a large number of goatmen cultists worshipped under the dungeon, and the scene was full of indescribable depravity.

This is the source of the wrath of the Lord of the Hunt.

All those souls should have belonged to Him!

All souls who have died in war, hunting, and torture should return to His kingdom of hunting, but Lord Baphont has taken those souls.

He is the race god of the gnolls, the main priesthood of the Lord of the Hunt, and arguably the actions of the Nightmare Tyrant at this time are the most terrible provocation for a god.

No wonder this makes the yet-to-be-born Lord of the Hunt so angry, the disgusting other paw stealing meat from the Lord of the Hunt's plate.

Can this be endured?

The unformed mind of the Lord of the Hunt roared in Whitsen's mind, commanding that his powerful Divine Chosen Ones personally go out to eradicate Lord Bafon and his cultists, and offer to him the battered souls of those goatmen, the plunder from other divinities would make the Lord of the Hunt come into life faster.

Xu Gesen nodded in agreement, and the blood-colored flames that surrounded the statue quickly dissipated.

The Chosen One turned and shouted to all the gnolls who were watching it behind him:

"My God is angry!

Because an evil god has taken the souls of the brave and used them in evil rituals, just beneath the Great Palace of Bafengt, an evil demon known as the Nightmare Tyrant is slaughtering the vanguard we have sent, the greatest provocation for the Lord of the Hunt and the Gnolls!

A harsh response must be given!

The Lord of the Hunt needs the true pious to spontaneously form a 'Punishment Army' to go to the Earth Palace to carry out punishment, and only those jackals who are most loyal to our god are eligible to join and win the glory of the hunt for our god.

But we're in the midst of a black plague, so this Punishment Army can't be too numerous to interfere with our war offensive in Transasia!

I have to be selective. ”

Xu Gesen's gaze swept over the agitated gnolls in front of him.

It remembered in its mind what the Lord of the Biting Bone had told it that in order to match the wolf's actions in the Dark Mountains, Hygesen had to find a way to consume the most loyal savage minions of the Lord of the Hunt.

The Chosen Overseers have been preparing for this.

It had planned to send these guys to fight the undead Immortals of Translancia, but the matter of the Bafengte Great Palace was a better opportunity.

The now irritable Lord of the Hunt himself spoke, and immediately justified this somewhat despicable act of consumption.

And the moment the Chosen One's voice fell, the fanatics of the Bloodscar Clan jumped up and introduced themselves, these guys had a fanatical light shining in their eyes, and they even carved words of worship for the Lord of the Hunt on their fur, apparently the "fanatics" of the Gnolls.

Xu Gesen was satisfied, as the Chosen One, it could easily perceive the "distance" between a gnoll and the Lord of the Hunt, and this time it chose all those who were closer to the Lord of the Hunt.

This scene fell into the eyes of the Haas Overseers, and the old gnoll fell into a silent silence.

If it hadn't been for the conversation just now, it wouldn't have any special feelings about all of this.

Gnolls are a wild race, and it is their racial nature to strike hard when they encounter such a provocative situation.

But it had just had an unsettling conversation with Shügerson, so the scene became "meaningful" in the eyes of Overseer Haas, and it couldn't help but be creepy when you thought about it.

Archoverseer Hurgeson says it is going to carry out a "purge" of its own army.

Now it seems that it may be purging not only the self-inflicted destroyers who have an affair with the twilight, but also the fanatics of the Lord of the Hunt, no wonder the casualties of the Bloodscar Priests and the Hunter Electors in the war in the Barren Mountains are so exaggerated

Chergeson's "purge" of these guys probably began at the beginning of the war.

This guy!

It's so shrewd that it doesn't look like a gnoll, is this the power of the bloodline of the King of Biting Bone?

But that's not right either.

Another grandchild of the Biting Bone King, the Grand Chief of the Biting Bone Clan, Gelman Bitingbone, did not show the same shrewdness and restraint as Xu Gesen, in contrast, Gelman may have inherited the brutal and powerful side of the Biting King, and was more like a standard gnoll.

But the Haas overseers did not interrupt the process.

It pretends not to see anything.

Xu Gesen gave it the opportunity to join just now, but it refused, and if it interfered in private, it would be easy to get involved in it.

However, the old Overseer couldn't help but ponder another question as he quietly turned away, and the Grand Overseer Hygson had just told him that he wanted it to think seriously if a second option arose in the future. Is this also a warning?

But for the gnolls, apart from the lord of the hunt, is there really a second faith that opens its arms to them?

Ah, in these terrible times, everyone has to choose their own side, and it's not as simple as choosing one of several options, especially for a race like the Gnolls, it's a matter of life and death.

They unleash the Plague to live better.

They obey the teachings of the Lord of the Hunt for the same reason, and if the second option that Hurgeson spoke of really exists, it means that the gnolls must pay a more real and harsh price.

That's not a good thing, but the world is never gentle for them.

It's too hard.

It's too hard to make the right choice at the right moment or live with dignity on this continent.

(End of chapter)