Cthulhu Gonfalon

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The sun was sinking in the west.

The huge square was crowded with people now, but there was a large empty area in the center of it.

That was the execution ground.

There was a river of blood under the guillotine now. With ten people in each group, shortly in half a day, there had been more than 30 executions here, and more than 300 people had been beheaded.

Three hundred didn't sound like a large number, but actually, it was.

Their blood gathered under the guillotine and formed a terrifying little pond. Their bodies were returned to the original place where they had been caught by Sui Xiong, and that frightened countless people.

The air was full of the strong smell of blood, and the serious atmosphere made the audience feel heavy in their hearts. Even those who just got revenge for themselves gradually lost their smiles.

Even the executioners felt stressed. Although they always boasted about killing people without blinking an eye, they had never killed so many people like killing pigs.

More importantly, many of the criminals they executed today were dressed in exquisite or even gorgeous clothes, and others would know that they were not ordinary people at first glance. They were rich people at least, maybe even aristocrats.

But that had no influence on Sui Xiong. He had a strong mind and would not be touched by such things. Moreover, when he caught these people with his magic power, he could see their sins and the complaints made by those who had been bullied by them. Even those who were soft-hearted would never be merciful to these guys if they saw their countless terrible sins.

Thus, with a cold smile, Sui Xiong grabbed these evil guys one by one, tried them, sentenced them, and then sent them back.

When the sun went down to the west, he looked at the sky and sighed softly.

"Let's stop here today. We'll continue the trial and execution tomorrow." With that, he took Steele and the executioners off the guillotine and went to the hotel he had reserved beforehand.

"What a great today!" Steele laughed. "I've seen many dead people and murders over the years, but I've never seen anything like that of today. Did you notice, Your Majesty? There were many nobles among the people executed today!"

"I only paid attention to whether they were guilty or not, and whether they deserved to die or not," Sui Xiong said casually. "We can't kill good people by mistake."

"There will be no good people in that kind of terrorist organization," one of the executioners said. "Good people can't survive in that place. Some of them have to follow the evil guys to do evil things, and some are forced to leave. Sometimes, they are even killed by those evil guys."

Sui Xiong nodded. Among those who were executed today, even if they had been good at first, they gradually learned to be evil.

In fact, the majority of the members of Isis were not necessarily evil at first. However, one would be influenced by the environment they were in. These good people had stayed with a group of ferocious fanatics for a long time, so they were unavoidably affected by them.

That night, in Iron Sand City, the capital of the western wilderness, many people couldn't fall asleep all night.

Some people were too happy, so they couldn't fall asleep due to excitement; others were sleepless because of nervousness and worry.

As for those who were nervous, a small part of them was afraid that they would be hurt or even killed accidentally if the Orc gods fought with the Void Mask in Iron Sand City. Most of them remembered their lives and found that they had done a lot of bad things or had some involvement with Isis, and that made them worry whether they would be punished by the Void Mask.

When the knife hung over your head, no matter how fierce or dull you were, you would feel scared after all.

And this night, many people ran away overnight to flee from the western wilderness.

Naturally, they were members of Isis. They had thought that they might escape the punishment. Some of them had hoped that they wouldn't be discovered, some of them had hoped that the Orc gods they had believed in would protect them from the punishment, and others were just dull.

But after what had happened today, they were all frightened.

Today, during the daytime, many people witnessed their church friends being swept away by a tentacle that appeared out of nowhere. And later, they returned, with their heads and bodies separated from each other, and they turned into corpses that still remained warm.

Among those sentenced was a high-ranking aristocrat. He was in discussion when he was caught by Sui Xiong, and a high-ranking priest was beside him. Seeing that the aristocrat's body was still warm, the priest hurriedly cast a resurgence spell, hoping to resurrect him. When he started, he could feel the Divine Power flowing down his hands and into the corpse. The corpse gradually regained its vitality, but the priest couldn't feel the return of the aristocrat's soul.

Of course, the priest couldn't give up, so he had others pray together with him. They begged the god they believed in for help to bring back the aristocrat's soul.

Then he got an answer from his god: the aristocrat's soul had fallen into hell and was taken away by a Hell Judge.

Once a sinner's soul fell into the hands of a Hell Judge, it would be engraved with the brand of hell. Then, even if the god the sinner believed in risked bringing his soul back from hell, the god would still not be able to revive him.

Besides, how could a believer deserve their god risking going to hell?

The judges of hell were very unfriendly to the gods because they always thought that if the gods took a soul back to their God's Kingdom, they obstructed the judgment of hell and violated the world order. Thus, if any god dared to enter hell, he would be attacked by the judges of hell immediately. Not to mention that the god that aristocrat believed in was just a mid-level Divine Power, even a great Divine Power among the gods would be killed if they were besieged by the judges of hell!

At this point, it was almost over, so the priest had to give up. After people died, it would take anywhere from ten minutes to one or two hours for the soul to fall into the underworld, but why was it so fast this time?

The answer from the god was that His Majesty, the Void Mask, had specially contacted the judges of hell, and the messengers from hell were just waiting there.

That answer stunned the public. They had never imagined that His Majesty the Void Mask had so many friends that even the judges of hell were acquaintances with him!

On my god! Didn't that mean that once one was caught, judged and beheaded by Sui Xiong, one would not only die, but one couldn't even go back to his God's Kingdom after death? Thus, one would fall directly into hell!

Thinking of that, everyone was horrified. They looked at each other, only to see the pale face of each other. They looked even more miserable than if their parents had died.

They had done all kinds of evil things. Thus, if they went to hell, they couldn't imagine how miserable they would be!

By then, it would be impossible for them to die even if they wanted to!

"Run away!" The priest murmured. "It will be only a dead end to stay in the western wilderness!"

The others nodded silently and then rushed to run away in different directions. They didn't even have time to pack up their fortune.

Their fortune could be packed up by their servants at home, but running away was something that they had to do in person.

Originally, these members of Isis were fanatical followers of the Orc gods, so they did not fear death at all. In their view, death was nothing more than just returning to the God's Kingdom of their great gods and continuing to serve and worship the gods, so they didn't feel scared at all. But His Majesty, the Void Mask didn't allow that to happen. He did not only take their lives but also sent them directly to accept the punishment of hell!

If that was the case, death would be something very horrible!

So they all ran away quickly, but the news spread faster than they did. It was not entirely dark yet, and the mid-and-high ranking leaders of Isis in Iron Sand City had known about Sui Xiong's punishment. All of them, from the top leaders to those who were just responsible for running errands, ran away faster than rabbits. They even wished that they were born with two more legs.

Just as they fled in the darkness, Sui Xiong arrived at the underworld. He set up a table to entertain a friend that was both familiar and strange to him.

It was a judge from hell, Baron Palin.