Cthulhu Gonfalon

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

Baron Palin was that little mage who had followed Sui Xiong with curiosity and had finally died in the trap of the Quick Hand, Ryan. After his death, his real body was resurrected by Sui Xiong, and he became the library head of the Void Mask Church. At present, he was also the head of the Mage Corps.

Over the years, Palin, the mage, had devoted himself to the research of smelting and forging technology. Recently, he had just made a blast furnace that could directly smelt iron ore into steel, and that helped Sui Xiong build friendly relations with the Dwarf gods.

Palin's soul naturally went to the underworld after his death. After several events, he eventually became a Hell Judge.

Later, he was promoted to a Hell Baron, and in the battle to catch the God of Fear who had tried to escape from hell into the abyss, he met the God of Justice, Yorgaardman. Then he met Sui Xiong again, as well as the mage, Palin.

The meeting between the two Palins was quite interesting. They didn't act like how a comedy usually played out, asking weird questions like, "Who am I?" Instead, they had a good talk with each other. After that, Palin, the Hell Baron, also became a follower of Sui Xiong.

When Sui Xiong planned to exterminate the cult organization, Isis, he naturally thought of Palin, the Hell Baron. As a Hell Judge, Baron Palin hated evil things very much. As soon as Sui Xiong mentioned his plan, Palin showed that he would do his best to help Sui Xiong. He also promised that he would send all the evil guys who wanted to seek protection from their Orc gods and escape the punishment of hell to where they should be. None of them should be spared!

He acted on what he said. He asked his friends for help and reported the news to his leader as well. Finally, he made a group. During Sui Xiong's trial and execution in the daytime, a group of Hell Judges stayed invisible near the guillotine. Every time one died, the judges immediately took the soul away without any delay. On the way, there were other Hell Kings who helped supervise the whole thing. The Orc gods did not have a chance to save those souls. Even if they did, there would be no hope for them to do that; those souls were doomed to go to hell!

"Thank you," Sui Xiong laughed and said. "Today, those who believe in Isis must be in a state of panic. If I let them die easily, that'd be too merciful for them. But I have no time or interest in torturing them, thus, at least, I want them to be frightened before they die. That's a kind of punishment as well."

"I'm just a little worried. Won't they really run away and go somewhere you can't find them?" Baron Palin said worriedly. He looked extraordinarily brave and smart and wore black armor. "If they really run away, that will be like a fly getting caught in ointment."

Sui Xiong laughed slightly. "Run away? Where can they go? Although the Main Plane is large, I can still find them if I want, no matter where they go. As for running away to other worlds, that's not what ordinary people can do. Even if they managed to do that, there would be 100 people at most. After all, the main body of Isis can't run away."

Baron Palin nodded slightly and agreed with him.

"It's just that I don't feel comfortable in thinking that some of the criminals will escape," Palin sighed and said. "I know it's unrealistic to blame all of them for the whole thing, but if I can, I hope that I can catch them all!"

"Of course," Sui Xiong said. "Even if they flee to another world, it does not mean that they really found a way out. After I punish all the evil guys on the Main Plane, I will naturally go after them. Haha, if they really think that they will be safe as long as they escape from the Main Plane, they look down on me too much!"

Baron Palin laughed with relief.

When the discussion was over, Baron Palin was ready to leave. Since there was no need to capture the souls at night, he wanted to do something else first.

As a Hell Judge, he was busy indeed. It was a little exaggerated to say that he had almost 10,000 matters to deal with every day, but he really didn't have much free time.

However, he liked this kind of life very much. As he had said before, this was what he had pursued when he had been alive—a life full of pressure, risks and dangerous situations.

Sui Xiong had a good sleep that night. Early the next morning, when the sky turned slightly brighter, he brought Steele and the executioners, who had also had a good rest and a good breakfast, to the guillotine in the central square of Iron Sand City.

After last night, the big pool of blood yesterday had almost infiltrated into the ground, leaving only a dark red trace. But it didn't matter. By this evening, there would be a big pool of warm blood again.

Sui Xiong was waving his tentacles and traveling through distant space, catching the evil guys who were still running away. He tried them while pondering on some irrelevant topics.

In this world, many ordinary objects will gain unimaginable power after they have some legendary experiences. Then, will my guillotine also gain some power after these executions?

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the sharp edge of the blade that was pulled up and dropped down repeatedly. The blade could cut ten heads off accurately each time. Sui Xiong could not help admiring his own foresight.

The blade was made by him, not of ordinary steel, but of a special metal called "Orichalcos." This kind of metal shone like gold, and it was much stronger than iron and steel. It had a very low production rate in the Main Plane. In order to make this blade, he made a special trip to the inner space to collect enough raw ore from the Ore Plane. With his Divine Power, he extracted the minerals that were almost impossible to extract by an ordinary furnace and forged them into a blade. He also attached powerful magic to it to ensure that it would always remain sharp and would not be worn out.

The blade had an important duty. Sui Xiong created it to cut off the heads of all the members of Isis!

Generally speaking, this kind of metal should be used to build divine props. Thus, Sui Xiong did not humiliate this wonderful metal by using it to exterminate the cult organization, Isis.

Although there were many divine props in the world, how many of them had a brilliant record of killing tens of thousands of evil guys? Maybe there was just one—the axe of his brother, Yorgaardman.

But there would be one more soon.

When the execution is over, I'll worship the blade in Void City and people can visit. Maybe in a few hundred years, it will have a spirit. After all, there are examples of weapons turning into monsters among the demons and monsters in this world.

Sui Xiong thought about that in his heart as he waved his tentacles around. His tentacles were like the sickles of the Grim Reaper, sweeping through the fugitives. Each time, ten people disappeared, and ten dead bodies returned with their heads and bodies apart.

At first, the fugitives were screaming. Every time someone was captured, they screamed. Every time a dead body was brought back, they screamed. But after several times, they gradually became numb.

The rich and powerful high-ranking people had already gone very far through teleportation or by flying on mounts. The vast group fleeing towards the inland of the Orc Empire now was made up of the mid-and-low ranking members of Isis in the western wilderness.

Of course, there were also people so poor in Isis that they had nothing other than their lives. These people didn't run away, and they had nowhere to run because they couldn't even afford to buy horses. If they ran on two legs, they would die of fatigue on the road. So they had to stay at home, waiting for the blade hanging over their heads to fall down.

But Sui Xiong was not in a hurry to kill these poor people. Now he was mainly chasing those who had some fortune and power and could run away on a horse or by carriage.

Looking down from the sky, he saw a huge troop of carriages and horses rushing forward in disorder. There were also some corpses falling down from time to time. They looked like they had been robbed.

In fact, their situation was much worse than being robbed. They could always drive the robbers away by offering a bride or by threatening and attacking. Sometimes, the robbers would even want to join Isis.

After some careful thoughts, Sui Xiong realized that the robbers might like the last choice the most. In fact, most of the robbers in the area of the western wilderness were familiar with Isis, and at least 70% of them had cooperated with Isis before. Isis had plundered villages and caravans for wealth, grabbed people for sacrifices to demons, and they massacred others to achieve the purity of their belief. It was not enough to rely solely on the Isis members to do that.

But now, the power chasing after them couldn't be driven away.

The power of justice in the hands of Sui Xiong was a sanction in this world!