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"Your Majesty, what exactly did you do? You scared these villains to death! Especially this leader, his death was so tragic..."

Gerald wiped the bone bracelet with leaves and looked at the corpses of orcs lying on the ground. He also looked at the "bloody hand" Lu Lu, whose face was extremely distorted and with feces and urine flowing out from under his body. Even if he died, people would subconsciously stay away. Well, not only is it a bit disgusting, but more of a curiosity.

"Actually, I don't know. I just knocked this guy lightly." Sui Xiong pointed at Ruer's body and said, "As for the others, I didn't touch them at all, and I don't know how they died."

"Oh, no, I know that they were frightened to death by extreme fear, so that after death, their souls went crazy and turned into resentful spirits."

As he spoke, he pointed at a wriggling mass of black air under the shade of a tree not far away.

In the black air, one could vaguely see crazy figures, sometimes screaming and sometimes giggling.

Gerald listened curiously, then heard a hint of crazy laughter, and felt his heart suddenly shrink. He hurriedly stopped listening to this weird sound and found a topic to distract his attention.

"Your Majesty, I just counted. There are only about thirty corpses here. There were about thirty-five or six bandits who attacked yesterday. What should I do with the others? Do you need me to hunt them down?"

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome." Sui Xiong smiled: "It is only natural to give people a glimmer of life. It is their own blessing to be able to seize this glimmer of life. But this glimmer of life is not so easy to seize. At least don't try to escape. Come and catch him. Even if he ran away just now, don’t even think about actually escaping. I can feel that the guy will come back to die soon. We just need to wait here for a while. "

Gerald was stunned for a moment. From the time he left to the time he came back, he only chatted for a while and ate two pieces of barbecue. In this moment, there was no sound of fighting, no trace of fighting, and no blood at all. Twenty people The orc bandits have already been dealt with. Even those who escaped had no chance of surviving.

The vast power of the gods is truly unimaginable!

In fact, there was only one orc bandit who escaped from here.

A figure ran wildly among the trees, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he was panting like an ox.

This is the shaman of the Orc Wolf Riding Group, known as "Accountant" Burke. His status is second only to the leader Ruel, and he usually plays the role of housekeeper.

He is the oldest among the entire gang of thieves. He is usually taciturn, indifferent and lacks a sense of presence. Generally speaking, he would only appear next to Ruel when he was dividing the loot after a robbery, valuing things other than cash, then calculating the cost of the battle, and finally calculating a profitable amount for Ruel to decide what to do. Divide the spoils.

He never asked for trophies, and never communicated with anyone other than Ruel. Except when he was acting as an accountant, he pursed his lips tightly even when he was treating injured bandits or when he personally participated in battles. , without saying a word.

But at this moment, his face was full of panic, his lips were trembling, and his teeth were chattering as he ran wildly.

A while ago, as usual, Burke chose a safe place to sit quietly, watching Ruel, the powerful orc who was taken out of the tribe by him and quickly grew up to lead him in doing things, using his tough and cunning words. Using various methods, he successfully extorted a rare treasure from a simple and kind-hearted giant who was inexperienced in the world.

This is a brilliant victory and deserves praise. The Exorcist (the orc god of healing and stratagem) would also be pleased with this, for he prefers to use intimidation and deception to obtain spoils rather than simply violent plunder.

As one of the few shamans among the orcs who believes in the god of healing and strategy, Burke usually doesn't like to talk because he likes to think and pray silently, spending all his time conceiving conspiracies and praying.

In his opinion, Ruhl's method of obtaining trophies was too rough and direct, lacking the beauty of violence. However, this time, although Ruhr's methods were still a bit rough, they had already undergone a qualitative change. Compared with the past, there was a huge difference.

This made him very happy, and he felt that Ruhr had finally come to his senses.

But his joy lasted only a short time.

When Ruhl hung the giant's bracelet around his neck as a collar, he clearly saw a bluish-white light rising from the collar, transforming into a strange form he had never seen before, and exuding an amazing light. The suffocating momentum and indescribable strong pressure gave him the illusion that his heart was being crushed.

The surrounding orcs were frightened almost instantly, screaming and running around, but before they could take two steps, they clutched their chests and fell down one by one. And he relied on the strong will he had developed over the years to hold on for a while without losing his cool immediately.

But this may not be a good thing, because it allowed him to clearly see that the strange thing just stretched out a tentacle and patted Ruel gently, so the ferocious and cruel Ruel was defeated by extreme fear. From the moment he was forced to remain calm at the beginning until he completely collapsed, he was no longer able to resist, and was forced to die by the indescribably powerful force - it only took a moment.

Oh my God! What kind of monster lives inside that bracelet!

All he could do was kneel down, take out his holy symbol and pray.

"O Beast Exorcist, please protect my soul and enable me to think calmly and avoid fear and madness!"

As usual, the divine power came quickly and turned into a breath as cold as the cold wind, permeating his body, making his mind clear, his mind stable, and he was freed from fear and anxiety.

Then, without hesitation, he turned and ran.

He did not ride a mount, because all the wargs were whimpering and running away. They ran with their tails between their legs as if they were being chased by the most terrifying monsters, and they probably would not stop until they died of exhaustion.

In fact, he felt that what he was doing was no different from those beasts.

Run, run as fast as you can, as far as you can.

He didn't know what the damn bone bracelet was, but he was certain that it was far more mysterious and powerful than they knew.

The Orc Wolf Riding Group is finished, and so is Lul. All he can do now is to try to save himself.

Even in this matter, he was not very sure.

The effect of the spell doesn't last long. If he can't get out of the range of the weird bone bracelet before then, he will be dead!

Burke ran as hard as he could, squeezing out every drop of strength he could use, completely ignoring whether there would be any sequelae, and only thinking about one thing.

Run faster! A little further!

"What exactly is that thing? What exactly is rising from the bone bracelet?"

Incredibly, while running wildly, he could still find some thoughts to think about.

"Powerful...vast...immeasurable..."

Suddenly, his eyes contracted violently, a dry exclamation came from his throat, and all the muscles in his body became stiff for a moment.

He guessed the truth about the thing.

But he would rather he didn't guess it right, or didn't think about it at all.

His cheeks trembled and his teeth chattered. Fear wrapped around him like a giant python, making him unsteady. His legs began to weaken in an instant. Let alone running away, he even had to hold on to the trees around him. , to prevent yourself from falling to the ground.

"That's... that's... that's... a god!"

Burke, who had always been calm and collected, finally let out a shrill scream, his body trembling as if he was sick and had a fever.

"I want to run away! I want to run away quickly! The further away the better! Escape from the four northwest towns, escape from the barren mountains, and flee to the interior without stopping at all! If you don't run away quickly, maybe He will soon Come to the door!"

"...No, maybe He is already on his way here!"

Thinking of this, the fur all over the body of the orc shaman stood up. Although the weather was quite warm and he was wearing comfortable clothes, he felt an overwhelming cold. This coldness came from his heart, making him feel like he was standing naked on an ice field in the cold winter, as if he would freeze into ice in the next moment.

"Run! Run! Run away!"

But he couldn't run. His trembling legs were completely out of control. It took him several times to stand still.

"No! There is no way to escape like this. We must use the power of the Beast Exorcist..."

He knelt down - this was very easy, took out the Holy Emblem with a trembling hand, and began to pray.

This time, however, Burke's prayers were not answered.

The gods of the orcs are fierce and violent, and the prayers of the timid cannot be answered.

Fortunately, he still had magic items in reserve. After discovering that the prayer was ineffective, he immediately took out a scroll with a gold edge, unfolded it without hesitation, and pressed the magic power to activate the key rune on it.

The expensive scroll burned and turned into a golden halo, falling on him. The exhausted body quickly regained its vitality, and the heart that was in chaos due to fear also regained some courage.

So the shaman, who can be called the mastermind behind the Orc Wolf Riding Group, continued to escape. His steps were so fast that he even tripped over tree stumps or rocks on the roadside several times and fell heavily to the ground. Then he hurriedly turned over and climbed up, and continued to run away into the distance, not even daring to look back, as if something was chasing him behind him.

No, he really felt that something was chasing him. That thing was extremely huge, extremely powerful, and extremely terrifying...

Before he knew it, the power of the magic had faded, and fear had returned to his mind.

Gonna be caught up, gonna be caught up! Haha, it is impossible for mortal things to escape from the gods. The reason why he was able to run so far is simply that the great being wanted to chew on his fear, watch his insignificant struggle, and get a little fun from it.

What happens next? Will he be turned into a rock and spend an endless amount of time alone in an inaccessible place deep in the woods, unable to see or hear, only in darkness?

Or, they may be thrown into purgatory, which is specially designed to punish sinners, and suffer all kinds of pain, even if they want to die. Until the great gods occasionally show kindness?

Or, it will be completely crushed from body to soul and become a material for making magic items. Soon, his screaming face will be frozen on a knife or an axe?

The crazy fear made Burke gasp for air. Due to the uncontrolled running, his physical strength had reached the limit, and foam was flowing out of his nostrils and mouth. But he had no intention of stopping and was still running as hard as he could.

I don't know when, his eyes became distracted, his steps became staggering, and the expression on his face became dull.

He could no longer see the surrounding scenery or hear the surrounding sounds, but he was still running, just running slower and slower, and finally he could no longer run and fell to the ground.

He seemed to want to try again, struggling to crawl forward a few steps, and then he laughed crazily.

"He is coming! He is here to punish me!"

These were the last words left in the world by the old villain who had committed many crimes from the northern wilderness to the four towns in the northwest, promoted the establishment of the bandit group that did all kinds of evil, and left many horrible records.

Then, he finally took his last breath in extreme fear and exhaustion, in despair and madness.

When his soul floated up, an invisible force grabbed it and threw it into a black gas not far away.

In that black gas, there were already many crazy souls, sometimes screaming and sometimes laughing crazily.

"Look, the fish that slipped through the net has also been solved." Sui Xiong said to the stunned Gerald.

The sun gradually rose, and from the sky, the running traces of "Accountant" Burke formed a circle.

It started from that empty space and ended at that empty space, a big circle.

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