The sun was setting in the west.
The huge square was filled with people, but there was a large empty space in the middle of the crowd.
It was the execution ground.
Under the guillotine, there was a river of blood. There were ten executioners in a group. Within half a day, more than thirty executions had been carried out, and more than three hundred people had been beheaded.
Three hundred people didn't seem like a lot, but it was a huge number.
Their blood gathered under the guillotine and formed a small pool. Sui Xiong put their bodies back in their original places. Many people were scared to death by him.
The thick smell of blood permeated the air, and the dense murderous aura made all the spectators feel heavy in their hearts. Even those who had been avenged gradually couldn't laugh anymore.
Even the executioners felt the pressure. Although they claimed that they killed without blinking, they had never killed so many people like they did today. They killed so many people like they were killing pigs.
More importantly, many of the criminals they executed were wearing exquisite and gorgeous clothes. At first glance, they knew they weren't ordinary people. They were at least rich people, and maybe even nobles.
But these things didn't affect Sui Xiong. He was strong-willed and wouldn't be moved by these things. Moreover, with his magical powers, when he caught these people, he would be able to see the sins on their bodies. He could see the resentment left behind by the people they had harmed. No matter how soft-hearted a person was, after seeing the uncountable sins, he would no longer have the slightest bit of mercy.
So he just smiled coldly, caught those villains one by one, tried them, executed them, and then sent them back.
When the sun set, he looked at the sky and sighed softly.
"Let's stop here for today. Tomorrow, we will continue with the trial and execution." After that, he took Steele and the executioners down from the guillotine and went to the hotel they had arranged.
"Today's killings were really intense!" Steele said with a smile. "These years, I've seen a lot of dead people and people killed, but I've never seen such a killing. Your Majesty, did you notice? There were many nobles among the people who were executed today! "
"I only paid attention to whether they were guilty or not, and whether they deserved to die," Sui Xiong said calmly. "We can't kill good people by mistake."
"There are no good people in that kind of terrorist organization." Said one of the executioners. "A good man cannot live in such a place. He either goes with them, or is driven away, or is killed by them."
Sui Xiong nodded. Among those who had been executed today, there were some who had been good people at the beginning, but had gradually become bad.
As a matter of fact, most of the members of 'Iciz' weren't that bad in the beginning, but as the saying went, one was marked by the company one kept. After spending too much time with a bunch of cruel and violent fanatics, it was inevitable that they would be influenced.
That night, in Iron Sand City, the capital of the Western Wilderness, many people had a sleepless night.
Some people were too happy and excited to fall asleep, while more people were too nervous or worried to fall asleep.
Among those who were so scared that they could not sleep, a small portion of them were worried that if the Orc Gods and the Void Mask fought in the Iron Sand City, they would be caught in the crossfire. Most of them were thinking about their own lives and found that they had done many bad things, or had some connections with the "Iciz" organization, and were worried that they would be killed by His Majesty, the Void Mask.
When a knife was hanging over one's head, no matter how fierce or slow one was, one would eventually be afraid.
And this night, there were even more people who wanted to escape from the Western Wilderness.
These people were naturally the members of 'Iciz'. Some of them had hoped that they would not be discovered; some of them hoped that the Orc Gods they believed in would protect them from disaster; and some of them were simply numb.
But after what had happened during the day, they were all frightened.
During the day, many of them had witnessed their fellow believers being taken away by a tentacle that appeared out of nowhere. After a while, when they were sent back, their heads had been separated from their bodies, and they had become a corpse that was still warm.
Among those who had been executed, there was a noble with a high status. At that time, they had been discussing something, and there was a priest with a high level present. Seeing that his body was still warm, the priest hurriedly cast the resurrection spell, hoping to revive him. But when the spell was cast, he could feel the divine power falling down and flowing into the corpse along his hands, gradually restoring the vitality of the corpse. But he could not feel the soul of the deceased returning.
Of course, he refused to give up, so he asked everyone to pray with him, asking the god they believed in to help them find the soul of the noble.
Then, he received an answer from the god.
The soul of the deceased had fallen into hell, and was taken away by the judges of hell. Once the soul of a sinner fell into the hands of the judges, it would be engraved with the brand of hell. Even if the god he believed in took the risk of retrieving the soul from hell, he would not be able to revive the sinner.
What's more … just a believer, why would the god risk his life to sneak into hell?
The judges of hell were very unfriendly to the gods. They had always thought that the entry of the souls of the gods into the Holy Kingdom was an obstruction to the judgment, an act that violated the order of the world. If the gods dared to break into hell, they would immediately be attacked by the judges. Not to mention that the god he believed in was only a mid-level Divine Power, even the top Divine Powers among the gods, once they were besieged by the kings of hell, only death awaited them!
At this point, even if it was a dead end, the priest could only give up. But before giving up, he asked curiously, "After ordinary people die, it takes ten minutes to one or two hours for the soul to fall into the underworld. Why is it so fast this time?"
The god's answer was that because His Majesty Void Mask had specially contacted the judges of hell, and the emissary from hell was waiting next to him.
This answer stunned everyone. Never in their wildest dreams would they have imagined that His Majesty the Void Mask had so many friends. Even the Judge of Hell was on good terms with him!
My God! Did it mean that once they were caught, judged, and beheaded by him, not only would they die, but they would not even be able to go to the Holy Kingdom after death, but would fall into hell!
Thinking of this, everyone suddenly felt their blood run cold. They looked at each other, and their faces were pale. It was more miserable than if their parents had died.
They had done all kinds of bad things, and after falling into hell, they did not know how miserable it would be!
At that time, they would not be able to die even if they wanted to!
"Run!" the priest said in a low voice. "If you stay in the Western Wilderness, you will definitely die!"
Everyone nodded silently, and then hurriedly went their separate ways. They did not even have time to pack up their belongings.
They could ask the servants to pack up their belongings, but they had to do it themselves to escape.
Originally, these members of the "Iciz" organization were fanatics of the Orc Gods, so they were not afraid of death. In their view, death was nothing to be afraid of. It was nothing more than returning to the arms of the great god, and continuing to serve and praise the god in the Holy Kingdom. But who knew that His Majesty Void Mask would not only kill them, but also send them directly to hell and let them accept the punishment of hell!
In this way, death would be very terrible!
Everyone ran as fast as they could, but the news spread faster than they could escape. Before the sky was completely dark, the middle and high-level members of the "Iciz" organization in the Iron Sand City all knew about this. So from the leader to the servant, everyone ran faster than a rabbit, only wishing that their parents had given them two more legs.
While they were fleeing in a panic at night, Sui Xiong had already arrived at the underworld. He was setting up a table to entertain a familiar yet strange friend.
The judge from hell, Baron Palin.
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