Before Sui Xiong traveled to this world, there was a famous movie line on the Internet. The general format was, "I've done meritorious deeds for XX, I've bled for XX, you can't do this! I want to see XX! "and then add" drag him out "and a gunshot.
This scene had been used in several movies, and Sui Xiong didn't know where it came from. He only remembered that he had seen several different versions of it, from dragging a dog across the street corner to the death of an NPC in a game. It could all be used, and it was quite appropriate.
Hogg Bell's situation was also quite suitable for this line.
If he could speak, maybe he would really say, "I've done meritorious deeds for the empire! I've bled for His Majesty! You can't do this! I want to see His Majesty! "and so on.
Unfortunately, Sui Xiong didn't let him speak, so he couldn't say "drag him out" after he said so. Moreover, "drag him out" was not suitable for this guillotine, and it couldn't be accompanied by a gunshot. After thinking about it carefully, it was a fly in the ointment.
He thought so, and on the surface, he still didn't say a word, but in his heart, he was very happy.
And next to the guillotine, a fierce battle, invisible to the naked eye, was taking place.
After all, Hogg Bell was a strong demigod, a person who had cultivated to immortality. Even if his body was killed, his soul still had great power, and he was not the kind of ordinary person who would be easily captured by the messengers of the hell.
If it was just an ordinary messenger of the hell that came today, maybe he could really use his great power to defeat it, and then run away.
However, the hell, which had been notified by Sui Xiong in advance, sent two dukes today.
The dukes of hell were roughly equivalent to mid-level divine powers, but after leaving the underworld, their strength would be slightly reduced, roughly equivalent to … weak divine powers.
Of course, because of the existence of the Main Plane's protective boundary, they couldn't directly step into the Main Plane. But they could make a small half plane here, stay in it, and provide power to the messengers of hell in this way, in a way that was close to them.
With the power provided by the dukes, the messengers of hell immediately became fierce, and several of them besieged Hogg, fighting fiercely.
However, as time passed, the power contained in Hogg's soul would gradually dissipate. On the other hand, the power that the Hell Emissaries obtained from their boss was almost endless. Therefore, the outcome of this Soul Battle was already determined.
Sui Xiong did not intervene in this battle. This was the request of the judges of hell. For them, it was their professional ethics and dignity to arrest the souls of evil people with their own hands.
They were not old fogeys who would starve to death while holding onto their dignity, but since their current combat strength was sufficient, why should they damage their dignity?
Sui Xiong thought this was good, and he appreciated it very much.
Speaking of which … in this world, what he admired the most was the forces of Hell. Not only did they have the advantage in numbers, but their stance was firm and unwavering. They never showed mercy when punishing evil, and they did things in a straightforward manner. They were simply perfect.
In comparison, the standpoint of the powerful Human Gods was a little problematic. The biggest problem was that they were biased. As the saying went, the more knowledge one had, the more reactionary one would be.
Yorgaardman, on the other hand, had no influence at all. He traveled the world alone with his sword — well, he did not even have a sword. He used an axe. Relying on a one-on-one fighting style, how many nails could he hit even if his entire body was made of iron? There were so many bad things in the world. How could he manage all of them by himself?
Sui Xiong pondered that perhaps he should be a middleman and let his big brother communicate with the judges of hell so that they could strengthen their cooperation.
Both sides would benefit from cooperation. This could be seen from the current situation. If it were not for the cooperation of the judges of hell, Sui Xiong might not have been able to control the situation with his own strength.
If the Orc Gods sent their clones down to gang up on him again, although he was not afraid, it would not be good.
For something like face-slapping, if it developed into a fight, it would be a bad thing. It would not be perfect.
Of course, if it was really necessary, Sui Xiong did not mind face-slapping turning into a fight. After all, he was very familiar with this business. In fact, he was much more familiar with face-slapping than face-slapping. But wouldn't it be better if he could do a beautiful face-slapping?
That was why he started from the border of the Orc Empire and moved towards the hinterland again and again. The people he killed were more and more advanced, until now.
Perhaps the Orc Empire and the Orc Gods originally wanted to do something, but when they saw that the people who died were just some ants, they let it go. Next time, although the people who died were more advanced and the place was more embarrassing, it was still tolerable. They just endured it. Next time … This was the so-called "boiling the frog in warm water." When Sui Xiong was in college before he traveled to this world, there was a professor who was especially good at this method. For a whole year, the amount of homework slowly increased. In the end, that hateful old man's homework was the most in all the courses. It was really cruel!
Oh, right, there was probably no way to "boil the frog in warm water" in this world. Sui Xiong once thought of this and caught a frog out of curiosity to do an experiment. As a result, the frog did not give him any face. It jumped away when the water was just hot. It did not seem to have any intention of "Ah, ah, the water temperature is still tolerable, so it's okay."
Presumably, the frogs in the two worlds must be different …
While he was thinking about all kinds of things, Sui Xiong did not delay the things he was doing. He was still unhurriedly arresting the leaders of the "Iciz" organization, announcing their crimes one by one, and then sentencing them.
Of course, those who were arrested by him must have deserved to be killed.
There was absolutely no problem of "excessive sentencing" for this group of people. According to the law of Sui Xiong's hometown, even the lightest of their crimes would be at least enough to eat hundreds of peanuts and be beaten beyond recognition. As for Hogg, who had committed the heaviest crimes, Sui Xiong once asked Cambrona, a legal expert, to help him estimate. The conclusion was that Hogg probably needed to be sentenced to death more than ten thousand times in order to solve all his crimes.
"So many?" Sui Xiong was a little puzzled at that time. "This number is a bit scary."
"Actually, it's not that many. I have counted many felonies as one death sentence," Cambrona said. "If you really want to quantify it in detail, the number will skyrocket many times."
"What?"
"For example, how many death sentences would it be to kill ten thousand people?"
Sui Xiong thought for a moment and asked, "Ten thousand times?"
Before Cambrona answered, he first shook his head and said, "No, the soldiers and officers who were responsible for the massacre are also guilty. The ten thousand death sentences should be divided equally among them … Ah, it's really hard to calculate!"
"Yes." Cambrona laughed. "So, give each of them a death sentence, and that's it."
Sui Xiong nodded repeatedly and deeply agreed.
Later, he sentenced all the members of "Iciz" to death because of Cambrona's words.
The fat man who was always smiling and kind and often ran to pick up his wife after work never dreamed that his words would determine the fate of tens of thousands of people …
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