The sun has turned westward.
The huge square was crowded with people at the moment, but in the center of the crowd, there was a large area of empty space.
That was the place of execution.
Under the guillotine, blood was flowing into a river at this moment. There were ten people in a group. In just half a day, more than thirty executions had been carried out here, and more than three hundred people had been beheaded.
Three hundred people may not seem like a lot, but it is actually a large number.
Their blood gathered under the guillotine, forming a daunting small pond, and their corpses were put back in place by Sui Xiong, who frightened many people.
The strong smell of blood filled the air, and the solemn atmosphere of murder made all the audience feel heavy in their hearts. Even those who had avenged their great revenge gradually stopped laughing.
Even the executioners felt that the pressure was too much. Although they claimed to kill without blinking an eye, they had never killed so many people like they did today, mechanically killing pigs.
What's more important is that many of the criminals they executed were wearing rather exquisite or even gorgeous clothes. It was obvious at a glance that they were not ordinary civilians, at least they were rich people, and maybe even nobles.
But these had no effect on Sui Xiong. He had a strong mind and would no longer be moved by these things. What's more, with his magical power, when he catches these people, he can see the sins on them and the resentment left by those who were harmed by them. Even the soft-hearted people will see those countless crimes. , and there will no longer be any mercy.
So he just wore a cold smile, arrested the 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 get here first today, and the trial and execution will continue tomorrow." After saying that, he led Steele and the executioners off the guillotine and went to the hotel they had contacted in advance.
"The killing was really strong today!" Steele said with a smile, "I have seen many dead people and scenes of killing over the years, but I have never seen such killing. Did you notice, Your Majesty? He was executed today. There are many nobles among the people!"
"I only pay attention to whether they are guilty and whether they deserve to die." Sui Xiong said lightly, "We can't kill good people by mistake."
"There will be no good people in that kind of terrorist organization," said one executioner. "Good people can't survive in that kind of place. They will either join in the crime, be forced to leave, or they will kill them."
Sui Xiong nodded. Among those who were executed today, there was one who was a good person at first, but gradually became a bad person.
In fact, most of the members of the "Isis" organization may not be that bad at first, but as the saying goes, those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are dark. After living with a group of ferocious and violent fanatic believers for a long time, it is inevitable that they will not be affected.
That night, many people in the "Iron Sand City", the capital of the Western Wasteland, couldn't sleep all night.
Some people are too happy and too excited to sleep, while more people are too nervous or worried to be scared to sleep.
Among these people who were too frightened to sleep, a small number of them were worried that the orc gods and Mask of the Void would fight in Iron Sand City and they would suffer a lot of disasters. Most of them were recalling their own lives and found that they had done many bad things. , or maybe he has some involvement with the "Isis" organization, and he is worried that he will be killed by His Majesty the Mask of the Void.
When a knife hangs over your head, no matter how cruel or slow a person is, you will still be afraid.
And this night, many people ran away overnight, trying to escape from the Western Wilderness.
These people are naturally members of "Isis". They had a sense of luck before. Some hoped that they were not discovered; some hoped that the orc gods they believed in could protect them from disaster; some were just indifferent. That’s all.
But after what happened during the day, they were all frightened.
During the day today, many people witnessed their fellow believers being swept away by a tentacle that appeared out of thin air. When they were brought back a while later, their heads had been separated and they turned into corpses with lingering warmth.
Among the people who were executed, one was a noble of high status. He happened to be discussing matters at that time, and a priest of high level was present. Seeing that his body was not cold yet, he hurriedly cast the resurrection spell, hoping to revive him. However, when the spell is cast, one can feel the divine power falling down and flowing into the corpse along his hands, gradually rejuvenating the corpse, but he cannot feel the return of the soul of the deceased.
Of course he refused to give up, so he asked everyone to pray with him, asking the gods of faith to help him find the soul of the noble.
Then he got an answer from the gods.
The souls of the dead have fallen into hell and been captured by the judges of hell. Once a sinner's soul falls into the hands of the inquisitors, it will be marked with hell. Even if the god he believes in risks taking the soul back from hell, it cannot be resurrected.
What's more... How can a mere believer be worth the risk of the god's death and sneaking into hell
The judges of hell are very unfriendly to the gods. They always believe that the gods' bringing souls into the kingdom of God is an act that obstructs the judgment and violates the order of the world. If the gods dare to break into hell, they will be punished immediately. The judges gathered together to attack him. Not to mention that the gods he believed in were only of moderate power, even the top and most powerful gods among the gods would only die if they were besieged by the kings of hell!
At this point, even if it's a dead end, the priest can only give up. But before giving up, he asked curiously, after a person dies, it usually takes ten minutes to one or two hours for the soul to fall into the underworld. Why did it happen so quickly this time
The god's answer was that His Majesty the Mask of the Void specifically contacted the Judge of Hell, and the messenger from Hell was waiting nearby.
This answer stunned everyone. They never dreamed that His Majesty the Mask of the Void had so many friends. Even the Judge of Hell was friends with him!
Oh my God! Doesn’t that mean that once you are caught, judged, and beheaded by Him, you will not only lose your life, but you will not even be able to go to the Kingdom of God after death, but will fall into hell!
Thinking of this, everyone suddenly felt horrified. Look at me, look at you, everyone's face is pale, even more miserable than their dead parents.
They have done all the bad things one by one. After falling into hell, they don’t know how miserable they will be!
When the time comes, I really don’t even want to die!
"Run away!" The priest said solemnly, "Staying in Xihuang any longer will lead to a dead end!"
Everyone nodded silently, and then hurriedly went their separate ways, not even having time to pack up their belongings.
The family property can be collected by the servants at home, but the escape can only be done by oneself.
Originally, these members of the "Isis" organization were fanatic believers in the orc gods and were not afraid of death. In their view, death is nothing to be afraid of. It is nothing more than returning to the embrace of the great gods and continuing to serve and praise God in the Kingdom of God. But who would have thought that His Majesty the Mask of the Void would go to extreme lengths and not only take their lives, but also send them directly to hell to let them accept the punishment of hell!
In this case, death would be terrible!
Everyone ran very fast, but the news spread faster than they could escape. Before it got completely dark, all the middle and high-level leaders of the "Isis" organization in Iron Sand City knew about this. So, from the leader to the errand boy, everyone ran faster than a rabbit. I only regretted that my parents had lost two children. legs.
Just as they were fleeing for their lives in the dark of night, Sui Xiong had already arrived in the underworld and was setting up a wine table to entertain a familiar yet unfamiliar friend.
The Inquisitor from Hell, Baron Palin.