Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 24

"Highness, what exactly have you done? How come these villains are scared to death! Especially this leader, who has died tragically..."

Gerrard used some leaves to clean the bone bracelet, then looked around and saw many Orc corpses scattered on the ground. His face twisted. Under the flow of feces, even the gas subconsciously stayed away from the "Bloody Hand" Ruhr. He somewhat didn't have any hatred towards him instead it was more like curiosity.

"Honestly, I don't know that myself either. I just lightly patted this guy." Sui Xiong pointed at Ruhr's corpse and said, "I basically didn't touch any of them, I also don't know how exactly they died."

"Hah, it's not true. I know they were scared to death. After they had died, their spirits were outraged and turned into resentful spirits."

While saying, he pointed at the group of wiggling dark air under the shade of the tree far away.

In the dark air, crazy shadows of human figures could be vaguely seen. They sometimes screamed miserably, sometimes giggled.

Gerrard curiously tilted his ears to listen. As soon as he heard an insane laughter, he suddenly had a feeling that his heart shrank. He hurriedly stopped listening to this eccentric sound and found other subjects to divert his attention.

"Highness, a moment ago, I've counted. There are just 30 corpses here. Yesterday, the bandit gang had around 35 or 36 ones, how do you want me to deal with them? Do you need me to hunt them?"

"No need to be troublesome like this." Sui Xiong beamed a smile, "Giving someone a little living hope is heaven's law and earth's principle, in short, this little living hope could be considered a blessing for them. But this little living hope is not that easy for them to catch. At least don't dream of running away. Just now they had luckily run away. Don't dream of a true escape. I can feel their deaths are just around the corner. I just need to stay here and wait for them."

Gerrard was a little shocked. He had left a while ago and just came back now. He then talked for a moment and ate two portions of barbecue. During this time, he didn't hear any slaughtering sounds, didn't see any trace of fighting or even a single drop of blood, but twenty Orc bandits had been already solved. Even if they could get away, they still couldn't keep their lives either.

The God's vast power was extremely tremendous. It was really hard to imagine!

In fact, there was one person from the Orc bandit gang, who was able to escape.

A silhouette flashed like lightning across the wood and was panting heavily like an ox.

That was a shaman in the Wolf Orc Legion, who was called "Accountant" - Burke. His position was only behind the leader Ruhr. He normally took the role of a butler.

His age in this bandit gang was the oldest. He was usually quiet, cold and short of emotions. Normally, he just appeared beside Ruhr only after a robbery to value the assets, calculate the cost of the fight, finally give out the number of the profit, letting Ruhr decide how to divide the spoils.

He never asked for the spoils, also never talked to anyone else besides Ruhr. Except for the time when he was on his duty as an accountant, even though it was the time when he treated the injured bandits or joined the battle himself, he always kept his mouth shut didn't say a word.

However, in this moment, his face was full of fright, his lips were shaking. On one hand, he was bolting; on the other hand, his teeth were trembling crazily.

A while ago, Burke still acted normally. He chose a safe place to sit in silence, watching Ruhr---this guy was brought out from the tribe. He rapidly grew up. This guy led him to work with the strong Orcs, used brutal and cunning schemes to successfully deceive a kind-hearted, pure and naive Giant and get a rare treasure.

This was a glorious victory and worth being commendable. Expelling Beast Master (the Orc God of conspiracy and treatment) would be very happy with this thing. As compared to a purely violent robbery, this God favored threatening and tempting conspiracies to get the spoils.

As an Orc and a shaman, who believed in the God of conspiracy and treatment, Burked normally didn't like talking because he preferred silently thinking, silently praying, confiding all of his thoughts and conspiracies in God.

From his point of views, Ruhr's scheme to get spoils was way too brutal and direct, lacking the violence's beauty. However, although Ruhr's scheme this time was rough, it had had a little innovation. As compared to the previous one, it was different like heaven and earth.

It made him really happy to think that Ruhr finally started to understand things properly.

Yet, his happiness only lasted for a very short amount of time.

After Ruhr used the giant's bracelet as a necklace and wore it on his neck, he could clearly see a gush of white halo surging out of the necklace then turning into a strange form. Such a vigorous manner made people feel choked up. An indescribably intense prestige instantly created a delusion of his heart being crushed inside of him.

In a flash, all the Orcs around were scared to the point that their bodies and souls almost separated. They ran away while screeching miserably. Yet they still couldn't walk more than two steps, one by one fell down while grabbing their chests. Luckily, thanks to his Great Will, which he had persistently trained for years, in this moment, he didn't lose his composure.

This was unlikely a good thing either because this made him clearly see the strange creature stretching out its tentacles, tapping lightly on Ruhr. Then the brutal and evil Ruhr was scared to the point that he was defeated. From trying to calm down at the beginning till being completely collapsed in the end, Ruhr didn't even have strength to resist, and was being compelled to death by an indescribably mighty energy-----the entire event just happened in a short while.

Gosh! What on earth was the monster inside that bracelet!

The only thing he could do was to kneel down and take out the holy emblem to pray.

"Expelling Beast Master, please protect my soul, help me calm, and keep me from being frantic and panicked!"

Like normal days, the God Power rapidly descended, turned into an icy-cold air, which entangled his body, cleared his mind, helped him calm down and break away from being anxious.

After that, without any hesitation, he immediately turned around and ran away.

He didn't ride anything, because all the wolves had already whimperingly run for their lives. They turned tails and fled like they were chased by the most intimidating beast. They ran at their full speeds, probably till they were so exhausted that they had to stop.

In fact, he didn't find the thing he was doing any different from those beasts.

Running, he was running with all his might, running with all his might as far away as he possibly could.

He didn't know what on earth that damned bone bracelet was. But one thing he was sure about was that thing was more mystic and more powerful than what they had thought it was.

The Wolf Orc Legion was done, Ruhr was done. Right now, what he could do was to think of a way to save himself.

He wasn't very certain about this thing either.

The effect of the magic could not be prolonged for a long time. If he didn't run out of the affecting range of that eccentric bone bracelet, he would die for sure!

Burke ran at his full force, squeezed every single drop of his power, and didn't care what after-effects he would've gotten later on. There was just one thing in his head right now.

Run a little further! Stay away a little further from that!

"What on earth is that? What exactly is the thing that ascends from the inside of the bone bracelet?"

He was still inconceivable while bolting. He unexpectedly still had some rooms for other thoughts.

"Powerful... Boundless... Can not determine...."

Suddenly, his pupils shrank. His dry throat surprisingly exclaimed. In a blink of an eye, all the muscles in his body stiffened.

He had figured out that thing's true identity.

But he would rather he guessed it wrong or basically hadn't thought about this matter.

His cheeks were shaking. His teeth were trembling. He was frightened like he was being entangled by a python, which made him can not stand straight. His two legs in a flash gave out. Not to mention escaping, even with the support from the trees, he still couldn't stand on his own, stumbled and fell to the ground.

"It is... That is... That is... A god!"

Burke, who was always calm, let out a painful cry. His body was trembling hard like he was having a cold.

"I want to run away! I want to run away! As far as possible! Run away from the northwest four towns, run away from the barren mountain, flee to the inhabited area. I can not stop a minute! If I don't quickly run away, God will come to my door in no time!"

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

When thinking about this, all the hair on the body of this Orc shaman stood up. Although the weather was warm, he also wore thick clothes, he still couldn't resist the coldness. This coldness came from his mind and made him feel like his body was being naked. As if he was standing in the winter ice, in the next second, he was frozen into a block of ice.

"Hide! Hide! Quickly run."

But he had no way to run. His legs didn't listen to him. After several attempts, he could barely stand firm on his feet.

"Impossible! Then there is no way out. I definitely have to rely on Expelling Beast Master's power..."

He kneeled down----in contrast to his usual calm manner, he was trembling crazily as he took out the holy emblem and started to pray.

But this time, Burke's prayer still didn't get any response.

The Orc God was vicious and brutal. A timid prayer shouldn't dream of getting a response from him.

Luckily, he still kept some black art items. After he discovered that his prayer was invalid, he immediately took out a gold-plated paper scroll and opened it without hesitation. The dark power was activated, which triggered the key rune on top of the scroll.

The precious scroll was on fire. It turned into a dazzling golden halo floating on his body. His worn-out body instantly recovered its vitality. His mind, which had fallen into a state of panic, due to his fright, had now regained its courage one more time.

Therefore, the so-called supporting Black Hand shaman of the Wolf Orc Legion continued running away. His footsteps became faster. There were a few times he stumbled over a roadside stump or a rock and fell flat on the ground. After that, he hurriedly got up, continued heading forward. He didn't even dare to turn his head back, which was as if there was something chasing him.

No, he really felt there was something chasing after him. That thing was extremely humongous, extremely powerful, extremely terrifying...

Unintentionally, the black art power had completely gone. Panic once again was casted all over him.

He will be caught, he will be caught! Ha ha, mortal creatures can not run away from God. Although he can run far away, that great existence simply thinks that he wants to nicely chew his fear, watch him struggle and get some joys from that.

What will happen next? Will he be turned into rock? In this deep wood where men's footprints are rare, he will spend last days of his life in loneliness, neither hear nor see anything, being in complete darkness?

Or he will be put into purgatory, which is specialized to punish sinners, suffering from all the miseries in this life, and can't die even if he wants to. Waiting until a God occasionally makes an act of some kindness?

Or else, his body and soul will be slowly crushed and turned into material to make black art. Soon after that, a blade or an ax will congeal on his screaming face?

Being madly frightened had made Burke pant harder, but it didn't restrain him from running. His body had soon reached its limit. White froths were flowing out from his nostrils and mouth. But he completely didn't have any intention to stop, still risking his life in running away.

It was unknown when but his eyes became lax, his footsteps staggered, and his face also turned haggard.

He couldn't see the scenery around, couldn't hear any sounds surrounding.Yet, he was still running. It was just that his speed was getting slower and slower. Eventually, he couldn't run anymore, tumbling down to the ground.

He perhaps wanted to try going forward for a little more. His body was struggling as he crawled several more steps he then let out some insane laughs.

"God has arrived! God has come to punish me!"

From the north wasteland to the northwest four towns, there were a lot of sinners, which led to the births of countless bandit gangs that didn't shrink from any crime. Furthermore, many frightful records about villains were left behind and stayed as their final words in the human world.

After that, he swallowed down all his fright, fatigue, desperation and madness inside of him.

While his spirit was floating after he woke up, an invisible power caught it, and put it into the dark air not far away from this.

In that group of dark air, there had already been many insane spirits. Some shrieked miserably while some laughed out loud.

"You see, the fish that escaped the net has been solved." Sui Xiong said to Gerrard, whose jaws were dropped and eyes were rolling.

As the sun gradually rose, from the high sky looking down, "Accountant" Burk's escaping traces formed exactly into a circle.

A big circle was formed from the beginning of that empty land to the end of that empty land.

Chapter end