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Chapter 793 792. The shameless evil god has issued a challenge to the Lord of Hunting, all you men, charge at it! -【2530】

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The "big purge" launched by Hugerson and Haas at the Jackal command level was fruitful. In just three days, they eliminated hundreds of priests and low-level warlords. These guys were direct descendants of old Manson, and At least one-third of them are related to dusk.

When Lena was hunting old Manson before, she said that the jackal had the stench of dusk.

This is not just a metaphor. If you have been in contact with those annihilating cultists for a long time, you will definitely be affected. They are a group of subspace servants. No matter how well they hide it, the power they serve will have an impact on their existence. Weak influence.

Just like the Dusk Servant has a special status of "Twilight Servant".

This effect is difficult to detect at the level of conventional power. However, once it involves faith and rises to the level of divine observation, those changes can be clearly perceived by "professionals" like Xu Gesen.

As the great purge progressed, after the disguise in the name of loyalty was lifted, not to mention Xu Gesen, even the old warlord Hass, who was born in the Bloodscar clan, was shocked by the tragic reality.

"I don't understand, how do those cultists stretch their hands so long?"

In the Shadow Valley, Warlord Hass looked at the statistics on the animal skin scroll in front of him, and asked Xu Gesen with an ugly expression:

"Those captured priests and those overseers, they live among us and most of them are members of the Bloodscar with upright roots. They should be the most devout believers of our god, but they are under the influence of the gnoll god. Then he hooked up with a group of world destroyers.

Old Manson's situation is not a special case. Those bastards hook up with Dusk just for a little scrap, just like the wild dogs tamed by Dusk. This is simply a shame for the jackals!

We should probably tell Chief Amot about this."

"Are you serious?"

Xu Gesen glanced at this capable old warlord in surprise and said:

“Do you think Chief Amote is unaware of this situation?

Manson is its most trusted assistant. I know you have already imagined things to be very bad, but you might as well think about it being even worse.

If even my adoptive mother, Potana, the great chief of the Splitclaw clan, is a collaborator of Dusk, then do you think the remaining chiefs are really that clean? Do you think they really have no personal contact with Dusk? "

"This"

Old Overseer Hass's tail drooped, and he didn't dare to think any more.

"The Dusk is a group of cunning dogs. They will not directly absorb the gnolls to become one of them. They will use the name of 'cooperation' to seduce those of us who are in high positions, just like my mother.

Haas, I experienced the full battle at Black Flame Pass.

I know very clearly that my poor mother was played by Dusk, and Manson is the second bloody example. I don’t deny that Dusk is indeed very powerful. If you want to achieve any goal, you can cooperate with them. They It can also come up with all kinds of magical things to satisfy your cravings.

For example, the Rat Man, or the dangerous strange object in Manson's hand that can open the gap in subspace.

But this 'help' comes at a price.

The price is implicitly marked when they are delivered to you. "

Xu Gesen whispered:

"How generous they are in helping, how harsh they are in collecting interest, once you lose value and are unwilling to join them, then Manson is where we end up.

Let me tell you another secret.

You know, I am the descendant of the Bone-Gnawer King. When Chief Potana picked me up, I had a copy of Sir Philip's Notes with me, which recorded in detail the reasons why the Bone-Gnasher King established faith for our clan. and the whole process.

The Lord of the Hunt is a civilized image formed by Lord Philip who compiled all the legends of the Jackals.

He was supposed to be the best and most influential civilizational totem of the Jackal clan. However, this supposedly smooth road to god-making had problems at the beginning.

My god is polluted”

"God's Chosen Master! Please speak with caution!"

Old Overseer Hass was so frightened that the hair on his tail stood up. He covered his mouth, obviously shocked by what Xu Gesen said.

But the God-chosen Grand Overseer glanced at it and said:

"This matter is not a secret in the Bloodscar clan. Manson and I talked with each other that night when the Black Flame Pass fell. He did not deny the truth, which means that the high-ranking priests all know the truth. You are from the Bloodscar clan. Grand Overseer, I don’t believe you haven’t heard similar rumors!

What's more, I'm not afraid of any chosen one. What are you afraid of?

The Lord of the Hunt is about to be born, but He is not yet born, and His ability to influence the material world is very limited.

It is because I am closest to Him that I know Him well enough.

Just talking about these things won't go unnoticed by Him, so be bold and don't make me despise your boldness. "

"Well, I did hear some crazy stuff like that."

Haas was put up by Xu Gesen's words. The old jackal regretted coming to discuss the topic of dusk with the God's Chosen, but now Xu Gesen was staring at it, obviously asking it to express its position.

In this case, Haas couldn't pretend not to hear it. He was very stiff, moved his body very uneasily, and said:

"But I'm not a priest, and I don't care much about these things. Chief Amot said that my god is about to be born. What I think is that having a god is better than not having one. The situation at Black Flame Pass has proven this.

The civilized camp has their gods to help, but we have nothing.

If gnolls had a god to protect us when we were born, our life in the Dark Mountains wouldn't be so bad.

black disaster

Haha, it sounds majestic, but if it weren’t for the fact that they couldn’t survive, who would be willing to use the strength of the entire clan to rush out every hundred years or so? Don’t you want to seize some more fertile land to feed our people?

My lord, I do not want to get involved in the terrible secrets between gods!

I just want to fulfill my duty as a warlord and win victory for my people. Just like the great cause of the Bone-Gripping King, we were once only one step away from victory. "

This is a statement.

Xu Gesen nodded. It did not force Warlord Hass, it just waved its paws and said:

"Just have an idea in your own mind. If it is really for the sake of your tribe, then you have to think carefully when you have another choice in the future. Since you are unwilling to get involved in this, then cooperate with me and do what you should do.

I assure you, what I am doing may seem cruel, but it is not bad for our civilization.

Part of our civilization is rotten, and the rotten flesh must be dug up so that others can live better.

As for God.

Oh, you said something wrong just now. Jackals had their own gods when they were born. He has always been there, but we have forgotten Him. My ancestor, the King of Bone Grinders, created the Lord of Hunting, but it has other beliefs. !

For Lord Philip, the so-called Lord of the Hunt was just a tool to achieve the great cause of conquest.

This is a secret that only the sons of Bonegnaw know. It is precisely for this reason that my brother Gehrman Bonegnasher, who does not know my existence, is so dismissive of the Lord of the Hunt! "

"I think I shouldn't listen any more, Lord Chosen. These secrets tonight are enough to scare the rough jackal like me."

Haas became increasingly frightened.

It just wants to leave the hunting god in front of it who has started "talking nonsense", but there is one thing it can be sure of, Xu Gesen is not crazy!

It's very sober, even a little too sober.

It is not complaining to itself but wants to join in some of the things it is doing, and these things must be related to the secret of the Bone-Gripping King.

To be honest, Haas wanted to join for a moment. After all, which gnoll is not a loyal fan of the Bone-Gripping King?

"Then you go ahead and reorganize our army according to our previous plan. After the subspace aura caused by old Manson weakens the Baphomet Canyon, lead the people to rush over and fight into the filthy swamp!"

Xu Gesen said in a deep voice: "I want to carry out a real black disaster. I want to learn from my ancestors and complete the great conquest that they failed to complete. Whether I win or lose is meaningless to me, even if this life is lost. The Journey of Conquest was also the perfect ending for me.

But the remnants of dusk must be cleared away!

I will do this myself. "

"Lord God's Chosen Lord! Something happened!"

While Hugersen and Haas were discussing important matters, a blood-scarred priest who was proven to have nothing to do with Dusk hurried over. It shouted to Hugersen in a panic:

"The statue of my god has a strange phenomenon. The priests have never seen a similar scene. We cannot interpret the oracle of my god. Please go to the statue shrine immediately to check."

"Ok?"

Xu Gesen made a suspicious nasal sound.

It stood up and strode out of its tent. When it looked up, it saw strange flames burning around the wooden statue of the Lord of Hunting that was erected in the center of the valley. The flames were not physical but more like a gathering of bloody power, and The lord of the hunt roared vaguely.

A large number of frightened gnolls knelt down and worshiped around the statue. Some people brought bloody prey as sacrifices, hoping to appease the anger of the gods.

Such an ignorant and barbaric scene reminded Xugersen of the images of the golden age that Lord Philip projected in his mind. Jackals like them shouldered great missions in that era. They were wise and powerful, and were the most powerful of the Creator. assistant.

At that time, they would not be as frightened as they are now because of the disturbance of an evil god.

What a shame.

The God's Chosen thought so, silently striding towards the sculpture with floating bloody light. In full view of everyone, it stretched out its claws to bypass the surrounding bloody flames and touch the statue of the Lord of Hunting.

A series of phantom images appeared in Xu Gesen's mind, allowing him to see scenes of gnolls being hunted and sacrificed by goat-man cultists in the underground palace of Baphomet.

This kind of torture is not the point.

The Lord of Hunting is not the kind of good god who cares about the life and death of his followers. What really makes him angry is that those goatmen dedicated the tortured souls of the gnolls to another evil god.

In the flickering light and shadow of the Hunting Lord, Xu Gesen could clearly see the weird black sand shape of Lord Baphomet devouring the souls of the gnolls and weaving them into nodes of mutated dreams, as well as a large number of goatman cultists. Worshiping under the underground palace, the scene was filled with an atmosphere of unspeakable depravity.

This is the source of the hunting lord's anger.

Those souls should all belong to Him!

All the souls that died in wars, hunting, and massacres should return to his hunting kingdom, but Lord Baphomet took away those souls.

He is the racial god of the gnolls, and this is the most important vocation of the Lord of Hunting. It can be said that the behavior of the nightmare tyrant at this time is the most terrifying provocation to a god.

No wonder this makes the unborn Lord of the Hunt so angry. This is another disgusting paw stealing meat from the Lord of the Hunt's plate.

Can this be tolerated?

The unformed mind of the Lord of the Hunt roared in Xu Gesen's mind, ordering, asking his powerful divine choice to personally go out and eradicate Lord Baphomet and the cultists under his command, and eliminate the torture of the goatmen. Dedicate your soul to Him, and the plunder from other gods can make the Lord of the Hunt faster to be born.

Xu Gesen nodded and agreed, and the bloody flames surrounding the statue quickly dissipated.

The Chosen One turned around and shouted loudly to all the gnolls looking behind him:

"My God is angry!

Because an evil god has captured the souls of those loyal and brave men and used them in evil rituals. Just under the underground palace of Baphomet, an evil demon named the Nightmare Tyrant is killing the vanguard we sent. This is a sign for the Lord of the Hunt and the Jackal. The biggest challenge for human beings!

A harsh response is required!

The Lord of Hunting requires truly pious people to spontaneously form a 'punishment army' to go to the Earth Palace to carry out punishment. Only those jackals who are most loyal to my god are qualified to join and win the glory of hunting for my god.

But we are undergoing a black disaster, so the number of this punishment army cannot be too large to interfere with our war offensive against Transia!

I have to be selective. "

Xu Gesen's eyes swept over the restless jackals in front of him.

It recalled in its mind the instructions given to it by the King of Bonebiters. In order to cooperate with the Wise Wolf's actions in the Dark Mountains, Xu Gesen must find a way to consume the most loyal and hopeless savage servants of the Lord of Hunting.

The God-Chosen Overseer has been preparing for this.

It originally planned to send these guys to have a fierce battle with the undead heroic spirits of Transia, but the matter of Baphomet's underground palace was a better opportunity.

The currently irritable Lord of the Hunt spoke in person, immediately making this somewhat disgraceful consumption behavior justifiable.

And the moment the God's Chosen One finished speaking, the fanatics of the Bloodscar Clan immediately jumped up and offered themselves up. The eyes of these guys were shining with fanatical light, and they even carved words of worship for the Lord of Hunting on their fur. Yu, obviously the "fanatic believer" character among the Jackals.

Xu Gesen made the selection with satisfaction. As the Chosen One, it could easily detect the "distance" between a jackal and the Lord of Hunting. This time, it selected only those devout people who were closer to the Lord of Hunting.

This scene fell in the eyes of Warlord Hass, causing the old Gnoll to fall into speechless silence.

It wouldn't have made any special sense to any of this without the conversation it had just had.

Jackals are a wild race, and they will definitely strike hard when they are provoked. This is their racial nature.

But it had just had an unsettling conversation with Xu Gesen, so this scene became "meaningful" in the eyes of Warlord Hass, and it couldn't help but be creepy if you think about it carefully.

Grand Overseer Xu Gesen said that he wanted to conduct a "purge" of his army.

Now it seems that the people it wants to cleanse may not only be the self-destructive ones who are involved with the dusk, but also the fanatical believers of these hunting lords. No wonder that in the war in the Barren Mountains, the blood-scar priests and the hunting elects fought against each other. The casualty rate would be so exaggerated

Hugersen estimated that the "purge" of these guys had already started when the war started.

This guy!

He's so shrewd that he doesn't look like a jackal. Is this the power of the Bone-Gnawing King's bloodline?

But that’s not right either.

Another grandson of the Bone-gnawing King, Gehrman Bone-gnawing, the great chief of the Bone-gnawing clan, did not show the same shrewdness and restraint as Xu Gesen. In contrast, Gehrman may have inherited the Bone-gnawing King. In terms of brutality and strength, it is more like a standard jackal.

But Warlord Hass did not interrupt this process.

It pretends it sees nothing.

Xu Gesen gave it the opportunity to join just now, but it refused. If it continues to cause trouble in private, it will easily get involved.

However, the old warlord couldn't help but think about another problem when he quietly turned around and left. Just now, the great warlord Xu Gesen told him that he hoped that he would seriously consider it if a second option appeared in the future. Is this also a warning?

But for the gnolls, apart from the Lord of Hunting, is there really a second faith that would open its arms to them?

Ah, this bad era, everyone must choose their own camp. This is not as simple as choosing one of several options. Especially for a race like the gnolls, this is an option related to life and death.

They launch black disasters for a better life.

They obey the teachings of the Lord of the Hunt for the same reason. If the second option mentioned by Hugeson really exists, it also means that the gnolls must pay a more real and harsh price.

That's not a good thing, but the world is never gentle to them.

too difficult.

Whether it is making the right choice at the right moment or living with dignity on this continent, it is too difficult.

(End of this chapter)