Cthulhu Gonfalons

Chapter 10

Battle again in a repetition cycle; the lumberjacks, then the bald janitors lead some elites, then the lumberjacks again. They fought in this cycle and killed a steady stream of skeletons as if they were meat grinders. However, without wooden fences as their defense, it was not a good choice to try to withstand the flow of skeletons by relying entirely on human strength.

As the fighting continued, several tree cutters were injured. Due to the impact, their physical abilities dropped rapidly. Fewer and fewer lumberjacks could continue the battle, and the time the bald man could rest became shorter, having to keep fighting on the front lines to prevent the frontline from ruining his courage.

This bald man was indeed a formidable man; as the battle continued, he had more injuries and was gradually stained with blood. However, clenching his teeth, not only did he not back down, but he also refused to show the slightest hint of weakness. He keeps fighting.

But courage is not enough. His growing wounds and slow actions made him give up; he also could not last any longer.

It seemed that the bald man would not be able to survive. Sui nodded silently and jumped out from the depths of the forest.

Perhaps this village had other ideas, but Sui Xiong could not stand still with his arms crossed while he watched a hero fight for the safety of others.

The huge body gave rise to a gust of wind and huge tentacles waved, destroying trees and overturning the ground, like a tornado pulling a trace of terror on earth. They encouraged Sui Xiong to move quickly while crossing nearly ten miles. He finally rushed to the empty space in front of the village.

“Demacia!”

The giant jellyfish, roaring the game lines in a language that no one in this world could understand, struck and smashed the skeletons that swarmed towards the village gate with its swinging tentacles.

The explosion!

At least a hundred skeletons were destroyed by the attack. Even the ground collapsed. The monster's incredible power was on the full screen.

For these people who only had bones left, the giant jellyfish was extremely powerful.

“Ha ha! Look, you're trash !? I am strong, very strong! I am very attractive and very strong! ”

Sui Xiong, laughed, waved his tentacles and whipped the skeleton, which was crushed. Although he actually only showed a small portion of his own strength, this level of strength was enough to finish off a mighty army.

The villagers, who had been fighting fiercely, were stunned by this chain of events. There was no way they could see this coming!

Experienced gamers have seen Gailun jump out of the grass before, but who could have guessed such a wondrous thing as a giant dragon falling from the sky?

Fortunately, Sui Xiong had made this body quite protected. Although it was large, it was not very ferocious. It had a thick skin and a plain color, with no pattern or blemish. It was nothing more than a huge monster with thick skin and tentacles. Instead, the skeleton was more terrifying.

It was like an elephant and a hyena; although an elephant was much larger than a hyena and could kill one, judging by its appearance, it looked more friendly. Especially when the elephant protects you so you won't get hurt by a hyena.

Seeing Sui Xiong sweep through thousands of troops by waving tentacles in all directions and leaving the bone dregs flying in an irregular manner, many villagers cheered. However, behind the crowd, in the stone house that Sui Xiong could not feel, there was a pair of old eyes that did not show the slightest bit of excitement, but rather shock and anger.

“What the hell is this legendary creature !?” This was the night watchman and the chief priest of White Leaf Village. He stared intently at the giant who killed the skeletal group. He was so angry that even his beard was trembling.

After spending a lot of time, energy, and resources, he had set up several ways to maneuver, he said, and be ready to take advantage of this year's Ash Night as skeletal soldiers besiege to increase his strength through faith, and gain more followers for his religion. He could also see the bald old man, who was a hindrance to his preaching by always encouraging the villagers to be independent, dead.

At first, everything went well. Seeing that everything was happening step by step, and the bald man was about to die, the night watchman gathered that as he showed his strength as a last resort and acted as a savior, the, the villagers would bow down to him. They had bowed to him, but not in a godly way; they should sincerely worship him in a way that he devoted everything to His Majesty, and they should give His Majesty their confidence as well.

Shortly after the end of life, the night watchman would proudly be able to go to the kingdom of heaven from His Majesty. He prepared everything properly. When things happened step by step, all were under his command. However, this damn monster had destroyed everything!

Damnit damnit! Judged by this huge body and powerful strength, it should be a ruthless legendary monster, a monster that would destroy creatures so that people would be afraid. But why did it come to protect humans !?

The chief priest, who was wearing a black dress, was already very old. When he was young he was an adventurer, traveling everywhere throughout the continent. He had spread the glory of the gods they trusted, all while accumulating wealth and increasing their strength. He had also seen large, arrogant, and unprincipled monsters with desperate power arbitrarily doing things to harness their power.

More than once, he had seen the monster deliberately avoid hurting the villagers during the battle. At points, it was even willing to be taken advantage of, which gave the skeleton a chance to attack it. Always trying to protect the villagers.

There was no doubt that this was a good monster. Perhaps it was not from the human world, but from a noble, peaceful, and warm world. Is it a heavenly creature? Heavenly jellyfish? That's unheard of.

Other than a little doubt, he felt even more angry. This old priest had experienced many storms and failures, so it was no big deal if the plan failed. Small failures are tolerable, but he is more disappointed with the future.

Because the man of great stature was so friendly to humans, he tended to live in this area and become a patron saint or something. With his guardianship, the nearby villages certainly no longer had to rely on divine power to deal with the crisis. This might not be a big deal for the Good God Church who was good at treating illnesses, but it was a disaster for them, the Evil God Church, which was managed with fear and threat! Not to mention, good and evil have been rivals since ancient times; if that good monster would fight and kill even that not so evil necromantic creature, would it spare him, the head priest of the Evil God Church, who is truly evil?

He was afraid that after sweeping through the skeletal army, it would destroy His Majesty's holy house !!

The chest of the old priest's head fluctuated violently like a blacksmith's bellows. His anger was like a burning fire, almost driving him crazy. That's really irresistible!

Fear and anger made him walk impatiently, and disturbed the surrounding girls who acted as assistant priests. Fortunately, he was immediately conscious and calm.

Anger can't solve problems, but it can bring more problems. He had to remain calm, because everything had not been completely hopeless.

At this moment, mortal strength was useless. He could only pray to the great altar and ask for God's wisdom.

“Main the faithful self-judge, who cannot sleep guarding the divine door, your servant prays here, whose insignificant wisdom is no longer sufficient for immediate situations. I Pray that with Your Great Wisdom, you can tell me how to do it! ”

At first, his prayers went unanswered, but it didn't take long before the small temple let out a strange light. The light was dark, but undeniably dazzling. It was even stranger as warmth and cold were also released.

Accompanying this strange light was an inexplicable will, which only contacted the old priest before disappearing immediately, along with a fantastic light as if it had never existed.

“While! Is this my illusion? ”When the light appeared, Sui Xiong felt that the disturbing atmosphere was suddenly rising. He subconsciously looked at the stone house, but did not see anything special. When he intended to watch closely, the atmosphere disappeared, and everything was ordinary, so he wondered if he had just experienced an illusion.

However, this idea quickly passed. It was not an easy task to properly protect the villagers while dealing with the skeletal soldiers. At this moment, when he suppressed most of his own strength and was even more tense, he did not have much room for interference.

After all, there was a long time for communication in the future, so he wasn't worried about that. But even if he did not worry about it, his enemies would do so.

In the stone house, in front of the temple, the old priest who prayed with his eyes closed opened his eyes. There was no worry or anxiety in his eyes, but a color of ecstasy.

“Good! The time has come for me to go to the kingdom of my God! The glorious moment of my life has finally arrived! ”

He laughed, opened the treasure box, and took out a wooden stick.

There were many stains on the black wooden stick, and it looked like a trace left behind by dried blood. The bloody scent in the air also proved this. There was a very sharp part and two blood grooves on the wooden stick, which meant that once pierced into the prey's body, his blood would flow along the blood groove and dye the stick's special pattern. “Pola” that will turn blood into magic by quickly building a miniature sacrifice ritual, and will turn the sacrifice into an offering to the evil god.

Many years ago, when the old priest was a young priest, he spent a lot of money asking a witch, as evil as he was, to make him a wooden stick. He named it “persembahan”, completed many sacrifices using this, and delighted the gods with this sacrifice more than once.

Why could he be the chief priest who leads one side of the holy house, from the mediocre, is mostly associated with this staff.

Today, he had to use this stick again.

This time, he would offer the best sacrifice!