The night wind blows, the blood moon is lonely, and there are occasional sounds of waves and finger sharks jumping out of the water.
Ash watched everything indifferently, seemingly uninterested in what they said.
"Even so -" Andreyer asked as if grasping a life-saving straw: "What does this have to do with you betraying the interests of the citizens to please the Blood Moon clan? You know everything, so you want to join them?"
"I tried my best to unite all races and please the Blood Moon in order to promote the formation of the fighting league."
"But-"
"You don't understand, Andreyer. A weak, short-sighted human like you doesn't know anything about blood."
The ogre said: "Yes, just as you predicted, after the implementation of the fighting league, violence, death, and killing will become the main theme of this city, and Blood Saint Yueying will be happy from ear to ear."
"But the new generation will also learn to be barbaric, violent, and cruel. They will develop a bloody nature that none of our previous generations have, and they will dare to wield a sword in the face of the Lord of God!"
"Just for this?" Andreyer's eyes widened.
"Not only that, but more importantly... Hahaha, although I have always refused to admit that I was born in the garbage dump of the Stick Skull Nursing Home, I have to admit that the Stick Skull is not useless. It at least made me understand that a person can
The way to break through the blood moon law——"
The ogre laughed heartily and said: "Let's fight. Nothing can help two people understand each other better than fighting. There is only one way for an ogre to make friends - go over and beat him up!"
"You betrayed the interests of the people, curried favor with the Blood Moon Clan, and secured your position as mayor, just to achieve this illusory goal?" Andreyer smiled bitterly: "Feinan Xue, are you really so kind?"
"You don't understand, Andreeye, you don't understand at all..." the ogre said: "If you want to bring down the Blood Moon clan, or even challenge the Blood Moon Extreme Lord, this is definitely not something that one or two people can achieve.
It is a miracle, but a history jointly promoted by all races and all people... Only at any cost can it be possible to change this country."
"Whatever the cost?"
"Yes, no matter the cost, you are the price, I am the price, and these generations of people are also the price. We are useless, and the hope of change can only be placed in the future. The greatest meaning of our existence is to nourish the soil as nutrients, and we look forward to this
This filthy land will one day be able to bloom normal flowers."
"Of course, if you say I have no selfish motives, it would definitely be a lie."
The ogre glanced at the blood moon in the night sky: "If everything goes well, my reputation will reach its peak; if my successors can continue on my path, a great revolution will eventually break out. I, Alan Doyle Financier,
Wise names will be praised throughout the ages, and the ogre's wisdom will be crowned with the honor of challenging the God Lord..."
He shouted fervently: "I just want you bastards to admit from the bottom of your heart that ogres are the greatest, smartest, and bravest race in the world!"
Andreyer looked at the ogre who was almost submerged in chains up to his neck, and was speechless for a moment.
When Fei Nanxue said that the bottom layer of the Blood Moon Kingdom was to serve the Blood Moon Clan, he was already destined to die, and the citizens would never let him go.
It's like in a completely closed or even poisonous room, where everyone is slowly dying in their sleep, but when he wakes up, he wakes up others by shouting like an alarm clock. Will other people thank him? No, because
There is no point in waking up except to add to the pain, because the walls are impenetrable and because mortals cannot challenge the God-Lord.
They just want this vicious alarm clock to stop.
What's more, Feinanxue didn't want to save them. On the contrary, the ogre wanted to use the current generations as sacrifices, draining their value to water the land, so that future people could be saved.
Except for a small number of middle-aged and elderly people, most young people are furious about this - why do you sacrifice us so that the next generation can be saved? What does the next generation have to do with us? It has nothing to do with us whether they live well or not.
?
This ogre mayor is a racial fanatic who does evil things!
Suddenly, the stone pillar under the ogre's seat suddenly rose, allowing him to rise alone to a height of more than 100 meters. Everyone looked from below and saw the ogre mayor in the center of the blood moon, as if he would be dead in the next second.
To be swallowed up and melted by the scarlet moonlight!
"With more than 50% of the votes, the executioner will arrive early." Ash looked calm: "The executioner who will arrive this time is the Hydra executioner."
The entire Broken Lake seemed to be boiling. Amidst the sound of waves, the stone pillars separated into eight hideous and huge snake bodies. The ogre's stone seat gradually transformed into the mouth of the giant snake. He sat in the mouth of the snake. As long as
The giant snake can digest and dissolve him with just one sip.
But those who accept redemption during the Blood Moon Judgment do not have such an easy and comfortable way to die.
The camera flew to a high altitude to take pictures. The ogre looked at it and said with a smile:
"Ash Heath, I have done as you wished, completely tearing the face of the Blood Moon Nation, but I don't think this will have any effect... It's a pity. If I had known what you were capable of, I would have followed you secretly.
Contact with the Four-Pillar God Religion… No wonder Blood Moon is strictly investigating the Four-Pillar God Religion…”
hiss!
The other eight snake heads suddenly danced wildly under the moon, biting the ogre's limbs from all directions!
laugh!
Blood flowers bloomed everywhere on his body, and all fell into the mouth of the giant snake. Not a drop was wasted. The ogre's body trembled slightly, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, the smile on his face became more and more ferocious, and his neat and white teeth seemed to have changed.
Pointed.
"Idiots who grew up under the blood moon, it is impossible for a savior to be born among you... You scumbags are not worthy of being saved by a savior... At best, you can only give birth to conspirators like me..."
"I only knew that you couldn't tolerate a kind-hearted savior, but I didn't expect that you couldn't even tolerate a vicious conspirator like me."
"But it doesn't matter."
Fei Nanxue showed an arrogant and evil smile: "Ever since I was born, I have been accustomed to the shame of being isolated by idiots."
Snap!
Under the blood moon, nine snakes share their food.
...
...
Cammon City, in an ogre painting studio.
Lunch box garbage is everywhere here, mixed with scattered paint, emitting an unspeakable pungent smell.
A young ogre sat on a tattered soft chair, watching Fei Nanxue in the light curtain being bitten to death by nine snakes.
This was not the first time he saw Fei Nanxue. In many news, he had seen this compatriot in formal clothes attending various elegant occasions. He knew that Fei Nanxue was known as the 'most elegant ogre'. He had seen her countless times.
Insulting the ogre mayor in the bar, scolding him for changing his teeth to please voters, scolding him for not taking care of the ogre, scolding him for being so rich but not knowing how to give everyone some money...
At the beginning of the trial, he also looked forward to the lake where Feinanxue was crushed into a pulp. He had long been unhappy and even hated Feinanxue - everyone is an ogre, why can you be the mayor and enjoy everything?
Ronghua, but we can only live in the lower-class area and don’t even dare to order takeout?
If it were a human mayor or an elf mayor, he wouldn't be so angry, except Feinanxue.
You are an ogre, why are you living better than us?
He also voted for Fei Nanxue's redemption just now.
But now looking at the trial scene in the light curtain, the young ogre didn't know why, but he felt empty and uncomfortable. It was worse than being hungry and worse than being beaten by gangsters.
He vaguely realized something, and that guess seemed to turn into a hydra, biting his heart. He fell to the ground in pain, tears overflowing uncontrollably, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.
.
He was retching, so uncomfortable that he felt like he wanted to vomit out his soul, but nothing could come out.
He wanted to call, but didn't know what to call.
Mayor? Fei Nanxue? That bastard who is more disgusting than the orc dancer?
At this moment, a voice message suddenly popped up on the light screen:
"Congratulations, because your redemption vote successfully sanctioned the prisoner, you were selected for the lottery of the 'Justice Messenger Grand Wheel' and successfully won the third prize. Now I will give it to you..."
This voice message completely broke his psychological defense. This young ogre who was fearless could no longer bear it. He curled up on the ground and cried like a baby. His face was covered with tears and snot, and he cried so hard that he couldn't breathe.
Crying and talking nonsense.
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