Chapter 367 Give Me a Chance (Subscribe)

Underground, in a spacious hall, the flames in the corner of the wall burned silently.

In this hall, there were more than ten or twenty people in black robes, with wide hat brims covering their faces, adding a touch of weirdness to the already quiet atmosphere.

At this moment, there was a clattering sound of footsteps from the left front, like leather shoes stepping on the floor.

A middle-aged man in a red robe walked slowly towards here.

He looked to be in his thirties or forties, with fluffy curly hair and a smile on his face, giving people a kind and amiable feeling.

"Hello, Bishop!"

More than twenty people in black knelt on one knee in unison, looking at the red-robed man with respect in their eyes.

"Lord Black Demon is above."

The red-robed man showed a pious look, tapped his body a few times with his fingers, and looked diagonally upward.

Then, he slowly lowered his head, the smile on his face became more gentle, and said: "Get up."

The black-robed people stood up from the ground.

"My Lord Bishop, did you summon us here to announce something?"

The leading black-robed man asked respectfully.

The red-robed man nodded, swept his eyes over the crowd, and said, "There are two things in total. Let's talk about the first one first."

He clapped his hands.

The next moment, a man who was nailed to a wooden frame was pushed out of a small door by two black-robed men.

Instantly, a bloody smell wafted through the hall.

The man tied to the wooden frame had no good flesh on his body, and he was barely breathing. It was obvious that he had been tortured and could die at any time.

Many black-robed men saw this and showed pity in their eyes.

It's not that they haven't seen worse situations than this one, but because they know the person being tortured.

Or, a few days ago, he was one of them.

"Do you all know him?"

The red-robed man asked with a smile.

"I know him."

"I know him."

Everyone didn't dare to neglect it and said one after another.

The man tied to the wooden frame seemed to be awakened by the movement around him. He opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at everything around him.

The atmosphere in the hall was quiet at this time.

"Lord, Bishop."

The man seemed to wake up, with a strong pleading look in his eyes, and said weakly: "Bishop, please, give me another chance."

"Give you another chance?"

The corners of the red-robed man's mouth rose.

"Yes, yes," the man said intermittently: "Last time, there was an accident. Bishop, please give me another chance. I will definitely double what I lost last time. Please, Bishop."

If Chen Fan was here, he would definitely recognize that the guy in front of him who was not in human form was the chess piece he arranged to enter the cult that day.

His original intention was to use this guy to get information about other cult teams. On the one hand, it was to eliminate harm for the people, and on the other hand, by destroying the black balls in their hands, he gained a lot of experience points.

Just from the scene in front of him, it seems that his goal has not been achieved.

"Do you think I should give him another chance?" The red-robed man looked at everyone.

Everyone looked at each other, unable to figure out his attitude, and kept silent.

At this time, the man who spoke at the beginning straightened his chest and said, "My Lord Bishop, I think it's wrong."

"Oh? Why?" The red-robed man asked with a smile.

"My Lord Bishop, Peng Song is incompetent. Not only did he lose the holy object, but he also killed other people in the team. If you let him go this time, then next time, if this happens again, will you let the next person go?"

"Fang Liang, you, you..."

Peng Song stared at the man who was speaking, with deep hatred in his eyes.

"My Lord Bishop, I think Peng Song should not be kept."

Another black-robed man stood up, and from the sound of the voice, it was actually a woman.

Fang Liang frowned on the side, seeming a little dissatisfied.

The woman said coldly, "Peng Song lost the holy object, but he still had the nerve to come back. Moreover, all the other people in the team died, and he was the only one alive. Is there a possibility that he was afraid of death and abandoned the holy object and the others in the team at the critical moment?"

"You, you are slandering me!"

Peng Song's eyes were blood red.

He clearly remembered that it was his teammates who sacrificed their lives to delay time for him, so that he could escape.

It's not a matter of deserting the battlefield or being afraid of death!

"I slander you?" The woman sneered, "Even if I slander you, you didn't do your job well, so you committed suicide to apologize, isn't it right? If it were me, I would never come back if I lost the holy object, and even if I died, I would die with the enemy."

The red-robed man heard this, and a touch of approval flashed in his eyes.

Fang Liang looked at the woman and clenched his fists tightly.

This guy, parroting others, flattering, is really shameless!

The red-robed man looked at the others and asked, "What about the others? Don't you have anything to say?"

The people behind looked at each other.

Among them, there were some who had a good relationship with Peng Song. They couldn't bear to see him suffer so much. Now, after hearing what Fang Liang and the others said just now, they wanted to put Peng Song to death, and they couldn't bear it even more.

In addition, everyone present was doing the same thing.

Today, Peng Song was tortured to death because he lost the sacred object.

Then tomorrow, they will be the ones who lose the sacred object.

Is Peng Song a lesson to them?

Therefore, in a sense, helping Peng Song is helping themselves.

"Your Majesty Bishop."

A man in black robes said: "Peng Song has devoted his whole life to the church over the years. Even if he has no merit, he has worked hard. This time he lost the sacred object. He really deserves death. But, Lord Bishop, can you see that Since he has worked so hard for so many years and has been punished, why should we give him a chance to redeem himself and make meritorious deeds? "

"Yes, Bishop," someone took the lead, and other voices also sounded one after another, "If Peng Song still loses the sacred object next time, I believe that he will commit suicide without your intervention, Bishop." "

"Master Bishop, give him a chance."

Peng Song breathed a sigh of relief after hearing more than a dozen voices begging for mercy on his behalf.

With so many people interceding on his behalf, he should be able to escape today.

Hey, if he knew that he would encounter something like this after coming back, he would rather escape to other places. Although he would be hunted down, it would be better than receiving this inhuman treatment.

Of course, everything has happened now, and it's too late to say anything.

He glanced at Fang Liang and the two people who had spoken before.

If there is a chance in the future, he must make these two people pay the price for what they said today! ! !

"oh?"

The man in red robe had a playful smile on his face, "There are so many people interceding on his behalf."

After the words fell, there was silence in the hall.

The dozen or so people who had originally begged for mercy were so frightened that they quickly shut their mouths.

"Should I praise you for your deep friendship? Or should I praise you for being a little smart?"

He walked slowly towards the crowd, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

"You guys, on the surface, you are interceding for him, but in fact, you are thinking that if you fail the mission one day, you will still have a way to survive when you come back, right?"

Everyone was so frightened that they quickly lowered their heads.

The uneasiness in Peng Song's heart became more and more intense.

What's the meaning?

Lord Bishop, are you determined not to give him a way out?

"Do you still remember what your situation was like before you joined the religion? You didn't even have enough food to eat, you didn't even have a place to live. You could be killed for meat at any time, or you could die in the wild. in the mouth of the beast,

What now? Well, not only do you have enough food and clothing, but you also have strength comparable to the awakened ones. These are all taught to you by the Black Demon.

When you joined the cult, you each swore that you were willing to sacrifice everything for the Black Demon Cult, even if it cost your own life.

Why, now that everyone has enjoyed the benefits of power, they have become greedy for life and afraid of death, and are no longer willing to sacrifice everything for Lord Black Demon? "

"Plop!"

Everyone knelt down in unison, shaking their heads and denying it.

Especially those who had previously pleaded for Peng Song cried bitterly.

Seeing this, the man in red robe regained the smile on his face and said: "Okay, everyone, get up. Of course I know that you are loyal to the Black Demon Lord and are willing to sacrifice everything for the Black Demon Cult. Moreover, you are loyal to the Black Demon Cult. Song Qingqing also allowed me to see the brotherhood of brothers in the church, but..."

He changed the subject, looked at Fang Liang and the two who had spoken before, and said: "Fang Liang was right just now. If Peng Song fails his mission this time and I let him go, then next time someone fails his mission again, he should How to do it?

Do you want me to let him go like this time? If I do this, does that mean that everyone has a chance to fail the mission? In the future, who will take the mission seriously? right? "

"Your Majesty the Bishop is right." Fang Liang, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head and said, "If you don't follow the rules and follow the rules, Peng Song should die to apologize for his failure in his mission."

"Yes, Peng Song brought it upon himself."

"The mission failed, but he still has the nerve to come back. I really wonder where he got the courage?"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

Soon, all the sounds turned into these three words.

Peng Song's face turned pale. He didn't expect that the glimmer of hope he had just seemed to have disappeared so quickly.

"Lord, Lord Bishop."

With tears streaming from his eyes, he begged, "Please, give me another chance. I will never, never let you down."

"It's not that I don't want to give you a chance, it's that everyone doesn't want to give you this chance."

The man in red robe sighed, and a black ball that was twice as big as the previous black ball appeared in his hand.

The next moment, streaks of red and black energy flew out from Peng Song's body and converged towards the black ball.

Peng Song's body quickly became shriveled and old at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a few seconds, there was only a pile of clothes piled on the ground.

Just like the people he sacrificed before.

Everyone looked at this scene with expressions of indifference and fear in their eyes.

The man in red robe took back the black ball and looked at the people kneeling on the ground, feeling very satisfied.

"Next, the second thing I want to say is very important. It is about Anshan City. You must listen carefully, because this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for both me and you." (End of this chapter)