I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 192 For Whom the Death Bell Tolls
Lu Deng stood at the gate of the Senate, shaking a little.

These steps are not high, and it is already very difficult for him to walk.

Al, with red eyes, quickly walked up to him and supported Lu Deng.

Luden smiled,
"There's no need to cry for me."

"I didn't cry."

"Go slowly, do you know what you're going to face next, Little Al."

"I know, Mr. Luden."

"Be prepared, this road is very long, very bitter, and it will drive people crazy. Just look at Isa and you will know. I even doubt that I will not be able to finish it by myself."

Al interrupted Luden, which was extremely rare.

She stared at Mr. Luden's eyes and asked earnestly,

"Are you really coming back?"

"Yes, it will."

Luden nodded and repeated,

"I never break my word."

"I trust you."

Al shook his head, preventing Luden from saying the following,

"Let's talk about the rest when we meet again, please tell me, please, please."

Al hangs his head, seemingly sobbing.

"it is good."

Luden said with a bit of a smirk,
"You can stab me now."

Luden had stabbed so many times, it would not be a loss for Al to stab him once.

Luden knew exactly what would happen next.

The script was written by him and the queen, and the actor is also himself.

Al raised his hand, covered his mouth with blood, and said in a crying voice,

"I've stabbed it, Mr. Loudon."

Luden lowered his head, a dagger pierced through his cloak and pierced his ribs.

Qiyun's poison. Well-deserved reputation
Lu Deng felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and more veterans came up in front of him, and they stabbed at him tremblingly with daggers in their hands.

In fact, Luden is dead.

Die from one's own disease, nuclear radiation, overdrawn medicine, Qiyun's toxin.
The elders still stabbed the dagger in their hands on a corpse.

They want to kill the former dictator Luden in the most direct and bloody way.

This is the will of the Senate.

Everyone must shoot, everyone must get blood on their hands, no one can escape
There are no innocents in this bloody murder.

Al, with blood on his hands, didn't know how he got out of the Senate.

She came in front of everyone, to be precise, she came in front of Awu.

If Lu Deng has any relatives in this world, it may only be Awu who is dependent on him for life.

Al's fingertips were still dripping blood, she said numbly and mechanically,

"he died."

The street was blocked, and there were not many people around here.

When people heard the news of Luden's death, there was not much shock or emotion, only silence.

Pang looked at the Senate in front of him, his eyes were calm, and no one knew what the marshal was thinking.

As long as he gave an order, he could let his soldiers surround the Senate, initiate another bloodbath, and avenge Luden.

Pang didn't do that.

The top revenge is often in the simplest way.

Pangge knew that he didn't have to do anything, which was the best revenge.

Luden would avenge himself, Luden's way.

Pangge looked at Al, he didn't often communicate with this woman, and he was even a little strange to Al, one of the Big Three.

The reason is simple: Al is Luden's woman.

Pangge felt that he shouldn't have too much involvement with Luden's woman.

Luden thought so too.

Justice Envi does not count.

Pang looked at Al, his gaze was heavy enough to overwhelm a weak woman, but Al met his gaze without saying a word.

Pang said,
"They must die."

Al nodded, "Okay."

Panger emphasized, "Everyone."

Al repeated, "Everybody dies."

Pang said coldly,
"All those involved in this murder, I want them to be hanged on the streetlights of Shenbang."

This is no longer revenge, but venting anger.

Pang had the confidence to vent his anger.

The death of Luden, one of the Big Three, indicated that the balance was broken.

But after breaking the balance, Pangge is the strongest among all parties!
Al was silent for a moment, nodded,

"As you wish."

Although it is difficult to do so, she will do it.

For Pangge, for Luden, for Al.

This is the revenge of the three giants of Shenbang.

"No!"

At this time, Awu recovered from the shock and tried his best to deny the reality.

won't die, won't die, he's mr. ludon, won't, won't
A muffled roar came out, and Awu rushed out like crazy, trying to rush into the Senate.

A few seconds ago, Awu was still thinking, after Mr. Luden came out
There is no more.

Mr. Luden is dead, in the senate, at the hands of those despicable senators.
A Wu who rushed out was quickly stopped by someone.

His eyes were red, he roared like a wild beast, and countless energies burst out from his body, it would take three or five adults to hold this child down!

Tied up Awu with a rope, Pang threw Awu to Spartacus, and said coldly,

"He's yours."

Awu is the successor chosen by Luden and the younger generation carefully trained by Pang Ge.

Now throwing it to a legion commander who was born as a slave?
Luden is dead, but Pang is still alive.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see what Awu means.

It would be very dangerous for Awu to stay in Shenbang.

"Take him out of the Kingdom of God, and do whatever you want, anything."

Pang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a bit of sneer at the corners of his mouth,

"After I die."

As long as Pang Ge is still alive, the state of God will be stable for a day.

As for the death of Pang
Panger took one last look at the Senate, turned and left,
"Don't worry about the flood after I die."

At the gate of the city, a pair of master and servant waited for a long time.

Elderly Jeff, uneasily said,

"Master Ryan, maybe we should go back to Marshal Pangge."

According to his information, Marshal Pangge's physical condition is not optimistic.

The more critical this situation is, the more Ryan should be by Pangge's side instead of going crazy here!

"I've been crazy for so many years, and it's rare for me to do something sober."

Ryan looked at the saber he was carrying, which was given to him by Pang Ge,

"Trust me, Uncle will support me in doing this."

Soon, Ryan got the person he was waiting for.

He stopped a fast horse and immediately tied a man.

Spartak looked at the master and servant in front of him with vigilant eyes.

"Introduce yourself, I'm a madman, you should know me.

There is also a lunatic on the wasteland, you may not have heard his name, his name is Vader Anthony, from the Maria family, and now he organizes exiles and slaves on the wasteland to do some interesting things. "

With that said, Ryan turned his head and took a last look at Shenbang. There was no hatred in his eyes, only relief and mockery.

In his own life, he hated many people, to the point of going crazy!
Hatred slowly grew in his heart, keeping him awake at night, and those thoughts spread endlessly.

Finally, Ryan figured it out.

What he should really hate is the Holy Family.

He hates this state of God, he loves this state of God, so...he wants to destroy this state of God.

Awu, who was tied to the horse, bit his lip, let the blood flow, and said indistinctly,
"I'm going to...kill all of them, all the saints. all the elders."

"Coincidentally, we thought so too."

In the afternoon sun, Ryan stretched out his right hand,
"I think we can form an alliance."

Awu didn't stretch out his hand, his hands were tied.

The hatred did not go to his head, and Awu felt sober as never before.

Mr. Luden, Yafu Pangge, everything he taught him came to mind at this moment.

Awu never thought that he could be so cold-blooded, that after hearing the news of Mr. Luden's death, he would still have the mind to make a deal with someone!

For a moment, Ah Wu felt sorry for himself.

Soon, he was no longer sad.

He wanted revenge, and the raging fire was burning in his chest, and he wanted to burn Awu to ashes.

In order to take revenge, Awu knew very well that he had to form an alliance.

Ryan is the dean of St. Peter's Sanatorium. In recent years, he has mainly helped the poor and the sick. He has a high reputation among the people. At the same time, there is Panger's blood inheritance. St. Peter's Sanatorium also has many saints
Pang Ge once mentioned the matter of allies to Awu bluntly.

A Wu just didn't expect this incident to happen so quickly.

Facing Ryan's invitation, Awu asked bluntly,

"what would you like?"

He could only promise Ryan.

For revenge, Awu is willing to give everything.

all.

"I have a big appetite."

Ryan held up two fingers,

"A house of gold to reward the loyalty of my servants. And...an apple a day."

Hearing the other party's conditions, Ah Wu didn't hesitate, bit his own wound hard again, and blood dripped down.

Ryan caught the blood with his palm, closed his fist, and showed a bright smile,

"make a deal!"

He glanced back at Bon,
"Farewell, Shenbang."

If there is a time to meet again, it should be another farewell.

The old Big Three withdrew from the stage, and an era was over.

A new era is slowly beginning.

Mr. Luden is dead.

This news brought an earthquake to Shenbang.

The elders of the Senate said that Mr. Luden died of exhaustion. He fainted suddenly at the meeting of the Senate, and died after rescue failed.

The elders also said they would hold a funeral of the highest standard for former dictator Loudon.

There was a smell of conspiracy in the air, but no proof.

There was a haze over people's hearts.

Conspiracy theories are breeding in dark corners. People are suspicious, hesitant, fearful, and confused, just like sheep on the wasteland, not knowing where to go.

thump—

thump—

The bell of Shenbang rang again.

The bell this time did not herald the arrival or departure of the orcs, it was not the bell from the high platform.

The bell seemed to be ringing noisyly by several, dozens of bells.

The bells they heard sounded a little sad, tragic and mournful.

This is the death knell.

Listening to the death knell, people walked out of their homes with confusion and confusion on their faces.

People don't know for whom the death knell is tolling.

Confused people raised their heads, hoping to find answers in the sky.

Then, they saw a scene that they would never forget, and it was also recorded in history—the body of Mr. Lu Deng, the former dictator, former tribune, and great benefactor of God's blessing, was hung on the street lamp.

According to Luden's last wish, the truth about his death is made public in the most straightforward way!

The famous paintings handed down from the Kingdom of God were also born on this day.

"Mr. Luden at the Streetlight"

Mr. Luden, who was hanging on the street lamp, had a torn cloak and was stabbed dozens of times. His blood stained his white clothes red and then black.

His body was like a piece of rag, swaying in the wind, ruthlessly revealing the truth to people:

Mr. Luden, died not of fatigue, but of murder!

rescue?

You saved Mr. Luden with a knife?
A bloody murder, carried out in the despicable Senate!

No one knew why Luden's body appeared on the street lamp. The guards wanted to remove the body, but were roughly separated by the crowd.

After the confused people passed the initial panic, they began to get angry.

Anger at lies, anger at deception!

The bards took up the bagpipes and harps and took to the streets one after another, with hoarse and mournful voices, playing an elegy for the passing of a hero,

"They told us that you walked peacefully."

"They told us you had an easy walk."

"They told us that you died for the kingdom of God."

"They told us everything but never said it was the truth."

"Blood, violence, cruelty, lies, deceit!"

"How many lies to endure, how much darkness to experience, was there really a saint in the world, why can't I see traces of the existence of a saint in Shenbang?"

"."

The bell is still ringing.

Under tremendous pressure, the mastermind of the bloody murder—Senior Knight, stood up for various reasons!
She accused the Senate of a murder, a bloody murder!

Even if she is one of the chief envoys, she still accuses the Senate and everyone!

Large-scale reports were published in newspapers, reigniting the anger of the people.

Along with Luden's abnormal death, the conspiracy surfaced, the bloody murder was revealed, the history of the Qiyun ruins was deciphered, and the newspaper spread.
In people's hearts, something has collapsed.

Shenbang, the sky is about to change.

These days, quarrels broke out constantly in the Senate. People blamed each other, complained, and made noises. It was as lively as a zoo.

To appease the outrage, all the senators involved in the bloody murder were hanged.

Veteran Knight is no exception.

It's just that, as a true saint, she was secretly executed by the Inquisition.

Originally, she didn't have to die, and the Senate hoped to keep Al.

Whether it is among the saints or the people, Al has a very high reputation.

She is alive, it is better for Shenbang.

Al chooses to die.

Since that day, there has been no news of El Isa from Shenbang.

The public anger seems to show no signs of subsiding, but intensified.

These days, the Senate has arrested [-] scholars, [-] judges, sealed up [-] newspaper offices, suppressed seven uprisings, and burned two batches of books from the Qiyun site.
All in vain.

The harder they try, the worse it gets.

In desperation, the Senate was going to force Pang to come forward to clean up the mess.

The Senate has restricted Pangge's power countless times, weakened the three giants of Shenbang, and maintained the balance of all forces.

Right now, Pangge has become their only hope.

As long as Pongo comes forward, everything will be fine.

dong dong——

dong dong——

The chilling death knell sounded again.

"Which bastard is ringing the death knell!"

"For whom does the knell toll?!"

The new grand senator yelled,
"Send someone to arrest the bastard who rings the bell! Let the Inquisition find out he has done anything against the holy code in his life! Silence! Where did we just talk, bestow the name of Pong 'Augustus' ,let him"

A messenger interrupted the meeting of the Senate.

He brought sad news to the Senate:

"Shenbang Supreme Marshal Pang Ge Yager passed away at home this afternoon."

The senate was quiet, there was no quarrel, nothing, only twelve walking dead.

All the elders sat slumped on the seats, like fish stranded on the shore, only opening and closing their mouths, breathing mechanically, proving that they were still alive.

The Senate has finally achieved its wish for several years-to completely eradicate the three giants of Shenbang.

Kill Luden, Execute Elder Knight, Consume Pang
The Big Three are dead.

Each of them died at the most inappropriate time.

Not only did their deaths fail to save Shenbang, but they added a firewood to the flames of death, pressing the accelerator button!

All power, all glory, at this moment, returns to the Senate.

Outside the Senate, the death knell rang.

So don't ask for whom the bell tolls.

It sings for the kingdom of God!

　So ask not for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for you! —English poet, John Donne
　　
　
(End of this chapter)