The people who rolled down the mountain fell to the foot of the mountain and were dragged back by Vincent's demons.
Opening the sack, Vincent saw a dying middle-aged man with multiple fractures all over his body.
After several demon dogs smelled the scent of this man, they barked like they were stimulated.
"This person... must be a cultist." Niniya carefully identified his clothes before reporting to Vincent, "Master, this is just an ordinary cultist."
The cultist, whose mouth was full of blood from the fall, stared at the people around him with a pair of sinister eyes, obviously not intending to surrender.
"That's right, he's not dead yet." Vincent said to Prani who was accompanying him, "Give him treatment, but don't allow him to be completely cured. You have to keep the pain as long as possible."
"Uncle, this is really a strange request." Prani said helplessly, "It's okay, okay, I thought you would ask to magnify the pain..."
"Sage, you are really a genius! Just do what you want, and if you do a good job, I will give you a new toy to play with!"
Inspired by this, Vincent's eyes lit up and he did the opposite of Pulani's suggestion.
Sure enough, not long after, heart-rending screams rang out at the foot of the mountain, echoing in the quiet mountains.
Although the monsters below thought the sound was pleasant and pleasant, like listening to fairy music, their ears suddenly became clear.
The condescending villagers couldn't help but feel horrified when they saw the scene below.
Dear believer, why did you fall down so easily?
If you fall into the hands of the demons, even if you don't die from the fall, you will definitely be tortured to the point of death.
The strong men in the village had already rushed to the front to defend. The missionaries who did not participate in the battle should have stayed in the safety of the back of the village. Why did they fall down the mountain without warning?
Could it be that the front of the demons was a feint attack, and the strange soldiers descended from the cliff behind?
However, before people could react, someone else fell down behind them.
Needless to say, this time, I am still a free believer preaching for them.
Unfortunately, before they could let the people gain freedom from the demons, they flew out in free fall.
The village chief quickly asked some armed villagers to run back, but these ten people left for a long time and did not come back.
This strange and unpredictable situation plunged the village into panic even before the official battle began.
Although the village chief who directed the battle had served as a soldier for King Herod, he had never encountered such a situation.
At this moment, on the one hand, he was worried that the demons in front would launch a strong attack, and on the other hand, he was worried that more people behind him would be killed. He was in a dilemma for a while.
Soon he no longer had to hesitate. When the third follower of the God of Liberty fell from the mountain, he realized that the villagers' fight was doomed to be in vain.
Since you can throw people out without anyone noticing, it's easy to set off a fire or cause vicious corruption.
This is a warning, but also a form of restraint.
No one in the village was harmed, and those who fell were free believers who came to preach. This made people feel... fortunate.
Don’t they love to say “freedom is not free”?
"Have mercy on me, Lord Lord, please spare me..."
Just when the villagers were confused and didn't know how to deal with it, the cultist who fell down started howling at the top of his lungs.
"We don't dare to set fire anymore. Please spare me and I can lead you..."
Set a fire? The villagers suspected that they heard wrongly. Why did the apostle who claimed to bring freedom set a fire?
Could it be that the village chief's face turned gloomy? He was now worried not only about the demon lord, but also about the preachers of freedom and justice in the village.
So, he winked at his cronies and tribesmen and asked them to go back as unnoticed as possible.
In fact, this was unnecessary. Before those people had gone very far, they saw a man in neat sect uniforms stumbling from behind the village.
"It's the Immortal." Someone recognized the person's identity at a glance, "He came by himself before we could go find him?"
"Save me..."
The leader of the Free Order struggled to utter a few syllables, but then he could no longer make any sound. A strong hand pressed down on his throat, causing his face to twist in pain.
The hand did not stop moving and continued to lift the dean up. After shaking it hard for a while, a bunch of broken things fell from his body.
"Firestone!" the sharp-eyed villagers immediately shouted, "Why does the leader have this on his body?"
Fire-kindling stone is a cheap magic stone that is widely used among the people. Because it can quickly light fire, it is widely used among the people, and even the villagers are very familiar with it.
"Tell me, what do you want to do?" A strange, emotionless voice sounded from behind the dean, "You only have one chance to tell the truth."
The patriarch's face was as ugly as that of a dying man, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and he wanted to look back.
Unfortunately, the terrifying pressure on his neck bones left him with no more options.
"Burn..." He took advantage of his hand to relax a little and took the time to spit out a few words, "Village."
After being shocked and stunned, the villagers all became extremely angry.
"Why?" Someone raised a pitchfork and roared, "Aren't you here to save us?"
"They don't care about you." The voice behind him said in a low voice. "When the lord comes in, they will set fire to the village and bury you with them."
As he spoke, the man behind him revealed half of his face.
"Orc!" the villagers screamed, "What are you going to do?"
"My name is Sadaka." The astonishingly strong orc said slowly, "I was sent by the lord to save you from the evil cult."
As he spoke, he grabbed the cult leader's neck and forced him to reveal his plan to burn the villagers and demons at the same time.
"If I hadn't thrown their people down just now, as soon as you retreated, they would have set fire to the whole village, burning both the old and the young to death."
If it hadn't been for the imam's personal admission, the villagers wouldn't have believed that the believers they treated as sages and honored guests could be so evil and cruel.
"I am also a victim of a cult, so I will not ignore it," Sadaka said to the villagers. "I think you should talk to the lords and don't just listen to the lies of the cultists."
Soon, a white flag was hoisted on the stone wall in front of the village.
The village chief, who originally didn't think he could resist the army, personally held a white flag and escorted the pastor, who was still half breathing, to surrender to Vincent.
As early as when the vanguard of the demon army was entangled with the villagers, Sadaka sneaked into the village alone and used his keen sense of smell to find the location of the cultists.
He killed three of the four cultists without knowing it.
The remaining leader did not have as much evil power as Luke, so he was caught by Sadaka like a chicken and became the key to convincing the villagers.
"You are the lone hero who saved them." Vincent praised, "Having you alone in the army is as good as a thousand people!"
"It is your kindness that saves people." Sadaka said humbly, "I just hate the cult and did what I should do."
Because he voluntarily surrendered, Vincent personally exempted Duolan Village from 20% of the tax that night, distributed the money defrauded by the cultists to the villagers, and promised not to pursue them for the crime of rebellion.
Duolan Village promises to continue to pay taxes, provide materials to Silver Dragon Castle, entertain passing caravans at the foot of the mountain, and will never allow the freedom cult to enter again.
The local food production is not much, but there are many trees on the mountain, especially beech, which has a very good texture.
While resting in the village, Vincent saw the unprocessed solid wood. He was happy and thought of an interesting toy.