Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 160:

“It’s great!” Wo La said happily, “This guy is dead!”

“Yeah! Good death! It’s a pity to die too late!”

“It’s not bad to die now, it’s better to die than not to die!”

“Yeah, that’s right! It’s better to die than not to die.” The **** of justice Joel Gardeman laughed, and then the avatar in the Pantheon stood up, coughed twice, clear Clear your throat, and then use it to be extremely loud and deafening, which can ensure that every deity in the Pantheon can clearly hear the voice yelling.

“Everyone! Tell you a good news!”

He paused for a while, then his voice became louder again, shouting: “The **** of conspiracy is dead!”

His voice answered in the Pantheon, but there was still silence.

After a while, a deity stood up and asked: “Are you… are you kidding me?”

“How is it possible!” Joel Gardman was angry, “Is my credit so bad? When did I make a joke!”

“But…but… how could that guy… die?”

“He must be dead. It’s safe, I can be sure.” Yolgadman said.

“Did you destroy him?”

“No.”

“Then, which great Majesty eliminated him?” The **** had some meaning to break the casserole and ask the end.

Jolgardeman frowned again and said impatiently: “What are you asking about this? Do you still want to avenge him?”

“No!” The deity immediately shook his head, “I just…in the past I made a vow that whoever destroys that bastard, I am willing to become his slave **** and serve him…”

Jol Gardman understood what was going on, pondered for a moment, and said: “That one…he doesn’t need anything from God.”

“He is not a god, but an ancient demigod, right?”

“…really, it is not good for you to inquire about him.” Jolgadman sighed, “Anyway, the **** of conspiracy is dead. He can’t die anymore, completely. You guys. Whether you have hatred or friendship with him, it’s all here. Even if you have any shameful dealings with him, just give up. The existence of the’God of Conspiracy’ has become a concept of the past. Up.”

After speaking, he sat down and ignored the questioning of the gods.

It is naturally impossible for the gods to go to the second row of the Pantheon to ask him, so they had to discuss with each other. At this time, the deities who were sitting near the **** of conspiracy suddenly became sweet and gluttonous. Many deities asked them exactly, and were even willing to pay some benefits in order to obtain information.

It’s just that the deities themselves don’t know anything, so where did the information come from?

They don’t even know when the **** of conspiracy fell, they really don’t know when they ask three questions.

The gods asked no results, so the discussion became louder and louder, and gradually stirred up like a tide in the Pantheon.

Jolgadman listened to the chattering discussion behind him, and felt the countless spiritual thoughts that were constantly shuttled like a torrent. His brows wrinkled and deepened. Finally he couldn’t help jumping up and turning around and shouting: “You are free Do you have to be boring! Go and do business when you are bored! The **** who owes the knife is dead, everyone should be happy! Shouldn’t you celebrate first before talking!”

He reminded the gods that many gods came back to their senses after being surprised, and all smiled.

It is indeed as the God of Justice said, no matter how the God of Conspiracy died, the important thing is that he died.

He is dead! He is dead! ! He is dead! ! !

This is simply the best news!

The popularity and reputation of the **** of conspiracy are almost unique in the Pantheon. When Sui Xiong annihilated the Alliance of the Evil Gods, there were still many evil gods who were worried about themselves. But the **** of conspiracy is dead, not to mention that the good gods are overwhelmed with joy, even many evil gods have shown sincere smiles.

This thing is so happy!

More than one deity has issued an oracle to let his followers use today as a new holiday, and celebrate it every year in the future. Many deities are also preparing for Zhang Luo, preparing for a large-scale celebration to celebrate this event.

Someone in the Void God System also suggested this.

“Celebration?” Sui Xiong was stunned for a moment and looked at Vie. “Didn’t you give up this priesthood and become the **** of pleasure?”

“But when there is something worth celebrating, shouldn’t we have a celebration?” Vier asked back, “The **** of conspiracy is over, this is something worth celebrating! What’s wrong with having a celebration?”

Sui Xiong pondered for a while, and found that there seemed to be nothing wrong.

The **** of conspiracy is dead. Of course this is a good thing, and it’s a great thing, a good thing worth celebrating!

In this case, a celebration seems to be taken for granted.

So he nodded and agreed.

Anyway, he has too much money to spend, so there is nothing wrong with finding a chance to hold a big celebration.

So the oracle was released soon, and the senior officials of the Void Church and the Northwestern Republic who learned the reason for the celebration were all smiles, and when the news spread among the people, many scholars and priests even changed to the festival. Dress up and celebrate spontaneously on the streets.

Not only that, but after a while, the Northwestern Republic received news from various countries, including the two factions of the tense Gold Coin Federation.

These messages are roughly in this format: XX, do you know? The evil **** of conspiracy has fallen! This is a happy event for all countries, and a happy event for all creatures in the world! We are very happy today, and you must be very happy too! How about we celebrate together?

As for where the news came from… The **** of pleasure, Vier, said that he didn’t know anything, don’t look at him, he wouldn’t say anything if he looked at him…

Even many people living in seclusion were shocked. More than one hermit master left their secluded place and came to the world or some other well-informed place to inquire, and then determined the **** of conspiracy. After the news of his death, many seniors were unable to maintain the calm and calmness of the past, and laughed loudly.

“That guy has today too!”

“Great! Great!”

“Fate! You are so kind to me~IndoMTL.com~ so that I can live to wait for this news!”

“I died without regrets! I died without regrets!”

……

From these words, it can be seen that they have all suffered because of the **** of conspiracy, and each of them has deep hatred.

As for the believers of the **** of conspiracy… sorry, those devout believers are already dead. Although the remaining shallow believers and pan-believers are a little uneasy because of the **** of conspiracy, they are more ambitious.

The death of the **** of conspiracy means that the priesthood of “conspiracy” is vacated.

So, who can guarantee that they will not have the opportunity to inherit this priesthood and become the gods of conspiracy for the next generation?

So, a grand celebration that affects all the world, regardless of race, good and evil, is about to begin…