Chapter 517: Make a living

The dwarf Langton meant that the name was just a symbol. When he died, the symbol received more attention and more honor, but it was all in vain.
People often earn a dead name, which is really stupid thinking that is difficult to understand.
Langton didn't seem to care about the reputation after death. What he cared about was his own death, whether he could bring freedom to his tribe.
Morin understood Langton's meaning, and he said very solemnly: "I don't swear to you, I just tell you directly, you people, I will do my best to get them out."
Although Morin's words are not so heavy, it seems that some people, once they want to guarantee anything, can say that they are alive and dead, and they are more real than the real thing.
However, even with such a bland response from Moline, Langton had an unusual trust in Moline.
There are some people who have never done things that are unbelievable and unbelievable, and they are always upright. The feeling he brings to people is trustworthy, even if he never deliberately expresses himself.
This is Moline at this time.
Langdon nodded and expressed his trust in Moline and asked: "What do you need me to do? Tell me carefully now."
Morin said: "Now that the rumors have spread out, it is estimated that the spiders will soon know these rumors. For these rumors, they can't fail to find the roots, and they will definitely be able to find out that this rumor originated in the dwarf . At this time, you need to stand up, so as to avoid all the dwarves from being implicated. And you have to bite it, this rumor is what you say, you can make a legend based on the characteristics of your race , But a very positive answer. The most important thing is to let the rumors spread out loud anyway, even if"
"Even at the cost of my life, this is my sacrifice," Langton said. "Although I don't know what these rumors can do, I will follow your schedule."
After Morin explained the matter, he remained here to investigate the situation. Because there is a very important news, Mo Lin has not obtained, so he can not leave.
The rumors spread by Morin have become more and more fierce. Almost all the slaves are talking about this matter. This level of excitement is not less than that of the long tongue woman's attention to the peachy news of others. .
The spiders are no longer able to tolerate such a situation. On this day, they have captured several slaves who are talking about rumors while working.
After some inquiries, the spiders easily knew that these rumors first came from the dwarves, so the spiders immediately suspended the work of all the slaves, and wanted to catch all the dwarves and make an open fighting meeting.
Ideological problems have always been extremely serious problems. Those who blatantly confuse others with impure and unorthodox ideas cannot tolerate those who are in a dominant position.
Although it is just a verbal talk, it seems that there is no major event involved, but no matter where the king, for such a person, it is strictly punished.
This severe punishment spans time and space, and continues to spread and continue. Today, as the rulers of these slaves, the spiders must naturally show their majesty.
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However, when the Nerubian was going to catch all the dwarves, Langton stood up and said: "These are not rumors, I heard them from the true God. The words of the true God came from my mouth for the purpose of Tell many working people that your days of oppression and labor are not far away. Long live the true god! Long live the true god! The ancient will perish! The ancient god"
"Slap, crack, crack"
A series of shadow lashes rolled Langdon's ground, but Langton's mouth was bleeding, and he still shouted slogan: The ancient will perish!
Such a blatant rebellion surprised the Nerubian by surprise. They no longer took into account the other dwarves and their efforts. They took full control of Langton and took him to the center of the Grand Place.
All the slaves, including the other dwarves, watched this scene: Langton was quickly stripped of his clothes and tied to a post.
One of the Nerubian bosses came to Langton and said, "True God? Joke, in Azenos, there is only one God, and that is the ancient God! Where does your so-called True God come from, and what power does he have to help you? And How did you call the true God tell you this kind of muddy words? Come on!"
Langton looked at the spiders with disdain and said, "There are many kinds of true gods, but the one who told me the truth is Cassius, the of the earth. I have already hated the evil creatures like you, so I called sincerely. My God, he responded to me. He said that the Blue Dragon, which has absorbed his power and became stronger, has organized an army and will come to rescue us. Brothers, you can rest assured, as long as the True God and his Blue Dragon The army is here, our days of freedom will not be far off!"
"Shut up!" The Nerubian leader pulled Langdon's shadow whip again, but Langton didn't flinch.
"The true God has given me strength, you can't help me!" Langton said.
"Why don't you?" The Nerubian leader looked at Langton, three pairs of evil single eyes stared at him, and suddenly thrust the claws of his forefoot into Langton's abdomen.
The slaves exclaimed, but Morin stared at Langton, who also looked at him and said, "True God never lies"
A mouthful of blood ran out of Langton's mouth, and the Nerubian leader sneered and said, "Your true God does not exist. Here, I am the true God who can decide your life and death!"
With that, it swept its paws down, Langton's belly was opened, and the intestinal tube in his stomach was like a thick rope, and the white flowers flowed out, and he finally died.
The dwarves were very moved and shed tears, but in the face of the fierce spiders, none of them could move, and they could only let their brothers be cut by the enemy.
"There is no true God, everything is his fantasy," the Nerubian leader turned around and looked at the slaves. "If any of you dare to spread such rumors, it will be like his end. You are all ancient gods. We will not kill you easily, slaves. This is where you are thankful, but this is an exception."
The Nerubian pointed to Langton’s body again and said,
Children, you haven’t tasted fresh meat in a long time. Enjoy every meal!

A group of little spiders squeaked and crawled towards the stone pillars of the square, and Langton's body was tied to it.
The slaves did not want to see this scene, because, they felt that if Langton was swallowed by the spiders, the so-called true would also disappear-even then, the true did not show signs. Is there any difference between him?