C2368 Leader Don't Kill Me
The Hellhound was not without intelligence. After living in hell for such a long time, it had more or less gained some intelligence, especially in this world where the strong preyed on the weak.2
A while ago, there was a piece of news that spread around their circle of Hellhound. The Infernal Realm had already changed owners, or to be more accurate, it had changed leaders. The chaotic situation from before had disappeared, and what replaced it was unity.
Those who had once been their masters were mostly dead, and those who had not died were now under the control of the temple. In the forests of the Infernal Realm, the temples had always been sacred places. The powerful beings living there were all beings that could subdue them. Now the Reaper had died and the temple ruled Hell, and, well, the new leader, though they had never seen it, knew it.
Oh, yes, they had smelled the leader. Furthermore, they had an idea implanted into their minds. Once they smelled this, no matter what identity the other party had, they would listen to his commands. Hellhound themselves were all dogs, so their sense of smell was very sensitive. After the smell entered their brain, they formed a point of view in their subconscious mind.
This was the smell of a new leader. As long as they could smell this, they had to obey orders regardless of the identity of the other party. They had to do it even if they had to die. The biggest difference between animals and humans was the idea of obeying orders. When a person obeyed orders, they would more or less have an unnatural thought. However, for animals, ordering was an instruction for them not to think about anything.
Just like the Hellhound now, when Lin Fann stomped on it with one foot, the moment Lin Fann wanted to resist, it immediately gave in because it smelled the scent of a leader.
In these short two seconds, its state changed from anger at the beginning to fear afterwards. Whistling sounds came out of his mouth as his crawling body shook its head. Its two eyes looked pitifully at Lin Fann.
Spare me, leader, spare me, I didn't know it was you, if I knew it was you, I wouldn't dare to do it even if I had the guts …
Lin Fann, who was just about to kill the Hellhound, suddenly heard a voice filled with milk in his head. He was stunned for a moment, then stopped and frowned. He looked at the Hellhound under his feet and stepped on it: "Are you talking?"
"That's great, that's really great. Leader, it's really great that you can hear my voice. I am the one who is speaking. Leader, you have a lot to do and don't bother with a dog. It was because I didn't know that something like that happened. If I knew, I wouldn't dare to act like that at all. Leader, please forgive me, no, please don't kill me, you can cut off one of my arms. "
"What do you mean, leader? Did you come from hell?" Master Jingxin told you my identity? " Lin Fann guessed a bit, but he was not sure. "Or is it that the Underworld has already flourished in terms of the current situation?"
Seeing that Lin Fann did not make a move and had calmed down, the Hellhound nodded its head and said: "Now that hell has developed very quickly, it is not something that can be compared to before. All the animals have received the news that hell has changed its leader, all of us Hellhound have smelled your scent, so you are definitely the leader of hell."
So that's how it was. Lin Fann finally understood. The ratio of time between hell and the human world was four to one. A week had passed since he had returned to the human world, meaning that hell had already passed almost a month …
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