Prepared for the worst, Marx and Sildo kept moving from one shelter to another, calming the mood of the survivors and warning them not to act aggressively if they encountered armed men from outside.

"Talk to them calmly and sensibly, and try to make them understand that you are harmless and not threatening." Standing outside the barracks of the city guards, Marx explained to the people on the city walls: "You must not take out your weapons, for them every survivor in the city is a threat, listen to their orders, do not be impulsive." ”

"Mr. Marx, what if they don't give us a chance?" A former member of the city guard on the city wall asked, "What if they must destroy us?" ”

Most of the unpolluted people in this shelter were found in the city by Marx, most of whom thought that their hometown was suffering from a plague, and a few people noticed something, but they could not see the truth behind it.

"Then pray, pray to the gods, it's not you who are at fault." Marx's voice is magical: "If you encounter the worst, let yourself walk with dignity, don't hurt others, it's not them who are at fault, they just want to protect more people." ”

"Whose fault is that?" The young soldier could not hold back his tears, all his family and friends did not survive the disaster: "Can you tell us? Mr. Marx? ”

"It's the children of this world who are wrong, remember, don't hurt others, don't hurt yourself, if everything is irreparable, at least let the light of humanity shine on the final road of you and me." Marx sighed: "I am going to take care of those who need more comfort, good luck to us." ”

"Good luck to us, Mr. Marx, you are a saint and you should not be here!" The soldier shouted at the wall: "At least you should get out of here, out of this place of death, you shouldn't waste your life here, if it's the world that's wrong, please fix it!" ”

"I won't go, don't worry, someone will do it, if not me, there will be others." Marx turned and left for the next shelter.

He's giving the residents one last chance.

Resistance is unnecessary, cooperation and understanding are what is really needed here.

But Marx and Syldo waited anxiously for a night, until the sun rose again, and did not wait for the expected purge.

This did not ease Marx's mood, but made him more nervous, there were many places in the city that were too dangerous for him, such as the port area, where Marx never entered, where the city first fell.

If something stands in the way of the church's purification forces, it is not a good thing for either side.

Marx also understood the dangers of chaos, even better than those outside the city.

This apprehension continued until the City Guard camp received a large number of heavily armed greenskins, which frightened the survivors.

They hadn't dealt with Chaos before, but the threat from the Greenskins was real, not to mention that the Greenskins looked particularly vicious.

The heavy armor full of industrial beauty, and the design of a large number of inclined surfaces make its overall appearance angular and angular, which is very in line with the temperament of the strong orc.

There were heavy weapons in the city guard camp, and a tattered ballista that had not been maintained for an unknown amount of time was pushed up the city walls, and after only one shot, the crossbow lost its toughness, and it was loose and slumped on it and refused to work.

The crossbow bolt that shot out hit the thick cuirass of a certain strong orc and was bounced off.

"I went and explained to them, and it didn't look like they were distorted." Heminske shook the clotted blood scab from his hair to make himself look less intimidating.

He and Xu Yichen spent the night removing the corrupted parts of the infected from their bodies, amputating their limbs, peeling off their skins, stripping off tissues, and even removing internal organs, as if they were soaked in a blood jar.

"No, they should all know me." Xu Yichen shook his windbreaker, and a rain of blood fell on the ground: "I promise that they will cooperate specially." ”

After speaking, the demon hunter apprentice took the lead and walked out of the team of strong orcs and stood outside the camp: "I am the apprentice of the demon hunter, Xu Yichen, now open the door, accept the examination, be quarantined if you are fine, and treat if you are sick!" ”

Suddenly, a white flag was thrown out, and an officer stood tremblingly on the wall: "My lord! We surrender! ”

"Look, the problem is solved." Xu Yichen moved his somewhat stiff muscles, and the blood that had been released for a whole night made him feel a little weak.

But a hearty breakfast should do the trick, and there should be plenty of food in the camp, which seems to be full of healthy people.

After all, the shops they searched for had been emptied, and a city in chaos was a carnival for some.

Half an hour later, Marx took Syldo into the camp of the city guards and met Xu Yichen again.

At this time, Xu Yichen was already full of food in front of him, he ate with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to bleed in the wine barrel.

The orcs had already begun to search the entire camp, and they would not leave any corners behind, and the guys who tried to hide and not be examined were thrown out one by one and brought into the ranks by the priests and paladins in the square.

"The moment I saw you, I felt that the world had not yet run out of oil lamps." Marx finally smiled: "It's a pleasure to see you again, old friend." ”

"Me too, Marx, I didn't expect you to be alive." Xu Yichen motioned to the two of them: "The two of you will also need to check it in a while, just in case." ”

Marx nodded, sat quietly and watched as Hemmingsk poured blood on each of the survivors, and then waited for a reaction.

He was pleased to see that the Demon Hunter had kept this place in order, as he had just said, just in case.

Sierdo smiled at Xu Yichen a little stiffly, he felt ashamed, he couldn't stand up for the first time because of the teacher when the adults needed help the most, which made him not know how to face the demon hunter.

"I'll see how your spells are doing, and if you've been abandoned for so long, I'll have to consider whether it's time to give you to Mr. Bart for education." Xu Yichen waved his hand at Sierdo, asking him not to be so restrained: "If you learn well, there happens to be a mage tower idle, and you can go over and have a look when you have time." ”

At the end of the night, the demon hunter, who had amputated an unknown number of limbs, suddenly remembered the mage who had been seduced by Tzeentch, Victor.

That mage seemed to have a lot of mechanical prosthetics on his body before he took refuge in Chaos, and Xu Yichen felt that Anthony Dagang alone could support a prosthetic limb factory.