The barbarian army descended in an instant, plunging the peaceful and prosperous Stormport into chaos in an instant, and countless people fled into the city with their families, for fear of being slaughtered by the barbarians.

Barbarians and humans are absolute mortal enemies, slaughtering countless ordinary humans and destroying towns and cities with each invasion, causing endless slaughter.

Fortunately, the Imperial Legion is strong, and it has only been attacked into the hinterland of the Empire by barbarians a few times in thousands of years, and each time it will launch a large army to counterattack, slaughtering more barbarians in retaliation.

But now, ordinary people don't dare to gamble their lives on the victory of the legion, and the residents of Stormhaven are all on the move, and in the blink of an eye, horse-drawn carriages have blocked the city gates.

As far as the eye can see, hundreds of thousands of residents are trying to hide in Stormhaven like a refugee frenzy.

The city lord stepped forward in an instant, and groups of city guards took to the streets and began to maintain order and suppress those rioters.

But there are too many people, and there are many nobles among them, who are scrambling to squeeze into the stormy harbor, making the security management of the city guards more and more difficult.

Fortunately, the Glorious Legion was not stationed in Stormhaven, otherwise it would have been a problem to even get out of the city, let alone go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

The Lord also led his personal guards into the streets, sounded the defensive alarm, and temporarily built a high platform in the wide square in front of the Stormhaven City Lord's Mansion for war mobilization and pacification.

However, the residents of the city lord were still in a panic, and even countless looting broke out from all over the city, one by one the frenzied mob took to the streets, wantonly committing atrocities, and even clashes with the city guards.

At this moment, a young man in a silver-white robe with hair as white as snow slowly walked from the periphery of the square into the temporary high platform.

Around him, groups of fierce men carved out a wide path for him in the tens of thousands of people, and then rows of men knelt down on one knee at the same time and saluted him.

The ordinary people around all looked at each other in astonishment, only to feel that the person in front of them seemed to be shrouded in a layer of bright aura, so dazzling that once they looked directly, they would feel that their eyes were sour and wanted to cry, as if they were looking directly at the sun!

After seeing this scene from a distance, the head of the Mirwin family immediately showed a malicious mockery, and said angrily: "Charles, what are you doing with so many people here, do you want to be unfavorable to the city lord, you want to commit treason?" ”

As soon as he spoke, he snapped a large hat large enough to execute Charles on his head, apparently ready to frame him to death.

To his surprise, the other party did not have the slightest intention of refuting, but looked at him with a look full of pity: "Sorry, this is not a betrayal, but a change, a change to welcome a new world!" ”

The head of the Milwin family said coldly with the eyes of a madman: "Kill yourself, do you really think that just a few hundred private soldiers can capture the entire Stormhaven." My stupid nephew, the entire Mestreling family will be buried because of your stupidity! ”

"Kill him for me." Charles didn't say much to him, and simply gave the order.

Then, with a look of disbelief, the head of the Milwyn family watched as his personal guard plunged his sword into his chest!

With a bang, he slammed on the ground, and his serious regret instantly dissipated with the fire of life.

"City guards, hurry up and take these people down for me!" Charles, the lord of the city, said angrily.

The other party was so respectful in front of him before, and in just a few hours, he instantly became so arrogant, arrogant that he mobilized private soldiers to try to start a rebellion!

"Hurry up and take down this damn bastard for me, he dares to start a rebellion at the juncture of war, this time even if the ancestors of the Mesterling family have made great achievements, they can't protect you!"

However, the guards and city guards around him did not act as he said, and stood there one by one with their heads held high, ignoring his words.

"You bastards, do you want to betray me too!" Charles was a little panicked in an instant, he didn't expect that even the personal guards he had carefully cultivated for more than ten years would not listen to him, could something really happen?

The Brilliant Legion has nothing to do with him, the Legion has its own general commander, and he is mainly responsible for the government affairs and taxation of Faun County, etc., which can be regarded as a main offensive war, and a main internal affairs and diligent people.

But now, the Brilliant Legion went out of the city to wage a fierce war with the Barbarian Legion, and the city guards did not listen to the transfer, and he was an ordinary person who could only be disposed of by the other party!

Charles pointed at each other, his palms trembling: "You! You! What exactly do you want to do? ”

"I'm sorry, I think Stormport is too backward and poor under your governance, so I want to lead everyone to a new era of prosperity and strength." Charles smiled and walked to the high platform step by step, and the personal guards beside the city lord also knelt down on one knee one by one.

"Now, I declare that Stormhaven is mine, renamed - Source City!"

A brilliant purple light was released from his body, which swept through the entire square with a bang, conveying his words to everyone's mind.

Purple light rose, forming a brilliant purple crown in the sky, and a luxurious and brilliant purple scepter slowly fell on his head and hands.

More than 100,000 citizens in the audience watched this scene in shock, revealing disbelief, and a famous city guard and citizens fell to their knees to worship this incredible miracle.

"The Source of All Things!"

"The Source of All Things!"

"The Source of All Things!"

The original shouts gradually spread, and instantly became the common voice of tens of thousands of people in the square, shaking the entire city.

Thousands of members of the Source Sect walked out, showing their strong strength openly, and instantly took over the entire Storm Harbor taxation, shipping and other important government affairs.

One by one, the Soul Masters hidden in Stormstorm Harbor looked at the bright purple light spots above their heads with bitter faces.

"This seems to be beyond the third level, and it can't be fought against at all!"

They only felt that the spiritual power above their heads was as surging as if they were covered with an ocean, and compared to their own, the gap between a small pond and the sea was like a moat.

Stormhaven is home to two-thirds of the Soul Masters of Farn County, and hundreds of Soul Masters

Seeing the purple spiritual web enveloping Stormhaven, he didn't dare to summon the totem to escape.

Obviously, the other party's purpose is to blockade the entire Stormhaven, and once they dare to escape in the flying totem, they will definitely be shot down in an instant!

"Surrender, Charles!" Wearing a purple crown on his head, Charles was shrouded in brilliant purple light, like a god descending, so bright that people dare not look at it directly, and can only bow their heads humbly in respect.

"You can't be the Charles of House Mestellin, who the hell are you?!" Charles was hunched over in embarrassment, and he didn't even have the qualifications to look directly at the other party under this invisible pressure.

No one could have imagined that the original unlearned and unskilled man of the Mestreling family had become a powerful god in just a few months!

"I'm sorry, I'm Charles. Now you have only two paths, one is to surrender and the other is to die for the Harrison Empire. Charles said lightly, not giving him the slightest room to refuse.

The city lord's short and fat figure, as if he had aged for decades all of a sudden, slowly knelt on the ground: "I, surrender!" ”