Chapter 5: Psul's Cataclysm (for the third watch of the recommended vote)
"Those damn guys, I want to hammer their heads." Kogan was angry, and the chain of the plate armor on his body also clanged with the dwarf's large movements, and he couldn't stand this kind of bird qi the most in order and evil, if it weren't for Acoste who kept stopping him, Kogen would definitely do what he said.
"So what do we do now?" Ling glanced at the temple behind her, and set her eyes on the city where Psur was already quiet, because the temple was located on a high slope in the center of Psul, and people could easily see half of the city as long as they stood here. Against the backdrop of night, the faint houses are as terrifying as beasts lurking in the darkness.
"What else can we do, let's go back to the hotel and discuss it first." Acoste sighed, if the Earth Temple didn't pay attention to this matter, then it would undoubtedly be a moth to the fire to fight against a few adventurers and Talona believers, even if the other party was a god with weak divine power, it was also a true god with believers, priests and elects, and some powerful gods were comparable to the kingdom in the mortal world, and the power they mobilized was not something they could compete with.
"We're already doing our best to do this, and even if we fail, don't feel guilty." Acoste looked at Ling's eyes and said, what he is most worried about now is what Ling will do stupid things, chaotic and kind people are not likely to consider the feasibility of things when doing things, otherwise it will not be in the chaos camp.
Ling nodded silently, she knew that her own actions did not represent her alone, but related to the safety of the entire Scarlet Frost Flame Mercenary Group, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness appear in her, but this kind of powerless thing is too common on the Faren Continent, even the omnipotent gods in the eyes of mortals will have some such times, and some people will be more angry after experiencing this kind of thing, and others will become more unscrupulous.
The Scarlet Frost Squad was once again walking down the deserted street, everyone was a little depressed, and the feeling of being despised was a little unbearable for anyone, just as Acoste was about to say some encouraging words to the others to raise his momentum, suddenly a beastly roar came from afar.
"Roar! ~~" Although the cry is far away from Acoste, but in the silence even a needle can be heard on the street, this is definitely not the illusion of everyone, Acoste and Ling They looked at each other, their faces were serious, Psur was surrounded by endless plains and farmland, where did any beast come from? And even if there are any fierce beasts, everyone's current location is in the city, are all the half-orc soldiers stationed on the city wall of Psur ****, and they are not even allowed to move in without any movement of the battle?
"Ahh Just when they didn't know what was going on, a heart-rending scream was vaguely transmitted in the lonely night sky, Ling pulled out his weapon suddenly, and an increasingly strange atmosphere shrouded in this night city, what happened!
"Let's take a look." Acoste hesitated for a moment, but decided to rush towards the source of the sound, although his intuition told him that he should immediately move towards the back of the city and leave Psur, but the curiosity and uneasiness in his heart still prompted Acoste to decide to go to the place where the incident occurred.
The roars and frightened screams of the beasts grew louder and louder, and a strong smell of blood spread through the southwest corner of the city of Psul, chaos spread, and flames gradually spread throughout the city. Many of the citizens of Psur, who had already been awakened, looked out in horror, only to find civilians scrambling to flee from the center of the riot.
The city's patrols and garrisons had already been alarmed, and they rushed to the scene of the incident as soon as possible, but they were stunned by the scene in front of them.
One by one, people with broken arms or only half a head ran, and when they saw a living person, they pounced on and bit them, and then looked for the next target, but this was not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing was that the dead corpses that were lying on the ground and could no longer die would also stand up abruptly and join in the middle of those bloody beasts
"Undead creatures, quickly send someone to inform the temple, there are necromancers mixed in the city, we need support!" A human captain in full-body plate armor yelled at one of his soldiers, who listened to the commander's words and ran quickly in the direction of the Earth Temple.
"Whew." The patrol leader breathed a sigh of relief, and he refocused his gaze on the beasts, "Up, you damn orc mongrels, our mission is to hold them back here as much as possible and keep these monsters from reaching the very center of the city!" ”
In normal times, when he gave the order, the guards of the orc slaves would rush forward to engage the enemy without hesitation, but now, none of the orcs moved, they showed their sharper fangs than ordinary people, and looked at the human captain with a hideous expression, and the naked eyes full of murderous intent seemed to be looking at the delicious food on their plates.
"You guys, what do you want to do. Damn bastards, don't you want to get back to yourself? Hurry up and rush up...... Yes! The human captain showed a look of vigilance on his face, he pulled out his long sword and wanted to continue to scold those half-orcs, but in the middle of his words, he was pressed down by a pair of big cyan and rough hands, and as the owner of the big hand twisted hard, the captain's head was actually pulled off the neck by the other party.
"Roar! We orcs are free, we have had enough of the torture and abuse of those white-skinned pigs, and now, with the help of the Lady of Illness we have found this golden opportunity, let's kill them, let them tremble in fear, and make them regret in death! A very burly orc raised the head in his hand and roared loudly, blood splattering its body, but this group of orcs did not care in the slightest, but instead aroused the fierceness hidden in their hearts!
"Whew!" This moment was playing out in all the garrisons, countless unsuspecting human soldiers were brutally killed by the orcs from behind, and the most surprising thing was that the group of orcs joined the group of "dead corpses" unharmed, slaughtering the defenseless civilians, and the dead corpses that pounced on the living did not attack after seeing the orcs, and went around directly as if they didn't see it. Continue towards the rest of the city.
Fire and blood, composing a terrifying symphony in the sky above Psul
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