Old Arad had never heard of the proverb that 'the tree fell and the tree fell apart', and he didn't know the proverb that 'the wall fell down and everyone pushed it'. But he is well aware that his current situation is very bad.

Whatever the reason, in short, Victor. Hugo suddenly launched an attack on the wizarding groups and powerful families of Coldwind City.

The attack was so successful that it instantly shattered the opponent's psychological limits. The powerful turned from extreme confidence to extreme fear, unable to judge the current situation, and only at a loss in the dark night.

The servants were so frightened that they wept secretly, and no one could comfort their panic. The 'declaration of battle' issued on the Sorcerer's Tower did not make the nobles' vassals happy, but rather uneasy.

The nobles themselves were even more distraught, and no one could come up with a good idea to solve the problem. They got together to discuss, but soon understood that it was a waste of time.

The 'monsters of the Black Forest' refused the request for peace talks, insisting on destroying their opponents physically, showing their ferocity without mercy.

When the news was gathered, the nobles felt a tight net enveloping them.

The urban management of the inspection office withdrew from the aristocratic district, focusing on stabilizing the situation in other urban areas.

Of the four gates of Coldwind City, only the north gate is still in the hands of the nobles. But a hundred-strong cavalry team outside the city is intercepting the noble servants who are out of the city for help.

The interior of the aristocratic district is also unstable, and there are constantly people who have gone out to contact the missing. Several families tried to assemble their manpower, but communication with each other was intermittent.

To make matters worse, Hugo took control of the Prophecy of the Wizard's Tower, allowing him to keep an eye on movements in and around the city from the top of the tower. The Arad rebellion was not so facilitated.

Such crushing ferocity has always been inflicted by the nobility on the untouchables and even the commoners. They never imagined that their noble selves would end up in such a situation.

Bad conditions spread through the Lord's Mansion through the Servant's Mouth. The men ran around in a panic, and the women were so frightened that their minds went blank.

The pretentious nobleman tried to argue that Victor. Hugo was unreasonable, did not follow conventional rules, and did not enforce customary law. But they didn't even see the object of their arguments.

Many people hid in their houses and prayed helplessly, hoping for the appearance of gods or heroes, for deliverance or mercy. But it's like an ostrich hiding in the sand, and it's useless.

Old Arad had to put on his family's enchanted armor and carry a delicate magic sword, and let his heavy steps resound back and forth in the city lord's mansion, summoning all the family wizards and armed men in front of him.

But the patriarch's calmness did not give everyone confidence, and the force that could gather around him was only two or three hundred. Even the young men among the servants are counted.

This is less than one-third of the theoretical value and is still decreasing.

For example, the people of the wizarding group arrived at the City Lord's Mansion late at night, trying to gather here to resist. But they soon dispersed again, looking for a way out, without even saying hello.

Old Arad scolded these selfish cowards for bringing disaster upon themselves, and they escaped alone when disaster came. But he couldn't stop anyone, because Hugo's sudden display of strength frightened everyone in the city.

Johnson chose to stir up trouble at night, but the night made it difficult for the powerful family to communicate and contact, which greatly reduced the latter's reaction speed - if old Arad knew the truth, he would definitely eat Johnson alive.

But it has come to this point, you can't escape, you can't escape in this life.

The magnates couldn't imagine losing everything and being driven out of Coldwind City. The desolation experienced by the Long-legged family a few months ago is still vivid in their minds, and they reject it from the bottom of their hearts, and even refuse to think in that direction.

At present, the only way is to resist.

"Let everyone enter the halls of winter, and the Frost Goddess will bless us. The temple is a fortress, Victor. Hugo had to think about the majesty of God. ”

Old Arad didn't have a good way, he refused to break through and couldn't fight back, so he could only be trapped. If we can wait for changes, there may be a chance for negotiation.

Although it was a fluke, he could only comfort himself.

The Frost Temple of Coldwind City is located in the City Lord's Mansion, and its main body, the Winter Hall, is the most important building of the City Lord's Mansion. A large number of nobles and their vassals were ordered to guard the temple until at least dawn.

Among the guards, the chief Rao of plastic energy is an exception.

After being hammered by Hugo, the members of the wizarding group subconsciously escaped from the wizard's tower and ran to the city lord's mansion to gather. But the situation of the nobles is worse than that of the wizards.

Rao and the others were prepared in advance, and gathered all the strength at hand to have a showdown with Hugo. But in this way, they were easily beaten by Hugo, and there were heavy casualties.

In contrast, what kind of birds are the nobles in the city, will the wizards not know?

Those idiots haven't fought hard in decades, and when they encounter a ruthless person like Hugo who has been slashed all the way out of the Black Forest, they will be hanged.

Nothing that can be mixed with the Black Forest is reduced. In order to survive, Zhou Qingfeng never stopped tempering his armed forces. Whether it's organization or discipline, his subordinates are a lot better than the rotten people in Coldwind City.

In terms of intrigue and intrigue, old Arad is better than Hugo at any time. In terms of hard slashing and killing, Hugo can flatten all the nobles in the city.

Whether you are called a 'brute' or a 'monster', if you have the wrong name, you can't be wrong with the nickname.

Piero the Chief of Change ran away, fleeing into the darkness with the remnants of his disciples and attendants. If the wizard wants to escape, he can take anything valuable with him, and ordinary people really can't stop it.

Old Arad is the whole family is rooted in the city, and the monk can't run the temple if he runs. Coldwind City, a northland city, doesn't have any space equipment to fit a family into it.

Piero also invited Rao to accompany him when he left.

Rao shook his head, unwilling to flee.

"I don't want to be a laughing stock."

"No one will laugh at you."

"I will."

He doesn't want to leave like a lost dog, and he doesn't want to be a wandering wizard like Mondino. He had no choice but to hold on to his staff and follow the nobles of the city into the Hall of Winter.

Piero could only smile wryly, as if he had met Rao for the first time, but still chose to leave.

At four o'clock before dawn, the main entrance of the Winter Hall slowly closed with a creak. This is the first time since the construction of the oak gate, which is five meters wide and seven or eight meters high, has been closed.

The faithful of the frost knelt before the idol of Auluel and prayed, and a bitter cold wind blew in the dark sky. It's May in the Northland, but snowflakes are falling from the sky and invading the entire city.

A bitter cold snap poured in from the skylight of the hall, and everyone who prayed had to endure the test of frost, and the colder it was, the louder the praise.

This is where Aulure's power comes from.

The dome of the temple resonated like a chorus, and old Arad demanded that all those stationed there do their best, and that if they wanted to survive, they must offer their piety to Auluel.

As a result, the Winter Hall is even colder, with falling snowflakes freezing the floor, hanging ice edges on windows, and turning tree buildings into ice sculptures.

It's summer, but the cold is coming out of nowhere.

The frozen scene is spreading, spreading, affecting the whole city.

Zhou Qingfeng noticed this abnormality in the Wizard's Tower, and he called Sophia, "You are in charge of monitoring, I will go and demolish that temple." ”

Shumei reminded loudly: "Master, you have to be careful. It was a manifestation of divine power, indicating that Aulul had his eyes on the City of the Winds in his kingdom. ”

"I know." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand, "That's why I'm going to dismantle it." ”