Count Julius led the well-armed and mighty White Tiger Knights as he galloped down the brick and stone avenues of Windam, and along the way he saw screaming and fleeing people, collapsed and ruined buildings, corpses strewn across the streets, and black pillars of smoke rising from time to time in the distance.

He put on an ugly face and cursed loudly:

"What a gaffe! Damn, what about the security forces and the garrison! ”

Boom –

A sudden explosion occurred in the house not far ahead, and a mercenary with a long sword jumped out of the window of the house, and when he saw the White Tiger Knights galloping towards him, his face changed, and he quickly fled into the side alley.

Count Julius, who had the reputation of the White Dragon General, immediately realized that this was a rebellious henchman, and ordered the knight behind him:

"Catch him!"

"Yes!"

A group of five iron horsemen instantly crossed Count Julius and chased after the fleeing mercenaries.

Of course, two legs can't outrun four legs, not to mention, the White Tiger Knights are the elite of the first rank in Mittland.

Within a moment, the iron cavalry caught up with the mercenary, surrounded him, and did not kill him, but carried the knight's sword vigilantly to prevent the mercenary from escaping.

In the roar of explosions from time to time, the mercenary saw this, knew that there was no way out, turned to face Count Julius, who had ridden around the corner, and resolutely raised his sword and shouted:

"Long live the Yoda Empire! Long live the Eagles! ”

When Count Julius saw the mercenary holding his sword, he immediately knew the mercenary's intentions, and shouted to the surrounding iron horsemen:

"Hold him down..."

Before he finished speaking, the mercenary immediately slashed himself, and his body collapsed in the knight's encirclement.

'Damn' Count Julius gritted his teeth, cursed in his heart, and began to think about the current situation, "The destruction of the Yoda Empire?" Or is it a discord meter? The Eagle Regiment, damn it, is it still the original review that was not qualified, and we can't let go of all threats, and we can't let them succeed! ’

Stationed at the watchtower, Yushan Jian watched the camp of the Eagle Regiment in the suburbs with his glasses, and said eagerly to the team members behind him:

"What to do? Zod was just as we thought, showing up at the Eagle Regiment's station, and Abayne, Warald, and I saw him bring out his Behlet! ”

In the room, Huang Shurong and Alexander were nowhere to be seen, and Song Jing and Monte sat at the rough wooden table inside the fortress, on which was a miniature model of Wyndam that Song Jing had made using the material of the table and alchemy, although there were no rubbings on details such as the interior of the miniature building or the trees on the street, but there were all areas such as the palace, the city walls, and the streets.

"Why didn't they ambush us?!"

Did they perceive our plan to kill people with a sword... Song Jing wondered, constantly thinking in his heart, faintly feeling that something was wrong, it stands to reason that he had to wait for everyone to rush to the camp of the Eagle Regiment before he suddenly appeared and fought with everyone.

"Are they aware of our plan and are ready to take people away, and delay until more apostles are gathered, and then encircle and suppress us!"

Monte guessed that, after all, Zod could fly, and kidnapping Griffith from the crowd was a strategy.

"No way, Abayne ambushed our teleportation point before, which means they have already arrived in Windham, if they want to do that, they can take Griffith before we come, and they don't have to wait for us to get here."

Song Jing decisively refuted Monte's speculation, and kept thinking and said:

"And with Alexander's ability, how can they catch us, even if they do, they can only ensure that Griffith is not threatened by us."

"They can't take care of the Eagle Regiment, and there are still a few years before Griffith becomes the Demon of the Hand of God, how to ensure that everything goes as they planned after greatly interfering with cause and effect"

"The most important thing is to let Griffith's dream of becoming king be disillusioned, so that he can sacrifice his humanity and sacrifice his precious things in exchange for becoming the Hand of God"

While the two were discussing, the Great Prison of Wyndam, where the entire young women of Wyndam, were imprisoned after the Kusha invasion and used as material for the creation of ghost soldiers.

Of course, now only all kinds of criminals are imprisoned, and the large prison is surrounded by a moat, with a tall inner wall separating the surrounding houses, and the main body of the building is a towering and square building made of huge masonry, an absolute fortress, which should be as difficult to breach as the imperial palace.

But now it's a hell, with screams and wails and the smell of blood.

At the beginning, tall and deformed monsters poured out from unknown shadows, and the jailers noticed the situation and shouted to their teammates, but before they could organize a defensive line, they were immediately scattered, and the ugly, misshapen monsters immediately rushed into the crowd, waving their claws and jumping in the cells, chasing down the defending soldiers or the prisoners who had just escaped.

Two soldiers ran in a panic as they could in the overhanging corridors of the prison, and a human-like monster below slashed through the crowd with its flesh-wrapped bone claws, severing fragile joints with each swing; The monster covered in spikes rushed into the crowd, already covered in blood; The fanged monster with its slender arms reached out and grabbed a soldier back to gnaw, and all sorts of monsters tore at their former companions.

"Monsters!"

"I don't... Die..."

"God, help me!"

"Don't look at them, don't look at them—" The larger soldier ran ahead with a stiff leg under his feet with extreme fear, sweating profusely on his forehead.

Suddenly, a black shadow shot up from the battle underground, and the pitch-black and hard body easily smashed through the guardrail of the aisle and rushed towards the soldiers at the head.

What- a chill rose from the soldier's tail vertebrae, and before he could react, a huge force came, and a black shadow pounced on him, dragging him through the guardrail on the other side and falling.

Three blood-colored mouths that bit his body came into his eyes, and a sense of dizziness surged like a tide, and he suddenly realized, 'Ah~ It turns out that I'm about to... Dead...'

The dying soldier looked at the remaining soldiers in the aisle and moved his lips, "Brother... Brother..."

"Ahhhh

In the aisle where the guardrail had just been destroyed, the younger soldier watched his brother next to him being slaughtered by the monster, and suddenly his eyes widened, screamed loudly, and fled in panic.

The Egg Apostle, with its spider-like limbs, gradually emerged from the darkness of the aisle on the other side, its tentacles waving wildly, a pair of penetrating eyes opening one after another, the sound of breaking through the cell, and a deformed and ugly monster looming in the darkness behind it.

It held a reddish Behelet in the air with two slender limbs, its eyes squinting at the soldier who had just been culled below, and its big mouth crooked to the side kept muttering:

"Is that them? Is it them? Is that him..."

The soldier who had been attacked just now was paralyzed on the ground weakly and was violently bitten by the three giant dogs, it devoured the flesh and blood of the soldier as if it was never satisfied, and the soldier's godless pupils looked at the egg apostle in the aisle and the Behelet in his hand.

Ethereal voices came into his mind like pre-death auditory hallucinations.

'Let's make a deal...'

'Sacrifice your most precious things....'

'Make one of your wishes come true...'

'Fair exchange of equal value...'

'Come, offer your sacrifice...'