Chapter 3 Disaster
【Netelland Empire・Leiden City】
Leiden City is located at the junction of the Nittelland Empire and the Smirton Empire, the shape of the small city is long and narrow, surrounded by mountains on both sides, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is a battleground for soldiers.
Although the military location of the small town is prominent, it does not prevent the Hale family from doing business here, and the chamber of commerce with the Hale family's tiger head logo is also distributed in this border area.
One day, the inhabitants of the town, as usual, lived peacefully. The midday sun bakes the earth and makes people tired.
Suddenly, a roar broke the silence. "Enemy attack! Alert!" Suddenly the whole town boiled, "Messenger Army! Call for support!"
Not far from the city gates, at least tens of thousands of horses were hurrying forward, and the black banner had the words "Long live Smirton" written in Smirton script.
"The White Night Emperor of Neterlan is old and useless, and his son is incompetent, this is a good time to attack, everyone, take this place in one fell swoop, call it a day early, and start dinner early!" said a leader on a black steed to his subordinates.
Several subordinates also laughed when they heard this, "Yes, this country has been weak for many years and occupies such a large piece of land, it's time to change the master!"
The people in the small city were panicked, and although there were many defenders in the city, they would definitely not be able to stop so many enemies. "Captain, what should I do, there are too many enemies!" a soldier asked the captain with a worried face. The captain was also pale, "Don't worry about these things yet, transfer the residents immediately!"
The black torrent frantically poured towards the city gate, the weak city tower was vulnerable in front of the iron armor, just a moment, the small city was broken through, and the Smirton army wantonly destroyed the small city, they implemented the "three-light policy", killing, burning, robbing, and inhumane.
The screams and continuous flames turned the once peaceful town into a purgatory on earth.
The leader of the army sat on his horse, and in front of him was the captain of the guard, who was tied up with flowers, "Nittellanders, give you a chance, and give your emperor a word, just say that the great Smirton Empire is going to expropriate your territory, and let your emperor quickly pack up and get out!"
The captain opened his eyes angrily, spat at the leader with blood, and scolded: "There is a kind of you who killed Lao Tzu! There is a kind of fighting with Lao Tzu! What kind of ability is it to bully civilians, despicable!"
The leader laughed: "Let you scold, see how long you scold, drag it down." Then he said to his subordinates, "Are all the cooks dead?" tell them to hurry up!", and then laughed again: "Oh, this Nitlerlan is nothing more than that." ”
【Outside Leiden】
Several people were cloaked and hurried, and they wanted to flee from this place as soon as possible.
"Loki, hurry up, don't rub around, don't let those executioners catch up!" An old man who walked in front was very dissatisfied when he saw Loki slowly at the back.
When Loki heard this, he gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, stood still, threw the bag on the ground, and said, "You guys go, I want to go back." With that, he turned and walked towards the city.
The old man was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Do you want to kill us! Hurry up!" Loki still walked firmly, and said without looking back: "Hmph, I only know that I am a citizen of Nettelland, and I will sacrifice my life for the country." When the old man heard this, he was furious and shouted, "Leave him alone, let's go!" and then led the others to leave in a hurry.
【Leiden City Central】
The soldiers of the makeshift camp in Smirton were feasting around the campfire and the table, and the leader held the snatched wine in his hand and said in a loud voice: "Brothers have done a good job today! "His grandmother's, Nittelland's wine is good, much stronger than our rice wine!"
Just as everyone was indulging in the wine of Nittelland, a lonely figure appeared at the door of the makeshift barracks, and the doorman stood up with a spear pointed at the comer, shouting: "Stop!
The visitor was covered in a black robe, and he couldn't see his appearance. The man slowly lifted the hood from his head, revealing his face, it was Loki. "The Nittellands. With that, Loki squinted, and a stream of black slurry poured out of the ground, instantly enveloping the doorman and turning into pus.
Loki walked into the barracks, waving his hands and flying black one after another, everything he touched was wiped out, and there were no bones left. The little bosses who noticed the movement woke up and shouted, "Catch him!" and said to the big boss: "Chief, please send out the soul magician! Ordinary soldiers can't resist it!" The leader almost shouted: "Go and please!"
Loki is like a no-man's land, and everything he passes is ashes. Suddenly, several arrows condensed by soul power flew at great speed, Loki's eyes narrowed, and in a flash, he moved dozens of meters away, and looked coldly at the three men in white mage robes who walked out of the camp tent in the distance, and the three of them looked dazzling in the black.
"Get out of here, or you'll die a terrible death. One of the Soul Magicians said.
"Hmph, I should have said that!" Loki shouted arrogantly at the three soul magicians, and with that, he jumped forward, and a black water ball appeared in his hands, and the black liquid in it kept tumbling, exuding a powerful coercion.
The white-clothed soul magicians did not dare to hold it up, and they sacrificed their strongest soul skills one after another to resist Loki's attack.
Loki ignored their moves and rushed forward.
"Boom!" The deafening roar directly shook the ears of the ordinary soldiers around him with blood, and they became deaf from then on. This was followed by a sound that looked like strong acid corroding living creatures, giving goosebumps to the table. "Ahh
Loki landed steadily on the ground, and two of the three soul magicians behind him had been eroded by the black liquid at the moment, gradually disappearing. Only one of them trembled in the middle: "You...... What the hell are you?"
Loki walked over slowly, expressionless, and held out his right index finger and pointed it at the center of the man's eyebrows. The man only felt a chill, his body trembled violently, and he wanted to speak but couldn't control his body.
Loki spoke slowly: "I, I am the god of the night, you can call me the Apostle of the Night, Loki." With that, a trace of black soul power came out of his fingers, raging in the person's body, and the body gradually distorted, turning into pus, emitting a foul smell.
Loki turned around, folded his hands, roared, and slammed the ground, a force so powerful that it was lawless spread to all sides, and the black soul power spread rapidly like ripples, and the overwhelming screams made tens of thousands of vanguard troops disappear from this world in an instant.
Loki slowly rose, looked down at the land that had just been destroyed by him, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahahaha! With this kind of power, I don't believe that I can't defeat Eshy!"
At this time, the surviving residents of the small town in the distance saw that the man in black had defeated the army of tens of thousands of Miltons by himself, and they all knelt on the ground and shouted: "Hero!
Loki flashed in front of those people, regained his coldness, and said slowly: "No, I'm not a hero, I'm the devil, the devil of Nittelland. With that, he jumped up, his heart tumbling with excitement: "Eshi, wait for me!"