On that day, with the sound of earth-shattering cheers, the huge city gate slowly closed.

People pulled boulders on the rolling logs, blocking behind the city gates, just in case.

Orcs generally do not approach the Divine State easily, they fear this city of miracles, and the saints protect the Divine State.

After doing all this, people began to revel, and the depression and boredom of these days were swept away, and there was only the joy of the rest of their lives.

The slash-and-sword palace brought food, the greedy palace brought fine wine, and the reveling crowds were entertained, and even bands played songs, and people danced to the beat as if they were tireless.

At the same time, on the city walls, there were patrols of elite warriors in their arms, armed with spears and longbows, with stones within reach.

At the height of the walls of the Divine State, a single pebble can easily kill a person if thrown down.

Of course, these precautions are just routine.

The Divine State can only be broken from within.

As twilight fell, the group walked on the city wall, overlooking the inside and outside of the Divine State.

The leading general, dressed in leather armor, not angry and self-assured, and with an amazing momentum, is the commander of the army who commands the city's defense - Pang Ge Yager.

Behind Pang Ge is the current Knight Patriarch and the only being who has passed the first level of the Holy Descent Trial.

There was also a law-abiding, good citizen, Mr. Luden, and his slave Awu.

Ponger paused and looked at the revelry below.

Beside him, only Ludon followed.

The crowd behind him was very knowledgeable, keeping a certain distance from the two, and the wind on the city wall was not small, making it difficult for everyone to hear the conversation between the two.

"Look, they need to vent."

Ponger said nonchalantly,

"When the orcs attacked, everyone held their breath in their hearts, fear, fear, timidity, rejoicing, sadness... These things are mixed together, and when you shout them out, you will feel much better. ”

For the next period of time, everyone will live in the city of Shenbang.

With so many people crammed into the state of God, if something goes wrong with their psychological state, the consequences will be unimaginable.

It is precisely because of this that the justices will be sympathetic to the people's feelings, take the initiative to cooperate, and let people start the carnival.

After the carnival, it was all over the place.

It's better to feel better.

This kind of spiritual placebo can only be managed for a while.

Fortunately, the Divine State only needs to be in charge for a while.

"When you become a civil tribune, you'll be busy."

Pang Ge leaned against the city wall, the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, and said casually,

"Citizens of the Divine State, it is far more difficult than you think, when there is no civil protection officer, everyone can open one eye and close one eye, and life is no matter how they live.

When you have a tribal, you can even take a bath by yourself. ”

Ludon smiled helplessly.

If he had a choice, Lutdon didn't want to be the tribune.

His foundation in the state of God is too shallow, so he can only participate in the high-level of the state of God in this way and control his own right to speak.

The most important cornerstone of the alliance between the two: Ludon must serve as tribune and fight for the interests of Ponger.

To put it bluntly, the most important task of the position of tribune is not to make cakes, but to share them.

There is so much money in the greedy palace, and so much food in the slash and plough palace. …

Every mouth wanted to eat more Miso, and they all made their own noise.

The tribune must balance the interests of all parties and carefully maintain the situation.

This is a plasterer!

Even if he knew it was a chore, Luton had to bite the bullet, for the sake of the unbreakable alliance between the two, and for the sake of the Divine State to be great again!

And most importantly, of course: in order to send the blessings to as many people as possible!

From the moment the gates of the city of God were closed, the number of good fortunes counted in front of Luden's eyes began to skyrocket!

20,000... 30,000... 80,000... 160,000....

He pressed his temporary residency to 1 meter, and earned enough meters by shorting twice, and easily suppressed the price of food, pushing the price back to 2 meters.

After the whole thing, Lu Deng not only fattened his own pocket, but also gave out an unknown number of blessings!

This is a real blessing!

If there was no such low right of residence, many civilians of the Divine State would be turned away by the Divine State, and they would not be able to enter the city for refuge at all.

In the end, the number stopped at 196,000 blessings!

Ludon looked down, and it stands to reason that there should be more than this number of civilians entering the city.

Obviously, many people don't have enough days to buy and may be thrown out of the state in the middle.

Until these people are truly safe, they will not be counted in the blessing figures.

To achieve a happy ending, it takes 1 million blessings, and Lutten has already done 20%.

The matter of good fortune is put aside.

Ponger took Ludon to inspect another wall, which was full of people.

People wept and waved goodbye to the gods, rubbing their palms and faces against the walls, as if they wanted to place their souls in this great city.

"This wall is also called the wall of parting."

Pong's voice was a little colder, and he introduced,

"Those who are unable to enter the kingdom of God will say goodbye to their friends and relatives here, and they will set off after sunset and rush to the wasteland, where they can escape the invasion of the orcs."

Few of the people who went to the wasteland made it back alive.

The environment of the wasteland is so bad that even the orcs don't bother to do it.

In the twilight, the long dragons dissipated into the air in the distance.

A troubadour, hoarse, sang aloud,

"Don't! God's Bang! City of Wonders! ”

"Don't! God's Bang! The city that does not fall! ”

"I'll be back! I will write more poems in praise of you! God's Bang! ”

“......”

His literary brilliance is as stable as ever.

After the night completely covered the land, the people under the wall of parting gradually dispersed.

They must hurry as quickly as possible, or they may be attacked by the pursuing orcs at any time.

The reason why these people stayed until the last moment before leaving was because there were people in the city of Shenbang that they could not rest assured of.

Only when they see each other enter the Divine State with their own eyes and can survive this catastrophe can they go on the road with peace of mind.

After all, no one knows if this separation will be a farewell.

The walls were too wide and long, and Ponger simply called for a carriage and took Ludon on a tour.

The horse, of course, did not come up or be carried up.

Instead, they brought ponies and calves to the city walls and raised them carefully.

When they grow up, they will come in handy.

Sitting in an open-top carriage and feeling the evening breeze blowing in your face, it is a little comfortable. …

Ludon has always loved this convertible.

It's a pity that the shock absorption of this carriage is very average, and the ground of the city wall is not even, and the riding experience is very unfriendly to men.

Long-term riding may lead to infertility.

Infertile during the simulation?

That's fine.

After a journey of chickens and eggs, Ponger finally stopped the carriage and ended his torture of Ludon.

He pointed ahead and said,

"Orcs usually come from this direction!"

This wall, and the most heavily guarded wall, was taken over by Pong's descendants.

Ludon pulled out a telescopic telescope and prepared to look ahead.

"What is this?"

Pang Ge was a little curious, took the binoculars, and looked into the distance,

"It's too dark to see anything."

"Telescope, you can try it during the day, don't look at the sun."

As he spoke, Ludon looked into the distance with his binoculars.

Ponge couldn't see it, but Ludon could see it.

His vision has been enhanced and he can see at night.

In the telescope, there are scattered non-human creatures!

This is... Orcs?!

Looking at the 'orcs' that appeared in the telescope, Ludon fell silent.

After a moment, he slowly put away his binoculars and let out a sigh of relief, his mind heavy.

Ludon swears that the creatures that appear on the horizon do not belong to any known species in the world.

This is by no means a creation of nature.

These orcs have traces of too many races, including goblins, humans, elves...

The only thing in common: they are all green-skinned.

It is known that there is only one intelligent creature in this land that is green-skinned: goblins.

The truth of history was revealed in front of Luden:

After the technology of Qiyun Kingdom reached a certain level, it pointed out the technology point of [Gene Programming].

Lu Deng guessed correctly, the former glory of the Qiyun Kingdom is unimaginable to the people of the Divine State.

They can even change the genes of a race, and the products of genetic engineering can reproduce!

This kind of technology may be subject to many restrictions within the Qiyun Kingdom, and scientists will quarrel for a lifetime.

And the goblins, who are not bound by morality and law, run blindfolded on this road.

They had no idea how terrifying the box in their hands was and what kind of ending it led to.

Uncontrolled technology can only lead to disaster.

Thus, there are the orcs in front of Ludon, the orcs who have wreaked havoc on this land for eight hundred years.

Smashed.

It's all smashed.

The Kingdom of Qiyun did not die at the hands of orcs, an era of highly technologically advanced technology, and could not be destroyed by carbon-based creatures.

Just like a zombie in front of a 155mm howitzer, just a moving toy, the end of the zombie film is simply not possible.

That's just literary work.

But if you have been hit by a 155 howitzer, these screenwriters and authors can't write such an outrageous plot.

Carbon-based organisms have limits!

According to Luden's understanding, three or five Divine Warriors combined could easily kill an orc.

Then there should be another reason for the demise of the Qiyun Kingdom.

However, the existence of these orcs in front of him is tantamount to telling Lu Deng nakedly that the Qiyun Kingdom was sitting on a time bomb back then, and it could fall into the abyss of sinking at any time!

The Empress may not have figured it out at the time.

After the fall of the Qiyun Kingdom, the long time made her summarize the inevitable law when she recalled the past:

Sooner or later, the Qiyun Kingdom will die, but the way of dying is different.

Even so, the Empress was still angry with the goblins, and even extinguished the fire of civilization of the goblins with her own hands, leaving them to live like animals.

Ludon looked at the night in the distance and fell into deep thought.

Perhaps, these orcs are survivors of biochemical post-war mutations.

Perhaps, these orcs are just failures that escaped from the laboratory.

Maybe...

There are so many possibilities for history.

However, there is one thing Ludon can be sure of:

The technical irresponsibility of the goblins has brought near-devastating disasters to future generations.

To this day, the orcs continue to plague the land.

Thinking of this, Lu Deng scolded with a goblin,

"These bastards who don't deserve good fortune!" . .