"No, don't, don't, don't, ah......"

Terrible screams came from the mouth of the alley, and one after another, played out in all the corners of Bright Star City, and the "dead men" with steel fangs and claws roamed in groups, staggering and striding forward, looking for their prey—as far as the eye could see, these strange monsters came out of all corners of the city, in front of every house and shop, and the terrifying figure could be seen in front of every house and shop, and the roar was like a cold wind.

Cold, damp gutters, manhole covers hidden under bluestone floors, cellars of buildings, buried mausoleums...... Various exits connect the underground passages of Bright Star City, and the tunnels that spread throughout the city and even extend all the way to the outside of the city are connected to the Lord's Palace.

Naturally, the closest location to the tunnel is the dungeon of the Lord's Palace.

Hundreds, thousands, if not thousands, of "monsters" continue to emerge from the dungeon, and then cover the entire Bright Star City along the dense secret passages, "woo" shouts and swarm to every street, looking for all the delicious "living creatures", sharp claws can tear through any strong armor and shield, strong and powerful fangs can easily bite human bones!

The streets were cold and dilapidated, and the soldiers of Turin, who had just fought a bloody battle with the enemy, were completely surrounded by monsters that came out from all directions, and the shouts that tore through the air made the bones chill. The slightly panicked soldiers immediately formed a defensive formation, trying to use the sturdy hedgehog array to repel the strange group of enemies, but they could not stop their progress at all.

The sharp spear pierced through the body and could not be killed. Even if your shoulder is severed, you can't kill it. The shield was slashed to pieces bit by bit in front of the claw...... After a desperate struggle. One by one, they were bitten alive or torn into a pile of minced flesh, and there was no place to find a good place on their bodies.

Fear, despair, horror...... All kinds of negative emotions spread rapidly among the entire Turin Expeditionary Force, and even the defenders of Bright Star City were frightened by this terrible scene, and several militias that were still resisting either surrendered or were torn to pieces by the monsters, like a lonely boat in a raging storm, silently drowned in the frenzy!

In order to keep the Turinetes at bay, Cosimo Otovík imprisoned all the prisoners in the dungeons of the entire Shining Star City. More than half of the slaves in the mines, captives of other city-states who were interned...... Even the families of many militiamen, women and children, tens of thousands of people, with the help of Ernest Otovik's magic, all turned into man-eating rotten monsters!

Cosimo, who has completely lost his nature, is desperate, and now in addition to the militia who are still fighting Leonardo on the north city wall, as well as the less than 20,000 civilians and thousands of defenders who have taken refuge in the Lord's Palace, the entire Bright Star City has completely turned into a "city of death"!

And the obstacle that stood in the way of the Turin Expeditionary Army's conquest of Bright Star City was the terrible monsters that spread throughout the city - the rest of the living were not already dead. It turned into a delicacy for monsters, turned into a pool of blood and disappeared into this world.

"The crossbowmen stepped forward. The light infantry scattered-!" With a few orders from the herald, in the face of the monsters that were rushing over, the mercenaries of the Purple Sail Mercenary Regiment changed their formation in an orderly manner, and the light infantry with longbows and Turin heavy crossbows passed through the shield wall and then dispersed, aiming their arrows at those monsters, and the hoplites behind them also raised their throwing guns and throwing axes in their hands, nervously waiting for orders.

"This thing is called a 'carrion', and some people call it a 'mutated ghoul', but in reality the two are not the same kind of life - the process of creating ghouls is complex and sophisticated, and although the preparation of carrion is just as tedious, even a fool can make thousands of them in an instant!"

Standing at the back of the formation, Landzel introduced Edward beside him with great interest: "Although I am not a wizard, the inventor of this terrible potion has a good relationship with me - Ernest Ottovic, the number one wizard of the Otovik family in necromancy, this thing must be his masterpiece!"

"Is it like 'Gratoni'?"

"Oh...... I'm impressed with you, Lord Edward. Hearing the other party say this so easily, Landzel's face was a little surprised: "Except for the Ottovic family, not many people really know about the existence of Gratoni - but unfortunately, even a wizard as good as Ernest Ottovic has not completed that work so far." ”

"Not to mention that even in Dominica, necromancy is one of the forbidden spells, and there is no second person other than Master Ernest who is proficient in this power - there is an Aiden Hernan in the Hanan family, who is said to be quite skilled in ghouls, but that's all, and I heard that he died in Turin not long ago......"

"There's just one thing I want to know right now. Edward directly interrupted what he was about to say: "How do you kill these weird monsters?" As he spoke, he also pointed to the carrion monster that was trampled under his feet and cut off his arms after being cut in half, and was still struggling violently.

"It's actually quite simple...... Because just before I left, Ernest had said that his carrion was only a half-finished product - if it was a complete monster, it should at least be on par with Gratoni, but it was not at all. With a flick of the scimitar in his hand, Landzel cut off the head of the monster on the ground, and the shell that was still struggling desperately just now immediately lost its vitality.

"A decapitated head, or a flame can destroy the carrion, or you can wait a few days, but the monster is still a rapidly decomposing corpse, and it only takes two days for them to die!"

"Obviously, we can't wait a day or two, we have to take Bright Star City within today. Edward glanced playfully at Landzel beside him, "We should be thinking the same thing now, right? Mr. Landzel Otovik - if the entire city of Bright Star is turned into a 'dead city' by Cosimo, you won't have anything to rule, right?"

"Cosimo is a fool who has gone completely insane - he thinks he can defeat the Turinees by this means, but in the end he will only push the Otoviks to the edge of the cliff, which means that he himself is almost on the verge of falling. Landzel smiled contemptuously: "Once the people of Bright Star City understand what is going on, there is no need for the noble knights of Turin to do anything, and the angry mob will tear him to pieces!"

"I originally thought that you would consider Bright Star City as your belonging, but I didn't expect it to be so unbearable in your eyes?" Edward slowly turned his head back, "In your heart, this city doesn't even have the slightest sense of belonging?"

As the two men were talking, the fire bolts and ignited spears rained down on the heads of the rotting corpses, and the crackling sound and scorching smell of the flames were accompanied by the corpses that had fallen to the ground, filling the smoky air, and the monsters that were set on fire all over their bodies, like live fish in a frying pan, struggled in the hot flames and exploding oil foam, crawling on the ground little by little.

"You must be kidding, Lord Edward—I've always felt there was a resemblance between the two of us. Landzel raised the corners of his mouth amusedly: "Whether it is a kingdom or a city-state - they are just ladders, ladders for power." We shed blood on it just to kick one competitor after another and then stand on top - a game full of vanity and utilitarianism, and there can only be one winner. ”

After speaking, he smiled and mounted his war horse and rushed to the front of the military formation: "Brothers of the Purple Sail Mercenary Regiment, Cosimo of the Outovic family wants the entire Bright Star City to be buried for him, let's go and kill this bastard - for the sake of justice!"

"For the sake of justice—!!!," the mercenaries cried out feverishly, their eyes glinting with greed. (To be continued......)

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