The impregnable walls could not defend against the beginning of the collapse within, and even with the strongest defense system in the world, personnel were still the weakest link in the defense.

Historically, there have been many fortified cities that were known as impregnable and could withstand wave after wave of attacks with their solid defenses, but they were eventually disintegrated by the enemy. One of the most well-known stories is, of course, the chapter "Woodall" in the canon of the Holy Bishops' Sect.

"If the records in the Holy Book were anything to be true, then Woodall might have been quite enormous, and even in mythological times it was an extremely rare megacity. Such a city naturally has an impregnable defense system, but it has been captured by the demons with stratagems. ”

As she spoke, Lizzie had slouched back in her chair, seemingly casually manipulating spells. Beside the boy, an inconspicuous white "butterfly" flies up and down under the control of the spell, reflecting the captured surrounding information on the wall of the workshop.

"Since that imp likes this example, then I'll use this example to say okay. She yawned again, looking sleepily at the young man in the picture, "Woodall's prisoner was an ordinary guard in their city, but he didn't know what the consequences of his actions would be."

If the front attack is unable to break through a collective wall, then their enemies will start to consider using other means than frontal attacks. Traitors, traitors, and spies can't isolate these people by the walls alone, and even the most solid fortified cities will be captured by their forces.

As if to cater to what Lizzie said, Curt silently recited the words in the holy book: "Passerby. Listen to the final words of a dying sinner...... Tell the people of all nations the iniquities which I have committed, that they may remember the repentance of the Woodalls......"

The phrase he recites is from the Acts of the Sages, the first sentence of the fourth chapter, "The City of Woodall." The story of this chapter begins with an unnamed "Woodall Prisoner" telling the Four Sages who wander the wilderness. It was then recorded in the story of the Holy Book.

In fact, the authenticity of this story has long been unverifiable, but the scope of its circulation has given almost all believers of the Holy Lord the impression that it is a "historical event". In later generations, the story has become known as a variety of novels and plays.

Satisfied with Curt's foil, Lizzie nodded and said, "If you don't consider the story of the 'prisoners' described in the holy books, the Woodalls and their cities do exist - because there are records about them in the history books of the demons. Moreover, the archaeological evidence against them also proves that the places described in the records existed as having a group of civilizations...... Although it has long been the territory of the demons now. ”

The city of Woodall described in the story was built on the northern part of the old Great 6 - the moon had not yet broken, and there were many habitable plains in the wasteland. The Woodalls grew up in a vast area dominated by the wasteland, forming a unified nation.

"Of course. I don't think the Woodalls would believe in the Lord, and it would be impossible for them to pray to a few 'sages' of unknown origin for salvation...... After all, this belief should have arisen at the end of the mythological age. Scholars have no evidence of widespread belief that existed before the moon was broken. ”

Well, aside—Lizzie took the initiative to bring the conversation back to the distance—anyway, the Makai who had begun their first expansion had encountered the Woodalls in the wasteland. Because of the problems of civilization, interests, and various other aspects, the two sides inevitably ended up at war.

History is vague about the war. However, this should be regarded as the first all-out war between humans and demons. It's a pity that it was a one-sided war from the beginning. The Woodalls may be a powerful people, but they are defenseless against the onslaught of the demons.

The Majin are physically stronger and more powerful than the Woodalls as humans, and their technology is more advanced than that of the Woodalls. Within a few months of the battle, the Woodalls' army was defeated and eventually surrounded by the Majin's army.

According to the relevant records...... I know those things may not be reliable, but there is nothing that works. "In short, although the Woodalls are not without the strength to fight in the face of the Majin's attack, the battle is still crushed by one side. ”

When not using special abilities. Majin is very similar in appearance to humans. Humans have different appearances depending on their geography and bloodline, and there are similar individual differences between demons - hence the mouth of "Woodall's prisoner". It is these demons who play the role of spies.

The prisoner told the sages that he had brought back some of his companions who had been captured with him—but he did not know that those who were supposed to be companions were in fact demons in disguise. They were able to escape because the demons wanted to infiltrate the city of Woodall with the impostors.

The end of the story is almost predictable, Woodall's city is attacked from the inside, and the demons disguised as Woodalls poison the wells to cause chaos in the city, and finally raid the defenders when the demons' army is attacking the city, taking the opportunity to open the city gates.

The historical records of the demons only write a few crosses about the final outcome of this war, far less detailed than the entire city was slaughtered as claimed in the holy book. Regardless of how the war is resolved, the Woodalls' nation has been completely wiped out by the demons. The "prisoner" who lured the wolf into the house was locked in a cage in the wasteland, and could only watch the destroyed home mourn day after day.

At this point in the story, Lizzie suddenly laughed wickedly - although the boy had used to describe her actions as "a man of rhetoric", he seemed to have forgotten his purpose, and their actions were closer to those disguised as Woodalls.

It was as if she was mocking the boy's actions: "Since he wants to be a 'martyr', I will give him a chance to become a martyr." But before that, he might have to take on the role of 'prisoner' a little bit - and I just want to see if he comes to his senses. ”

The illusionary boy had been walking the streets several times, and he had been navigating the unwalked paths, looking around every few steps to see if anyone suspicious was following him. This suspicious appearance looked quite suspicious, and if he hadn't deliberately chosen the inaccessible path to move forward, this strange appearance would undoubtedly attract the curious eyes of many people.

Perhaps the boy thought he was cautious enough, but he didn't know that two pairs of eyes were watching the butterfly dancing beside him. Before he knew it, he had already revealed a lot of information to the two of them, but he was still acting in this way in ignorance.

But this pointless caution came to an end after three or four rounds of back and forth on the same street corner, and after a short rest, the boy ran straight down the alley leading to the slum. Probably because nothing suspicious has ever appeared in his field of vision, his suspicions have been dispelled.

The criss-crossing paths are like the back garden of the boy's house, and the labyrinthine road is a familiar place in front of him. In a few moments, the boy had walked several blocks as he was accustomed to, and finally reached the alleyway in the corner of the slum.

Illegally erected shacks fill the roads, and filthy waste piles up everywhere in the streets, a low-level neighborhood rarely visited by the municipal authorities, where almost all the people live here are poor people dressed like teenagers, outcasts who are about to be swallowed up by the darkness of the Catrices.

The sun had risen in mid-air, and the streets were filled with strange silence when it was supposed to be crowded with pedestrians. The boy read something that was not quite right, and he slowed down and walked cautiously down the streets of the slum where there was no sign of people.

The familiar streets of the past seem so unfamiliar at this time, as if there is something that should not be stored here. The boy looked around nervously, and the current situation really made him dare not let his guard down...... He even felt that if he was not careful, he would be torn apart by the monsters lurking in the darkness.

With a silent step, the boy approached a stone house with bated breath, probably the only one in the neighborhood that resembled a house. The heavy wooden door was hidden, and the boy trotted two steps nervously, then pushed it away with all his might.

For a moment, the boy was stunned.

The image that comes back through the "butterfly" is a scorching red, and the slightly dim interior of the building is stained with a sticky blood. It looked like a rudimentary mission hall, but it was filled with a dozen tattered human bodies.

The man who created the scene was more or less an acquaintance—the sorcerer, wrapped in black robes, was smearing new paintings on the walls of the pulpit hall dipped in crimson blood. Short spears of black iron were embedded in the ground, each nailed through the victim's body with unerring accuracy.

"It looks like they're doing the 'cleanup' a lot faster than I expected. Lizzie stared at the scene that appeared in the frame, her fingers tapping lightly on the arm of the chair, "If you don't want to watch him get dealt with by that guy, I think you need to help that little ghost." ”

Hearing the sound of the young man pushing open the wooden door, the black-robed magician standing in the sea of corpses and blood slowly turned around. His cold gaze looked at the young man, and the blood-stained black iron spears instantly pulled up from the corpse on the ground with his movements, bringing out a few wisps of bright red.

There are many ways to avoid internal disintegration - one of the most simple and cruel ways to eliminate all those who might become apostates is probably the most simple and cruel way. (To be continued!)

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