"What the hell is going to do here?"

People anxiously wandered back and forth through the streets.

In the shadows sat rows and rows of panting people against the wall.

There were many buckets beside them, and there were still residual water stains in the buckets.

These were people who had just kept drawing water from public wells to extinguish the fire, but no matter how much they watered, the fire did not abate at all, but only intensified.

Gradually, they gave up.

"What the hell is going on?!"

Someone threw the bucket in anger, and his eyebrows were full of chagrin.

"Invasion"

Some people seem to be talking to themselves.

"No, not an invasion." Someone shook his head: "If it was an invasion, then the curse on our body must have already occurred, but now there is nothing abnormal, impossible." ”

"It's not an invasion. Then it must be someone who accidentally caused the fire. ”

"But this fire can't be extinguished at all, and haven't you noticed that the color of this flame is completely different from what you usually see."

"Is it a natural disaster?"

"Acts of God."

People faltered.

"O God! Why are we Ulsters so plagued by not only curses, but also by such terrible natural disasters, and why is this?! ”

At this time, everyone's faces were full of despair.

The walls were already surrounded by fire, and they couldn't get out of the city, and in the current situation, it seemed that they could only wait for death.

At this time, something suddenly came to mind:

"What about heroes? And what about our hero Cú Chulainn? ”

This question evokes hope.

"Yes, where is Master Cúchulainn? Why didn't he come to our rescue? ”

"If it were him, even a natural disaster would be easily resolved, after all, the curses of the gods would be ineffective for him."

There was a lot of talk.

Soon, however, someone who had fled from another area answered the question with pain.

"I saw Lord Cúchulainn enter the fire to save people, and then."

"What's that?"

"Say it quickly!"

"I never came out again!"

Silence and sadness instantly enveloped those who had just been full of hope.

They couldn't believe what they were hearing.

That Cúchulainn, who was invincible and invincible on the battlefield, as if nothing in the world could not do it, could not even defeat this natural disaster?

For a moment, nothing could be heard except for the crackling sound of burning around me.

Soon, the news spread all over the city.

It was as if Ulster had become a dead city.

Those who had been struggling to support this belief and were waiting for the rescue of the heavenly soldiers of Cúchulainn, suddenly lost their spiritual support.

Man is still alive, but he is dead.

Cúchulainn's attendants were still anxiously waiting outside the house where Cúchulainn had disappeared.

It wasn't that they hadn't tried to save him, but in the face of a merciless fire, they couldn't do anything.

"Even adults can't defeat nature."

Someone sat down on the ground in despair, his eyes losing their highlights.

Their faith has collapsed today.

"Damn, Simpson and Stallone didn't come down either, they won't."

Someone suddenly thought that the ghost-faced fox and the heavy artillery also went up, but they also didn't come down.

This made them wonder if these two warriors, who were expected to rival Cuchulainn, were also planted in the hands of this fire?

Puzzled and dazed, they did not notice that on the opposite side of Cú Chulainn's house, a three-story wooden building had been crumbling from the fire.

Rumble!

With the destruction of the last supporting main structure, the wooden building collapsed.

The broken wooden planks wrapped around Jiang Lu's holy flame and smashed towards the people who had gathered on the street to flee.

"Be careful!"

Someone reacted one step earlier, and subconsciously wanted to pull the companion next to him.

But after all, they were people who had followed Cúchulainn in a hundred battles, and they were quite sensitive to the judgment of the battle situation, and their reactions were half a beat slower, knowing that they could no longer run, so they used all their strength to push away their companions who wanted to save them, and pushed them to a safe area.

As a result, these people who were pushed away could only watch as the ruins of the collapsed wooden building buried their comrades-in-arms who fought side by side.

"Ah!!h

They wailed and screamed, but they could do nothing but that.

Even Cúchulainn had nothing to do with this fire, so could they have any countermeasures?

There seems to be no countermeasure other than waiting for death.

"O God. Are you going to exterminate us completely? ”

Of course, they can't hear God's voice.

For God answered them by works.

Beneath the rubble that covered dozens of people, something seemed to be wriggling, trying to break through the wood and stone that buried it overhead.

Soon, red-black light burst out from under the rubble.

It was a strange ball of light, and the survivors were throbbing just by looking at it, and their backs were cold, as if they were being targeted by poisonous snakes.

The keen perception they had cultivated over the years on the battlefield told them that this was perhaps the closest they had come to death.

"I felt the silence and the destruction."

Someone muttered to himself.

"It turns out that God really wants to destroy us?"

At this point, they can no longer afford to leave anything to chance.

Such a strange and mysterious power, there is no other than the gods.

But now, they are relieved that they are really facing death.

Horizontal and vertical are both a death, compared to being burned alive by fire, it seems more interesting to be killed by a mysterious force in this way.

"That's it, it's an honor to be killed by a god."

But just when they had completely paralyzed themselves and were about to accept their fate calmly, the black-red ball of light suddenly shattered.

The people who had just been buried by the collapsed wooden building fell to the ground, touched their bodies in confusion, and then looked up at their companions who were also confused outside the ruins.

"Not Dead"

"But just now I thought I was in hell."

The quicker responder had already approached and pulled them up: "What happened just now?" ”

"I don't know, I just know that I just had a long, long nightmare"

Not far away, Morrigan, who stood on the rooftop, witnessed all this.

"Tsk is obviously the goddess of death, but she actually took the initiative to save people, obviously as long as she puts out the fire, it's really"

She couldn't help but shake her head self-deprecatingly.

According to the plan, the area where Cú Chulainn was located had to be the last to be rescued, but when she saw someone buried when she passed through here, she couldn't help but help.

However, just as she was about to turn around and leave, to go to extinguish the Heavenly Flame in other regions first, she suddenly felt a wave of unease.

A feeling of dizziness and nausea welled up in her heart.

One didn't stand still, and Morrigan almost fell off the roof.

Crouching down, Morrigan clutched his heart and frowned.

"It's bad, but as a goddess of death, she saved people, and the divine power backfired"

Sensing the huge energy in his body that was gradually disordered, Morrigan couldn't help but panic a little.

"No, you have to calm down."

"The more this happens, the more you need to be calm."

"Think about what Jiang Ge would do."

While resisting the backlash of divine power, Morrigan forced himself to composure.

In a flash of inspiration, she suddenly thought of something.

"That's right! Saving people In order to better destroy, I saved the loyal fans of Cúchulaline, and when Jiang Ge unveiled the secret of the natural disaster in front of the people, these people would definitely choose to leave Cúchulainn. ”

Morrigan stood up:

"When the time comes, Cúchulainn will rebel against their relatives, and I, on the contrary, will become their new faith!

Yes!

Destroying faith and destroying people's hearts is the highest state of destruction, this is not a backlash, this is a trial! ”

The more Mo Regan thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and his heart suddenly felt a lot better, and even the divine power that was originally close to disorder was a little more stable.

Having tasted the sweetness, Morrigan continued to paralyze himself.

While constructing an image of Jiang Lu in the divine domain in her mind, she calculated what she would say if it was him.

Unconsciously, Moregan's consciousness resonated wonderfully with the ideology that Jiang Lu had left her.

The two seem to have reached a perfect fusion at this moment.

"Deliverance is not death.

It is known that after death, a person will go to this world and become an ordinary creature in this life.

To save those who should have died is to deny their existence in this world.

Therefore, saving a person in the lower realm is equivalent to killing a person in another world.

According to Jiang's law of relativity, saving people is equivalent to killing people! ”

"I see!"

Morrigan got back to his feet.

At this moment, the divine power in her body was completely calmed down, and there was even a faint tendency to go further, and her spirit had never been so full as it was now.

Morrigan's eyes became determined and full of energy.

"It's decided! I'm going to kill all the Ulsters! ”

Immediately, she took a step forward, preparing to use the theory of relativity as the theoretical basis, destroy Ulster by saving Ulster, and implement her will to die and destroy the goddess.

But just as she was adjusting her state and preparing to leave, something suddenly came to her mind.

"Huh? I resonate with him, why did I mention the name Jiang Lu, isn't he called Jiang Ge? ”

Morrigan thought about it, but he didn't have a clue at all.

"Forget it, don't care, let's get down to business first, I can't wait for a massacre!!"

"Run!"

"Run! I heard that the hero Cú Chulainn has been burned to death! ”

"I don't want to die!"

The panicked crowd ran in confusion.

However, they didn't know where it was safe, so they could only follow their instincts and run to the place where the fire was smaller.

The chaotic footsteps of a team of hundreds of people running were no less powerful than an army.

From time to time someone falls, from time to time someone falls behind, but no matter how much they wail, no one dares to lend a hand.

Nowadays, it is difficult for everyone to protect themselves, let alone those who are injured after falling or incapacitated for a short period of time.

In the face of natural disasters, they are no longer human, just a burden, or a living corpse.

"Mom."

The little girl who had been left behind looked helplessly, looking for her loved ones, but because she was so small, she couldn't see anything but countless pairs of thighs.

And the mother, who was holding her, found out the first time the girl fell behind, and tried hard to swim against the current, looking for her daughter in the opposite direction of the crowd.

However, in such a situation, no matter how she shouted, her voice would always be drowned out, and no matter how hard she tried to tear away the crowd, she could only be squeezed farther and farther away.

This kind of desperation is a hundred times more desperate than seeing the platform within reach because the subway is too crowded, only to be squeezed farther away by the people who board the train and miss getting off.

This happens everywhere.

Jiang Lu was not wrong to control the fire, but under the protection of the old dean, he had not experienced any disasters in the real sense since he was a child, and he did not expect that people under panic would be more terrible than the disaster itself.

From the arrival of the Heavenly Flame to the present, only a handful of people have actually been burned, and none of them have been burned to death, but the number of injuries caused by the trampling of the crowd is countless.

Suddenly, the fleeing procession came to a halt.

"What's wrong? Why don't you run away? ”

"What happened?"

"Is there a dead end ahead?"

There is no dead end ahead, but there is death ahead.

Morrigan stopped in front of the fleeing group.

The people in front of them didn't care about the woman who was blocking the middle of the road, and planned to rush over, but before they could get close to the other party, they were bounced away by a strange force.

Dozens of people fell on their backs in an instant.

The people in the rear didn't have time to react and crashed into it, and the people in the middle were caught in the front and back, and many fell to the ground in this irresistible force.

The entire fleeing procession was thrown into disarray.

The people behind didn't know why, but those who led the way could clearly see the black-red energy that enveloped Morrigan.

"God! It's a god! ”

They immediately thought of the rumors they had just heard that this fire was a divine punishment, and they panicked instantly.

"Are you the one who created this fire?"

"Why do you want to kill us?!"

Morrigan, on the other hand, looked calm.

"Are you ready to die? Mortal. ”

"You're going to kill them all!"

"What the hell is wrong with you Ulster?!"

People are furious, and in the face of death, they don't care about anything that is not godly.

It doesn't matter what you are, as long as you want to kill us, then you don't deserve our respect!

However, Morrigan's next move made the Ulsters, who were still in fear and anger just now, suddenly confused.

I saw that Morrigan was wildly releasing his divine power without scruples.

When these divine powers touched those flames that could not be extinguished, the latter only resisted a little, and then immediately disappeared.

"The fire is out?"

People are in disbelief.

After extinguishing all the fires around him and clearing a safe area for the fleeing people, Morrigan put away his divine power and smiled contemptuously.

"You don't know yet, but you're dead, right? Hehehehe."

After a sinister laugh, Timely Rain Morrigan rushed to the next fire.

The people baptized by the flames and Morrigan's divine powers sat down on the ground with their eyes staring blankly in the direction in which Morrigan had disappeared.

"We. . As if saved? ”

The highest point of the royal palace.

"It seems that the Heavenly Flame that I can send out now is still not worth mentioning to the true gods."

Jiang Lu sat here cross-legged, looking down at the entire Ulster, touching his chin with some disappointment.

Looking at the fire that had stabilized and gradually dissipated, Jiang Lu cheered up again.

"But Morrigan is quite capable, I thought it would be procrastinating, but did it turn out to be so positive?"

As he spoke, he turned his head and slapped Concierber, who looked like a sea urchin.

"Prepare, it's almost time for you to play."

"Hmm."

Awakened, Concierge wanted to say something, but the severe pain and the frozen iron welded to his mouth made him unable to say anything.

(End of chapter)