The god of death wanders around this magnificent city. He stands in the shadows of the street, leaning on his scythe, watching the people running around coldly, waiting for the moment when their lives are over. Then he will swing his scythe, pull the pitiful souls out of their broken bodies, and take the dead souls to the unknown other side.
People were fleeing in terror. Many of them had no idea what was going on. They asked around, but no one could give an answer. They could only feel the disgust welling up in their hearts and the strange hallucinations that kept flashing in their minds, as if the nightmare was eroding the foundation of reality, trying to connect with it and drag everyone into real terror.
"Keep going! Don't stop!"
The Templars held up torches and directed the evacuation of the crowd. The team formed a long line that stretched to the end of the city.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but wonder, can they really evacuate completely? The population of Florence is so large, even if we don't count the elderly and children, there are so many adults, and after evacuating for so long, the number of people in the city has not decreased.
Florence is ultimately lagging behind the times. Although it also has dense railways, its transportation capabilities are undoubtedly far inferior to those of Invigor.
What's more, where can they escape to if they leave Florence
The train transportation capacity is limited, and most people will be evacuated out of the city, but outside Florence is an endless wilderness, and they have nowhere to hide in this wilderness.
"Hurry up! Don't stop!"
Nord continued to urge him, and he blinked hard, trying to make himself more awake.
In the past few days, he has been working at a high intensity. Only when he can't hold on any longer will he rest for a few hours, then hurriedly get up and continue working.
When the new Pope issued the order, Nord was in the Seven Hills, carrying out the evacuation work. Perhaps because of his good work efficiency, he was able to leave the Seven Hills and was transferred to Florence to continue the evacuation work.
Whenever he thought of this, Nord felt that he was quite lucky. After he left the Seven Hills, the Seven Hills was immediately put into complete blockade. He could only stand in Florence and watch the fireworks burning in the Seven Hills.
The existence of the Demon Hunting Order is no secret to a small number of Templar Knights, and Nord happens to be one of them. More importantly, he is very experienced, so much so that he even remembers a night many years ago.
That night that people deliberately forgot was so similar to everything happening now that he couldn't help but think of the situation in a bad direction.
No, it's bad enough actually.
Everything that happened on the night of the Holy Coming ended that night, but the current unusual movements have continued for nearly a week and have not been resolved. Everyone is filled with fear and keeps fleeing.
So this time... Will there be those hordes of monsters again this time
As he thought about this, he was suddenly seized by great fear. Nord looked around, and the crowd moving forward at this moment became ferocious in his eyes. They wrapped their robes tightly to resist the cold wind. They looked like poor civilians, but each of them could potentially turn into a bloodthirsty demon.