The city of Jacob was quiet all around.
Of course, this is the scene an hour ago.
At this time, the city of Jacob was already full of flames, cries and cries joined together, and the ground was stained with scarlet blood everywhere.
Brent felt troublesome door-to-door knocking, so he simply set the country on fire.
After all, most of the residents of Jacob City still live in thatched huts. If one family is on fire, the fire will soon spread to the next one. Each family will pass the fire over, and Jacob City will soon fall into it. In a sea of flames.
"Go over there to assemble! Hurry up!!" Brent carried a bloody axe in his hand, followed by a group of crawling beasts, shouting at the people who had just escaped from the hut.
Some people who haven't figured out the situation, at the moment Liushen Wuzhu obediently obeyed Brent's command, while some had doubts in their hearts and refused to pass, Brent carried an axe forward and smashed his forehead.
Under Brent's cruel methods, finally, most of the residents of Jacob City have gathered in the clearing at the foot of the mountain to the south, densely packed with a large group of people, even some of them are trying to escape from the fire. People who haven't had time to put on clothes.
Standing in front of the crowd was King Franks of Jacob City, whose castle was set alight by Brent himself.
"Brent! What are you doing!!!" Franks was trembling with anger at this time, his country was plunged into a sea of flames, and all of his people's residences were burned down by a fire, and even more people were killed on the spot. Death, this brutal act made him angrily, almost spitting out old blood.
"Father, don't be impulsive. Calm down first." Fred stood by his side and supported him.
"Guard! Guard! Kill all the demons who rushed in!" Franks calmed down at this time and directed hundreds of soldiers in soft armor behind him to step forward.
However, an army composed of only three-star brass or even less powerful samurai, the combat power is too weak, almost immediately after rushing up, it was swept away by dozens of creeping beasts behind Brent. .
"This..." Franks' heart was dripping blood, and the troops he carefully cultivated, in front of this group of people, ghosts and ghosts, failed even one round before they were defeated.
"Haha, isn't it okay to be my puppet obediently? Why do you have to tear your skin apart?" Brent walked forward with a grinning grin, holding an axe.
"Brent! For the sake of my father's treatment of you in the past, stop this meaningless massacre!" Fred took a long sword and crossed in front of his father.
"Treat me not thin, hehehe, is the way to treat me not thin is to make me want me in the whole city? Is it too late to beg for mercy?"
"Okay, let's play again, all the experimental subjects will be killed for you." At this time, a cold voice came from behind Brent, making Brent's triumphant cheek suddenly converge. , He hurried back and bowed to Carlos, who was wearing a windbreaker, "Master Carlos, most of the residents of Jacob City have been driven here. Those guys in the remaining city may also be The fire burned to death."
The residents of Jacob City saw Brent bend against another man, and suddenly believed that he was the one speaking here, so many residents knelt forward and pleaded bitterly.
"My lord, the residents of our small towns have never done anything bad, please let us go."
"Yeah, my lord, I have to raise my parents..."
Brent brought his axe forward with a fierce look, "Shut up all the fucking to Lao Tzu!! Otherwise, I will kill you!!"
At this time Carlos reached out and stopped Brent, "Idiot, did I let you talk?"
"Ye... I'm sorry, Carlos." Brent sweated down his forehead.
Carlos turned his head again and looked at a group of people who were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy with a smile. He pushed his glasses and said, "Of course we can let you go. I just want to trouble everyone for a small favor."
As he said, he put the suitcase in his hand on the ground and opened it, pointing to the syringe inside and said, "Line up to get one, one for each person, just stick it on the arm."
"Is it okay to just do this? Can we get freedom by doing this?" someone asked aloud.
"Of course, as long as you cooperate, how can I bear to hurt you." Carlos smiled warmly.
Finally, a strong man in the crowd walked out, took the syringe and stuck it directly on his arm, and then looked at Carlos with some doubts.
"You are free." Carlos spread his hands, and then the strong man left the crowd alone and walked towards the mountains, but no one stopped him.
Seeing that the strong man could leave with just one needle, a group of people rushed up in a swarm, "Give me one! Give me one!!!" shouted loudly like this.
Obviously it was something more dangerous than before. The small syringe contained a medicine that was enough to make people mutate, and if the mutation was unsuccessful, it would violently die, but everyone began to fight.
"Sometimes, letting someone do something does not necessarily require violence." Carlos pushed his glasses and glanced at Brent.
"Yes... Yes." Brent wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Under the looting of everyone, the mutant potions were quickly robbed, and they were all stuck on their arms one after another.
"Well, you are all free." Carlos picked up the suitcase from the ground and raised his wrist to look at the time.
"Master Carlos... So let them go back?"
"Go back?" Carlos gently hooked the corners of his mouth, "They can't get away. As long as the potion is shot, their bodies will begin to mutate in three minutes. As for what it will mutate into, this is also the case. Master Mondo entrusted me to record the data. We only need to wait here quietly for these three minutes."
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In the absence of people restricting their freedom, most of the residents began to flee to themselves, and their homes could not be returned. They had been destroyed by the fire. Out of instinctive fear, they could only go deep into the mountains. Go ahead.
This group of lunatics should stay away from them as far as possible, and the strength of those creeping beasts is daunting.
Just as the residents of Jacob City quickly evacuated, Fred also took advantage of the chaos and helped up his father, and followed the crowd back.
They didn't use the potion, they just mixed in the crowd, and when Carlos said they could leave, they also mixed in the crowd and left.
"My country..." Franks was trembling in his voice at this moment.
He really couldn't believe that he was fine a few hours ago, nothing happened, and a few hours later, a fire destroyed his country, let alone his people.
"Father, it’s not the time to say this. Let’s leave. The farther we go, the better. These guys probably came from Zu’an. With our current strength, even if all the people are united in one mind, there is no way. Fight against them." Fred persuaded.
Although a country was destroyed in an instant, it was a life-long humiliation for him as a prince, but there is no way to save him.
There were only two options for him and the king. One was to escape to the mountains with the crowd, and the other was to turn back and die.