Belk Lauren walked step by step on the path leading to the castle area of the inner city. The sharp pain from several small wounds on his body constantly stimulated his exhausted spirit and kept him awake.
The fog has thinned, but the smell of blood still lingers in the air. Suspicious shadows still flash by. There are footsteps coming from the depths of the nearby streets. Every shadow and footsteps may be hidden Monsters—they may have completed their transformation, or they may be in the process of transformation, and either way, Belk couldn't risk it.
The voice still lingers in his head:
"It has become like this... eat stones and live... my lord."
It is for this reason that man can willingly become a monster.
At this moment, the young Marquis suddenly remembered a sentence he saw in a report:
…The above-mentioned areas have been requisitioned six times, and the houses are empty, the leaves are all eaten, and the number of hungry people...
It used to be just a description, a few numbers, he also felt shocking, but only felt shocking.
Now, he finally saw with his own eyes what that "world" looked like.
It is unbelievable that there is only a city wall and a castle between that "world" and his "world".
He finally knew why His Royal Highness's decrees were mostly difficult to carry out, and finally knew why those noble lords could never be relied on.
People who live in a castle cannot imagine what the outside world looks like.
Belk looked up and saw Thoringburg's main gate was in front of him, the drawbridge... hadn't risen, and he didn't see the soldiers guarding it.
An indescribable uneasiness suddenly surged into his heart, and Belk immediately quickened his pace.
Holding the long sword tightly, he crossed the suspension bridge, walked through the empty courtyard and barracks area, pushed open the gate of the main castle with a gap, and entered the long hall on the first floor that was also empty and deserted.
There were no moving figures in sight, but the disturbing smell of blood was everywhere, and there were traces of battles everywhere in the long hall, including human blood and shattered and fallen crystal clusters.
It was not an external invasion, but a battle that broke out from the inside out. The guards fought briefly, but within a short period of time, they took the initiative to stop the battle...
Belk quickly made these terrible judgments based on the traces of the scene. At the same time, he kept walking, and quickly ran to the second floor according to his memory, and ran to the hall on the second floor of the castle.
The door of the hall was open, and there were also no guards in sight, and in the middle of the hall, Belk saw what he least wanted to see.
A tall figure in black armor stood there—Edmund Moen heard the movement from the door, he turned his head, and a face that had been spread and symbiotic by the crystal cluster was reflected in Belk Rollen's face. Eye.
Belk felt his heart skip a beat, and immediately drew his sword to prepare for the fight, but he soon discovered that Edmund Moen's vision of him was not completely chaotic and crazy, and that pair of eyes that had already In the eyeballs that were about to become crystals, the light of human reason still remained.
He cautiously moved forward: "Your Highness—can you hear me?"
Edmund Moen stared at Belk, his body was trembling slightly, as if two wills were fighting for the dominance of this body, and during the struggle, he made a hoarse voice: "Kill me, do it immediately."
This terrible order caused Belk's brain to go blank for a moment, but he woke up two seconds later and made the most calm judgment.
He raised his long sword and strode forward: "Yes, Your Highness."
An illusory and scorching flame ignited on the long sword. Knowing the strength of the prince in front of him, Belk gathered all the magic power in his body in this blow. The heart of Desmond Moen.
However, when the tip of the sword was only a few centimeters away from his heart, Edmund's left hand suddenly lifted up, and the palm covered with crystal clusters directly held the hot fine gold long sword, and a series of dazzling flashes burst out between the palm and the blade. After the flames and the piercing creak, Belk's sword could hardly move forward.
Two pairs of eyes fixed on this scene, then Edmund raised his head and uttered a word: "Run."
Belk let go of the hilt of his sword in an instant. Without stopping for a moment, he rushed to the side of the hall and jumped, smashing through the window and jumping out of the castle.
In the shadows at the corner of the hall, a cluster of winding vines slowly squirmed, and with the rustling sound, they all shrank into the dark depths at last.
…
On the west side of the Great Timber Crossing, in the area of Boulder City and White Pine, in the lands controlled by the Crown, the fog has completely dissipated.
Fog leaves cities and villages, and where it has infested man becomes a monster.
The twisted giants formed by the fusion of countless flesh and blood clusters are gathering to form a disaster that spreads like fire. As long as there are people inhabited, there will be terrifying clusters of clusters. The giant-like individuals in black robes are The commanders of these legions, under the leadership of these commanders, the cluster giants occupied all the villages and towns in just a few hours, and then began to spread towards the direction where the Royal Army was stationed.
One of the important strongholds of the Royal Army, Boulder City is under attack. This city known for its thick walls is facing the biggest test in history.
"Hold the line of defense! Hold the line of defense!! Shieldman - hold on!"
"More kerosene is needed here! More stone bombs are needed!"
"The battle mages are drained of mana - atop the trebuchet! The Guardian Mages are coming!"
Oil bags burning with raging flames and stones etched with runes whizzed into the air, flying from the city wall to the distance, and the huge crossbow bolts pierced the air with the bang of the machine strings, hitting the distant " In the middle of "The Tide of Crystal Clusters", the knights and the noble officers who supervised the battle ran around the city wall, commanding the battle hoarsely, using various spells to strengthen the city wall and boost the morale of the soldiers, which was already crumbling. However, under the city wall, those monsters were still gathering more and more. more.
This is the crystal cluster army transformed by all the population in the entire region. In the face of the quantity that can cause qualitative changes, the mere stone bombs and kerosene, and even the fireballs and lightning of the mages are weak. These attacks fall on the heads of those monsters. It's like throwing a stone into the sea, it's hard to make too much waves.
A noble officer wearing a dark blue armor and a sash on his shoulders stood on the city wall, watching more and more crystal cluster monsters coming from afar. Those monsters were not only relying on their powerful bodies to fight, they were even more terrifying powerful spell-casting ability—continuously powerful arcane lightning erupts from the place where the monsters are densest. After each bolt of lightning, there will be a terrible crack on the wall of the Boulder City, or a lot of fallen soldiers. If the situation is still like this Development, the fall of the city will only be a matter of time.
"How much fire oil and stone bombs do we have?" The noble officer turned his head and stared at a knight adjutant nearby.
"It can last for two days, my lord, but I'm afraid it's still not enough—there are too many monsters, and there are countless more to come!!"
Fire oil is the most effective way to fight those monsters, but the oil packets thrown by the trebuchet can't stop the flood-like attack at all, and the mages who can continuously release large-scale fire spells...they are too few in number, and all their mana has been exhausted !
The noble officer's face was gloomy. He heard a loud noise from the west wall, followed by screams and noises one after another.
A large number of soldiers on the verge of collapse fell into chaos. Starting from the area under attack, the defenders began to waver and retreat obviously.
The supervising knight stepped forward at the first time, using morale-boosting combat skills to forcibly maintain the defense line. The soldiers affected by the extraordinary power returned to the city wall under the action of hormones and nervous excitement. However, their eyes were bloodshot and their behavior was out of balance. , the inner consciousness is rapidly approaching collapse, and it is completely unknown how many times they can operate the catapult.
What was even more frightening was that even the knights who were supervising the battle behind those soldiers...had shaken expressions on their faces.
These are already the kingdom's elite troops. They can fight head-to-head with the powerful Eastern Knights on the battlefield for a whole day, but that is only a war against "people". Now, they are facing monsters.
This is beyond the limits of human willpower.
Another knight adjutant ran up the city wall with a terrified face and a shaken voice: "My lord, it has been confirmed that there are many monsters wearing the clothes and armor of soldiers from the third, fifth, and sixth knights and the Royal Army." Fragments, they... they were transformed by our soldiers!!"
The noble officer stared: "How many people know the news?!"
"All the defenders saw it..."
It's over.
The knights and levies stationed on the north-south longitudinal line of the giant wooden crossing are all gone, and the city should be finished soon.
But before the noble officer had time to sigh, a nightmarish shout suddenly came from a distance:
"Earl Thorin is dead!!"
After a short moment of astonishment, the noble officer immediately widened his eyes, trying to find out which extremely stupid orderly shouted such a thing in front of the formation, but soon he realized that the voice came from under the city wall, from among those monsters.
A mutilated body was thrown into the sky by the monsters, and Earl Thorin's deathly head just entered the sight of the soldiers defending the city.
In the end, the earl was unable to regain his domain and castle.
The defense line on the city wall began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye, began to retreat, and large gaps and gaps began to appear. The city defense troops fell into an irreversible retreat, and the war-supervising knights were no longer able to reorganize the defense line.
Because even the morale of the knights has collapsed.
Dozens of huge arcane arcs hit the city wall at the same time, and accompanied by continuous explosions, the majestic high stone wall shook violently, as if it would collapse in the next second.
It is impossible to hold the city.
The moment they realized this fact, the noble officer and his adjutants heard bursts of sharp whistling sounds coming from high above, and with the whistling sounds, the entire sky was quickly covered by large swaths of shadows—
Countless ice cones and howling winds swept across the entire battlefield, as if the just-ended winter had returned to this world again. In this sudden ice storm, a new frozen barrier quickly blocked the front of the city wall, hundreds of thousands monsters impaled on frozen cliffs with icicles.
However, in the next second, the line of defense formed by the solid ice was continuously attacked, and about half of the monsters nailed to the ice began to struggle: the damage that was fatal to ordinary people could not be completely destroyed. kill them.
Accompanied by the sound of crackling, the entire ice wall quickly cracked.
A majestic female voice came from high above and resounded throughout the battlefield: "The Mountain Corps will follow me, and the Royal Knights and Guards will bring the civilians and break out to the northwest!"
This is the voice of Duchess Victoria Wilde.
The knight adjutant reminded: "My lord, it is an order to retreat."
The noble officer glanced at the almost completely collapsed defense line and took a deep breath.
"retreat!!"
On the 12th day of the month of recovery in Ansu 738, the largest fortress of the Royal Army on the Holy Spirit Plain, Boulder City fell.
A huge army formed by cluster giants began to spread towards the direction of San Sunil City.
…
A few days later, Solderin and his Iron Rangers, who had just crossed the Pompeii area and were heading north along the east bank of the Dorgon River, encountered completely unfamiliar enemies.
An extraordinarily tall human being who seems to have been infected by some crystal parasite.
The ground burned by individual burners was filled with a strong smell of scorching. A large number of completely carbonized corpses and scattered crystal clusters piled up in the range of the range. The heavily armed combatants were guarding the periphery. Solderin and several steel workers Ranger fighters inspected the weird corpses on the battlefield.
The high-level ranger frowned.
What happened to the North
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